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Username;; covfefe
Name;; tyrus
Gender;; male
Gender for Breeding purposes;; male
Personality;; he is a creature of pure beauty, inside and out
What They Are Proud Of;; his boyfriend and bestfriend, bagheera. tyrus is a viscet with a big heart, and all that love goes to his boyfriend, bagheera. bagheera had grown up on his own, and had spent his life lost until he met tyrus. they connected immediately on a level that neither had ever felt before. they were completely in love, and still are today. tyrus is heeras biggest supporter, and does everything he can to be there for his boyfriend. his boyfriend had spent an entire life alone and tyrus would make sure he never did again. tyrus is the most proud of bagheera and how much he has grown. bagheeera had a pup when he was young, and he does everything he can to be a good dad so his pup can have a better life than he did. he also has an adopted child, ryū, who he took in under his wing. bagheera works as a foster parent, and tyrus loves him for it. bagheera spent a life alone so he makes sure no other abandoned viscet will have to. [ 178 out of 300 ]
Extra;; the story of tyrus and bagheera, the young gay lovers. it had been a colder, fall afternoon at the local park. this day would start a new chapter in both viscets lives. ryū, heeras adopted daughter, had been running around with another young viscet when she found a tennis ball. her and bagheera played for a while, throwing the ball back and forth and just talking. it was a high throw from bagheera that caused the ball to land in tyrus’ bag. he nearly let out a squeal in surprise, fishing through his bag to see what had jumped into it. upon seeing the ball, he smiled, looking around to find a possible owner. it was then he noticed bagheera walking up with ryū and tyrus giggled as he handed the ball back. it was this brief encounter that led to countless date nights and food fights. they connected easily and quickly fell in love, all because bagheera cant throw worth a crap
Pride Flag;;

[ABeardedDragon]

Username;; ABeardedDragon
Name;; Freya
Gender;; Demigirl
Gender for Breeding purposes;; Female
Personality;; Athletic, organised, respectful, emotional, stylish, stubborn, argumentative, greedy, envious, fiery.
What They Are Proud Of;;
She's proud of her sports, however inaccurate her thoughts may be. She is not one for teamwork but is somehow part of a local basketball team. Freya wrongly believes that she is the most important one on the team who plays all the shots that matter. She's proud of being the one to 'pull' the team through matches and thanks only herself for overcoming a close win. When it comes to achievements and such, she takes credit for all of the work to get there, thinking she is the only one who deserves them.

In other sports, she plays alone in a variety of games. She counts all of her wins but will ignore losses and ties; in her mind, those are down to feeling unwell, flukes or luck. If she ever has to give her win record to someone, she will say she has never 'technically' lost. Freya is proud of her 'perfect' record. She's especially proud of games where the opponent never gets a point and will frequently bring them up in conversation, even years after the game.
180/300
Extra;;
She shot the ball into the hoop with so much force, the ring rattled. The crowd erupted into a roaring applause and a whistle sounded over the top of them. Freya simply swept her mane back with her head held high, an exaggerated smile at the flashing cameras. She winked at the judges before skipping back to join her team. Half-time. The viscet ignored congratulations from the few team members that tried to be nice to her; as well as the eye rolls, sighs, whispers and glares. One of the younger members approached her when Freya had walked past the team.
"Hey Frey," she mumbled.
"What now?" Freya shook her head and sighed.
"Could you maybe," the young viscet paused, "talk to us? Be nice?"
"Sorry sweety," she said, "try harder next time."
The team was watching from a distance with wide eyes, they never challenged Freya. As the spotted viscet turned away, the youngster was left trying to force words out of her mouth.
"Wait," she managed. They stood in silence as Freya gave no clear invitation to continue talking, other than stopping.
"Yes?" Freya groaned.
"Can you, um, teach me," she whispered, "please."
Freya's face flushed red and she frowned before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"Me?" She screeched. The young viscet nodded quickly and shifted her weight, rubbing her hands on her shirt.
"Please?" she asked again.
"Excuse me, honey," Freya said, "pros don't teach for free, especially if it's a waste of time."
The viscet bit her lip as Freya eyed her up and down with fiery eyes. She flicked her hand before turning to continue walking off the court. The team slowly crowded the shocked viscet.
"Don't listen to her," they soothed, all watching the viscet walk away.
"We'll get back at her somehow, someday," another said.
303/500
Pride Flag;; Demigirl

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

alright, this is officially closed now^^
I'll judge asap c:

[Sunniedew]

ah sorry i didn't finish my form. good luck!

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

The winner is alphatoros c:
Enjoy Widget ^-^

[alphatoros]

Oh wow! Thank you, I love her so much! Definitely made my day :3