[10ke]

alieny themed harmonia
their fur is slightly damp and sticky to the touch
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[average.]

His name is Zachariah.... But he isn't a normal harmonia. He was just a dull, gray tree like the one on his back. He was near the territory of a pack of wolves. A lone one just entered their territory. They were about to fight him to the death. The alpha gave a ferocious snarl and that made the lone wolf staggerback against the gray dull tree. The alpha gave a deep slash against the loner's shoulder. The lone wolf thought; i can't survive, I haven't had food for days, I am weak as a baby chick. and with that the alpha have a bite in the belly and the loner died, his spirit going into the tree; in which it formed Zachariah . Now, since he has the spirit of a lone wolf, he was very independent. I don't have time for any art :c

[Foxy The Pirate]

- all in his perspective-

Oh. Hello there, You want my name? I'm Jamenson. You want some background... Isn't this a bit nosey? Whatever. When I was a young pup, i had no clue what the word had in store much like everyone in that stage. But what the world did have for me was demise and horror. So I live close to a swamp, i have all my life. My fur has taken the toll from that as you can see. When i found some other pups, all I wanted to do was play and have some friends. That didn't exactly roll with mother nature. They talked to me a bit, then someone bumped into me. Them, being completely disgusted, yelled and began to make fun of me. I was beaten up and... well left there to wallow in my shame. I haven't seen anyone else since, other than awkwardly buying groceries. So, how does it feel being the first person I had the courage to talk to? Interesting huh? Well I'm not to fantastic as you can tell. Off to my home i go to nap.

Overall:
Personality : Awkward, open, shy, sleepy
Gender: Male
Name: Jamenson
Home:

[10ke]

- all in his perspective-

Oh. Hello there, You want my name? I'm Jamenson. You want some background... Isn't this a bit nosey? Whatever. When I was a young pup, i had no clue what the word had in store much like everyone in that stage. But what the world did have for me was demise and horror. So I live close to a swamp, i have all my life. My fur has taken the toll from that as you can see. When i found some other pups, all I wanted to do was play and have some friends. That didn't exactly roll with mother nature. They talked to me a bit, then someone bumped into me. Them, being completely disgusted, yelled and began to make fun of me. I was beaten up and... well left there to wallow in my shame. I haven't seen anyone else since, other than awkwardly buying groceries. So, how does it feel being the first person I had the courage to talk to? Interesting huh? Well I'm not to fantastic as you can tell. Off to my home i go to nap.

Overall:
Personality : Awkward, open, shy, sleepy
Gender: Male
Name: Jamenson
Home:

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