[gremlin]

good luck ya'll

[feverrr]

mmm.. two hours left? why not give it a try. ♥

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downy flakes flutter past me,
sparkling in dim streetlamp light.
the road is now drowned in white,
more flurries flutter downwards.
rosey lips adorned with powder,
ears frozen, red hued and numb.
the sparkling dust untouched,
winter boots will soon tread on.
a lone striped scarf lays alone,
abandoned as it's owner frolicked.

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username flurree. i owned a bk for a short while, but i gifted him to a better home just today. so i would love to take this cutie home!
show name >> WLK's Snow Bird /// call name >> Chilali, meaning 'snow bird' /// sex >> biological male, who uses male pronouns

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Chilali, or 'Chilly', as he is sometimes referred to, is a very suave kelpie. he attracts fans wherever he goes, and loves this. we
ll. this is mostly true. when around humans, Chilali is a boisterous and likeable boy. but around other dogs, he seems to free
ze up. he's meek and overly polite, and his inability to speak up, or have an opinion, often gets on others nerves, which caus
es Chilali's true personality to become hidden even further. he's not quite sure where this comes from, either. most days, he
enjoys himself all by his lonesome, but some days it simply gets tiresome, and repetitive. Chilali's... friends, i guess you coul
d call them, aren't really friends at all. they stay for a few days, often trying to get him to play. but after they realize he's quit
e hopeless in this area, they usually get bored and amble off. even though he always sees it coming, Chilali becomes upset e
ach and every time another kelpie seemingly gives up on attaining his friendship. sometimes he almost even works up the co
urage to chase after them. to follow them. to yelp, "no, no! please come back. i promise i'll play this time!" but almost isn't q
uite all the way... and Chilali simply its there very still, occasionally whining or staring longingly at the friend he could've had.

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as fate would have it, though, Chilali does have one friend. an unwavering connection with someone, or rather, something, t
hat no force could ever corrupt. the snow. the downy powder that falls from the sky, blanketing the landscape, in a mask of
blinding white flakes. Chilali can always count on the snow. through the blistering summers, he must only remember the cri
sp scent of pine and cinnamon spices, wafting from the house of his master during the season during which the snow begin
s. a rush of energy will empower him from then on forward, and Chilali will wait however long it takes for his next reunion w
ith his best, and only friend. the lovely snow serves as a hiding place, a playmate, and most of all, a reliable safety blanket f
or Chilali. without the snow, Chilali's life would be rather dull, and quite sweaty, and stuffy, to be honest. he truly likes snow.

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relationship with father here

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writing and coding by me. gifs belong to rightful owner.

[Temperance.]

Username: Temperance.
Show Name: CoTK's Once Upon a Dream
Call Name: Azlyn - means a vision or dream
Sex: Female
Mate: infertile
Eye color: Pale blue (blind)
Collar color: soft blue to match her eyes
Phenotype: Black double merle
Genotype: Kk/Bb/Dd/ata/EmE/gg/Ssi/tt/MM/XX/ZZ/YY/VV
Parent: An Encore Performance
Parent: Undisclosed

Job:
Azlyn was adopted by 'Crack of Thunder Kennels' owner
Claire Valois. Claire had been looking for a dog to act
as an ambassador and mascot for her kennel. Struggling
with extreme bouts of anxiety she also wanted Azlyn to
become a service dog to help alert her to when she was
about to have panic attacks... as well as to act as a
reliable companion.

History
Snowflakes fall to the earth
As cold souls yearn for hearth.
Yet in the starlight
Shining brilliantly bright
A dog nearly white.

Her eyes are serene
Like they're caught in a dream
As she looks to the sky
With a sightless eye
And just wonders why.

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She was born without sight
Her life one large fight
From a breeding gone wrong
Like a tragic sad song
Only one pup was strong.

This caused great heartbreak
To behold this mistake
Yet as Azlyn remained
Stronger love was regained
And her spirit sustained.

The pup grew with love
Embraced like a glove
Her father so caring
His time always sparing
With memories for sharing.

At last came the time,
Once she'd grown very fine,
When her owners looked grim
For her prospects were slim
Unless bought on a whim.

