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(What she looks like)
It was nearly the end of school and the Dutch Shepherd girl was quite bored. She wasn't the kind to really listen much to what the teacher was saying, yet she still passed. It wasn't that she wasn't smart, she just didn't like this class. Zero wondered why she took it and shrugged her shoulders and then let out a short sigh of irritation at the coyote guy staring at her hopefully, trying to get her attention. Probably because of her looks, her dark brown brindle coat and black mask around her face, along with her orange eyes and uniquely colored tongue setting her apart from everyone else. It wasn't often that there was a Dutch Shepherd at school. In fact, she was sure she was the only one, and was glad for that fact. Made her more unique anyways.
The orange eyed Dutch girl was bored, pure and simple, and she began muttering in her native tongue and flipping through her phone, letting out a short sigh of relief when the bell rang. She went to gather up her things and carried them out, planning on making a stop to her locker. She was wearing her usual black tank top and camo pants, not bothering to wear shoes like a lot of the other furries around here. Her bushy tail, which stopped by her calves, moved back and forth with each step as she stopped at her locker, grabbing her things and pulling them out and putting some in, brushing her mahogany colored hair out of her face.
(What she looks like)
It was nearly the end of school and the Dutch Shepherd girl was quite bored. She wasn't the kind to really listen much to what the teacher was saying, yet she still passed. It wasn't that she wasn't smart, she just didn't like this class. Zero wondered why she took it and shrugged her shoulders and then let out a short sigh of irritation at the coyote guy staring at her hopefully, trying to get her attention. Probably because of her looks, her dark brown brindle coat and black mask around her face, along with her orange eyes and uniquely colored tongue setting her apart from everyone else. It wasn't often that there was a Dutch Shepherd at school. In fact, she was sure she was the only one, and was glad for that fact. Made her more unique anyways.
The orange eyed Dutch girl was bored, pure and simple, and she began muttering in her native tongue and flipping through her phone, letting out a short sigh of relief when the bell rang. She went to gather up her things and carried them out, planning on making a stop to her locker. She was wearing her usual black tank top and camo pants, not bothering to wear shoes like a lot of the other furries around here. Her bushy tail, which stopped by her calves, moved back and forth with each step as she stopped at her locker, grabbing her things and pulling them out and putting some in, brushing her mahogany colored hair out of her face.