Owner Name:
Erbro~Jemmy
Name:
Brambleleaf (Bramble or Leaf for short.)
Why did I choose the name:
I choose Brambleleaf because I love warriors, and he remind me of one slightly. My favorite cat of all time is Brambleberry, so I took that and replaced 'berry' with 'leaf' to honer the leafs on him. He is a beutifull boy, and I hope to win him.
Gender:
I personally can’t see this handsome guy being a girl, so Brambleleaf will be a boy.
Personality:
Brambleleaf is a goof-ball. He loves to stalk my foot, and will playfully pounce on my foot, and pretend to bite my, snapping his jaws no more then an inch away from my foot. He has never bit me, but I am expecting to be bitten, it all comes with owning a rune. Bramble pretends to be this big and tough rune, growling and lunging at things, but the moment they move, he will run, flapping his wings as hard as he can, and hide. Bramble likes to sleep under the bed, and I must be careful in the morning when I get up, for he lays with his tail sticking out from under the bed. Bramble loves to run and play, and loves wild carrots. When I am eating carrots I must be careful not to leave, or else he will steal one. He will sneak over to the table, raise his head just so his eyes are over the table, and swipe one away. It is rather funny to watch, because once he has one, if you say his name, then he will look at you with a ‘what? I didn’t do anything!’ look on his face, and the carrot hanging out of his mouth. When Bramble gets sad or scared, he will sulk under the bed, and hide, yes, with his tail sticking out. Bramble very rarely gets sad, as he is happy go lucky. He can be classified as a scardey rune, always running and hiding. Brambleleaf can be a little full of himself at times, but that is only when he is trying to impress somebody. Brambleleaf loves his home, and I love Brambleleaf.
Why do you wish to have him/her:
I have been wanting a rune for quite a while now, but just haven't won the one I want, or haven't found the one I want. The moment I saw him, I knew he was the right rune for me. The thing that drew me to him is probably the eyes, or the leafs on his belly. I love every inch of him though.
I know he is the one for me becuase all day, I have a tab open with him on it so I can stare at him. He is very handsome, and he has a great personality.I do belive that Brambleleaf would make a great first, and posibly only, rune. Bramble is my dream rune.Where will you keep him/her:
I will keep Brambleleaf in my siggy, and on my art room wall. Not to mention in my heart. I might will also make a thread for this special boy.
Would you like to breed him/her in the future:
If I can find the perfect girl, then yes. But he will not be for breeding only. Bramble will be a pet, and I hope that any girl will feel super lucky to have him as a mate.
Any Quirks:
Well, Bramble has an odd way of ‘reading’. He will lay on his back, and hold the book upside down. When he finds he cant read it, he will rattle his wings in frustration and then figure out that the book was being held upside down. It really is quite entertaining to watch. He also will rattle his wings to make a noise like a rattle snake when he is upset or super happy.
Other:
’There’s a snake in my boot!’ Brambleleaf hugged the little Woody doll. His favorite movie was Toy Story 2, and his favorite person was Woody. Then Buzz, then Bulls eye, then Jessie. Yes, you can say its odd that a rune dragon would like Toy Story, but he loved it, and he didn’t care what everyone else thought. Brambleleaf suddenly spaced out, going into a day dream where he was in the movie. It was at the part where Woody met Jesse and Bulls eye. The odd thing was that he was Woody. He fixed his hat and tried to get the bolt unlocked, just like in the movie. Then suddenly, he heard something behind him, Bulls Eye. Then before Bulls Eye could make it over, Bramble heard a noise in real life. He looked behind him, to see the lock of the door click open. He had been home alone. Brambleleaf shook his wings, making it sound like someone was there, he was just about to run into his mama’s (my) room, the door opened. Bramble's owner and her parents walked in. Bramble imedently bent down into a crouch and started to stalk the smallest pair of feet.
Woody, Jessie, Bulls Eye too,
Hamm, and Rex, and Slinky,
Buzz, Bo Peep, the Aliens,
Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head,
And who is left, but Brambleleaf!
Brambleleaf raced as fast as he could across the field. It was precisely just after moon-high. The full, orange moon was giving an eerie glow on the meadow. The meadow consisted of green, starting to go brown, grass, a few wilted orange flowers, some bare spots, a few deserted, sandy, anthills, a few spots of snow, and a cushiony layer of pine needles where the forest started. Some curious animal, perhaps a lone red squirrel, or a pack of hunting coyotes probably tracked most of the pine needles out of the forest. Deep in the forest the deep, sad call of a Great Horned owl rang out. Before you could say ‘Brambleberry swallowed a cricket’, the call was answered from another part of the forest. There was a few puddles from an earlier rain storm on the ground, and all scent tracks had been lifted. Brambleleaf was utterly lost in this strange, dark world. He had earlier been playing in the creek that ran just past the meadow. Oh yes, the creek. The creek was long and narrow, and it seemed to never seize its bubbling and splashing as it continued on it’s journey to who knows where. Brambleleaf was terrified, but the creek comforted him. As Brambleleaf ran, there was a sound, as if something had just ran through a puddle, and indeed, the closest puddle to Brambleaf was stirring, the ripples in it showing that it had not been Brambleleaf’s imagination. Brambleleaf cowered and rustled his wings, making a sound like the warning call of a rattlesnake. Brambleleaf crept forward, and jumped as he saw a shape dart out of nowhere. Brambleleaf chuckled to himself, he had gotten frightened by a small, not even fully grown cottontail rabbit. The poor rabbit had probably wandered out of the forest, and was now trying to return to it’s home. Brambleleaf feared for the little rabbit as an owl called, closer then ever. There was no time to think of the rabbit though, Brambleleaf needed to get home. He walked on, splashing through a puddle. The air temperature water left small droplets of water running down Brambleleaf’s leg. Brambleleaf soon made it to the welcoming shelter of the tall, pine and oak trees.As Brambleleaf continued on, he felt comforted by the familiar feel of the pine needles under his claws, and the sound of the creek. Brambleleaf soon found what he was looking for, a medium sized pine with twisted roots that shown above the earth. The roots at one spot opened up, and made a whole just big enough for a small animal to crawl through. Brambleleaf crawled in, and soon nestled down into a nest of woven branches, leafs, and mud. The inside of the nest was lined with soft down feathers, most likely from ducks, or robins. If it wasn’t for the needles of the pine, high, high above, you could have looked right up and at the stars. Brambleleaf fell asleep, happy to be home, and awaiting his dreams.
Brambleleaf, cold winters night,
Brambleleaf, a horrible fright.
Brambleleaf, warm spring eve,
Brambleleaf, must believe.
Brambleleaf, hot summer breeze,
Brambleleaf, one heart eased.
Brambleleaf, chilly fall slumber,
Brambleleaf, friend forever.
Sometimes, when your away,
I will sit down at the computer and play,
Other times, when you are gone,
I'll sit at the door, its you I long.
Intill you get back with me,
I am calling you, just wait and see.
Although we might fight,
Although I might bite,
Just know that I love you,
Forever and ever.
(Made with Pipe Cleaners only, by me)
