[p i n e a p p l e]

Username: Nikki~Mikki
Pet (1-12): 12
Pet's Name: Dakotah Rae
Gender: Female
Bio: Dakotah Rae wasn't born, but created from the mind of a young girl. She grew and became living in the girl's mind. She roamed the vast lands of the girl's imagination, which were filled with wondrous creatures and beings. The lands that Dakotah Rae roamed were basked in a silvery yet golden light, but she steered clear of the dark forest, which was bathed in a pulsating red glow. That was where the nightmares lived. Creatures of evil that made themselves only for the sole purpose of frightening the girl. Now Dakotah Rae, being born of imagination, was immortal. However, she could die if the girl stopped believing in her. As the girl grew, the lands of imagination, and the forest of fears were beginning to disappear. Soon, Dakotah Rae herself felt herself whisping away into nothingness.
Years passed before Dakotah Rae felt anything again. She blinkied her eyes and looked around for the first time in what seemed like eternity. She was someplace new. She realized that manyof her old friends were here too! The girl, now an adult, had told her own daughter the story of Dakotah Rae, and what she was to her. Now Dakotah Rae lives in the new girl's mind, quite happily at that.
Why you want it: I absolutely love her colors and the way she makes me feel as if I'm floating on a cloud, or sleeping peacefully.
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: Of course! Why wouldn't I?
Other (Art, poem, etc.):

[Alpen]

Username:
Hakuna Matata

Pet (1-12):
Number 5, please.

Pet's name:
Hitodama (human soul in Japanese) 人魂

Gender:
Male

Bio:
Hitodama travels around looking for lost souls, animals, humans, and everything in between. He transports them to where they are going. He wears a bone on his tail to keep spirits from attaching to him. Everything else about him is unknown.

Why you want it:
He is gorgeous and I love his markings. I've also wanted a character with a mask for quite a while now.

Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:
Of course! Anything I do with him I'll credit you. I also am thinking about making a story or RP with him. I haven't really ever done and RP/story things, but I am looking forward to do it with him c:

Other (Art, poem, etc.): coming soon!

[LyonFace]

Hi guys! Just a brief update.

Great forms so far, it's going to be a real challenge to judge some of these pups, I really can't wait to see how the rest of the entries will turn out, the new ones and once people update their old ones.

However, I want to make this a little more interesting, so I should give you all a fair warning on it:

My last character thread (an auction) lasted way too long, and I want this one to be much speedier and shorter. In order to do that, I'm going to throw another rule into the mix. Basically, if someone goes for a pup and makes a fantastic form (detailed, well thought out, stuff in the other section, creative, etc.) and I'm really taken with it, I'm going to award that pup to the person pretty much immediately. So it's good to keep an eye on the thread to make sure you're still in the running for a character. Poems and art won't automatically make it better, I care most about how much you care about the character, which is evident in what you put for her biography and her personality.

Also, since 4 or so of you have posted for 12, I wanted to let you all know that I'm highly considering keeping her for myself. So, that being said, if you wish to try for another dog or just think if you would want another design if I take her I would highly encourage that.

[kittywolfwarrior]

Username:kittywolfwarrior
Pet (1-12): 9
Pet's Name: loke
Gender: boy
Bio:he lives in a cave all alone with no one else
Why you want it:
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: yes
Other (Art, poem, etc.): doeing art

[snowfall!]

Username: snowfall!
Pet (1-12): 3
Pet's Name: Desert Diamond
Gender: Female
Bio: Friendly, playful, and cheery
Why you want it: I love animals and it looks impressive
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: Of course I hate taking credit from people
Other (Art, poem, etc.):

[Flicka]

Username:m Flicka
Pet (1-12): 9
Pet's Name: Posion
Gender: femmie
Bio: wip
Why you want it: wip
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: yes. and yes.
Other (Art, poem, etc.): wip

[Nellas]

.: (c) me :.

Username:
Nellas Lissësúl

Pet (1-12):
One.

