[Salamandaa]

Name: Darren meaning 'brave'
Gender: Male


Trainer information;
Team; new trainer, awaiting her first.
Gender; female
Name; Dre

Capture story;
"Thanks mom" the slightly annoyed trainer said as she walked out of the door of her house, before being stopped once again by her mother. She cringed. "Be back at 9:00 sharp, no later." she said, waving her wooden spoon (currently being used to make a cake) like a wand in the air. "Okay mom" she said quickly, closing the door behind her before she had time to say anything else. Finally being out of supervision of her highly protective mother, she enjoyed the time she had alone.
"Fear-fear-Fearow" was the call that rang the forest as Dre's shoes shifted the leaves under her feet. Her bag knocked against her legs as she walked, making it difficult to walk quietly. She had poffins, Oran berries, and a honey sandwich her mom had made her- but no poke balls containing Pokemon. Yes, she was a new trainer. "Fearow!" came the rigid call again, though it was probably only a trainers Pokemon. She was only a few yards away from the community of houses. Settling down and opening her knapsack, she pulled out the honey sandwich, smacking her lips as she began to take the first bite. All until that peck, that is. A Fearow, no bigger than her while sitting down, was pecking away at her sandwich. (She dropped it when the Fearow started pecking at her hands). Instead of taking action and snatching it back, she watched the Fearow with pure awe. She had never seen a Pokemon up close and in person before.
Digging in her bag for a camera, she suddenly heard the strong beating of wings as the Pokemon took off. Drat. Feeling slightly disappointed, and it being 8:37, she started back home. Only to be stopped by the strong beating of wings once again. The Fearow had come back, pecking at the crumbs it had left, but it looked up; tilted it's head and stepped closer. "Hello..?" The trainer said, getting to the Fearows height as she extended a shaking hand to the Fearow. "Hello!" It chirped rather happily, extending its wing towards the trainer without hesitance. "What brings you here trainer? You seem a little lost, what's your name?" He asked politely, Dre shaking his wing gently.
"I'm Dre, you scared me a bit. No, I'm not lost. Just taking a stroll" she took the chance to let the Fearows appearance sink into her brain. "Oh, we'll, I'm Darren. Pleased to meet you." He said, taking a bow. For a Fearow, he is well mannered, she thought. "Where are your Pokemon?" He suddenly asked, taking a peer behind her. "I don't exactly have any" she murmured. "What luck!" The Pokemon trilled, "I've been looking for a nice place to call home." He said, ruffling his feathers in excitement. Dre, shocked at the news, replied hesitantly. "Are, are you sure?" She said, pulling out a empty pokeball from her pocket. "Sure! As long as you don't keep me in that thing" he said, poking a talon at it. "Okay, I promise you'll go in for a few seconds and you'll be let out immediately." She said clicking the pokeball on his head gently, then click. He was caught. Dre, true to her promise, let the Fearow out as the pokeball rocked back and forth, waiting for release. She let him out, the Fearow and Dre walking home in silence together.

Personality:
Darren's personality, as presented above, is very well-mannered, polite, and curious. Though he may ask personal questions, he quickly hopes he can take the words back right after he says them. Though he is very polite, he can let out a rude remark cross his beak if you annoy him, though this is rarely. Overall, he is someone you would love to meet, even if he pretty nice for a Fearow.

Why do I want this Pokemon?;
Why do I want this Pokemon? Well, look at him! The way you drew him, it looks like you've already formed a character for me and I just built off of that. I'd be honored to own,but as everyone else entering, in sure they would to. So so by all means, if that owner is not me, choose the best one! Another reason I'd like to guy is to be my starter, my buddy and pal while exploring. And, also, he looks so chicken like- reminding me of my deceased chicken who died last year, and he was very well mannered just as this Fearow is.

