[King of Crows]

Name: None
Owner: None
Saying: I like to DANCE

The first ever candy hound to be made! There for, I shall be very picky about who wins him. Fill out the form completely. Due date: June 5th

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[b]Personality:[/b] (base on colors, colors adapt to personality in species)
[b]Story:[/b] (3 sentence min.)
[b]History:[/b] (3 sentence min.)
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[winkatuck]

Username: winkatuck
Name: Jay
Personality: Jay is what you would call.... spontaneous... he can never decide what he want's to do or how to do it. Because of how random he can be, lot's of others think he is a bit annoying sometimes. Overall, he is just a happy-go-lucky kind of guy that likes to go with the flow of the party!
Story: A striking blast of colorful lights hit the tiled floor as the music pumped up to vibrate the whole room. Smoke and sweat were covering every inch of the dance club and in the center, with all eyes on him... was Jay. The black and splattered hound looked almost invisible save for his painted coat colors, and when he moved like lightning, it looked like a tornado of hues swept across the club.

The DJ shouted "Raised the roof!" as the other hounds began to chant and bob to the sick beats he delivered.

Jay just smirked at them as he continued to spin, the girls fatally attracted to his rad skill. That's right ladies... watch this hound work! The crowd howled as Jay busted a finale, a single handed handstand as the music paused and all became quiet...

"Hit it!" Jay lashed his tail towards the DJ as the beats began again as he bounced into the air and landed perfectly on his own feet, he grinned as he puffed out the white on his chest... Jay owned the popularity and he owned the club.
History: Jay was found in a dumpster near the city limits as a pup, an elderly couple took him in as their own child they never had. Jay had a good life up until they both became too old to take care of him. He left only to come back a year later and realize the had disappeared. The hound had no idea the couple had passed away in his absence and decided not to trust or cling to humans ever again. He found a group of hounds that work with humans at a local dance club, that is where he got his kicks for awhile. Though even today, something still bothers him... he longs for that family life again with the right person.
Art: is this optional? wip otherwise...
Other: nope, just really busy so dunno if i can get to the art...

[King of Crows]

Thanks for entering! Yes, the art is optional