[sodafarts]

Hurr hurr, sorry it took so long!!! I have been positively LOADED with homework XC

[Emma-Chan]

IF ITS NOT FILLED OUT IM WORKING ON IT PLEASE ALOW ME SOME TIME ITS BEEN BUSY FOR ME

Username: ~*kitsunea*~
Pup Number (or parent): pup #6
Art:
Story:
History:
Pup Name:Jasper
Theme Song: Evenessence- I must Be Dreaming
Personality:
Likes/ Dislikes:
Extra: (not required)

[Beautifuldayz]

Username: Liz-hip
Pup Number (or parent):#7
Art:
Story:
History: Keba was always a trouble maker along with his brothers and sisters. He loved to dig and wrestle with his brothers. He was always running, but running without a place to go. He normally ran under the older wolves and sometimes didn't pay attention an ran into trees. A few times he also made a few elders trip and fall cuz of how fast he would run around them. He became a great worrier and was quickly bumped up in rank. He's the fastest and most powerful fighter in his division. He's also great at hunting.
Pup Name:Keba
Theme Song: These tables are numbered for a reason-Panic at the disco
Extra: he wears feathers in his ear and wears worrier leather in his main(<sorry if i spell it wrong) on his front leg and back left leg, and beads. he is a muscular wolf. he is loyal kind and mysterious at times.

[CherryBlossom4]

Username:CherryBlossom4
Pup Number (or parent):mom
Art: mom-
Story: I'm really not good at these,I can never come up with anything good D':
History:^^^^^^^
Pup Name:Katsumi
Theme Song:(required XD)
Extra:

WIP!

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

Username: ~*Waffletastic!*~
Pup Number (or parent): 4 please
Art: coming up!
Story:
It was a boring day for Syra. Her brothers had gone with her father to do hunting lessons, and she was left to hang. Around her mother.
It wasn't like Syra didn't like spending time with her, but she would much rather be outside with her friends romping around her other sisters weren't around either, they were asleep in a pile over In the corner.
History: Syra was born into a loving family, born and raised in a happy environment with many brothers and sisters. She was always a happy, and rather curious little pup, and usually somehow got herself into mischief.
she has been seen running into random trees, bumping into her elder pack members, and regularly not paying attention much.

she herself is sweet and funny, and loves to romp around with her brothers.
but Syra can be a bit headstrong at times,
she is known to talk back to higher authorities, get in trouble for having what she thinks is just fun, and not following orders,
she is quite her own person xD
Pup Name: Syra
Theme Song: Shake it out, Florence+the Machine
Extra: Thank you so much! :3

WIP

[king_bear]

U s e r n a m e : :
Cheshire. (the dot does belong there C:)
P u p / P a r e n t : :
Daddy C:
F u l l n a m e : :
Dethor of Rogun
N i c k n a m e ( s ) : :
Dethor, Thor.
A g e : :
About six years old
G e n d e r : :
Brute, of course
P e r s o n a l i t y : :
Dethor's personality is not what you would been thinking of it, in first instance. He's rather fluffy, but seems to be dangerous, as he is pretty big. Dethor is nothing like that. A nice friend would be the best description of him.

Dethor is a large, fluffy friend, if you know him well. His shyness makes some avoid him, as they don't like it. Yes, Dethor is quite shy. He would rather hang around with his family, than with unknowns. Making friends is not his strongest point. He is not weak, though. Some may think that, because he doesn't show up often. But, when necessary, as in fights, or other danger, Dethor will always be there for the ones who need him.

Dethor is very strong, very powerful. He is muscled, but it's not visible under his thick coat. He uses his muscles often, likes to run, to climb, to train himself to become stronger, bigger, more powerful. Dethor's parents always pushed him to do these things, and he got used to it. Someway, he even likes it.

Dethor loves young puppies. He loves to see them play, run, even sleep. His biggest dream is also that he could start a family of his own. He has one now, but he knows the puppies will not stay very long with them. They are going their own way, and he pities that.

Next to all these pretty good things, Dethor also has a few weaknesses. He can't handle violence. Violence makes him angry, agressive, violent. Attacking others? No way, if Dethor is around. He will go mad, will fight, sometimes even kill. There should be no fighting around him.

He is also a bit dictator-like. He is an alpha, always been, and that is seen from his leadership. His way of leadership. The most important thing the other wolves in his pack should be doing is preparing. For what? For battle, for disasters, for life. Everything. Prepare themselves mentally, that's what they should be doing, if he gets them that far. Most of the time not.

