Constricted Love // ON HOLD //
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Last published Tue, Jun 25, 2024
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He Has no name, just a number 10645 or as the auction house calls him " Biter", the nick name suits him well. he's never known kindness or sympathy just pain. From one owner to the next and now back at the Auction house he causes nothing but trouble, constantly trying to get away or injure the auction masters. Bites and Scratches, beaten and bruised " Biter" only knows pain. Can he be Obedient? Yes he can, highly trained at that. Does he obey? Only when food is involved.
Maybe that can all change if he can find an owner that can handle him...
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