Yet to their great surprise
Came a girl who was wise
And seeing Azlyn so sweet
Her heart skipped a beat
As she made time to meet.

The meeting went well
And the girl was quite swell
Saying with a large smile
That she had looked for a while
For a dog of her style.

"I want a companion you see,
One that's special like me,
To lead by example
Those thoughtless who trample
'gainst those whose cruelty is ample.

For perfection is boring
And differences flooring
To those who have seen,
Or even have been,
Caught in misery's dream.

So if you give your blessing
I won't keep you guessing.
I want Azlyn to be
More than everyone sees,
As my kennel's true key.

The one to show all
That no matter the flaw
You are more than you seem
Worthy of dreams
A light that will gleam."

Without much fanfare
The breeders prepare
And within a fortnight
Azlyn's sent from their sight
With Claire shining bright.

***

Now as Azlyn stares high
She lets out a sigh
Wondering how it could be
That she who can't see
Could be finally free.

Abruptly there starts
A sound close to her heart
Claire's voice calling out
Without fear or a doubt
For her dog to come in.

[foxxbreath]

This is still open(for another day, in fact)

I just wanted to mention if anyone wants to use Sardonyx(An Encore Performance) in their form, feel free too! I'd love if you did because I'll definitely be making some father-puppy art ;0 so idk maybe some effort on the other side of the relationship would b fun

[Hobbit Geek]

Username: Hobbit Geek
Show Name: S.J.K's Ash Flakes in the Snow
Call Name: Valor
Sex: Male
Mate: infertile
Eye color: Pale blue (blind)
Collar color: Same as eyes
Phenotype: Black double merle
Genotype: Kk/Bb/Dd/ata/EmE/gg/Ssi/tt/MM/XX/ZZ/YY/VV
Parent: An Encore Performance
Parent: Undisclosed

Personality;

Valor is a giant teddy bear at heart, sweet and docile all the way through. He loves children and most animals, at least the ones the kennel has. He loves to play, but most of all he loves it when people pet him. It’s soothing for him, tail wagging a mile a minute while someone strokes his fur. It lets him know he’s not alone, and that there’s someone watching over him.

Cautious and timid is he, especially towards new things and people. He is easily spooked thus when you first meet him be slow and quiet, let him relax before doing anything. Once he’s warmed up to you he’s a huge softy and you’ve just joined this boy’s huge family so be ready to be licked.

He has separation anxiety, thus his owners prefer to keep him with them at all times. He is almost always two steps behind them, following quietly with his tail wagging. To him his owners are his guardians and guides in life, thus being away from them would cause him to be panicked and anxious until they get back.

If someone he cares about was hurt or in danger he'd do whatever he could to protect or help them in any way. He doesn't think at this point, its more do it then think later. When someone he loves is in danger the timid, cautious dog is gone, in it's place is Yes he's blind and it makes things harder for him, but he has learned to do things with his other working senses to get things done.

His life at Starward Journey Kennels;

He was blind from birth, thus he is more a companion then anything. His owners don’t put him in dog shows or anything, he’s a family member through and through like all their dogs. He goes everywhere with them, from vacations, out for a walk, etc… He’ll never leave their side and that’s how they like it. However he wasn't taught nothing, he has learned his manners and basic command such as sit, stay, lie down, etc...
He’s not much of a guard dog, as he’s too timid and loving for that, any intruder would first be welcomed by a scared dog but over time he’d probably be the one holding the flashlight for him while wagging his tail.

Story;

