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[weegeestar5]

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ｉ＇ｌｌ ｓｔａｎｄ ｕｐ ｗｉｔｈ ｙｏｕ ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ
ｉ＇ｌｌ ｂｅ ｔｈｅｒｅ ｆｏｒ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ ｉｔ ａｌｌ
ｅｖｅｎ ｉｆ ｓａｖｉｎｇ ｙｏｕ ｓｅｎｄｓ ｍｅ ｔｏ ｈｅａｖｅｎ


Username: weegeestar5
Kennel Number: #2
Use:

Name: Vince
Gender: Male
Species and/or Breed: Dog; husky
Age: Adult
Personality:
+ loyal, smart, truthful, brave
- grumpy, stubborn, greedy, solitary
History:
-> born in the streets
-> parents both taught him and his siblings a lot abt living life as a city dog
-> on the constant run from dog-catchers p much
-> met 93, she was scared and lost
-> at first he just kinda taught her a few lessons so that she'd be able to survive on her own
-> she got attached to him
-> p much ended up adopting her as his daughter, tho he was grumpy abt it
-> they constantly have to escape trouble
-> 93 got trapped by dog-catchers and BOY was he mad
-> got himself caught [a great fear of his] so that he could be near her in the pound
-> broke out of the pound with her
-> they live back amongst the streets
-> meet Dwayne and dimmy,, write abt relationship development
-> they raise the kiddos together
Extra(s):
-> art
-> story
-> relationships
hopesanddreams

Big wip, joined form with 93

[weegeestar5]

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ｉ ｍａｙ ｎｏｔ ｈａｖｅ ｎｉｎｅ ｌｉｖｅｓ， ｂｕｔ ｔｈｉｓ ｏｎｅ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｂｒａｎｄ ｎｅｗ
ｙｅｓ， ｉ＇ｖｅ ｌｉｖｅｄ ａ ｇｏｏｄ ｏｎｅ； ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｔｒｉｅｄ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｔｒｕｅ
ｔｈｅｒｅ ａｒｅ ｓｏｍｅ ｔｈｉｎｇｓ ｉ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｒｅａｌｉｚｅｄ ｔｉｌｌ ｉ ｍｅｔ ｙｏｕ
ｈｏｗ ｔｈｅ ｗｉｎｄ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｏｎ ｍｙ ｃｈｅｅｋｓ ｗｈｅｎ ｉ＇ｍ ｂａｒｋｉｎｇ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｍｏｏｎ


Username: weegeestar5
Kennel Number: #93
Use:

Name: Rosa
Gender: Female
Species and/or Breed: Dog; mutt
Age: Child
Personality:
+ optimistic, kind, confident, observant
- childish, nervous, clingy, naive
History:
-> born in the streets
-> her mother used to be a house dog, was abandoned
-> mother died of sickness when she was v young
-> dog-catcher caught her siblings
-> tries to journey to save her siblings, but doesn't know much abt survival
-> scared and lost; met vince
-> he taught her some lessons about survival
-> she began to see him as a father figure and became attached to him
-> ended up getting adopted by vince p much
-> constantly have to escape trouble
-> got trapped by a dog-catcher, was terrified, but used it as an opportunity to look for her siblings; not realising they had been adopted
-> vince broke her out of the pound
-> they live back amongst the streets
-> meet Dwayne and dimmy, relationship development here. she and dimmy p much become brother and sister and are v close
-> still has goals to find her siblings
Extra(s):
-> art
-> story
-> relationships
hopesanddreams

Big wip, joined form with 2

[Sunlitsecrets]

Oh, important thing I forgot to mention, everyone!
If you’re going to keep working on a form from the last round, make sure you change the code word! We won’t see it otherwise.

[recklessgod]

