Username:
WinterSpirit2
Name:
Zui (Zoo)(An ancient dragon from Sumerian legend. Zui stole the Tablets of Law and threatened to plunge the world into chaos)
Gender:
Male
Favorites:
Rolling in the leaves in the nearby park of the city
Eating weird insects he's never seen before
Art,Poem or Story:
Zui opened his eyes and swung his head from side to side. He lived in a cave outside of the city where his mother abandoned him. He sat wondering. Staring into the clouds, he was disturbed by the way the one cloud was colored. It was from the smoke from all the factories. Zui was slowly dying from that. "Why does life have to be so diffucult?" He whispered, thinking somthing or someone could hear him."Mother? Is that you?" Tears started to form in his eyes. "Why did she have to die? Everything is wrong with me!" He yelled to the sky. Someone heard him nearby. Chole stood and sniffed the air. Zui walked towards her as soon as he saw her. Whoa. She is hot"What's wrong?" She asked. Zui hesitated for a split second. "Everything is wrong with me, Everybody hates me, I'm made fun of, my mother hates me and that's why she abandoned me, nothing works for me, annnnndddd . . . just . . . just . . . just . . . ev- . . . ev- . . . everything" He slowed his quick blurt with a whisper "everything" As low as he could keep to the ground he ran to his cave.
Such a sad story. I know. It wants to make you cry.
2nd Story -
Zui used to live in an old home near the outskirts of the city. He had a family who loved her. Used to, anyway. Zui was but a mere shadow, watching his only family tear at each other. The family was poor. He was starved, not mainly in food but in love. The family's hatred for each other grew each day, until finally they decided to split. Zui had been forgotten, the JBD who loved, forced to live in a house of hate.
He stayed in the house that day, not knowing that not one of his family would be returning. Such loyalty is regarded in the highest, but also can bring the lowest of fates.
Later that day two working men arrived. They were here to take the house. The old man had sold it last night when everyone decided to leave this life and move on. Zui would have protected his home- his family, if he wasn't so broken hearted and hungry. The workers measured the house, 'Do they even know I'm here?' he wondered. The men knocked down a limb of the house, it fell with great force causing debris and dust to scatter. In that moment Zui's instincts kicked in, he jumped up snarling- 'This is our home!' and attacked the smaller and closest of the two. His tail was frizzled as he bit into his calf.
The man cursed loudly and screamed for the bigger worker to kill him. The man picked up a beam and smacked her head with it. Blood. Blood on both Zui and the smaller worker. He kicked her with his good leg and cursed at him. Zui did not move, the adrenaline had faded and he was famished. An hour later the two workers started eating lunch, the small one had bandages on his leg, he smiled. The smile faded when he waved his sandwich in her face. He taunted him. Zui closed her eyes. Suddenly, the large one picked him up and threw him outside. Zui helped but did not move. Later, he forced herself up when the small of baking bread appeared. He followed the scent a good ways, and stopped at the window of a bakery. Disregarding all his etiquette, he hopped through the window, knocking over some freshly made bread! The woman, the baker, shrieked and called for animal control. By the time they got to her house Zui had already cleared the plates. He was taken away to the animal control pound for euthanization in six days.
Third story:
No....
The thought burned deeply in my mind. My heart let out a strangled beat, my breath was coming in quick short gasps. I knew I was dyeing, I knew this was the end. hot tears welled up in my eyes and fell, shimmering to the hard cold ground below my broken body. He laid there beside me, his tongue lolled out the side of his mouth and his face was set in a grin, he had tried to comfort me in our last moments. But his wounds were too great, his body broken. He did not stand a chance.
I let out a low whimper, Why did life have to take this turn? What did fate have against me?
So... Tired...
The darkness began to claw at my vision, gingerly I laid my head down mere inches from the face of the corpse of my dead mate. He was the las image I saw as I slowly allowed the darkness to engulf me, I slipped into the beyond.
The breath, came back to me in a loud gasp, My pale eyes, opened taking the face of my mate.
No..
Why was I left alive? I rolled onto my underbelly, a raw sering pain erupted from the area where the wound that shold have killed me lay. Gritting my teeth i sat up, looking angrily towards the angry red line.
It has healed?
My thoughts were slow and simple, my mind still clouded with the fog of death. I could not make sense of my situation.
Surly the wound was fatal, and yet....
I held up a single paw, and flexed it, my movements were fine, and I crinkled my brow,
What is going on?
His body caught my eye yet again at that moment, shakily I stood and padded over to his side, gingerly I laid my muzzle down on his side, inhaling his scent for one last time. He was so cold, I could not help but sob as the full reality of what had happened settled in my mind. My mate was gone, forever. We would never have pups, We would never be happy, die in our old age with many generations surrounding us. It was gone, gone all of my... our dreams were gone.
Humans...
It was them... them.. They... The would pay for his death. I would never forgive them, and I would never stop. Humans had to pay for his death.
CRACK!
My head shot up as a nearby twig broke. They were close. My face fell into a snarl as my ears laid flat back. I could hear their incoherent words close. My heart burned to attack and tear into them, but my body throbbed in all out hurt as the thought crossed my mind.
No.... Not Today...
I let out a low growl, I could not take on humans in this state. Reluctantly I licked my mates cheek and limped off deeper into the woods. The briars and nettles dug deeply into my skin as I passed. Sure It hurt, but I was fostering a deeper pain than any before. I would avenge my mate to the bitter end.
Why you want her/him: I fell in love with the design as i saw it, ya know, "love at first sight". I had the perfect story for him. I LOVE him! <3<3<3<3<3
I saw the link and couldn't help but see. Ever have those moments where you see an adoptable, or a toy, and images pop into your mind's eye? You see a story unfold like rushing water, you know you couldn't have created the story- 'it must be someone else's, right?' The responsibility after having that bonding moment is high! You feel as though if you don't take what calls to you no one else will be able to appretiate it like you do. But that's not true- what makes this different is that I know that if I'm not chosen to be this beautiful creations caretaker, someone else will also have a bond with him.
Personality:Describe Yourself.
"Uhm . . .
Silent. I don't talk much to strangers. Also, I prefer to keep on the background, not to let other show my feelings. It's pretty hard for me. Also, if I do talk to strangers, I'm most of the time shy, and withdrawn, and I hesistate much. I don't know what to say. My heart starts beating, raging, and I feel I'm getting hot. I'm just very shy.
Stubborn. If you know me, you should also know I'm stubborn. I won't do anything I don't want to. My refuge is my last and strongest way to let others know I'm not in for something. Though, sometimes others don't get it however, and then I'm getting mad. You know, biting, fighting, etc. I'm stubborn like a mule. I'll plant my hooves paws in the ground and will not move an inch. My friends knovw it's over then, and they'll leave me alone.
Friendly. Most call me friendly, because my shy and curious behaviour. I'm not very quickly angry, or sad, or disappointed, and I always see the good sides of people. And if I don't, I always try to. Because I know I'm not getting very far with fighting, or with not letting anyone enter my mind. Best friends? No, I don't have any best friends. Maybe because I don't want to, maybe because they don't want to, maybe because I'm stubborn... I don't know. But friends don't last forever, and I'm the one who should know.
Adventurous. I like to explore, to find out new things. Yes, you can say I'm curious, and I do say I am. I will never refuse to come with anyone on an adventure. Also, I know I shouldn't go alone, but sometimes... No one will join me. Tracking is my favourite hobby. Tracking things like deers, or humans, or even other wolves... Through mountains, valleys, over meadows, plains... I love it. It makes me feel happy."
You can really tell i want to win.
