[laces]

Aurora Keeper Adoption
Please read the rules before applying!

What is a an Aurora Keeper? Read here!

End Date
February 1st, 2015

-Ask Emma-chan any questions if not clearly stated here
-You may not copy others forms
-You may order art from others
-Riders must have a drawn ref art or have a highly detailed description of appearance. (remember they are similar to Eskimos)
-You may re-use things from your older forms, if you applied for a Keeper before
-If you adopt a Keeper and aren't active on CS for 5 months it will be taken back and given another home
-Limit of stories are 1,500 words
-Do not choose an mate before you win
-Please do not use pictures that aren't connected with Keepers, this means free pictures from Google or other searching machines
-No extras other than provided. No new threads or websites

Form

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Username;
Wolf's Name;
Wolf's Personality;
Rider's Name;
Rider's Age;
Rider's Design;
Riders Personality;
Story; (of how the two bonded for first time)

Prettying up is allowed but do not add extras besides art!

These will be appointed/cannot be changed when adopted out.
This is for the general size/weight of the wolf. Do not fill this out!

Wolf Height; 5'5" - 6'9"
Wolf Weight; That of a polar bear
Rank in Society; Canidate
Pack Rank;

Artist Notes;

-This design was made with mostly airbrush and pen
-The airbrush was used with scattering varying from 200 to 300, with sizes 4-20
-The eye is shaded using dodge/burn
Transparent version here
-This AK was based on a merle Daschund mix

[Emma-Chan]

good job laces ^^ I love it! any questions about the babe feel free to ask me, judges will be laces and me to time!

[The Safe Haven]

Wooh major res , gonna be a toughy

[AustrianAce]

Username;

Austriagirl
Wolf's Name;

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Wolf's Personality;

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Rider's Name;

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Rider's Age;

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Rider's Design;

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Riders Personality;

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Story;

(of how the two bonded for first time)

[koegami]

gonna mark

[finoodle]

-Header Art here-
Username; B L A Z E

Wolf's Name;
Radien (Raid-E-N)

Wolf's Personality;
Radien is a loyal Aurora Keeper, unlike his rider he has a nice temper and is always trying to cheer Kat up. He likes to do what ever she wants so that he won't be yelled at. He can get his feeling hurt very easily and requires lots of attention when he is. He always does what it best even if that means he gets yelled at. One word to describe Radien is "Snuggly" he loves to cuddle and snuggle with Kat even if she is kicking and screaming while he lays on her. He loves to lick her all over and lick the food off of her hands and bowls once she is done.

-snuggle art here-

Name;
Kathryn (Kat)

Rider's Age;
21

Rider's Design; -blue eyes, Deep red hair, 5 foot 8 inches, has a blue jay feather in her hair, scar on her shoulder- (will get a ref)

Riders Personality;

-Art here-

Story; w.i.p

Art Archive;

[laces]

BUMP!

[Jinx.]

yes this looks extremely messy but i swear i know what i'm doing xD

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LARGE

ART

PF THE

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────── ᴛʜᴇ ᴜsᴇʀ ───────────── ── ─

Username: Jinx., currently a non-owner.

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❝ ｗｉｔｈ  ｇｏｌｄｅｎ  ｓｔｒｉｎｇｓ， 
xxxxxxｏｕｒ  ｕｎｉｖｅｒｓｅ  ｗａｓ  ｃｌｏｔｈｅｄ  ｉｎ  ｌｉｇｈｔ. ❞

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ • Dorian Proljece
ᴀɢᴇ • Nineteen
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ • Ref coming soon
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ • Dorian is always irritatingly chirpy and full of energy. He's always pumped to do whatever activity is next, and by the end of the day is usually the one dragging Tanvir around after him.

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LARGE

ART

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prettyness[/img]

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❝ more lyrics here ❞

────── ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ───────────── ── ─

ɴᴀᴍᴇ • Tanvir
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ • -
ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ • -
ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ • -
ᴄᴏᴀᴛ • -

words words
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[Tundra]

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[BlackWren]

Username; Dave Egbert
Wolf's Name; Tsukishima (Tsuki)
Wolf's Personality;
What he lacks, Renna picks up for him. His distrusting and sarcastic front gives way to a sturdy soul, readily holding whatever expectations and stress given to him without a flaw. Tsukishima's early years were spent expressing himself truly through words and actions, while his adult self is a lot more spiteful and wild. Dispite this, he still holds his sturdy, grounded persona and reminds dutiful to those around him. His love for Renna is endless, and would go hell and back for her. The two usually share the same thoughts about humans, but his distrust usually lies with other Wolves/Keepers.
Rider's Name; Renna (Ren)
Rider's Age; 18 years
Rider's Design;

* Ginger hair
* Braided with total of 7 glass beads
* Two blue ear peircings
* Heterochrom. eyes
* Dark skin
* Small (5'2")
* Tattoos(?)
* Small blue necklace(?)
Riders Personality;
Ren is one of those people who would do anything they could to stop a fight, even if it cost them their dignity or even their life. Her patient and caring qualities help her better understand others and their ambitions, and because of this she can read others very well. She's very expressive and is often in good spirits. Her high tolerance to others makes it nearly impossible to make her angry, and more than likely she'll cry instead of acting in range - frustration really hits her hard when it has to do with obligation or morals.
She tends to think of others first as well, raised with a family that was more selfless than selfish.
Her strengths revolve in the close connections she shares with the people - or wolves - around her.
Story;
Today was cold.
Though every day was cold here deep within the ice, today was far more bitter than the days before it. Ren's young body shivered as she pulled on a fresh set of clothes, hoping to rid herself of the chill. An anxiousness refused to leave her bones, her hands curling and uncurling, mind void of thought but still processing the up and coming events. Eventually her jacket was pulled over her frame, a knock from her mother alerting her to the time. It had been strangely quiet in their home. Even so, she could feel the energetic hum of anticipation in the air from herself as well as her parents as she exited her bedroom.
Today was her twelfth birthday, a major milestone in her life that would bring her to the one who would share a life with her as well as a mind.
Ren was quiet as her parents talked excitedly to one another in sigh language, the girl perching on a small stool close to the ground, pulling on her fur boots. Her ginger hair was mused as it always was, small braids adorning the back woven with small glass beads that imitated the sound of wind chimes.
"Renna," her father called from the entry way, his fur jacket also pulled over his shoulders. He was a tall man, and unlike his wives graying brown hair his hair was a fiery mess of orange curls with the occasional appearance of fair white hairs. She had inherited this signature hair color, hers longer but similar in thickness as well as softness and his dark skin. His brown eyes were warm, as they always were, his steady gaze causing some of the chill leave her bones. She loved her father, more than this icy place they called home and even more than her favorite Holiday.
"It's time. Are you ready?" He asked, his rough voice familiar and curious, a hint of excitement behind his eyes as well as his words.
The girl nodded jerkily as she stood, her mother giving her a kiss atop her head while wrapping an arm gently around her shoulders. Ren stood on her toes and rubbed her nose side to side against we mothers, a smile slowly finding a home on her lips. Nose kisses were a farewell gesture her mother made up when she had started kindergarten, and it became habit now. A smile similar to Ren's own twitched on her mother's lips.
Ren adored her mother's small, intimate gestures and warmth. She liked to think her mother's voice would be like the glass beads in her hair, if only her mother hadn't happened to loose her voice when she was young.
"Good luck sweetheart. I'll be waiting here." Ren's mother signed to her with teary eyes, stepping back to watch them at the doorway.
Ren nodded once again, her smile stretching over his face.
"Thanks 'Ma." Ren spoke, finding it hard to keep tears of her own from her eyes.
The two left then, the wolves her parents shared their hearts with were curled up in their own sleeping huts. Both slept soundly as they made their way down the icy path that would lead them to the choosing house. Not many we're up so early in the day, so the road was quiet. Here and there other tribes people greeted them as they passed, but it was still fairly silent. Neither father nor daughter minded. Just the excited air from them both was enough to hold a conversation.
Eventually Ren reached for her fathers hand and squeezed it as the adoption building came into sight. A good natured chuckle rumbled in her father's throat as he looked down at his daughter.
"Are you nervous?"
"... A little bit." She admitted.
"That's good." He answered her as she looked up at them. A childish grin spread over his face, crows feet appearing at the corners of his eyes. "A little nervousness keeps you sharp. You're my daughter after all, so you're bound to have some sort of surprise when you meet your familiar."
Before she could ask her father what he meant they were opening the doors and stepping inside.
Ren found herself assaulted with the familiar smell of dogs - "did all canines smell like this?" she wondered as the door closed behind them. Still, it was a comforting smell. Her parents smelt like this after spending long periods of time with their familiars.
Slightly dazed from the sounds and smells, Ren found herself letting go of her father's hand and instead gripping his coat as they were lead to the receiving room.
Eventually all that separated Ren from her wolf was a door with a small window. She couldn't see out of this window - it was far too high up for her to be able to see - but she could feel all the anxiousness melt away to excitement. Kneeling, her father cupped her jaw and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"Good luck, baby girl."
He ruffled her hair as the door was opened, swinging inward. She took a hesitant step inward before entering the doom beyond the door.
It clicked shut.
Unsure what to do aside wait, Ren found herself a small corner in the large room full of young wolves and settled herself as well as her racing heart.
One fairly daring pup seemed to be eyeing her, brown and white markings mixing in dapples. Piercing blue eyes held her gaze and he puffed out his chest, sauntering towards her with determination. Her heartbeat raced. Was this it? Her wolf? She held out her arms and he bared his teeth, a puppy-like growl following it.
Her eyebrow raised its self. Feeling drawn to follow lead, she imitated him by pulling her lips over her teeth and giving her most ferocious growl in response. The pup leaped at her then, attempting to bite her into submission. Like a title wave his thoughts invaded hers, though they made no sense to her she could feel hostility, frustration and above all else loneliness. The only words she could grasp were a name: Tsukishima. That was this pups name.
Pain stabbed her heart as she twisted her arm, gently prying off the wolf's teeth off her jacket. No harm was done to either of them.
"I've been waiting so long, Ren. So very long." He finally spoke, his voice full of a longing emotion she couldn't name.
A tentative hand brushed through the fur of his neck, attempting to sooth his rattled emotions. Tsukishima responded with a slow wag of his tail, burring his snout under her arm, practically crawling onto her lap.
"Sorry, Tsuki." she apologized, lifting her legs so the pup rested close to her chest "You'll still come with me, right?" she asked quietly, hands burred in his thick dappled fur.
"Of course I will," he replied, pulling his head out from between her arm. His paws were pressed to her chest as he looked her in the eyes "To hell and back."
"To hell and back." she agreed, leaning down to greet him with a touch of her nose.
The two bonded then over the intimacy of touch, one never too far from the other's side. They're a constant comfort for one another and act as each other's solid ground.
Finally, she felt warm.

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