Username: recklessgod
Kennel Number: Kennel 55
Species and/or Breed: Canine
Use: Salil will become the third member of my Trio, with Sam (whom I won in the last round!) and Rian.
Name: Salil
Gender: Male
Age: Two and a half years
Personality: Salil is very quiet and distant. He wants to believe that there might be something more out there, something more for himself than the abuse he endured in the past. Upon stumbling upon Sam and Rian, he learns that even though there is bad in the world, there is good too, you just have to find it. And while searching for his family, he also searches for happiness. Salil can be temperamental, and his mood changes rather often, but usually to shades of sadness. While in the puppy mills, he saw things that changed him forever, and suffers from PTSD. He doesn't tell anyone and tries to keep it under control himself, but sometimes he slips. He tries to keep to himself, but he doesn't want to bring Rian and Sam down, so he pretends for them to make sure they're okay.
History: Salil was rescued from a puppy mill when he was very little. After spending several weeks on an animal sanctuary, he was adopted by a nice family that loved him very much. Not long after being adopted, he was taken from the family's yard, and put back into a puppy mill. He went through several months of that before finally escaping by complete luck. When trying to find his old family, he was told by a new family's dog that they had moved in recently after the other family had left. The other dog, Otto, offered to try and get his family to let him stay, but Salil wanted to find his other family. He's been searching for them ever since, roaming from place to place to try and find his family. Much like Sam, he's hopeful they'll take him back, but he has no idea where they went. He met Sam and Rian one night in a storm. They'd been looking for shelter and had come across his den, and asked for refuge until the storm passed. Sam and Rian explained that they were adventurers, searching for new things to see and do. Salil asked to join them, since he was often moving around himself and thus became part of what they now call The Trio. On top of trying to find Sam's biological family, they're now trying to find Salil's family. As time goes on, Salil decides that he wants to stay with Rian and Sam, even if they find his family.
Extra(s): Slight language warning.
hopesanddreams

Salil sat in his cage, quiet and alone. He'd been taken from his mother about a week ago. He'd heard rumors that she'd been taken away. He didn't know what that meant. He pressed himself farther back into his cage as footsteps pounded past. Was this hat his life would be like? Cold, and dark, and lonely? Scared that this was what he'd have to go through forever, he looked to the crate next to him. It was an old pitbull, far past her years for breeding.
"Do they let us go after we do what we're supposed to do?"
The old pitbull lifted her head lazily, her old, milky eyes finding him somehow. "I'm afraid not, darlin'. We tend to be stuck in here, but I've seen a many couple of cute little pups like yourself be adopted out. I don't know how they hide what they're doing." Her head dropped back onto her paws as he spoke up again.
'Do you think I have a chance?"
Her voice was quiet. "I think we all had a chance, once, pup. What yer name?"
"I don't have one. What's yours?"
She chuckled, a gruff, breathy laugh. "Piedmont was what my owners called me before I was taken."
He nodded a bit, unsure if she could even see him through the milky film on her eyes. "What's it like to have owners?"
She sighed, "It was amazing. At first, I was sad. They'd taken me from my family. But I learned that they only wanted the best for me. They played with me, bathed me, fed me. They had loved me."
Salil, who didn't have his name yet, sighed softly. "It sounds nice."
He could hear the smile in her voice. "You want a name, pup?"
He pressed his paws against the side of his crate to get a look at her. "I'd love a name!"
"My owners had a son. He had the brightest blue eyes. They named him Salil. I loved to wrap up with him. He was so small, I wanted to protect him. And I did the best I could until I was taken. Would you like the name Salil?"
That's when the sirens began.

Piedmont rested quietly by the fire. He laid by her side. Ever since they'd all been rescued from the mill, he stuck by her side. It had been a few weeks since the rescue had taken them, and they loved them just as much as any family did. He'd heard them say that several families were stopping by today to look for pets. He was so excited. He wanted him and Piedmont to be adopted together, but Piedmont had explained that most of the time, families just got one dog at a time and that if he was adopted without her, it would be alright. He lifted his head as several cars pulled up, and nudged Piedmont. She looked up, not that it did her much good. She'd gone completely blind, but her sense of smell kept her going. "What is it, Salil?"
"The families are here."
She smiled and nudged him up. "Go meet them, pup. I'll be here."
He got up, stumbling nervously over to the entry way as families came in. He yelped in surprise and began to wiggle as someone scooped him up. It was a little boy with big, dark eyes, black curly hair, and dark skin. "Momma, Papa! This one!"
Salil could hear the family chuckle as they took him from the boy. "Alright. Set him down and play with him while we go to one of the rescuers."
Salil felt the ground under his paws once more, and took off to Piedmont. "Piedmont! Piedmont! I'm leaving. I don't want to go without you!"
Piedmont looked up at his cries and made an oof noise as he ran right into her sides. "Pup, you'll be alright. Families take good care of us. You be good now, pup." She gave him a quick lick as he was picked up once more, and carried away from her.
"Goodbye, Piedmont! Thank you!" She heard him howl as he was carried away.