Pet's Name:
Shimmer

Gender:
Female

Bio:
Shimmer is often thought of as soft, and sweet, like the fruit she loves so much to eat. She's quite gentle and could never hurt a fly; literally. She's not comfortable around insects, but believes each has a right to live, and will hurriedly escort them out the door and away from her. It goes so far to say she's a vegetarian; she's only eaten real meat once or twice in her life, and now she won't even eat fish, just plants. Though she's very emotional, and lets her expressions play freely across her face, she is internally strong and can deal with more than she looks. And she is beautiful; it's obvious in the bright tones of her coat and the way it shimmers, thus her namesake, over her face and slender shoulders, but she chooses not to flaunt it and will blush and stutter madly at any compliment. A skill of hers is singing, perhaps; she has a beautiful mezzo-soprano voice with a surprising range, and really is a natural, but is often too shy to sing within earshot of others, thus this talent is relatively unknown. But her greatest of skill would be art; she loves to paint things of nature, such as birds or flowers, and even trees, with a surprising knack for portraying the feel of the subjects onto whatever media she is using. Shimmer is really quite a softie, and often viewed as weak; but if one really gets the chance to talk to her, they will find she is selflessly kind, willing to sacrifice her own happiness for the good of others. She does have her own kind of wisdom, the wisdom of seeking simple happiness and finding peace, and would love to share her thoughts with someone, but no-one really stays to listen. And deep, deep down, there is a well of fierce, protective courage, that may be hard to touch upon, but when she has need, she reaches it with ease. She will stand up against the greatest of foes, even knowing she has not a chance against them, to protect those she loves.

She grew up with her home pack, treasured and loved and sought after by many bachelors; she was the daughter of the alphas, and she was absolutely beautiful. She had a sister as well, and they were similar in color; but where Shimmer was white, Ebony was the rich, deep black of coal. She was smart and daring and flirty, and the males would seek to become her mate more than Shimmer, with her gentle, knowing, soft-spoken ways that just weren't as much fun. Shimmer thought she disliked her sister, and they started to grow apart; but really, she was just lonely. She never did find the male of her heart, but has found happiness in started to travel the land, seeing all the sights there is to see and continuing with her painting. But really, she wants to find a pack where she might train to be a healer; she believes it is her calling, and she would like nothing more, not even a mate. She hasn't found any great skill in tracking, or scouting, and definitely not fighting or hunting; healing is what she wants to do, to help other wolves to the best of her abilities, seeking nothing in return but the joy of their own happiness.

Why you want it:
She is such a beauty! What a little sweetheart came to mind when I saw her, and I connected with her immediately; she sort of just sprang into mind, fully formed with her personality and history and everything, and I love her. I feel I don't have enough wolf charries; I'm in a role-play that has a lot, but those wolf characters are the only ones I have, and I've wanted to find more for a while, but never really seen possible designs that caught my eye.

Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?:
Of course I will! Every piece of writing and art I post of her if I win, will have credit to you for the design and a link to your profile at the bottom. I want to treasure her and love her and shower her with art and stories; maybe she'll even find a mate someday, if I can find the perfect one.

Other (Art, poem, etc.):
I don't have a tablet yet, so art is a little out of the question at the moment, but perhaps I can dredge up a poem from my horrible poemy abilities ^^
~WIP

[Puggylovey]

Username: Wolfie
Pet (1-12):
Pet's Name: 7
Gender: male
Bio: born i the mainland
Why you want it: to use in breeding
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: yup!!
Other (Art, poem, etc.):
oh, plz?

[Lillieyann34]

Can I have all of them,they are so cute!!!!!!

_ lillieyann34

[Guepardo]

