▪ Username: Teags1
▪ Whelkon Name: Bruciare (broo-char-ray, it's italian)
▪ Personality (About 200 words): She burns like the sun, she is almost always happy and outgoing. She can be feisty and gets annoyed quite easily. She is protective, and has a little bit of a temper, and she tends to hold a grudge.
▪ Short Story (300 words max or disqualified): ((yay >.< )) Bruciare walked quietly over the grass, sniffing the air for something to eat. She was hoping to find a nice patch of soft green grass, not like the stuff she was walking on. She turned her head slightly and smelt the air again; there was a delicious sent floating about. ‘That’s it!’ She said to herself, as she raced of following the scent of the delicious something. Soon she reached a lush and bright green patch of grass. She slowed down to a cautious trot, and looked around, looking for any signs of danger. She sniffed, but all she smelt was the sweet grass, it was safe, from what Bruciare could tell. She slowly walked towards the grass, still listening and searching for any signs of danger, but still there where none. She bent down and nibbled the grass, it tasted delicious, the best she had ever tried. Soon Bruciare was taking giants mouthfuls at a time, and within a half of an hour she had finished the entire patch. She wished for more, but there was none left.
(Moral of the story: Savour the moment)
▪ Why you want this Whelkon (Few sentences): She is gorgeous, I love the orange colour because it reminds me of fire. Which I am a bit of a pyro :3 I would love to have her so when you start up your RP for AWE I would be able to join. And she would also be my first Whelkon adoptable.
▪ Whelkon Name: Bruciare (broo-char-ray, it's italian)
▪ Personality (About 200 words): She burns like the sun, she is almost always happy and outgoing. She can be feisty and gets annoyed quite easily. She is protective, and has a little bit of a temper, and she tends to hold a grudge.
▪ Short Story (300 words max or disqualified): ((yay >.< )) Bruciare walked quietly over the grass, sniffing the air for something to eat. She was hoping to find a nice patch of soft green grass, not like the stuff she was walking on. She turned her head slightly and smelt the air again; there was a delicious sent floating about. ‘That’s it!’ She said to herself, as she raced of following the scent of the delicious something. Soon she reached a lush and bright green patch of grass. She slowed down to a cautious trot, and looked around, looking for any signs of danger. She sniffed, but all she smelt was the sweet grass, it was safe, from what Bruciare could tell. She slowly walked towards the grass, still listening and searching for any signs of danger, but still there where none. She bent down and nibbled the grass, it tasted delicious, the best she had ever tried. Soon Bruciare was taking giants mouthfuls at a time, and within a half of an hour she had finished the entire patch. She wished for more, but there was none left.
(Moral of the story: Savour the moment)
▪ Why you want this Whelkon (Few sentences): She is gorgeous, I love the orange colour because it reminds me of fire. Which I am a bit of a pyro :3 I would love to have her so when you start up your RP for AWE I would be able to join. And she would also be my first Whelkon adoptable.
((Hope it's ok
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