(I'm totally not gonna try and find someone to draw Piedmont as a new character, what?)

by Sunlitsecrets

[Raptocidic]

Username: q1q2q3q4
Kennel Number: 6
Species: Cat
Use: Primarily to use in my time travel universe, Time Truffles. It's a scifi-fantasy world littered with an alien fungi species that produces these truffles that cause time travel. He will also be used in other universes/timelines too, this will be the first one i develop.
Name: Dr. Angel
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Setting: Time Truffles Universe
Personality:
Intelligent and he knows it. In general he's well aware of his strengths and weaknesses, but he keeps both equally as quiet. If you met him you wouldn't see him as someone who keeps to himself, especially since he's published so many of his findings and opinions on many different subjects. But Dr Angel actually keeps almost everything to himself outside of his work and discoveries. He can discuss in great confidence his work and even come across like he's boasting a bit, but any other subject and he'll try to direct the subject away and back to his work. If he has to talk about something other thsn science you'll see a rather shy figure emerge. He found his confidence in science and used it as a way to hide his insecurities. Dr Angel isn't necessarily a very anxious being, however throughout his lifetime he was one of the only of his species, having been taken from Earth as a kitten and raised on a faraway planet. As he grew up he's become very weary of being 'alien'. This doesn't worry him too much nowadays as he's a recognised & respected being for his work, but this anxiety and shyness he grew up with shaped him into someone who's almost always unable to open up. If he does open up to someone, they're extremely special, to the point where Dr Angel would risk anything or anyone for if they were in danger, no matter the cost. He's a logical thinker. He loves debates, although most are simply with himself, as almost no-one can keep up with his brain or habbit of talking very fast whilst in a brainstorm. He does talk to himself a lot, although it's all about science every time.

History:
-was born on earth as a normal kitten
-abducted by an alien species called tausaliens for research purposes
-genetically modified by the aliens and brought to their home planet, Tausa
-learns Tausish, the aliens language
-becomes a citizen of Tausa and gets a tausalien education
-becomes a scientist. starts off small but grows popular
-specialises into time travel & dimension shifts
-publishes a holographic novel (and a virtual version) of his research & theories of distorting time
-invents a tsp, or time shifting portal (device). nicknames it the Tea Spoon as a sort of personal joke
-uses the tsp for experiments
-has many discoveries from the tsp, but only shows off one or two to the public
-invented a portable version of the tsp and started using it to travel
-nowadays uses the tsp to get up to trouble when he's bored of his laboratory


hopesanddreams

[Raptocidic]

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Username: q1q2q3q4
Kennel Number: 11
Species: Cat
Use: I want to use him in my Time Truffles universe as a companion for a character called Tribal. He'll join him somewhere halfway in Tribal's timeline. Although i'd also use him for other things too, just like most of my characters.
Name: Blood
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Setting: Time Truffles Universe
(scifi-fantasy world littered with an alien fungi species that produces these truffles that cause time travel)
Personality:
Blood's a confident, adventure loving guy. He's rather clumsy thanks to his lack of eye-body coordination from spending years in a lab where he didn't do much. The unknown seems to call to him because of this lack of activity in early life. Thanks to his boost in self confidence after the Time Truffle invasion and joining Tribal, he can be a bit too confident at times and he's begun to develop a habit of boasting. He's good hearted on the inside and only ever wants the best for others, or at least most of the time.
History:
(backstory)
Blood was born in a lab on Earth during a time when genetically modifing animals had become legal and popular. He was genetically modified to have unusual bright colored markings and really good strength. Whilst most of these gm lab animals were created and sold to the pet trade, Blood fell under the 20% used for thurther research and overall lab testing. He was named B100D as a tag and was chipped under this code. Blood spent his whole childhood under lab conditions. He was lucky and used as a subject to watch the behaviour of - He could have easily ended up being used for dissection instead.

Having been stuck in a lab room his whole life so far, he never got the chance to stretch his legs enough to get used to his genetically modified strength. As a result, Blood showed signs of being rather clumsy at a young age. Bloods first major clumsy accident was knocking a test tube over and spilling chemicals onto his legs. The chemicals started to eat into his body and even reach the bone in some areas. As a result of this early injury Blood has worn bandages on his front legs for years.

Blood continued to live in lab conditions as he went into adulthood. Little did he or anyone else know, Earth was about to be invaded.

