[Vluwu]

ahh! My first official Viscet adopt ;w; ♥ Tried to base them on grass?
Green is my favorite color alongside teal + blue, Had to hop on this months theme!

Username: Animal345
Name: Zero
Gender: Male

To Win this viscet,

Tell me why they're still holding onto that beat up... cloth? Was it always a scarf?

You have 600 words for the prompt. 150 word's must be written to qualify ^.^

You get three extras! one art OR 300 words is one extra c:

You may add them to the prompt or do whatever you like ♥ You may also pretty up your form!

Ends 04/02/18





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[b]*Username:[/b]
[b]*Viscet Name: [/b]
[b]*Viscet Gender:[/b]
[b]*Viscet's Biological Gender:[/b] [For breeding purposes]
[b]*Prompt:[/b] [Tell me why they're still holding onto that apparel. 150 words min, 600 words max.]
Extras: [Total of three if wished.  one art OR 300 words is one extra.]

♥ Mutations

x ♥ None c:

♥ Colors

x █ #3b7828
x █ #71d154
x █ #96ee7d
x █ #c4feb1
x █ #f0ffec

x █ #3b7828
x █ #96ee7d

x █ #3b7828
x █ #c4feb1

[the folly of man]

eek! it's so pretty! I'm excited for your future 'cets! :o

*Username:
*Viscet Name:
*Viscet Gender:
*Viscet's Biological Gender: [For breeding purposes]
*Prompt: [Tell me why they're still holding onto that apperel. 150 words min, 600 words max.]
Extras: [Total of three if wished. one art OR 300 words is one extra.]

res with an heirloom, said to originally belong to a ledgendary figure

[finifugal ✨]

mark :0

[~Teya~]

Congrats, Blu! What a pretty design

[Gadgetrocks]

"No, really, please call me Renny."

*Username:Gadgetrocks
*Viscet Name: Reynard, “Renny”
*Viscet Gender:Male
*Viscet's Biological Gender: [For breeding purposes]Male
*Prompt:

"Run my little fox,
run..."

It was all a misunderstanding, a horrible, horrible misunderstanding. My family were shepherds, I spent my childhood days feeding and petting sheep, helping my mother and father turn wool into yarn, and eating my mom's amazing potato soup. Then it happened. The guard knocked on the door, his gruff voice calling "Maria and Aldwin? Are you Maria?" He asked as my mother opened the door. "Yes I am." She told him, the guard told something to my mother I couldn't hear. After more of that amazing soup, my parents sent me to bed. I awoke to my parents talking in hushed, nervous whispers. A knock on the door. "Let me in!" A guards voice shouted. My mother rushed into my room, she wrapped my bed quilt that she had sewn around my neck and nuzzeled me on the head. She said calmly but sternly "You must go, my little fox." With that she kissed me on the head and my father hugged me. I stared at them, confused and scared. Then the door was torn down. It all happened so fast, my father drawing a sword and fighting a guard, fire leaping up, jumping out a window,
my mother yelling, "Run my little fox! Run!", and a clash of iron against bronze. I dashed into the woods, my mother's voice fading away with the ruby flames. I grew up too fast. With no one too take care of me, I became exactly I didn't want to become. A thief, a wanted thief.

Extras
"...So that the Queen's hounds don't catch you."

" Stop thief!" A guard yelled, his gruff but loud voice echoing throughout the marketplace. "Darn it!"I thought to myself, silently hoping the cloud Viscets would help me. As no heavenly help was coming, I grabbed the bag of cookies and bread I had stolen and started to run. "Left at the fruit stand, right at the pottery shop, and into the alley! " I repeated in my head, knowing the way to escape any guard. Smack! I hit the limestone wall hard and dropped to the pebble spotted floor. Seconds later I saw the guard's grumpy face staring down at me, looking very unamused. " Must have taken the wrong alley, right?" I joked, it didn't help though, as he heaved me to my feet and promptly cuffed my paws in the bronze cuffs all guards carry. It was going to take me a while to get out of this one.

For if they catch you, they shall surely trap you.

I was being held fast between two guards, bronze shackles keeping my paws behind my back and a guard tightly gripping my wrist. The palace throne room consisted of gold and marble tiles, yellow stained glass windows depicting Queen Mida, and a large golden throne, upon the throne lay Queen Mida."Guard! Why did you bring a streetrat in here?" She gazed at me, her golden eyes unblinking and terrifying. "Yer her royal highness, this is Renny, he's wanted." I wiggled my wrists, trying to annoy the guards and fake wave at the Queen. "Oh yes. Sir Renard Svenson.She said in a mocking tone, "I'm currently discussing the treason of the Wildwood family, and the disappearance of their daughter, Melon Wildwood. Take this streetrat to a deep dungeon holding cell,
I have no time to deal with him now."Her golden back leg twitched. "Shall I confiscate his scarf?" The male guard asked timidly. "No."She replied, "Its nothing but a rag, and he'll need something to keep him warm down there. Now get out of my sight!" And I was whisked away, down the sandstone stairs, to the dungeon.