Dethor's life has made him to what he is. His fluffyness, his friendlyness, but also his harshness and his anger. Dethor has not had an easy past, but he has found a way to live with that. But sometimes, the anger, the fear, the tears have to get out. And then, at these moments, he'll need a friendly shoulder to cry out on, to rest on. Dethor admires his friends, he likes to keep his bonds how they are. And that makes him really strong.
H i s t o r y : :
Dethor's parents were very strict, and very harsh to Dethor and his brother, Markor. They 'trained' their puppies to be good warriors in fights, as they thought that that was very important. Dethor really liked his brother. Markor was older, and more experienced, and always had to tell Dethor stories about how it could be, about wars, about everything. Dethor loved to spend time with Markor, to listen to his stories, to learn. Though, their parents always jumped in between, as they didn't wanted Markor to 'spoil' Dethor. His parents didn't liked Markor at all, and eventually, after Markor came into a fight with the Alpha, and killed him, they abandoned Markor from the pack. Dethor's father became alpha, which Dethor really pitied, and their rules became even more harsh and strict.
Dethor was pushed away.

While Dethor grew up, he learned to live with his parents' suppression, and dealed with it. Then, one day, a messenger came by, with the message that Markor had pushed himself in a fight again, and was defeated. Dethor's best friend and brother was dead.
While they moaned (well, he moaned, his parents didn't care) for Markor, Dethor decided it couldn't go on like this. His parents would abandon him eventually also, and leave him to die. He escaped, sneaked away in one night and lived on his own.

He still tries to deal with the loss of his brother, with the harsh rules his parents drove him to, and with himself.
C r u s h : :
None
M a t e : :
On the picture C: I'd like to know who gets her.
P u p s : :
On the picture.
L i k e s : :
- Puppies.
- Training himself
- Remembering Markor, return memories
- Silence, calmness
- Water
- The colours blue and grey
D i s l i k e s : :
- Crowds, etc.
- Unknown wolves
- Death
- His parents
- His ranking, he thinks he doesn't deserve it
- His past
F e a r s / P h o b i a s : :
- Darkness, loss, death
- His puppies leaving
A r t : :
Will come soon C:
S t o r y : :
His paws rushed over the dead leaves. A calm pace, yes, that was what he needed. As he slowed down, Dethor looked back. Apparently he'd lost them. He swished his head in his neck, and howled loudly, making them know he was still there. Making them know they should come, if they wanted to have him.

An angry roar from the left. A snarl from the right. A swishing paw, nails exeeded, from behind. Dethor flinched slightly, swinging his tail from the right to the left.

'Are you afraid? Come on. Show me.'

He growled, his voice low, and his teeth visible. The first one jumped, Dethor jumped aside and watched the brown wolf fall. It stood up, and joined his brothers again. The second one. A leap, his teeth in Dethor's neck, his breath in Dethor's ear. He pushed him to the ground, and digged his sharp teeth in the wolf's neck. A yelp, before the wolf returned to his paws and ran off, disappearing in the woods. One done, three to go.

A yelp from behind. 'Dethor! Wait!' He recognized that voice. Dethor didn't wanted to turn around, but his instinct told him to. The scene in front of him made him keep his breath.

'No!'

The young fae, there, in between two bastard-looking wolves. No... She couldn't be captured! She was supposed to be free... With him. Not there, between two hybrids. A yelp from surprise escaped from his mouth as the three behind him jumped upon him, pushing him to the ground. Dethor was a good fighter, but three at the same time? That was even for him too much. 'Don't hurt him, please.' Her voice sounded afraid, trying to protect these she loved.

At the point Dethor decided to jump on his legs, then run to her, fight the two hybrids and get away, together, a voice cut through the air. 'You didn't think that you'd get away with that, hmm?' Dethor knew that voice. He frowned. Now it was certain that he wouldn't get away with that escape. Six wolves? They'd both be killed.

'What do you want?'

He snarled, trying to stand up, but pushed down by the three wolves upon him. 'Well, well, well. You're really determined to get away from here, right? With her, of course.' The voice said. Dethor remembered it, but wasn't sure from who it was. It was from someone close, someone well-known.

'Who are you?'

An evil laugh sounded up, and the brown wolf stepped out of the shadows. Dark brown, with lighter circles over his coat. No... That couldn't be...
'Dethor, don't you remember your own brother anymore?'
T h e m e S o n g : :
That one C:, because I think it fits him. His personality matches (I think) with that song.
A d d - o n s : :
He'll get a necklace from me. Nothing more.
O t h e r : :
No

[sodafarts]

Yay! I'm glad other people like them!!! CX

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

^^ so when do ya think that your gonna decide owners, Peacheh? :3

[sodafarts]

Hmmmm, no rush, defenitly! For now, the end date is March 22nd, but I will probably extend that :3

[~*Waffletastic!*~]

oh okay ^^ and we can't use editables right? or can we xD xD