Valor sniffed the cold, wet ground in which he had found himself standing on. Winter had come round again, oh how he loved it! True it was cold, but the kids he lived with were so happy at this time, playing in what they called snow. He loved bounding around, following the sound of their laughter with his tail wagging as hard as it could.
He remembered his first winter with his family, it confused him how the ground became so cold and at first he didn’t like it. But overtime seeing his family so joyfully playing and in such a happy mood this time of year he began to love it. He ignored the temperature and just made it his mission to make his family laugh, his family in turn put jackets and such on him to help him with the cold.
An almost silent cry broke him out of his thoughts, turning his head towards where it came from he was now alert and ready. In an instant he was gone, bolted off towards the scream leaving the children he was playing with confused before chasing after him. Where was she? His paws dug deep within the snow, clumps of it stuck to his fur be he cared very little.
He knew this place, living years here he’s attempted to learn where everything was but with the snow masking the scents he had trouble. A few times he stumbled into something before quickly catching himself and continuing on his way. Within moments he skidded to a halt, ears pricked and waiting for the slightest sound. There! He took a step forwards but stopped. It was the frozen lake.
He could hear her struggling to get back on the ice and out of the water, the children finally catching up gasped at the sight of her. One of their dogs had fallen through the ice. Valor heard one run off to get help, but it’d be too late before help could come.
Without thinking he carefully crept towards her, his heart beating wildly but he kept focused. Her claws scraping against the ice and her panicked whines where what he followed, focusing on which direction they were coming from and on the ice below him as well
Within moments he felt her soaked fur against his, grabbing the scruff of her neck in his jaws he pulled hard. Slowly but surely dragging her onto the ice. She was shaking and wet to the bone. He leaned against her, helping her stand as they slowly walked towards shore. She led him while he helped her up and helped keep her warm. All the way his fear crept back into him, although slowly. By the time he got to his owners he was shaking himself, although they couldn’t tell if he himself was frightened, cold or a mixture of both.
Although cold and frightened out of her mind, she lived, thanks to him as his owners say.

(The female dog in story is a non-existent BK)

Dislikes;
-Sudden loud noises
-Taking a bath
-Being left alone

Likes;
-His people
-Food
-Being talked to

--Art;

Headshot 1 by me
Headshot 2 by me
Fullbody piece with father by me



I just wanna say thanks for the chance to try for him <33

[GasW0lf]

bump?

[deertush]

Congrats Ezai! I loved how you were able to tell the story through Cierdra so nicely. It's a challenge to have to write without being able to have the character react to visual cues and you did it effortlessly. ;u; Enjoy you rnew darling~!

Username: Ezai
Show Name: Little Bird
Call Name: Cierdra
Sex: Female
Mate: infertile
Eye color: Pale blue (blind)
Collar color: Like this
Phenotype: Black double merle
Genotype: Kk/Bb/Dd/ata/EmE/gg/Ssi/tt/MM/XX/ZZ/YY/VV
Parent: An Encore Performance
Parent: Undisclosed

Personality: As gentle as a rabbit, brave as a lion, and a bite sharp as a bee. There's very little that can scare this over confident girl, and even less that can stop her. With her motors always going, there is little rest for Cierdra. Always places to run, friends to play with and trouble to get into. She's not afraid to take on new challenges, facing them with more braveness than her fellow kelpie companions despite her lack of sight and hearing impairment. Her attitude can be quite as fierce when she wants to be, often turning into a Tasmanian devil when things don't go her way, especially if locked in a confined space. One of the reasons she has free range of the property is she will tear up and destroy anything in her kennel. Despite this, she is a lover. Her days are made with a pet, a cuddle and that late night snuggle in bed before sleep.
Unbelievably smart, things meant to keep one in is often no problem for her. She is well known for unlocking latches, opening doors, breaking into food containers and overall outsmarting most people. Mischievous to the bone, it's hard to imagine that this smart little thing can't see.

Gear: Cierdra is always seen with her vibrant purple plaid collar, one that bears a small silver plate on it listing her need to know details such as name, address and list of disabilities. They are there just in case she manages to get past the large fence that surrounds the large plot of land. Besides her collar, she almost always has a matching harness on. And with that harness and a little tug strap on the top. One wouldn't think it to be such an important thing but that harness is one of the most important things she wears. That harness, as she has a strong dislike for leashes, allows her kelpie, horse, and human friends to gently tug her in the right direction. This behaviour is mostly seen with the animals, often tugging her away from a hole or rock she might trip over or pull her forward when they all are dashing off somewhere.
Besides that, she is occasionally seen with different kinds of bandannas, bow ties and an assortment of fancy tags that reflect her owners current interests.