[Novi]

Username: PhantomETC
Trainer Name: Rafaela "Raff" Jones
Trainer Reference: drawn + designed by me (PhantomETC)
Trainer's Team: { Memphis - ♀ - Herdier | Alain - ♂ - Ninetales | Irezumi - ♂ - Noivern | Kris - ♂ - Poliwag }
Name: Zippora, meaning "bird" in Hebrew.
Gender: Female
Nature: Sassy
Characteristic: Quick-tempered
Level: 32
Capture Story:

Raff sighed heavily as she trudged through the tall grass. So far, she'd seen no Pokémon all day! It was starting to get dreadfully boring, as she had nothing better to do with her time than to search for another member to add to her team. But now, it seemed as if Lady Luck was against her.
She stopped near a tree and leaned against it, giving another breathy sigh. Raff looked in her knapsack and plucked a random, occupied Pokéball. She observed it calmly, turning it in her hands a few times before sending out...
...A sour-faced Noivern, who didn't look all that pleased to be coming out of his Pokéball.
Raff smiled at her Pokémon softly and looked around quietly, leaning her head against the tree and closing her eyes. She heard the large dragon-type shuffle towards her, and felt a talon prod her in the forehead. The girl opened her eyes immediately to see yellow eyes glowering into her, and she smiled tiredly. "Yeah, Ire?"
'Ire' glared at her once more before grumbling, "One - that's not my name. And two - did you call me out just so I could keep you company or something?"
Raff stood straight and nodded, a small grin noticeable on her face.
Irezumi scowled and opened his mouth to growl something, but a Pecha berry that fell from the sky and bonked him on the head silenced the Noivern. Raff couldn't help but to be utterly amused by this, and burst out laughing. She looked up for the source of the berry, despite her Pokémon's death glare aimed at her, and gasped when she found it.
A little ways above them, perched pleasantly on a tree branch, was a Fearow.
"Irezumi," Raff whispered, looking up at the bird Pokémon. "Do you see that?"
Irezumi looked up and groaned loudly, drawing both his trainer and the Fearow's attention. "Great," he spat distastefully. "A stupid bird. Why do we always find-"
BONK!
Another berry fell on his head. Irezumi scowled and looked up at the Fearow, who returned his glare. "Hey!" he called. "What's the big idea? Why are you doing that?"
"Now, now, you listen 'ere," the Fearow said in a heavily accented voice. "Oi'm jus' tryin' t' get me a decent meal, an' youse seem t' fink it's a rather good idea t' call me stupid. Listen 'ere, oi didn't do nofin' t' youse, now, did oi? T'was an accident th' first time, but then youse find it all right an' good t' insult me." She then huffed and turned her gaze towards Raff. "Now, now, is 'at yer Poképet, then? Better keep 'im on a leash 'r somefin'. It'd be in ev'ryone's best interest, y'know?"
By now, Irezumi was seething with rage, but Raff was curious. "I understand it was an accident, and I apologize for Irezumi's temper. He's a real hothead, I know."
The Noivern shot his trainer a glare while the Fearow tilted her head to the side and hopped down to a lower branch, still out of their reach. "Youse a trainer, right?" she said quietly. "Oi ain't never seen one o' youse up close before. Normally, none o' youse don't 'ave yer precious time t' waste tryin' to catch a Fearow like me."
"I can see why," Irezumi grumbled, but was silenced with a quick elbow to the side, courtesy of Raff.
"Have you ever considered joining a trainer?" the young girl asked, looking up at the Fearow.
Both Pokémon were taken aback by this, but the Fearow was quicker to speak than Irezumi. "Yes, yes, oi figured oi'd be all right and good wif it," she said, ruffling her wings. "Oi jus' thought no one would want a Fearow - trainers tend t' overlook Pokémon 'at ain't attractive, y'know?"
Raff smiled. "I find you attractive."
The Fearow blinked, hopping down another branch. "You don't mean..."
"I do," Raff beamed, much to Irezumi's dismay. "Would you like to join us? We'd be honored to have you on our team."
The Fearow hopped down once more, now on the ground in front of the girl and her Pokémon. "Oi... Oi fink oi'd like 'at," she said quietly.
Raff grinned and rolled a Pokéball towards the Fearow. "Welcome to the team - er, what's your name?"
"Zippora," the Fearow said, eyes glimmering with excitement. "My name's Zippora." And with that, she prodded the button on the Pokéball with her beak.
The ball shook once....
Twice....
Click.

