[ToxicShadow]

I wish to Adopt
UserName: ToxicShadow
Juymara Name: Yamato Ryo
Have you read the rules?: Yes, indeed.
Back Story of this Juymara:

Born in a time and place where their was great conflict between Juymaras, and even other creatures, Ryo had been orphaned at a young age. His environment was kill or be killed. The weak suffered at the hands of the strong, either forced to cower or parish. (Think of a more historical Japan, where there were feudal lords and death was fairly common place; that's essentially the type of place he resides in, even though it has some more modern features, and it is riddled with violent groups struggling for power.)

His mother died giving birth to him and, eventually, his father vanished; he is assumed to be dead. Ryo grew up on the streets, using both his appearance as Juymara and his more human-like (anthro) appearance to get by, depending on the circumstances. He was forced to be tough, to learn how to fight, simply in order to stay alive. Living without a home or any family to speak of was no easy task. More than even his strength, he had to sharpen his mind.

In his younger years, he was bullied, attacked, even tortured. He was someone weak, that could not defend himself against adults, and that made him an easy target. No wanted him. No one even wanting the trouble they may have walked into by even helping him. There were countless times where Ryo was certain he was going to die, bleeding out in an alley or field. In order to survive the harsh world in his early age, he did all that he could, including theft. But he decided that he would not be weak forever, not even for long. He refused to give up on his life without fighting, without achieving anything.

He became no less than a warrior and, although he is self taught, he is well disciplined, formidable and cunning. He will fight tooth and nail, horn and hoof, even unarmed and armed with a blade. Just as he uses both forms to survive, he uses both to fight for said survival.

The place in which he lived throughout his life was split into groups of power. Each group referred to themselves as something different, prides, gangs, tribes, but it didn't matter, they were all essentially the same. You either had to join one or pray that you did not draw the attention of any of them. Those that were not strong enough to fought offered up anything and all that they could to earn the protection of one group or another.

In Ryo's case, he did and continues to do neither of those things. It goes against his resolve. He is strong and capable, so many groups have invited him to join them, and even tried to force him to join them, but he does not agree with the motives or ambitions of any of those that exist, thus, refused every time. He is one of few now strong enough to live his life solo, even though it's not an easy life to live with so many enemies.

Slowly, he began to gain allies, others in situations similar to himself, that have no one and no where to go, but their own honor and morality wont allow them to give in to the corrupt groups around them. He decided he wanted to create his own, a group that, while they did not have blood relations, were like family and could depend on one another; something he never had. With his desire to protect others and to build a better life for himself, he made it his ambition to make the place he was born into something better than it is, even if it means destroying the other groups along the way.

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[canada]

( I wish to Adopt! )

UserName: Canada
Juymara Name: Uniqq
Have you read the rules?: yes c:
Back Story of this Juymara:

[ this story will be from his point of view. ]

uniqq's bright crimson eyes slowly peeled open. he sat up with a low huff, red orbs narrowing instantly due to the bright orange sun looming far above him. he let loose a small sigh as he pressed himself upwards, in order to get ready for the day, and made his way out of his "lair," as so you could say. in his small "pride," deep in the forest of yamanashi prefecture, there were a few other select juymaras. one, his mate. his mate had stuck with him through thick and thin, and he loved her dearly. he would sacrifice himself for her, in any way shape or form- even if it meant death. their love was only of compassion and passion mixed together, a fiery mixture of perfectness. two others, his parents. with them he had grown up to be a handsome, caring, and protective juymara, and he poured his heart and soul into them. again, he would give himself up in order for their well-being, and he kept it that way, no matter how much they yelled at him, got angry, or anything- his love went on. the last one, his younger sister. uniqq had always been extremely protective of her, but ever since the "incident" happened, he protected her with his life. he had always been there for her, and always will.

uniqq padded towards his sister, inishu, and greeted her with a small lick to her ear. she glared up at him indignantly, tossing her head from side to side as to clear off his tongue. "hey, watch it!" she snapped, glaring ceaselessly up at her older brother. with a chuckle, and a swish of his tail, he ruffled the top of her head with his overly-large paw. "i love you too, inishu," he grinned, licking her cheek. all her response was to shake her head again, pawing at her face where he had licked her. and with that, uniqq was off- again. he nodded to his parents as he passed, offering a small smile to them. before he exited the camp, his eyes landed on his beautiful mate, kalia. his eyes instantly filled with love, turning a darker shade of crimson. uniqq walked towards her the second she began walking towards him, their love-filled-orbs never once leaving each others. "kalia," he purred the instant she was in front of him, and he quickly closed the distance between them. he nuzzled her neck, pulling her closer to him with his long tail, curling it protectively around her. she purred low and deep, pushing her face deep into the crevice of his collarbone/neck. "uniqq," kalia breathed, pulling away from him. once she pulled away from him, he took a second to admire her beauty. his heart nearly exploded when he saw her, and he grinned sheepishly at her. "would you like to go hunting with me?"