It started off completely undetected. A small meteor landed in a farmers feild. It was about the same size as a sesame seed. The meteor was infact a tiny seed, sent out in desperation from an alien plant species who's planet had long been destroyed. This seed was their last hope, their last offspring. A tiny shoot shot out of the seed. It felt the ground, patting it and searching for growing conditions. The seed seemed to dislike the spot it had landed in, it was too crowded. It flicked it's shoot quickly at the soil and threw itself into the air. The seed spent the whole afternoon hopping around odly untill it found perfect, comfortable conditions. From there it planted itself into the soil and started to grow. This seed soon became a giant alien plant that spread across the whole space of Europe underground, twisting and weaving itself around human activity to remain undetected.

Meanwhile, Blood had matured into a clumsy, tough-acting adult, although he was rather laid back. He'd learnt to enjoy and appreciate being stuck in a lab as he recognised that he was lucky to be alive and not disected, as well as the seemingly infinate supply of food that humans gave him. He had become a real favourite amongst the scientists who worked with him. Although, Blood began to develop a desire for an adventure. Whilst he enjoyed his laid-back life he was given, he wanted to explore more than just the lab shelfs and test tube racks. He was getting bored of knocking over chemicals for entertainment.

One observation humans had made besides his clumsiness was his intelligence, an accidental side effect of his genetic modifications. B100D was marked as more intelligent than most gm animals at the time. People observed how he made up his own puzzles and games for himself and/or someone else to solve. Blood managed to sneak out of his usual area and he somehow snatched a scalpel from somewhere. His original plan was supposed to involve cutting up and defacing some of the scientists notebooks and work, however Blood managed to trip over his own tail and crash into the wall, cutting his face open and causing the first scar on his tail. Fortunately, the scalpel was sterile and didn't cause any infections, but Blood was left with nasty wounds that eventually healed up into some of the scars seen on him today.

A while after his wounds had fully healed, Blood was given a test. For the first time ever, he would be outside. He was given a small pen at first, so he could get used to the outside.

"Blood stepped out onto the green grass. He felt the mix of grass and morning residue on his paws. It felt right. He didn't know why, but the grass felt like the missing adventures from his life, as if all the missed experiences were calling him. For the first time ever, Blood felt at one with his instincts. He sniffed the morning air and heard the early song of the birds. He turned slightly to face a gentle breeze. Blood stood there for a few seconds, simpily taking in everything and observing the outside world. This was the unknown, and yet he didn't fear it."

Blood was then introduced to a bigger pen and then an even bigger one untill he had a garden's worth to explore. And this is when he found one.

It was midday on a weekend. Blood was enjoying exploring his new area in detail. He patrolled it all the way up to the border to the very middle, making a map of his area in his mind. He had recently gotten his final garden updrage in wise of floor area, and he was keen to explore his new unknowns.

And then he saw it., in the very corner of his garden. It was dull and small, but it smelt sweet. It tempted him to eat it, to take a bite. What Blood saw was one of the first budlings of the secretive alien species. Blood took a bite and - poof! He vanished from the spot he was in and he appeared in his lab room (that now had a catflap to the outside). Blood was stunned by this, but passed it off as nothing at first.

Over time, more an more of these alien budlings popped up. (budlings is what a young time truffle is called) Although this alien invasion made the news, the budlings appeared rather harmless to everyone. Scientists went wild over the young time truffles and many were taken to labs for testing. Around the same time food shortages begun and the less food there was, the more truffles there appeared to be. But no-one thought much of it. Many were expecting food shortages due to earth's massive overpopulation problem, everyone knew shortages would come sooner or later. Eventually there wasn't enough food to go around, and so people turned to eating the tine truffles, since they were so abundant. This caused utter chaos. Eating a time trouffle randomly sends its consumer into a random different part of time & a often also different location. Humans quickly learnt this, but continued to eat them anyway, as they had no choice. Eventually most humans & animals either died of starvation or got transported to a time where the truffles hadn't come to earth yet.

Blood watched all of this happen from the safety of his lab window. It broke his heart a bit. He saw how almost everyone had just two choices, to starve to death or eat truffles and hope you didn't get stuck at a bad time, or get transported into space. Blood felt guilty whenever he ate his food, knowing he had years worth of food at the lab, and everyone else got next to nothing. Blood spent a few months like this until he couldn't take it. He felt he had to act. He snuck into various labs to try and find something to help.

