[IzzyBee]

HB #11

(Please note, that the following statistics can be read up about on the main page.)
Statistics:
Agility: 5/100
Speed: 5/100
Intellect: 4/100
Stamina: 6/100
Defense: 4/100

Level: Stage 1 Bronze

Combat Techniques:
- None as of yet

Username: LabelMeGold
Name: Spencer
Gender: Female
Her rider: Cassey (case-E) is a beautiful, tall, tan, slender girl. She has dirty blond hair that glistens with high and low lights that seem to dance in the sunshine. It reaches down to her lower ribcage when it is not but up, it looks slightly wavy when it has not been fixed. Her eyes are a warm, welcoming blue with a sea foamy ring around the iris that seems to swim in the blue. She is about 5'8 and is sixteen, she was born in the cold winter month of December. Her style is to be seem somewhat unique in the sense that she has no color coordination, though she doesn't care and will wear most anything that she seems fond of. Her favorite accessory is "forever bracelets" which her mom helps her braid and weave. They cover up most of her left wrist while the right being covered with hair-ties. Cassey has a warm, bubbly personality and is rarely seen without a smile. She often gets off track and is very unorganized but gets what needs to be done, done.
Story of how they met their Helmer Bear: When Cassey was born, her early years were fed with normal little girl things such as barbies and dolls, and often spent her time dressed up in princess gowns. But as the years progressed she got tired of her dolls and her dresses got to small and began to take interest in the fuzzy stuffed animals and blue jeans. On her sixth birthday all she asked for was stuffed animals of all different kinds and sizes but her favorite one that she received was a bear. It had been hand stitched out of raggedy faux fur and the eyes made out of shining green buttons. Her parents where bewildered by why that was her favorite toy, because she had gotten so many more that were supposedly "better" than the old trashy bear, but Cassey loved it. On her eighth birthday Cassey still clung tight to her little bear that she had gotten all those years ago as her parents ushered out the door and on a walk down the road. Cassey was so surprised at what she saw she had forgotten all about her stitched up old bear and ran to the real bear that awaited her. Her parents told her that the owners of the bear had agreed to let Cassey spend the afternoon with it and do all the chores required of an actual owner. Cassey didn't care about the chores and did them with a happy heart, gently stroking the bears soft fur as he would toss his head and give out a low muffled sound. But alas, the day was over and Cassey had to say goodbye to the beloved bear. As the days went on, turning into months and finally years it was Cassey's tenth birthday and all she wanted was to go back and visit the bear she met so long ago. So her parents yet again walked her down the snow trodden path to their neighbors house. Cassey held her patched up bear tightly in her hand as he booths kicked the packed snow. When they arrived at the neighbors tears filled Cassey's eyes. The stall was empty, alas, the bear had passed away. In anger and sorrow Cassey ran into the bears stall and fell into a heap and bawled, she hugged her little stuffy close and let the tears slide down her cheeks. Yet again, the sun began to set and it was time to go but this time Cassey left without her little bear. As she walked back up the path with her parents she slightly smiled at the picture of her little stuffed bear resting ever so peacefully in the stall she left behind. The day after proved to be better as she awoke the sound of her parents laughter. She ran down the the living room in her pjs and saw what was awaiting her, a little bear, so similar to her little patchwork stuffed animal that she had left behind sat on her fathers lap with a large bow around her neck. She wriggled with delight as her father handed over her birthday present, her very own Helmer Bear.
"Hello Spencer." She whispered gently into the little cubs ear.

My apologizes, its a few over 500 but I hope its worth the read. (:

[siennacereal]

Username: ZombieLuv<3
Name: Bahati (means lucky in swahili)
Gender: female
Their rider: (Please have a description or picture) A female with long black hair. She wears a hood and a scarf that covers her mouth. She wears her long black hair in a ponytail most times. She is fairly tall and allways wears boots.
Story of how they met their Helmer Bear: Her father bought Bahati for her 14th birthday. She was over joyed and thought she was the luckiest girl in the world, hence the name Bahati

[LoneWolf.]

Username: LoneWolf.
Name: Auberon
Gender: Male
Their rider: (Please have a description or picture) -soontobepicture-
Story of how they met their Helmer Bear: wip

[Lions]

Username: LabelMeGold
Name: Spencer
Gender: Female
Her rider: Cassey (case-E) is a beautiful, tall, tan, slender girl. She has dirty blond hair that glistens with high and low lights that seem to dance in the sunshine. It reaches down to her lower ribcage when it is not but up, it looks slightly wavy when it has not been fixed. Her eyes are a warm, welcoming blue with a sea foamy ring around the iris that seems to swim in the blue. She is about 5'8 and is sixteen, she was born in the cold winter month of December. Her style is to be seem somewhat unique in the sense that she has no color coordination, though she doesn't care and will wear most anything that she seems fond of. Her favorite accessory is "forever bracelets" which her mom helps her braid and weave. They cover up most of her left wrist while the right being covered with hair-ties. Cassey has a warm, bubbly personality and is rarely seen without a smile. She often gets off track and is very unorganized but gets what needs to be done, done.
Story of how they met their Helmer Bear: When Cassey was born, her early years were fed with normal little girl things such as barbies and dolls, and often spent her time dressed up in princess gowns. But as the years progressed she got tired of her dolls and her dresses got to small and began to take interest in the fuzzy stuffed animals and blue jeans. On her sixth birthday all she asked for was stuffed animals of all different kinds and sizes but her favorite one that she received was a bear. It had been hand stitched out of raggedy faux fur and the eyes made out of shining green buttons. Her parents where bewildered by why that was her favorite toy, because she had gotten so many more that were supposedly "better" than the old trashy bear, but Cassey loved it. On her eighth birthday Cassey still clung tight to her little bear that she had gotten all those years ago as her parents ushered out the door and on a walk down the road. Cassey was so surprised at what she saw she had forgotten all about her stitched up old bear and ran to the real bear that awaited her. Her parents told her that the owners of the bear had agreed to let Cassey spend the afternoon with it and do all the chores required of an actual owner. Cassey didn't care about the chores and did them with a happy heart, gently stroking the bears soft fur as he would toss his head and give out a low muffled sound. But alas, the day was over and Cassey had to say goodbye to the beloved bear. As the days went on, turning into months and finally years it was Cassey's tenth birthday and all she wanted was to go back and visit the bear she met so long ago. So her parents yet again walked her down the snow trodden path to their neighbors house. Cassey held her patched up bear tightly in her hand as he booths kicked the packed snow. When they arrived at the neighbors tears filled Cassey's eyes. The stall was empty, alas, the bear had passed away. In anger and sorrow Cassey ran into the bears stall and fell into a heap and bawled, she hugged her little stuffy close and let the tears slide down her cheeks. Yet again, the sun began to set and it was time to go but this time Cassey left without her little bear. As she walked back up the path with her parents she slightly smiled at the picture of her little stuffed bear resting ever so peacefully in the stall she left behind. The day after proved to be better as she awoke the sound of her parents laughter. She ran down the the living room in her pjs and saw what was awaiting her, a little bear, so similar to her little patchwork stuffed animal that she had left behind sat on her fathers lap with a large bow around her neck. She wriggled with delight as her father handed over her birthday present, her very own Helmer Bear.
"Hello Spencer." She whispered gently into the little cubs ear.

My apologizes, its a few over 500 but I hope its worth the read. (:

[IzzyBee]

Bumpss :3

[Oddly Shaded]

Bumpers

[IzzyBee]

Username: LabelMeGold
Name: Spencer
Gender: Female
Her rider: Cassey (case-E) is a beautiful, tall, tan, slender girl. She has dirty blond hair that glistens with high and low lights that seem to dance in the sunshine. It reaches down to her lower ribcage when it is not but up, it looks slightly wavy when it has not been fixed. Her eyes are a warm, welcoming blue with a sea foamy ring around the iris that seems to swim in the blue. She is about 5'8 and is sixteen, she was born in the cold winter month of December. Her style is to be seem somewhat unique in the sense that she has no color coordination, though she doesn't care and will wear most anything that she seems fond of. Her favorite accessory is "forever bracelets" which her mom helps her braid and weave. They cover up most of her left wrist while the right being covered with hair-ties. Cassey has a warm, bubbly personality and is rarely seen without a smile. She often gets off track and is very unorganized but gets what needs to be done, done.
Story of how they met their Helmer Bear: When Cassey was born, her early years were fed with normal little girl things such as barbies and dolls, and often spent her time dressed up in princess gowns. But as the years progressed she got tired of her dolls and her dresses got to small and began to take interest in the fuzzy stuffed animals and blue jeans. On her sixth birthday all she asked for was stuffed animals of all different kinds and sizes but her favorite one that she received was a bear. It had been hand stitched out of raggedy faux fur and the eyes made out of shining green buttons. Her parents where bewildered by why that was her favorite toy, because she had gotten so many more that were supposedly "better" than the old trashy bear, but Cassey loved it. On her eighth birthday Cassey still clung tight to her little bear that she had gotten all those years ago as her parents ushered out the door and on a walk down the road. Cassey was so surprised at what she saw she had forgotten all about her stitched up old bear and ran to the real bear that awaited her. Her parents told her that the owners of the bear had agreed to let Cassey spend the afternoon with it and do all the chores required of an actual owner. Cassey didn't care about the chores and did them with a happy heart, gently stroking the bears soft fur as he would toss his head and give out a low muffled sound. But alas, the day was over and Cassey had to say goodbye to the beloved bear. As the days went on, turning into months and finally years it was Cassey's tenth birthday and all she wanted was to go back and visit the bear she met so long ago. So her parents yet again walked her down the snow trodden path to their neighbors house. Cassey held her patched up bear tightly in her hand as he booths kicked the packed snow. When they arrived at the neighbors tears filled Cassey's eyes. The stall was empty, alas, the bear had passed away. In anger and sorrow Cassey ran into the bears stall and fell into a heap and bawled, she hugged her little stuffy close and let the tears slide down her cheeks. Yet again, the sun began to set and it was time to go but this time Cassey left without her little bear. As she walked back up the path with her parents she slightly smiled at the picture of her little stuffed bear resting ever so peacefully in the stall she left behind. The day after proved to be better as she awoke the sound of her parents laughter. She ran down the the living room in her pjs and saw what was awaiting her, a little bear, so similar to her little patchwork stuffed animal that she had left behind sat on her fathers lap with a large bow around her neck. She wriggled with delight as her father handed over her birthday present, her very own Helmer Bear.
"Hello Spencer." She whispered gently into the little cubs ear.

My apologizes, its a few over 500 but I hope its worth the read. (:

He's yours, take good care of him, I will add you to the lines in a moment :3

[Lions]

Thank you so much!! Currently I'm away on vacation so sadly my bears will be inactive for the next month or so but ill try and get them put to some good use as soon as I can!!