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[Mavric]

Username:
Mavric

number of Pup:
4

Name:
Delilah

Gender:
Female

Age:
2

Number of tails:
5

History:
Delilah grew up just like any pup in the pack, young and strong. She was always the silent one sitting in the shadows with her companion Maz the red and black wolken. She was helpful in any way that she could be and strove to better the pack in any way she could. The other young cubs found it fun to pounce on her and rip into her young pelt, attacking in packs and never allowing it to be a fair fight, for they learned the hard way that Delilah could fight very well
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Story:
It was a dreary morning, the sky was nothing more than a ugly shade of grey, but young Delilah loved it. At this time she was 4 moons old, and old enough to scout around without the ever watchful eyes of her parents. She was on resting peacefully when a small ball of fluff fell from the willow tree that she was resting under. She pawed at it curiously and to her surprise it moved, Delilah yelped and jumped backwards not knowing if this thing had poisonous fangs or razor sharp claws. The little black ball of fluff uncurled itself, Delilah found herself looking into a pair of scarlet eyes. The little creature stood up and shook itself, Delilah smiled it was cute! The creature was a young wolken, and this one was the size of a kitten.
"Hello!" Said Delilah warmly "I'm Delilah, what's your name?" The wolken puffed out its chest trying to make itself look bigger and more fearce, but only made himself look even more cute.
"My name is Maz. I am a fearce warrior and I have no time to play silly games with pups!" She laughed at him. The more he tried to look fearce and powerful the more cuddily and cute he became.
"Well then fearce warrior " she snorted "what are your duties to your pack?" He straitened himself and began to speak but he relized that he didn't have any duties at all... everyone told him that he was too young and too small. "I am... umm... the... yea I got nothin' hey are you a warrior?" Delilah laughed
"No! I'm too young. Or so they say... but when I'm big Imma gonna show em how good of a warrior I can be!" She paused for a moment thinking, and then it hit her "Hey! Why don't we train together so that when we are big we know how to fight already!" Maz loved the idea and agreed instantly.
And so goes the tale of a young T.O.S. pup and a young wolken...

Likes:
~ the cold
~ darkness
~ Playing with Maz
~ Fighting
~ wind in her fur
~ howling
~ water
~ Annoying Maz

Dislikes:
~ Hot Days
~ When Maz sleeps too much
~ Loud noises
~ the pack of other pups
~ losing
~ Too many others around her
~ When Maz disappears
~ When it is too bright outside

Companion:
A cat sized wolken named Maz


Art:


(My form <3333 oh my goodness she is too cute I really hope I win... though I have never won any compatitions like these before ;'( I have the worse luck EVER! good luck to everyone else and woo I am babbleing on and on and on now BYE!)

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Great form! Thanks for entering!

[Mavric]

Thankyou ♥ she is so purdy ♥

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No problem (: Off to go update the first post

[Xanga]

just wanted to say i love the art.

[Comet101]

I wonder where my form went, I edited it and then...or do the moderators have to check it? LOL I don't like to read a lot xD Let's hope it wasn't deleted o.O

[Mavric]

Thankyou ♥ I have the lines up for anyone to use(without that many tail and no wolken) if you would like to use it :3

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JUDGING FOR PUP 2 HAS BEGUN!

[Unashamed]

Username: Fiction Author
Number of Pup: The absolutely amazing number one, please!
Name: Kaya
Gender: Female
Age: One human year (which means she'd be about seven in dog years, right?)
Number of tails: Five?
History: Kaya was born in a small litter of four pups. She was the middle pup, but she was the largest of them, which made others make fun of her. She hated it. She usually ignored them, but one day she did the opposite. Another wolf, who's name was Crane, was taunting her, as usual, and she pounced on him. Now, usually, he would have been able to attack a wolf smaller than he, but Kaya kept him down easily. Her claws dug in deep, and made him yelp in pain, "Get off me!"
Kaya leaped off the larger wolf, and as soon as she turned her back on him, she was pinned to the ground.
"Thought you had me there, didn't ya?" Crane hissed in her ear. "Well, we'll just see who the stronger one is, now won't we?"
Kaya's anger grew and grew, until her face grew red. Crane bit her in the neck and threw her across the clearing. She stood up and faced him. "Guess we will," she answered the wolfs' earlier question. Kaya jumped him and took hold of his neck, preparing to crush it. Then out of nowhere the Alpha wolf, Andre, appeared. He barked a loud, clear bark. Kaya jumped at the sound, almost frightened.
"What is the meaning of this?" Andre demanded of the two wolves.
"She started it!" Crane accused Kaya, turning his head in her direction with a nasty look in his eyes.
Kaya turned and ran to the mountains, far away from the taunting voices of her pack. She was later found by Andre and forced to return home. When she got there, she had to do something she had never done before--fight a caber-toothed tiger.
Story?:

The Fight Of Her Life

Kaya was in the clearing of a meadow, facing a giant caber-toothed tiger. The two animals circled, staring into each others eyes, searching for any fear--neither of them found any.
Kaya suddenly pounced on him, taring at his skin with her ever-growing fangs. The tiger roared with pain, and threw her to the ground.
Kaya quickly recovered herself from the impact, and prepared herself for the on-coming attack from her opponent.
The tiger bared his teeth, the fangs becoming even more noticeable. "Go ahead," Kaya said. "Get me."
The tiger sprang for her, and Kaya realised she was taking somewhat of a risk. She hunched down, and seconds later the tiger was right above her. She rolled a few inches away, and let the tiger fall to the ground.
Before the larger creature could recover, she sprang onto his back. She clawed and bit away at his neck, trying to cut off it's breathing. Finally, after what seemed to be hours of struggling to stay on the tigers' back, it dropped beneath her--dead. She had killed the tiger.
She backed away a couple steps and suddenly her whole pack had made a semi-circle around her, gaping at the dead tiger. Andre, the pack's Alpha, walked up to the caber-toothed tiger, and stood facing the crowd. "Kaya has won the fight. She is now a full-fledged member of the Titans Of Scaralet," he announced.
A couple days later, she was presented with a necklace. It had the two fangs of the caber-toothed tiger dangling in the middle. She wore it with pride.
Ever since the day she slayed the great beast, no one ever teased her again. Instead she was respected among her pack, for being the best fighter (except for Andre, of course) of them all.
Companion: WIP
Art: WIP