[Crocodyl]

Name: Darren meaning 'brave'
Gender: Male


Trainer information;
Team; new trainer, awaiting her first.
Gender; female
Name; Dre

Capture story;
"Thanks mom" the slightly annoyed trainer said as she walked out of the door of her house, before being stopped once again by her mother. She cringed. "Be back at 9:00 sharp, no later." she said, waving her wooden spoon (currently being used to make a cake) like a wand in the air. "Okay mom" she said quickly, closing the door behind her before she had time to say anything else. Finally being out of supervision of her highly protective mother, she enjoyed the time she had alone.
"Fear-fear-Fearow" was the call that rang the forest as Dre's shoes shifted the leaves under her feet. Her bag knocked against her legs as she walked, making it difficult to walk quietly. She had poffins, Oran berries, and a honey sandwich her mom had made her- but no poke balls containing Pokemon. Yes, she was a new trainer. "Fearow!" came the rigid call again, though it was probably only a trainers Pokemon. She was only a few yards away from the community of houses. Settling down and opening her knapsack, she pulled out the honey sandwich, smacking her lips as she began to take the first bite. All until that peck, that is. A Fearow, no bigger than her while sitting down, was pecking away at her sandwich. (She dropped it when the Fearow started pecking at her hands). Instead of taking action and snatching it back, she watched the Fearow with pure awe. She had never seen a Pokemon up close and in person before.
Digging in her bag for a camera, she suddenly heard the strong beating of wings as the Pokemon took off. Drat. Feeling slightly disappointed, and it being 8:37, she started back home. Only to be stopped by the strong beating of wings once again. The Fearow had come back, pecking at the crumbs it had left, but it looked up; tilted it's head and stepped closer. "Hello..?" The trainer said, getting to the Fearows height as she extended a shaking hand to the Fearow. "Hello!" It chirped rather happily, extending its wing towards the trainer without hesitance. "What brings you here trainer? You seem a little lost, what's your name?" He asked politely, Dre shaking his wing gently.
"I'm Dre, you scared me a bit. No, I'm not lost. Just taking a stroll" she took the chance to let the Fearows appearance sink into her brain. "Oh, we'll, I'm Darren. Pleased to meet you." He said, taking a bow. For a Fearow, he is well mannered, she thought. "Where are your Pokemon?" He suddenly asked, taking a peer behind her. "I don't exactly have any" she murmured. "What luck!" The Pokemon trilled, "I've been looking for a nice place to call home." He said, ruffling his feathers in excitement. Dre, shocked at the news, replied hesitantly. "Are, are you sure?" She said, pulling out a empty pokeball from her pocket. "Sure! As long as you don't keep me in that thing" he said, poking a talon at it. "Okay, I promise you'll go in for a few seconds and you'll be let out immediately." She said clicking the pokeball on his head gently, then click. He was caught. Dre, true to her promise, let the Fearow out as the pokeball rocked back and forth, waiting for release. She let him out, the Fearow and Dre walking home in silence together.

Personality:
Darren's personality, as presented above, is very well-mannered, polite, and curious. Though he may ask personal questions, he quickly hopes he can take the words back right after he says them. Though he is very polite, he can let out a rude remark cross his beak if you annoy him, though this is rarely. Overall, he is someone you would love to meet, even if he pretty nice for a Fearow.

Why do I want this Pokemon?;
Why do I want this Pokemon? Well, look at him! The way you drew him, it looks like you've already formed a character for me and I just built off of that. I'd be honored to own,but as everyone else entering, in sure they would to. So so by all means, if that owner is not me, choose the best one! Another reason I'd like to guy is to be my starter, my buddy and pal while exploring. And, also, he looks so chicken like- reminding me of my deceased chicken who died last year, and he was very well mannered just as this Fearow is.

[A Chicken]

Username -
A Chicken


Fearow's Information

Name -
Gender -
Male



Trainer Information

Name -
Ricky Tomestone
Gender -
Male
Appearance -
Boop (Still a wip)
Personalty -
About Ricky -

really really big wip<33 ;w;

[Salamandaa]

Bump.
I'm setting the end date to this Sunday, the 20th.
Let me know if it doesn't give you enough time, so that I can change it.

[Novi]

Bump? c:

[Crocodyl]

Thank you so much! Darren will be loved greatly, I'm honored to welcome him into my team.

[Salamandaa]

Sorry for the delay.
Ughhh its such a bad habit of mine >-<