without waiting for an answer, he spun around and darted out of the camp. uniqq instantaneously heard the irregular patter of paws behind him, and he smirked. he pressed forward harder, whirring past trees and flowers. he kept running until he shot into an open clearing, and only then did he stop. the clearing was basically a meadow of light pink flowers. kalia came to a stop beside him, breathing hard. he looked sideways at her, a smirk plastered across his muzzle. he then flashed to the right, scooping up flowers with his tail, and flashed right back to her side. he bowed low, chuckling slightly, and offered the flowers to her. "for ma'lady," he growled lavishly, holding back his laughter. this sent kalia into a fit of giggles, her bright blue eyes lighting up. as she was reaching for the flower bouquet, a resounding click echoed around the clearing. both of them froze instantly, fear lighting up in their gaze. a loud gunshot then followed, as well as kalia letting loose a small gasp, and falling to the ground with a sickening thump. uniqq's world stopped suddenly, his heart freezing. a loud screech filled the air as he sunk to the ground next to his wounded mate, crying out. kalia lifted up her head slowly, her eyes groggy and sinking fast. "u-un..iqq..." she spluttered, her head drooping. her breathing was becoming shallower. "i love you." the three simple words clung to the air as her chest stopped pumping up and down.

she was gone. kalia was no longer. uniqq's vision became blurry as he pushed himself up slowly, wobbling side to side. he hobbled towards camp, swaying dangerously close to trees, seconds away from toppling to the ground and just giving up on life. what was the point, anyways? kalia was his world. but now she was gone, never to be seen ever again. he was blinded by grief as he entered his camp, but, little did he know, this was only the start of it. as he entered, he stopped dead. in front of him lay his mother and father, strewn on top of each other, limp and unmoving. and next to them- inishu, breathing lightly, on her side, blood surrounding her throat. his blood went cold at the sight. but, before he could make another move, booming laughter sounded from the side of him. two hunters emerged into his camp, holding rifles, gasoline, and matches. uniqq instantly dove into the nearest bush, cowering and shaking in fear. they began joking and jeering in a different tongue, gesturing at the bodies of his loved ones and laughing. a second later, another hunter appeared with the body of kalia. uniqq's heart stopped the second he saw his beloved, the one who he loved dearest of all. the soon-to-be-mother of his own. the hunter dropped her body on top of the ever-piling pile of bodies. at that moment, uniqq's world came crashing down, for the last and final time. the only time.

one of the hunters grabbed the gasoline and drenched his family with it. poor inishu was still breathing, but barely. the second the gasoline entered her wound, she cried out in pain. the hunter that was holding kalia noticed, pulled out his rifle, pointed it at her. and shot. inishu made no more noise. and with that, the hunter holding the gasoline drenched them again. now, it was the other hunter's turn- the one with the match. he lit it slowly, deliberately taking his time. then, he dropped it. right onto his family, the ones who had been there for him since the beginning, and stuck with him. the ones who had loved him ceaselessly, no matter what decision he made. the ones who were his family. the ones who cared for him. their bodies instantly rose up into flames, burning and crackling and popping. the hunters went on their way, laughing with each other, their ruthless deed done. disgust filled uniqq. disgust for the world, for himself, for the hunters. he watched as his whole camp eventually became engulfed in flames. the light of the fire reflected in his eyes as the darkness and anger slowly built up in his broken soul. he then made a decision. a decision of a lifetime. he spun around from the site, and into the woods, after the hunters. only one word was on his mind; a word that would stay for many years to come. vengeance.

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[canada]

bump^^ c';

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Geeze some of these entries are more thought out than I thought they were going to be xnx its going to be really hard to judge these >.<

[canada]

bump^^ c';

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So I'm going to close the Entries for this boy right now So I can try and focus on the Artist competition ^u^ Plus the stories are hard enough to chose from already ;u;