Friends: Cierdra's friends range from feline to canine all the way up to horses and beyond. Ever friendly, she has no problem making friends where ever she goes but she has just a few very important friends.
Kael, Denim, Jinx and Kylee are four of her best and closest friends who live on the other side of the attached property. She is often seen with them and goes out of her way every day to see them.
Chesapeake is one of her more peculiar looking friends, but Cierdra wouldn't know. These two are often found cuddling in the sun, or getting into trouble in the stable.
Out of all the horses on the property, Jericho, is her favourite. They are often found by Ceirdra stealing treats to give to Jericho as well as taking lazy strolls around the pastures.
Her father is one of her closest friends, though she's a little too big now she still tries to climb on top of him and tugs at his ears when she wants his attention.

Training: Training Cierdra proved to be a challenge at first. Using hand signals would work for a deaf dog, but not for one also lacking sight. Vocal commands would work for a blind dog but Cierdra doesn't have all of her hearing. It took a few weeks, but with some close observation it was clear that she did not rely on what little hearing she had, but instead focused on scents, touch and vibrations. From this, one implemented a training style made directly for her. By using different kinds of touch such as one tap, two taps, a stroke under her chin, tapping on the ground and even small puffs of air, one has been able to teach her different tricks. Both core tricks (sit, come, stay, ect.) as well as fun (play dead, speak, shake, ect.) is known by Ciedra and she respond to eac command happily and with ease.

Unaffected
Story features: Schainukan's Keplies
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The sun was sitting high in the sky above the mostly white pup as she walked along the bumpy road. Today was her favourite kind of day; the sun warmed her back, the air tugged with a gentle breeze, and not a cloud was in the sky. It was the kinds of days she dreamed about, as it wasnt very often that the weather was this perfect. With tail held high, she made her way towards her favourite place.
A hop entered her stride as the ground shifted from dirt to pavement. The hard black ground beneath her paws was a sign that she was almost there. Almost to the best place in the world to her. It wasn't long before she broke out in a full sprint run, a few barks escaping her jaws in excitement. Her tail quivering in the air as her calls were returned. Not one. Not two. But four different barks sounded in response.
It was Kael who greeted her first as she rounded the last corner. His dark nose pressed against the chain link fence as if he was trying to squeeze through the small hole. The two dogs sniffed each other before letting out a few happy barks. With tail wagging excitedly, Cierdra made her way around the kennel. Her nose bumping up against the fence as she headed towards the door. Kael barked excitedly the entire time, and the pale coloured female fumbled around the door of the kennel until at last, her nose bumped into what she was looking for. The latch.
With skill and some clumsy precision, Cierdra flipped the latch release energetic Kael from his enclosure. The two dogs circled each other for a moment; noses bouncing into each others, and tails wagging as they greeted one another. The warm greeting didn't last, as it wasn't long before Kael grabbed Ceirdra's harness and started tugging her towards the next kennel. His sharp tugs were nothing new to her, and she happily followed his tugs. With each kennel Kael lead them to, she unlatched each one with her useful skill. Each in turn, she released the beasts; Demin, Jinx, and Kylee.
With each friend she released from their kennels, she was greeted warmly. The chaotic bunch of friends bouncing around in absolute glee and freedom. Freedom that Cierdra was used to, as she was allowed to roam as she pleased. Considering that the two properties were connected and surrounded by a protective fence, she couldn't roam too far. Yet, far enough to release her friends from their cages.
It wasn't long before the show off of the group, Jinx, grabbed a tug rope and struck a pose. With one teasing bark, the black and white male took off towards the fields. A tease. A call of 'you can't catch me'. It was then that chaos began. With loud barking, the group of three took off after Jinx. Cierdra bounded along with the group easily, dashing across the ground only occasionally bumping into her friends.
One watching this scene unfold would never have guess that the smaller white dog of the group was blind, let alone particularly deaf. She moved with ease and the confidence of a sighted dog, both alone and with the group. Blind from birth, her nose guided her. A sensitive nose paired with a great memory and touch could get her anywhere. With the entire property nearly memorised, she could walk confidently. With the aid of her best friends tugging her harness in the right direction, no obstacle could stop her.

Art Sketch 1 Rough art sketch 1

[Guest]

Thank you so so much! I'm beyond thrilled and happy to be able to call adorable little Cierdra, mine. Thank you, thank you.

[Spitz.]

Congrats! Good job to everyone that entered!

I was really hoping you'd win! I really loved your form too! The way you incorporated everything and made it 'seamless' you you could say. Spectacular job!!