After looking through a few rooms but finding nothing that sparked his interest, Blood entered another room. It was another boring lab with the same old white walls. This room seemed a lot messier though and there were odd grease marks here and there. In this room Blood found a strange box-like device. He took it without really thinking. It looked different from the normal lab items, it looked unique. It looked like it would do something special. Blood rummaged around more lab rooms some more useless looking stuff, picking up odd bits along the way and bringing them back to a safe hiding space in his outside area.

A few more guilty days passed. These days turned into months.
During this time, Blood had played around with the things he collected, starting with the top of his pile, so the more recent ones. Eventually he got to the box thing. It had some nice looking carved patterns into an unidentifiable material. It had what appeared to be a button on each face of the shape. Blood could see a crack in the material and something that looked like a hinge, so he figured out that the box thing must open. Blood played around with the item for a while, pressing different combinations of buttons, shaking it, tossing it, anything he could think of. But the box wouldn't open. After a long day, Blood got fed up of the box and tossed it into a puddle. He turned around and headed for the lab.

Just as Blood was settling down to sleep, the patterns on the box started to glow a faint pastel yellow. The yellow was very dull at first and nobody noticed it, however it started to rain and the yellow glow became a lot brighter. Blood didn't get much rest, perhaps 15 minuets at most. He opened his eyes to see a stunning light yellow glow. Closing his eyes out of fear of getting blinded, Blood slowly approached the glowing box. He went up to it and touched it with his paw, batting it out of curiosity. The box opened up and inside was some sort of vacuum or vortex, as Blood got trapped inside it. The box disappeared from its current location.

The box was functioning similar to the Time Truffles. It took Blood to what appeared to be a random location. Blood was thrown out of the tiny box and onto the flood. Stunned and unaware of what just happened, Blood looked around dizzily, stumbling as he tried not to fall over. He tripped on something and fell head first into a goopy material. A feline figure walked up to him and stood besides him. The figure picked up the small box and sat down on the floor. The figure mumbled to themself.
"Hmm. These boxes really are interesting. Well, i got them at a discount, i'd say money well spent."
The figure turned their head to face Blood, who was still on the floor.
"I'd pick yourself up if i were you, that goop is corrosive."
Immediately Blood sat up and stood up, brushing the goo off his fur. He looked at the figure. They appeared to be another gm cat, with unnatural coloring and perfect patterning. The figure wore a scarf round their neck and a pocket watch tied around their tail.
"So who's the box brought to me this time? "
Blood replied "uhh, i'm Blood. My actual name is B100D, but that was just an experiment code-"
"hmm, so a lab experiment, eh? Interesting."
Blood looked unimpressed. "I'm not some escaped lab experiment!"
"Sorry, my mistake. Your definitely a lab creation though. A human creation by the looks of things, you can't be Tausalien unless you came from their earlier development, perhaps?"
"Tausalien?"
"Thought so. Look, it's a long story, but this box thing-"
"The box that basically napped me and sent me here wherever I am."
"Yes, this box did that deliberately, Inside it is advanced ai that responds to H2O. Admittedly i did send it out to go and find something interesting, i was just testing it out."
"Why did it take me of all things it could have taken?"
"Apparently it thinks you're interesting or something. It seems to believe that you're really important or something, though it may just be a faulty box."
Blood said nothing. He took a moment to try to take in all of this information.
"Wait, who are you and where the flip am i?!"
"You're currently standing on the planet Epleon V, or whatever's left of it. And, I'm Tribal."
"Hmm... How far away is Earth?"
"Earth's long gone, well it's still there, just taken over by Time Truffles. There's no use in going back there, unless you want to risk your life to harvest some truffles."
"oh. I lived there, right before the box took me here."
"Well, you'd have died soon, that plant get's hungry. It eats through every other plant species and then moves onto the next planet. Eventually it will wipe clean the universe of it's lifeforms and it will be the last living thing to exist and die."
"Well thats certainly cheery."
"It may be stoppable. I just don't know how to stop it."
"I could help?"
"Eh, What could you do?"
"Well i don't have anywhere to go now, so i may as well tag along with you?"
"Do you have to?"
"Yes?"
"Fine. If you must."
hopesanddreams

