Username: pepsitwix
Pup Number: #3; but I just realized there is two number threes xD
Lovion Adoptable 3#
Base color Mustard Yellow. Deep brown for ear innards. Black nose.
Eye color: Neon Green.
Tail Type: Common.
Ear Type: uncommon
Name: Zayev
Gender: Male
Personality: Zayev is very Brave, courageous, and loyal. sometimes, he can also be a bit full of himself. Through his Rough-and-Tough self, he can actually be very sweet, kind, and loving. he loves his Brothers, Sisters, and parents very much, even though they can be annoying.
Favorite Food: He
loves any type of meat, but his favorite is Sheep and lamb.
Least favorite Food: Any type of veggie.
Favorite Activity: Play Fighting; Showing off.
Least Favorite Activity: Cleaning his Den.
History: Zayev Lived a pretty normal life. Until, He got
really angry at his Parents, who thought he hurt his sister on purpose and for no reason, but he really didn't. he was just play fighting. They Made him clean out
all the bedding. Well, he got angry and wandered off into the woods. (See the story for the rest)
Art?: (Optional)
Story: (Must be at least one paragraph long)
Zayev stormed off into the dark, dense forest. "Why does
she always get everything she wants!!" He muttered. "She is just little miss perfect. Everyone loves her! She is always the best, no matter what! I do so much better than her, and nobody even notices!" His heavy paws hit the ground, flowing into a steady rhythm. A light, shallow rain began to fall, and Zayev knew he needed to find shelter soon. Before he knew it, it was pouring. He ran through muddy puddles, and he ran into a nearby cave. "wait, where am I?" He gasped. He had never been to this part of his Territory before! Was he even in his territory anymore? He didn't know. A brisk wind swept over his fur like a wave. He shivered. Soon, he drifted into a deep sleep.
When he awoke, Zayev was not in the cave he was before. Now, a dark, looming shape towered over him, whispering to another. Zayev sat up, wide eyed and a gaping mouth. He let out a whelp, but the creature wrapped a white cloth around his muzzle. "That will keep him
quiet" One of them hissed. Then Zayev realized what the creatures were. Humans! His parents had told him about Humans, how they captured animals and poked sharp needles in their skin and shoved pills down their throats. He wanted to cry out, but the cloth kept him from doing so. The Humans whispered some more, and then another approached, holding a large tube with a needle at the end. he struggled to move, but his legs were tied and he couldn't wriggle them out. The human came forward, and poked the needle into his flank, and he drifted into sleep again.
Zayev opened his eyes. Now, in front of him were think metal bars, and he was weak.
Very weak. he could barley lift his head, and when he did it hurt like no pain he had ever felt before. his throat was sore, and he guessed they had given him many pills. Then, a door creaked open. Zayev got ready for more torture, because the man opened his cage door. Instead, the man brought him outside. He set Zayev down. Zayev looked up at the man, who actually wasn't so scary in the light. It was a young boy. "Go," the boy said calmly. "Before they find you. Zayev hesitated, but he licked the boy's hand and bolted off into the forest. "He heard Yelling behind him, and then a few smacks. Zayev halted. they were hurting the boy who set him free! He growled, and ran back. there were the two men who had hurt him at first, and they were beating the bot with large sticks. Zayev barked. The men froze. Zayev darted forward, and bit both the men hard on the ankles. The last man shook him off, and Zayev hit the tree near them. Then, everything went black.
To Be Continued!