· Gunju ·

Username: c h e e t a h
Pet (1-12): #6
Pet's Name: Gunju {Wild cat in African Ganda.}
Nickname: Well, Salali {See history} calls him Gunjee sometimes...
Why this name?: I think that Gunju really fits him. He reminds me of a wild cat. I did have a different name in mind for him, but I decided Gunju because it seemed really well for him.
Gender: Male
Bio: History »» No one really knew where Gunju came from. He just appeared, really. Some say that he hatched or something. Anyway, Gunju was found wandering one day in the savannah. By a tribe. An African tribe. They took good care of him, but didn't name him just yet. As he got a little older, they decided to name him Gunju. Gunju grew older and became friends with a cheetah. But one day, because Gunju was so adventurous, he wandered away from the tribe. Well, with his luck, he got lost and stumbled over a group of humans. Hunters, to be exact. Gunju didn't know that, of course. He welcomed them and greeted them happily. The humans didn't give him affection, and instead they grabbed his fur. Gunju got slightly scared, and he yelped as they yanked him into a cage. Gunju had no clue what was going on. He felt lonely and frightened. He was kept inside the cage for a while while. Gunju didn't know for how long, but he knew that it was quite a while. The humans gave him food each day, but other than that they left him alone. A few days later, Gunju was picked up and moved. The humans took him and transported him with themselves. Gunju didn't know what he was riding in, so he fell asleep. As time passed, Gunju was awoken. The humans picked him up and began to carry his cage again. He was brought into a strange place. Gunju didn't like it one bit. It was loud and noisy. Humans passed by the cage frequently. So Gunju backed up into the corner of his cage. Before he knew it, the human that was carrying him tripped, and the cage door burst open when the cage connected with the ground. Gunju was stunned for a moment, but he rushed away. All he wanted to do was get away and find his way back to the savannah. He dodged the humans in the crowd, even though they stepped out of his way quickly. Gunju glanced over his shoulder to see if the humans were following him. Nope. Just as he was about to look back ahead of him, he rammed into something. Gunju looked up at the human he had run into. He looked up to see one of the African tribe members smiling down at him. Gunju felt his heart lift as the human picked him up. "Ahhh... We have finally found you again, little Gunju." the man had said. He took him back to the savannah. Gunju lived happily from then on. Also, he became friends with a different group of humans. Nice ones. A girl had given him his now special sock. He was quite good friends with her. But, soon the girl offered him a choice. To stay in the savannah, or come with her to leave. Gunju had a hard time deciding, so he took the only day or two he had to think about. So Gunju decided. He sadly said goodbye to his tribe. The said that Gunju was welcome back at anytime he wanted. Gunju went back to the group of humans. They took him somewhere. Yet again, he had no clue where it was. He just knew that it wasn't anywhere close to the savannah. The girl took care of Gunju for a little while longer, until she could no longer keep him. Gunju was saddened. But he had to leave, so he left. Gunju didn't have to travel far before meeting someone. Well, more like a something. It made friends with him instantly. She told him that she was a Pellicious Dragon. {Species made by Falafel Pie.} She also told him that her name was Salali. Salali took him back to her own owner, and Gunju was soon friends with all of them. He was soon very close with Salali's owner, so she adopted him. Gunju was happy. He realized that he could have a new life, even when he left his old one behind. Personality »» Gunju is often very aloof and playful. He just wants to have fun and make sure that everyone is happy. Gunju can be quite forgetful, as he doesn't care about things that much. On that note, he only ares about the things he wants to care about. Like, if you gave him a job to do. Such as clean up after himself. He'd rather not do it, and procrastinate. I guess you could consider him slightly lazy, too. He knows when to get down to work though. But, following his playful side, he likes to joke around and make you have a lot of fun with him. He can get anyone off of their feet to play. Gunju just loves to have fun, in any way he can. He likes to explore, dance, and just do fun things. But, when Gunju gets putdown for having fun, he gets a little sad. Sometimes he just won't listen. Gunju can be quite the stubborn pup if he wants to be. He rarely backs down when someone starts a fight with him. Gunju is very determined, too. He will sometimes stop at nothing to get what he wants. In a good way, though. Not a bad way. He would never hurt someone just to get want he wants, if that's what you're thinking. Gunju can get a little bit snappy, also. He tries not to lash out, maybe just a mean or witty comment here and there. When Gunju gets mean he can be quite the mean dog. Only if he gets really, really mad. He'll act like he could nip your ear off with just his words. On his good side, he is very caring, even though he mostly acts like he only cares about himself. So people underestimate him and call him selfish. He hates that. Gunju tries to spend a lot of time with his friends, and he tries to keep them always cheered up. He hates to see people he knows sad. Gunju is nice, and friendly, too. When Gunju wants to be, he is serious. Only if it's a really dangerous situation, though. He tries to stay away from being serious and boring, as best as he can. Gunju can be a little bit of a show-off, as sometimes he likes to boast. Not a rubbing-it-in-your-face boast, but just a light one. He doesn't like to make people hate him or be jealous of him. Gunju is quite the team player, though he can be independent too. He doesn't like to lie or cheat, and he plays by the rules. Sometimes he doesn't always follow the rules, though. If you put him with someone who is like him, he can get into a lot of trouble. Which makes him bold and brave, and he doesn't listen when he doesn't want to.
Why you want it: I just love natural designs. Plus, I love spotted designs too. He is very handsome to me, but I had a hard time choosing between #6 and #7. But this guy, I just fell in love with. Like I said before, Gunju reminds me of a wild cat and I love wild cats.
Will you treat them well and always give credit to me?: Of course I will treat him well <3 I will definitely give credit to you!
Art: Here is my Oekaki drawing. Here is my second drawing, by hand. This is my third drawing. It includes Gunju and my fursona Zorro. Sorry about the bad lighting, it was at night and I had to squeeze the pictures into the the light.
Poem: The cheetah.