An old "Renard the fox" cover

res with him being a thief, scarf from mother

[Pacsaj]

(Ah Gadget I love your entry. It must be continued. (It reminds me of the first WoF book tbh)
*Username: animal345
*Viscet Name: Zero
*Viscet Gender: Male
*Viscet's Biological Gender: [For breeding purposes]Male
*Prompt: [Tell me why they're still holding onto that apparel. 150 words min, 600 words max.]

"Zero! Run."
Zero woke up startled. Grandpa! Zero turned his head in search of his grandpa. To his surprise he was still sleeping with his old blanket around his neck. Slowly the adrenaline in his blood started to cool down. It was just a dream. He laid back down on his small paper and slowly drifted of to sleep.

The Alley they lived in in the morning was gorgeous. The sun sparkled and the birds chirped. Everything about the city made Zero feel happy. Even though he knew that he could never earn the little bit of money that he needed for his grandpa's medicine. Ever since his mom and dad disappeared he has lived with his grandpa who was poor from the start. Plus to make it worse the food that they had scraped from off of the street was making grandpa sick. Everyday Zero though the same thing How long does he have left? Zero shot out of the alley hoping to find something good for his grandpa to eat. He spotted a human not so far away eating some sort of food. Maybe he will be willing to share? Zero preferred to not steal because that is how he was raised. He believed only those who want to live on the street steal. He looked at the man begging. The man grabbed a near by rock and chucked it at him. As he yelled something in his language. A few Viscets were watching from afar. One of the approached him.
"Hey there!" he greeted, "It looks like you aren't from around here. You should try hunting. it is much easier that getting food from one of those things.
"Um, Ok! Can you teach me?"
"Do you know anything? Around these part you have to do things your self." The Viscet started to walk back to his friends. Clearly he had to get food on his own. Don't worry grandpa I will be back.
Zero started to walk away from the city. He was already farther than he had ever gone before. Zero stiffened. Someones following me. He wasn't certain but he had a feeling that someone was. He kept walking. He stopped to sniff the air. Even though he knew nothing about hunting he'd seen others do it. He kept going following the sent of a large deer. Maybe just MaybeHe followed the scent to a large river. It was beautiful. The water was very shiny and clear. Zero was able to see all of the small fish swimming by. Suddenly he spotted the deer. It was average sized. Just only a few inches taller than him. Zero charged at the deer with full force he rammed into it. SMACk! After a few more fighting the deer was dead. Zero was exhausted. Maybe there was an easier way?The sky was getting darker. Oh-No! Grandpa. I forgot all about him! I must find shelter it looks like it is going to rain. I will have to go home tomorrow.
The storm had made everything lose and dangerous. It was probably not the best Idea that Zero decided to camp under a mountain.
He grabbed the deer and started to head home. Zero had barely made it out of the mountain when he heard something. Am I still being followed? He did not care though all he wanted to do at this moment was go home. Suddenly Zero felt a rock fall on his head.
"Ow!"
He looked up and the cliff was starting to fall!
"Landslide!"
Zero could not move his body. He was stuck! I'm gonna die! I never got to say goodbye.Suddenly somebody rammed into him. Zero recognized the fur. "Grandpa!" Zero had so many questions. Had he followed me? How'd he get here?But this was not the time. As his grandpa pushed him aside the landslide hit. Zero fell to the ground.
After the landslide was settleing down Zero looked up.

649/600 the 49 will count toward the extra. The story was not finished.
Extras: [Total of three if wished. one art OR 300 words is one extra.]

After the landslide was settling down Zero looked up. Am I dead? Wheres Grandpa! He was no where in sight. Zero pushed through the debris looking under every rock and every tree. Nothing. He turned around What is that? Zero could not believe it. He did not want to. Grandpa! How had he not noticed it before. Under all the debris lie the body of Zero's grandfather. Neatly around his neck was his blanket. Zero grabbed the old blanket and did the same for his neck. He tried his best to make it look like a scarf. I never got to say good bye. Zero dropped to the ground and started to cry. The word that his father had spoken to him the day before he disappeared came to his head."Be strong my little one. No matter how far."He go to his feet. "Be strong." he repeated. "grandpa, I will miss you. Have safe travels." He bowed his head and gently started to bury him. He had to dig several feet so it would never be uncovered. After the job was done he neatly laid flowers on the grave. The work was hard but worth it to have his grandpa happy. Where ever he was. Zero noticed the blanket had even more holes in it. He made himself a promise though. No matter how ruined the blanket gets he will never lay his eyes off it.

285 words for extra


I did not have much time to work on my art so that is why it looks rushed. I may go back and make it look nicer. Oh and I learned something.. i am not very good at plaid.

[Trphlthdl]

*Username:
*Viscet Name:
*Viscet Gender:
*Viscet's Biological Gender: [For breeding purposes]
*Prompt: [Tell me why they're still holding onto that apparel. 150 words min, 600 words max.]
Extras: [Total of three if wished. one art OR 300 words is one extra.]

[Vluwu]

lil Bump c:

[Pacsaj]

Just wondering if this would count for our March adopt limit or April?

[Vluwu]

Whoops! Ment to close this yesterday ;w; I'll have this judged soon ♥

@Animal345 This will count to your march limit since they were posted in march c: