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Titans Of Scaralet
Lines (c) unicorn9890
T.O.S.(c) ♥Grifflion-At-Heart♥
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Titans of Scaralet (Or T.O.S.) are very mysterious wolves. The females have five tails of any kind but all of the tail are the same except in color and/or design. The females also have hair that can be any color and any type. On the other hand, males have 3 different tails. The only thing similar about their tails is nothing really unless you use the same design on each tail. All males have manes to show off to the female during mating season. The largest and boldest titans have large majestic wings to carry them about and can be used as a weapon on the battle field. T.O.S.' have extremely large fangs and over time the tend to get bigger and bigger and over lap with their lower jaw. When pups are born they are rather small but get bigger and bigger every few days. Once a pup has reached maturity it must go into the arena and sleigh a saber toothed tiger. If the young adult is successful it gets to keep the tooth as a token and keep it around it's neck as a necklace. After the successful battle between the saber toothed tiger, the young adult gets to choose it own weapon and armor. T.O.S' also have their own companions. Those companions stay with them their whole lives.



All of these pups are up for adoption. This will not be a first come first serve. Please take the time to read the homepage of the T.O.S. species. You get to choose the gender, which means how many tails they will have.

Forms:

1.
Now owned by
Distant_Hybrid

2.
Now Owned by
Comet101

3.
Now owned by
☼Alone In The World☼




Feel free to decorate it,add, or remove things on your form.

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Number of Pup:
Name:
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Age:
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Rules/Helpful Info/Stuff
✘Begging,bribing, and whining is not tolerated here.
✘Your limit is 4
✘The only way to get a T.O.S. is wining one in a breeding by having the best form.
✘Please ask before breeding your T.O.S.
✘Titans can only breed once a month
✘Titans can only breed with their own species(Another Titan)
✘Please have my permission to have your T.O.S. participate in a rp
More to come!

[Distant_Hybrid]

Name ---Indiana
Nicknames ---Indy, to a select few
Breed ---Titan of Scarlet

Golden specks of dust danced around us, separating me from my opponent. The hot sun beat down menacingly on the blue-grey fur that covered my body, and I growled. His amber eyes suddenly furrowed, and he glared at me, with threatening hiss. Retractable claws protruding, his long, yellow fangs glinted in the sunlight, and his pink gums showed as he snarled.

This was my time. Today, I would be a Titan. I would make the others proud, and slay a Saber. Alas, that was easier said than done. And, as I stared into his hate filled irises, I could only hope that I would make it out alive.

With no warning at all, he suddenly began sprinting toward me. It was strange; mirror like almost, as I began running toward him. We would have collided, but as he sprang I ducked and slid under him. This battle would be something like a movie.

“You ruthless beast!” I snarled, my brown eyes expressing my anger. With a shake of his large, blocky head, he charged once again. This time knocking me down. As I fell, my hip was cut on a rock. Blood. So much blood. The liquid maroon oozed onto my paws as I stood.

Yes. That sounds about right.” He retaliated. Suddenly, he smiled. “But my name is Monster.”

“Very fitting.” I growled, lunging at him. I somehow managed to hook myself around his neck, and he shook wildly as my teeth sank into his scruff. Yowling, he clattered to the floor.

I seized the opportunity, and my teeth were in his neck, biting down on his jugular. Monster’s eyes darkened, and with all of his remaining strength he thrust himself upward. His two fangs forced themselves into the dirt as I dodged them.

“It’ll take more than that to kill me,” I barked angrily. With a battle cry, I sprang forward and knocked him down, head hitting the boulder beneath him.

We locked eyes one more time, and he died from the concussion that the rock had given him. Honestly, I felt guilty. He had died a timely death, but not an honorable one.

Nonetheless, his tooth was ripped out that day, and I wear it proudly upon my neck.



❤ Likes
---His companion, an Ocelot. Named Holly
---The sound of rushing water
---His Saber Tooth necklace
---Legends and lore
---The great land of Scarlet
☁ Dislikes
---The sound of an owl screeching
---The feeling of dirt under his claws
---Other calling him Indy, although he finds it cute when puppies call him that
---People touching his Saber necklace
---Others telling him that he's doing stuff wrong, and then correcting it. Incorrectly

Crush ---None yet, but it doesn't take much to please Indiana
Mate ---Same as above
Pups ---Continuing the bloodline? Sounds good, but with who?

History ---Dawn broke, and the stream trickled quietly down the bank as it wound its way through the mass of mangled tree roots. Over the summer, it had dwindled to a small creek, but was still a vital source for the Titans. A gleam of sunlight refracted off of the water’s surface and hit the birthing mother‘s, Leah’s, hazel eyes. With a whine, she shifted her hips into an open position.

Her sides heaved uncontrollably as her breath quickened. A squeal was heard, and there was suddenly a mass of black and white at her rear. Leah licked it repeatedly and nuzzled it to her belly, where it suckled. One after another, four puppies were now at her side, feeding.

She whimpered. One of the lumps was completely still, and it wasn’t feeding. Although this was her first time, she knew that she had birthed a still-born. Perhaps it had been the stress of leaving her pack, or even that she had an unhealthy diet. But either way, her little girl wouldn’t make it.

“Oh, my sweet babies. I love you all so much already, and you cannot even see me yet. You, little boy, are so strong,” she whispered, gesturing to the chocolate colored pup. “You will be called Vesuvius, after your cousin who has one so many fights, I can’t count.”

“And you, you’re so… Perfect. Your traditional green fur, why, you will look just like me. Oh! You just gave me a little howl, huh? Then I’ll call you Aroo. No, Ruiz. You will be Ruiz.”

“The last little buy. So beautiful, your grey and blue fur. Your father would have been impressed by you. Sigh, but he will never know. I left the pack, after arguing with the leader. I’m a renegade. Oh well. It think that I’ll call you Indiana. Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” Her hushed voice ended with a sob. “I’ll miss you all so much. I’ve known you for a few minutes, and I’m already so attached… Well, perhaps I’ll keep one of you. Vesuvius. Yes, I’ll keep you. You will grow the fastest and be the strongest, and will learn the food chain easily. I can feel it.”

“And you, baby girl. I’m so sorry you never got a chance to live; I was so looking forward to a daughter… Oh well. I’m sure that the Nobles needed a very special angel. Either way, you deserve a name. I will call you Brooke, after the stream bank that you were born on.”

The crunching of leaves were heard, and a silver dog was at the mouth of the clearing that Leah sat in. She gave him a smile and nodded.

“Are those the puppies?” His frightened voice seemed pressured and agitated.

“Yes, Oakley, they are.”

“Wow. They’re so beautiful, Leah.”

“They really are…. I’ve decided to keep the black one.”

“Which black one?”

“The um- alive one.”

“I’m sorry…”

Leah nodded and Oakley took the two pups into his mouth, walking to Rifle Pack.

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He raised the two as his own. Ruiz, the taller of the two, seemed blunt and uninterested, but strong and powerful. His brother was the exact opposite. Indiana was limber and cunning, but lacked strength.

In one of their training sessions, Oakley was kidnapped by Sniper Pack, an evil band of rogue wolves that bordered the forest. They knew not of the puppies, but took him for the sole reason of fun.

The brothers then separated, going their separate ways. Ruiz, later that month, was attacked by a full grown Saber and died. Indiana wound up at the Titans, and met his father.

Affiliation ---Titan

Personality ---Mechanical: Quiet and reserved, interested in how and why things work. Excellent skills with mechanical things. Risk-takers who they live for the moment. Usually interested in and talented at extreme sports. Uncomplicated in their desires. Loyal to their peers and to their internal value systems, but not overly concerned with respecting laws and rules if they get in the way of getting something done. Detached and analytical, they excel at finding solutions to practical problems.

Nurturing: Quiet, kind, and conscientious. Can be depended on to follow through. Usually puts the needs of others above their own needs. Stable and practical, they value security and traditions. Well-developed sense of space and function. Rich inner world of observations about people. Extremely perceptive of other's feelings. Interested in serving others.

Artistic: Quiet, serious, sensitive and kind. Do not like conflict, and not likely to do things which may generate conflict. Loyal and faithful. Extremely well-developed senses, and aesthetic appreciation for beauty. Not interested in leading or controlling others. Flexible and open-minded. Likely to be original and creative. Enjoy the present moment.

Protective: Quietly forceful, original, and sensitive. Tend to stick to things until they are done. Extremely intuitive about people, and concerned for their feelings. Well-developed value systems which they strictly adhere to. Well-respected for their perserverence in doing the right thing. Likely to be individualistic, rather than leading or following.

Idealistic: Quiet, reflective, and idealistic. Interested in serving humanity. Well-developed value system, which they strive to live in accordance with. Extremely loyal. Adaptable and laid-back unless a strongly-held value is threatened. Usually talented writers. Mentally quick, and able to see possibilities. Interested in understanding and helping people.

Other ---Theme song is here. It's "Shake it Out" by Florence and the Machine


---Here is the art. All of it is made by your's truly~



{{This one can be used as fan art for the winner of the oh-so-lovely number three. Sorry, but it can't be used as art on your form.}}



---And here's an animation I made of him. This is on Youtube, as the file isn't compatible here. I may or may not have spent 2 hours on it.

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Thanks for entering (:

[Distant_Hybrid]

No problem! :3 If you check my gallery, I made some TOS gift lines.

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Thanks for the Gift lines! I will add them to the main thread! (:

[Distant_Hybrid]

Thanks! I'll add you to color! (:

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Ok thanks! (:

[Unashamed]

Username: ☼Alone In The World☼
Number of Pup: The lovely number three
Name: Holly
Gender: Female
Age: Four years in dog years
Number of tails: Five
History: Holly was born an only child. Her parents loved her very much, and she loved them. The other pups liked her as well, and often asked her to hang around with them. As they each got older, they were taught to fight--to protect themselves against danger. When they were old enough--and strong enough--they each faced a caber-toothed tiger; some of them failed to kill their opponent, but most were successful; Holly was among them. WIP
Story?: WIP
Companion: A penguin named Parka
Art: WIP

[Distant_Hybrid]

H ha, your name is the same as my companions =^.^=

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Aha Thanks for entering again (: