[jennfreckles]

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Name:
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Ends 12/15/17
Story can be any length

Rarity:
Traits;
Standard; Same colored eyes
Common; Extra large mouse ears, Hair edit
Uncommon; Back mane, Chin fur, Under fur
Rare; Halos, Aura X1, blindness
Very rare; Custom tail, Horns

[NURSENURSE]

User: Toshie
Name: Bryce fox
Story:
It was a dark night, and bryce was out in the forest.
The rain was pitter pattering on his back and head, the tree he was standing under diddnt provide much shelter
wolves were howling, he was cold and afraid

WIP

[jennfreckles]

bump!

[VoidRinkusu]

Mark

[Medd-Lee]

Mark, stories are good

[Spirit23Wolf]

User: Spirit23wolf
Name: Damianos
Story:
wip

[Corey Taylor]

User: RainbowMindedWolf
Name: Lucifer
Story: Lucifer was abandoned when he was just a young Noska. He learned to live by himself and never got involved with anything with other Noska's. Now, he is actually trying to be social, and not let his terrible thoughts get to him. So far he has to very close friends who are so called "edgy." He hopes to make other friends!

[jennfreckles]

bump

[Fiern]

This is technically past it's end date, but since you've not picked a winner yet and there's only one complete form I thought I'd give it a go, feel free to disregard if you'd like though!

User: Fiern
Name: Samael
Samael in mythology is sometimes seen as an angel, sometimes as a devil, and one of his name meanings is 'The Blindness of God' so it seemed fitting for this design!
Story:
It seemed an ugly irony that here in this underground warren of tunnels, this sepulchral catacomb, the only dependable light shone from one who could not see it.

Samael ground his teeth together, pointedly ignoring the whispering of those ragged few following pathetically behind him. How so many wound up down here never failed to amaze and exasperate him. The lucky ones he found while they were still alive. It was true the mountain pass was bitterly cold and treacherous, but it was far less so than these tunnels. Another murmured distrustful comment caused his faintly glowing tail to lash. How precisely did they think that he got around? Could they not see his oversized ears? They might as well have been yelling their comments. He should have just left them to wander and die of their own stupidity. It wasn't as if they'd thank him. No there'd just be more stories of the demon under the mountain. As if there weren't real predators down here.

And yet he could never bring himself to leave them. He resented them bitterly, and yet each life seemed precious to him, and he shepherded them safely through the darkness of his home whenever he could.

He did not understand others, but he understood himself even less.

[jennfreckles]

This is technically past it's end date, but since you've not picked a winner yet and there's only one complete form I thought I'd give it a go, feel free to disregard if you'd like though!

User: Fiern
Name: Samael
Samael in mythology is sometimes seen as an angel, sometimes as a devil, and one of his name meanings is 'The Blindness of God' so it seemed fitting for this design!
Story:
It seemed an ugly irony that here in this underground warren of tunnels, this sepulchral catacomb, the only dependable light shone from one who could not see it.

Samael ground his teeth together, pointedly ignoring the whispering of those ragged few following pathetically behind him. How so many wound up down here never failed to amaze and exasperate him. The lucky ones he found while they were still alive. It was true the mountain pass was bitterly cold and treacherous, but it was far less so than these tunnels. Another murmured distrustful comment caused his faintly glowing tail to lash. How precisely did they think that he got around? Could they not see his oversized ears? They might as well have been yelling their comments. He should have just left them to wander and die of their own stupidity. It wasn't as if they'd thank him. No there'd just be more stories of the demon under the mountain. As if there weren't real predators down here.

And yet he could never bring himself to leave them. He resented them bitterly, and yet each life seemed precious to him, and he shepherded them safely through the darkness of his home whenever he could.

He did not understand others, but he understood himself even less.

Congrats! this was past time, honestly forgot about it, but this was a great entry so you win :3