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♕Username:♕Crøwned
♕Kennel Number:#21
♕Species and/or Breed:Canine
♕Use:Art and maybe some roleplays
♕Name: Edie
♕Gender: Male
♕Age: 5 Years
♕Likes: Edie is a big fan of running. He also loves, being stroked on the back and playing with his owner.
♕Dislikes: Edies really hates, super hot days, being really dirty and eggs. He doesn't like rock music all that much as it hurts his ears.
♕Personality: Edie is a generally well mannered canine. Although, when he makes up his mind he can be stubborn. Edie dislikes change and is not a fan for scary things. He is a keep-to-himself kind of canine. Edie has some clever ideas every now and then, but you can't call him a genius. He can run fast and is thankful for that.
♕History: Edie was born in a cozy house a long with 4 other siblings. No one knew why, but Edie was the only orange furred dog in his family. He was the last too be sold. He was not as cute and pretty as the rest of his siblings. Edie had a slightly longer nose and larger eyes. He always though that no one would want him. No one would love him. Until, one day, a young girl came in a laid her eyes on Edie. She fell instantly in love with him. She took him home and showed him around. By the time he was adopted, Edie had learnt how to walk so he didn't need to be taught. Edie loved his girl and his girl loved him. Edie had made himself feel at home right away. Edie never really had the feeling to leave or explore. He had everything he needed in this house. He wasn't very good with nature either.
♕Extra(s):Extra Art (Reference)
hopesanddreams

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♕Username: ♕Crøwned
♕Kennel Number: #26
♕Species and/or Breed: Cat/ Maine Coon
♕Use: Art only
♕Name: Silvay
♕Gender: female
♕Age: 6 Years
♕Likes: Silvay absolutely likes reading and anything she can learn from. Silvay also enjoys flying at sunrise.
♕Dislikes: The things that Silvay don't like are eating other animals (Rodents, fish). Silvay also hates rude people and bullies.
♕Personality: Silvay is a very quiet and shy winged cat. She is also fond of learning new things. Silvay is elegant and sensitive. She gets upset easily, but tries not to cry. When she is provoked she can be feisty and a bit stubborn. She doesn't hate anyone, she prefers the term dislikes. Silvay has a way with things and she is very smart.
♕History: Silvay was hatched from an egg in a land of clouds named "Vesideity". Silvay had 2 loving parents who raised her to be an intelligent young cat. Silvay was always one for an adventure. As soon as her parents said they were going somewhere Silvay hadn't she would race over to them and beg them to let her come a long. As soon as Silvay turned old enough, she left the cloud lands and came to the ground, where she first discovered soil and trees. She made her home nestled into the bluffs and began examaning the ways of human life. She listened to them communicate and watched them interact. Silvay grew fond of these fascinating creatures and made a descision to stay down here for a couple of years to watch the further. Silvay grew to speak their language and often would call to them to see their reacions. She really was a bit cheeky.
♕Extra(s): No Extras
hopesanddreams

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♕Username: ♕Crøwned
♕Kennel Number: #120
♕Species and/or Breed: Horse
♕Use: Art only
♕Name: Bane
♕Gender: Stallion
♕Age: 6 Years
♕Likes: Bane enjoys socialising with friends, eating hay and chilling in the shade. Bane loves eucalyptus leaves a lot.
♕Dislikes: Bane isn't a fan of stormy days, stepping in puddles and being disrespected. He hates being in charge as well.
♕Personality: Bane is a strong and confident horse. He is persuasive and intelligent. Bane can slightly overreact depending on the cause. If he gets close to someone he can worry too much and overwhelm himself or get bad stress. Bane is loud and humorous and he loves making jokes and puns.
♕History: Bane was born and bred in a stable in a somewhat mystic dimension. His red coat and white markings made him look like a tribal warrior. Bane loved to go out and socialise. Bane made lots of friends and was always polite to elders. When Bane became an adult, he had to go and see his father on the other side of his town. So, Bane had to walk through a variety of climates. A long the way, he met a witch and befriended her. After all, it's better to have more people with you, then against you. Bane was so friendly with her and said that he wished that he was able to live long enough so he could see ll the sites of the world. Little did he know what the witch had planned as a gift. The witch had considered what Bane was thinking and had cast a spell on him, making him immortal. Bane was not happy at all. He didn't want to live forever. Bane left and didn't ever return to stop by on the witch.
♕Extra(s): No Extra's
hopesanddreams

