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Wistreya

Postby monochrome. » Tue Jul 22, 2014 2:21 am

Winter/snow themed TZL.
To adopt make up your own form including the TZL's name, gender, personality and history (include something in its history involving winter.)

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Re: Adopt Me!

Postby Rising Sun » Wed Jul 23, 2014 4:22 pm

remember to switch up the tzls, no two should look similar! You made one almost the same as this one a while back, so keep styles fresh and new each time :) :thumbup:
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Re: Adopt Me!

Postby Roswell The Opossum » Wed Jul 23, 2014 5:35 pm

name, gender, personality and history
Username: rubyrose11
TZL Name: Wistreya
Gender: female
Personality: Wistreya is a quiet, playful, strong hearted TZL. She loves the cold of the ice and the crisp of the wind. Her favorite colors are red and blue, representing the battle of fire and ice.
History: Wistreya started as a runt cub, thus resulting in her abandonment by her mother. She was left to fend for herself in the cold of their icy Alaskan home. Most abandoned runts don't survive, but Wistreya was different. She had a will to survive, and the ice on her side. After her mother left her completely alone in the ice, the cub struggled to gain her footing and, once accomplished, she watched the snowflakes fall and followed their path. The snow lead her to an opening in the forest where trees were scarce, yet the ones that encircled the clearing covered the sky, preventing the fall of snow. The only thing she found in the clearing were two feathers, one red and one blue. She tied them to her tail to represent her fight to live. Red for the fire in the pain or abandonment, blue for the ice that led her way to her survival. Wistreya still wears those feathers to show the truth in the past. Now Wistreya lives her life out of the clearing and in her
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Re: Adopt Me!

Postby PierceTheSirenz » Wed Jul 23, 2014 5:49 pm

Username: BeanieBoo

Name: Kello
Gender: Female
Personality: Likes people but is very blunt. She's a warrior snow leopard that is a little feisty and likes to fight. Has fun with balls of yarn and is one of her many distracts. She is a very nice leopard but if somebody gets on her bad side you might wanna step back. Little but mighty is her thing she is ready for anything and has eyes on the back of her head.

History: She was born in Antarctica and her parents names were Keeli And Jake. They liked to hunt but Kello did much more! 2 years later Kello was in trouble she had lost her parents and had no food or water at all. She didn't know how she did it but she was in a forest somewhere she didn't know where she was or where her mother or father were. She sighed as she wiped a tear off her face. Suddenly
she smelled something.... a scent! A scent!!!! She smelled her parents and she smiled with glee! She ran as fast as she could and when she got near them she knocked them over with hugs and warm licks! She was so happy :)

This is my first one so sorry if it's bad DX :)
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Re: Adopt Me!

Postby landofmakebelieve » Fri Jul 25, 2014 3:47 am

    Username: Sharples & Molly
    Name: Reshkomannan (Reesh-kom-ay-nane)
    Gender: F
    Age: 6
    Personality: I am gentle and quite small. I find myself quite warm hearted; example; Say I see an abandoned cub. I would do my best to raise it as my own. I have done this many times before; five or six times maybe. But all of them leave me when I tell them I'm not their real mother... I have never had a mate, but I would like to settle down and have a pride of my own.
    History/Story: I came from a very basic pride. I loved every last member of my pride. My father and I were always closest, though. He taught me to hold my head high and to be proud of the elegant but dangerous creature I was. He taught me to do things for myself, because not everybody would be there for me my whole life. I soon learned the ways of my father, and soon caught on to his ways; calm, easy going, and gentle, but tough and dangerous when need be. I hoped to forever live with my father... but then a terrible decease wiped out the entire pride but my father and I. He decided to take my to a place high in the mountains, where the decease was not contractible. But before we left he caught the decease, and died halfway up the mountain. I laid there with his dead body for many days, until the sight of him made me want to be sick. I left his carcass covered in sticks so the scavenger animals could not gouge his eyes out. I moved up the mountain and found this very cave that I live in today. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of my father, for every time I use one of the skills he taught me, I think way back, to my days of happiness. So there you have it. That his how I came to live and hunt on this frigidly cold and snowy mountain side.
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Re: Adopt Me!

Postby monochrome. » Sat Jul 26, 2014 6:18 am

Rising Sun wrote:remember to switch up the tzls, no two should look similar! You made one almost the same as this one a while back, so keep styles fresh and new each time :) :thumbup:

Okay, sorry about that!

rubyrose11 wrote:name, gender, personality and history
Username: rubyrose11
TZL Name: Wistreya
Gender: female
Personality: Wistreya is a quiet, playful, strong hearted TZL. She loves the cold of the ice and the crisp of the wind. Her favorite colors are red and blue, representing the battle of fire and ice.
History: Wistreya started as a runt cub, thus resulting in her abandonment by her mother. She was left to fend for herself in the cold of their icy Alaskan home. Most abandoned runts don't survive, but Wistreya was different. She had a will to survive, and the ice on her side. After her mother left her completely alone in the ice, the cub struggled to gain her footing and, once accomplished, she watched the snowflakes fall and followed their path. The snow lead her to an opening in the forest where trees were scarce, yet the ones that encircled the clearing covered the sky, preventing the fall of snow. The only thing she found in the clearing were two feathers, one red and one blue. She tied them to her tail to represent her fight to live. Red for the fire in the pain or abandonment, blue for the ice that led her way to her survival. Wistreya still wears those feathers to show the truth in the past. Now Wistreya lives her life out of the clearing and in her


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