The fleet cat rushed along the way,
The spotted dog watched it anyway,
The cat stopped, tail swinging,
The dog jumped away from the jeep with a pinging.

The cat looked, his eyes wide,
The dog saw and began to whine,
The cat ran up to the dog,
The dog leaped away like a frog.

The cat ran after the dog,
The dog tripped over a log.
The cat licked the dog's fur,
Then it began to purr.

The dog whined again, as his foot was caught in a snare,
The cat worked to get it off, so the dog helped as a pair.
Finally they became friends,
Playing around with a bond to mend.
Story: {Told from Gunju's point of view}
I panted as the afternoon sunlight warmed my back. My eyes lazily glanced around the savannah. It seemed like just another normal day. I closed my eyes for a brief moment. Then I heard it. Well, I felt it too. The rumbling of the ground and the sound of rushed hoof-beats. Oh no. This could only mean trouble.
I flung open my eyes and my gaze flickered around quickly. There it was. The herd emerging through a cloud of kicked-up dust. My eyes widened. Not again!
I turned as quick as possible and began to limp away quickly. My paw had fallen asleep and it stung every time I tried to put it down. I growled at my paw and swung it around menacingly. "Wake up you stupid thing!" I mumbled to my paw. The vibration was getting more intense.
My head shot over my shoulder for a quick second. There was the herd, advancing. I yelped and looked ahead of me again. My mind drifted for a moment, making me think about my owner if she was trampled. I shook my head quickly. No. She wasn't here right now.
I felt something near me. Very close to me. My tail tucked between my legs and I squeezed my eyes shut. Yelping followed. I was very afraid, but glad that my paw had woken.
Questions ran through my mind as dust flew onto my pelt. What would my owner do without me? How would my cat friend survive without me being there? Quickly, I tried to answer them. Well, my owner probably couldn't live without me. My cat friends couldn't survive without me, either. So there was only one thing to do. Stay alive!
A hoof blast into my rump, making me yelp again. I jumped up into the air when another hoof connected with my legs. Ouch. Ouch, it stung.
Then I heard a shot. More rumbling, this time different from the rumbling of the herd. Another shot sounded. Humans were hunting the herd! Part of me wondered why, the other told me to run faster. So I ran faster.
My muscles ached as I streched them to the fullest. I released my tail just for a moment and it was trampled on. I yipped and jumped slightly again. I felt like calling for help, but really, who was there to help me?
A red glint caught my eye and I looked. There it was. The jeep. I sighed. Why? Why at this time?
That was when I saw something moving toward me at rapid speed. Again, I felt panicked. But my panic turned to excitement when I saw the spotted coat. It was a cheetah. My best friend cheetah! I yelped happily as he came closer. Then suddenly, he was right there. He pushed me away from the stampede. Onto the wrong side. The side with the jeep. I tried to warn my friend but I was out of breath and my mouth felt dry and useless. Now that I had caught some rest, I could feel the soreness of my body.
Again, I tried to warn my friend. Nothing. The jeep rumbled came closer. I looked back to see something shiny pointed at my friend. I tried to do something, but I still couldn't make a sound and my body felt unable to move.
The herd passed loudly, but it was soundless to me. All my ears were hearing was the sound of the jeep. Then there was the gunshot. Aimed at my friend. The bullet whizzed over me. I opened my mouth to try to do something again, but like before, nothing.
The bullet was about to hit and -
I sat up, my heart racing. My sleepy eyes were slowly waking up. Good. It was just a dream. Just a -. No, it wasn't a dream. It was a nightmare. I rested my head on my paws. Maybe if I didn't think about it, I could get some more sleep. Silently, I shut my eyes.
Favourite season: Summer would have to be his favourite season. He hates the cold and snow and loves the heat and sun. He likes to think that summer represents him, in a way.
Favourite colour: Green, because he just loves it! It's the colour of the grass, leaves, his special sock, and his eyes!
Sexual Orientation: Straight