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♕Username: ♕Crøwned
♕Kennel Number: #122
♕Species and/or Breed: Canine/Dingo
♕Use: Art and some roleplays
♕Name: Bandicoot
♕Gender: Male
♕Age: 5 Years
♕Likes: Bandicoot loves his mate Syderia and his 6 pups: Aise, Kirey, Haidu, Jaze, Veness and Loki. He also enjoys the sun, hunting and watching his pups smile.
♕Dislikes: Bandicoot doesn't like being ignored or unacknowledged. He likes to know he is boss and that he makes the descision. He hates being told what to do.
♕Personality: Bandicoot is a fierce and loyal Dingo. He is confident and brave. He does not get fooled easily and is very fond of his mate Syderia. Bandicoot can be stubborn, but when he is happy, he is, friendly, humorous and a lot of fun.
♕History: Bandicoot was born into his dads pack, but left as soon as he was able to, to create his own. He marked out territory where there was: water, good hunting, shelter and less heat. It was always hot in the deserts of Australia. Bandicoot was going a long his borders when he met the most beautiful female named Syderia. Syderia and Bandicoot had fallen in love and had 2 puppies. One was patchy like Bandicoot and the other was golden-white like Syderia. The male patchy pup was named Aise and the female golden pup was named Kirey. Bandicoot's pack continued to grow as his pups mates came and had children then those pups got mates. It was a never ending cycle. Of course Bandicoot and Syderia had another litter. This time there were 4.
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hopesanddreams

[koushi.]

Username: Greetings! I'm crutchie_, but you can just call me Crutch. You may know me as » Asterous «, but I changed my username a few months ago. I have adopted two kiddos from here, Scarlett and Minka.

Why am I interested?: I have been wanting to do something with Morris since Dove owned the adoption center. He originally started out as a member of the Arsenal gang, but I decided that I wanted him to have a bigger role. His design is also something I absolutely adore! Natural colors and designs are one of my favorite things on a character. I also love heterochromia, so it was unlikely that I wasn't going to try and win him.

What will he be used for?: Morris will become one of my many, many, many characters that receive both art and affection. I will admit that lately my creativity has gone down the drain and I haven't been drawing as much because of school, but I'm confident that that'll change in the following months. Fingers are crossed!


Kennel #: 107
Name: Morris Vaskas
Alias: Axer
Name meaning and origin: Moorish, or dark and swarthy / French or British
Age: Young adult
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Mutt [American Pit Bull

Personality:

Desptite the notion that the gang leader is the most merciless member of a gang, Morris is actually the most mellow. He made a vow that if he was going to be Axer, he would do things his way-not his father's. He is a very compassionate little dog who is always logical in his descisions. In his mind, everyone is innocent until proven guilty. Morris is also the most least likely to fight. Pain is horrible and Morris will do everything to avoid it and avoid giving it to others. In other words, he's a pacifist. Others translate this into cowardess, but Morris lets them believe what they want. He wouldn't call them out or try to make an example. Instead of gaining obedience by fear, Morris elects to use mercy instead. Another thing to note about Morris is his intelligence. While he may not be completely "street-smart", he is the perfect balance between that and book smart. He uses logic and reason to solve problems that he experiences while out.

One of Morris's biggest flaws is his hesitance. Important questions and decisionss scare him to no end and he often turns to Artemis for help. Being pressured to make things happen often makes him freak out. This is especially harmful if it is an important spur of the moment decision that could have severe consequences. During his first year of being Axer, he actually threw up once because he was overwhelmed by the amount of responsibility he now had. Morris is also very defensive, especially when it comes to his father. He respeacts his father and will do whatever it takes to make sure that his memory remains clean. This has lead to several conflicts with the Arsenals, whose leader, Ringo, has a tendabcy to slander his father whenever he gets the chance. It is one instance that Morris will not excuse.

tries to run the gang differently, tries not to fight too much but feels pressured to, shows compassion where he can; extremely intelligent; fair; hates being compared to his dad; not good under pressure

History:

Morris was not born into the life he knows today. He was born in a small Brooklyn apartment to a teacher and a dishwasher. Family life was good for him. His mother taught him how to play piano and his father taught him Spanish. He was closer with his father than with his mother, but he loved them both equally. It is good to mention here that Morris's father was not from Brooklyn and was not all that he seemed. Originally from Manhattan, Milligan Vaskas was second in command to Axer, the leader of a gang that would later be called the Hawks. However he left that life after his wife announced her pregnancy and dedicated himself to raising his child away from the streets he had once prowled. Rosie Vaskas loved her husband, but she knew that the peace wouldn't last forever. Nevertheless, both parents focoused on their pup and life was good - for a while.

When Morris was about ten, a husky by the name of Bones showed up at their door and told them that the old Axer had died and had named Milligan the next Axer. At the time, Morris did not understand what was happening. This situation was new to him. His father, fueled by his loyalty, accepted the call. His mother was furious and after a few weeks of bitter fighting, they divorced. His mother did not show up for the custody hearing, so Morris ultimately went with his father back to Manhattan. There he was introduced to the gang he would come to inherit. His father also took a turn and became cold and distant in the years that followed. Adjusting to life as a Hawk was not easy for Morris. He had always been reserved and shied away from conflict so learning the ropes of the gang proved to be a challenge. Reluctantly he trained with his dad and met the other members and tried his best to impress them. Many laughed at him but shut up once his father heard about it. The one thing that did come out of this experience was his friendship with Artemis. The optimistic lioness was the first to greet him when he arrived in Manhattan and was his main tutor. She also became his best friend and confidant when he needed one.

At 14, Morris has settled into his new life quite well. He had his father, a new place, and a new family. He would spend his days relaying information from one Hawk to the next and keeping tabs on all the other gangs that roamed the Manhattan streets. One day, Morris was jumped by a few members of the Hawks' biggest rival that would be named the Arsenals. They roughed him up and stole his bag. When Milligan, or now Axer, heard about what had happened he was absolutely furious. He went into Arsenal turf and challenged Ringo to a fight. Milligan forbade his son from attending the fight, but Morris was not going to be left behind. The fight took place in the neutral South side and it was the most terrifying night of Morris, and his father's, life. Ringo, the leader of the gang, was a huge Rottweiler that towered over most of his members. A few years later, Morris would realize that the big-eared kid with the gold collar was the Ringo that he knew. In the end, Morris watched his father slaughter the other dog in cold blood.

After that day, Morris became distant from his father and stayed away from the gang all together. He spent his time reading and writing letters to his mother back in Brooklyn. A few weeks later, his father became gravely ill. They didn't have the means for medicine, so it was just a waiting game. A month after Morris turned fifteen, Milligan Vaskas passed away and told his son that the title of Axer was being passed down to him. Morris was in shock, both because of the death and the burden he had just been handed. It was almost too much for him to handle. His mother offered to take him back to Brooklyn with her, and gosh he wanted to, but he was too loyal to his father to leave the Hawks without a leader. Thankfully, Artemis's parents room him in so he wasn't completely alone.

Now about nineteen years old, Morris Vaskas is now Axer, leader of the gang known as the Hawks. With the help of his second, Artemis, he aims to help his neighborhood and keep the peace on the East side. Unlike his father, he tries to keep away from conflict with the other gangs to the North and West. Even now, he dreams about leaving the gang and becoming a cop to help keep his city safe. But for now, he wears the title of Axer with pride in memory of his father.

Birthdate: February 14
Height: Not very tall
Hometown: Manhattan,NY
Occupation: Gang leader, busboy at a local cafe
Family:

· Milligan (Father, Deceased): Out of both of his parents, Morris was closest to his dad. The tickhound mix was a strong and compassionate man that loved his family. His transformation in Manhattan was one of the scariest things Morris ever saw.

· Rosie (Mother, Alive): This husky was a charming lady that was a devoted mother and wife. She was very strict with her son, only because she wanted him to have someone to talk to - something she never had. She has never said why she didn't fight for custody of her son, but continues to stay in touch with him.

Relationships:

Artemis - (43)
Ringo (Keagon)
Quartz
Tails (maybe)

Favorite drink: Hazelnut coffee (steals it from the cafe)
Favorite food: Spaghetti
Favorite color: White (stars)
Favorite book: The Outsiders, S.E Hinton

Hobbies: Though he may not look the part, Morris is a big singer and enjoys all things theater. He, of course, hasn't told anyone but Artemis. On slow days he will sneak into theaters to see a performance

Singing, tinkering

Hopes: - to be a piolet, to clean up the streets (cop)

Fears: blood, abandonment


still a wip c:

Notherround

[koushi.]

Username: crutchie_
Kennel Number: 43
Species and/or Breed:
Use:
Name: Artemis
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Personality:
History:
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