Pound of Hope [CLOSED PERMANENTLY]

[pancreas]

I am looking to not only adopt, but love for forever more...

Kennel number: P136; common creature | One hundred and thirty-six
Name: SoSo - I don't see why there would be any need to change this; it suits her and is completely unique. <3
Breed: Genetically altered Amur leopard

The Amur leopard (Panthera pardus orientalis), also known as the Far Eastern leopard, Korean leopard, and Manchurian leopard is one of nine recognised subspecies of leopard. It is a wild feline predator native to the mountainous areas of the Russian Far East. It used to inhabit the forests of Korea and China, but it has since become extinct in those countries. It is one of the rarest felids in the world with an estimated 30 to 35 individuals remaining in the wild. The International Union for the Conservation of Nature has deemed the Amur leopard critically endangered, meaning that it is considered to face an extremely high risk of extinction in the wild.

Scientific classification:
Kingdom: Animalia
Phylum: Chordata
Class: Mammalia
Order: Carnivora
Family: Felidae
Genus: Panthera
Species: Panthera pardus
Subspecies: P. p. orientalis

Trinomial name:
Panthera pardus orientalis
Panthera pardus amurensis (synonym)

Amur leopard
Korean: 고려표범
Russian: Дальневосточный леопард
Chinese: 远东豹

Why do you want this animal?:
SoSo is amazing. Gorgeous. Unique. Beautiful. I could carry on forever, but I don't want to bore everyone with my adjective vomit. From the moment I set eyes on her, I fell in love. But I couldn't apply for her - Prida ;D - but I secretly prayed that she would still be here when I managed to come back and apply. When I saw that she was, my heart lifted. It took no more than thirty seconds for me to be swamped with potential story ideas. I've chosen the one I have because I think it sums up her personality perfectly, and shines a light on the times in her action-packed life that have changed her.

It was her name that caught my attention. I was scrolling through the latest post when I saw that Ika had donated a creature, and when I saw the name I was immediately intrigued. And then I saw her, my mouth dropped open, and I fell in love. The name SoSo is unique, and I think it suits her perfectly. When I saw her name I thought of the word 'so-so', meaning neither good nor bad. This is one of the factors that spurred me on to give her such a heart-breaking story which is also joyful and humorous in places, just to tie her name into the story a little more.

Next is her colouring. Oh my gosh. Isn't she just the most amazing animal you have ever seen? I've been searching for a feline character for a while, and what a great one SoSo would be! I love the fact that she is naturally coloured; leopards are stunning animals and her rosettes just make me squee with happiness whenever I see them. And the wings are simply an added bonus that give me more ideas for her story. They just give her that edge, taking her from amazing, to well... Even more so! SoSo seems more elegant with them, more innocent and childlike, and this only makes me love her even more.
And her eyes! <33 That pale grey colour seems to suck me right in, giving me a glimpse into her soul. I absolutely adore that eye colour as well, I think it just seems so mysterious and guarded.
What will you do for it?:
I will do everything and anything for her. Lots and lots of art, a place on my thread and one on my website when it is up-and-running. I will spoil her, and make sure she is well looked after and never ignored. I will also continue her story on the thread, and will even write more about her whenever I get the idea (which I'm sure won't be hard to come by!).
Personality:
A micable - SoSo is very easy-going with everyone, has has a happy personality and tries her greatest to spread her joy to those around her. She doesn't go over the top with this though; she knows when it is time to calm down and be sensible.
M eek - She is very gentle, especially with those younger and smaller than her. SoSo can also be submissive around more intimidating creatures, becoming more quiet and shy.
U nassuming - SoSo isn't one to accuse someone of something, even if she has solid fact on her side. She doesn't like to think bad of anyone, and is quite ready to overlook a problem without speaking about it. However, she is not stupid, and if she fears that anyone is in danger, she will act wisely.
R espectful - SoSo respects everyone. She firmly believes in "Treat someone as you would like to be treated yourself", and she tries her hardest to do right and be polite. She even stays with her quote even when she isn't being respected herself. In her eyes, it will pay off sometime. Sooner or later.
L ikeable - There are very few creatures who dislike SoSo. Some may be gruff with her, or push her around, but they don't not like her. Maybe they are just trying to toughen her up. The only creatures who may have a problem with her are those who hate animals that are submissive and gentle. But mostly is liked by everyone, for her happy and gentle nature.
E motional - SoSo thinks about her past a lot, bringing up memories of her lost mother. She often yearns her presence, wondering whether she is even alive, and if she is, whether she still thinks of her kidnapped daughter. When she thinks of this, she can often get upset, and will sit in the corner of her cage, silent for once.
O bedient - SoSo rarely goes against other's decisions. She is more of a follower than a leader, although she will take control if pushed. She much prefers being told what to do, because then there is less chance of her going wrong.
P ositive - SoSo is optimistic, and likes to look on the bright side of things. She is quick to try and cheer someone up if they are grumpy, and could be called naive because she doesn't think anything bad is going to happen, and even when it does she gradually starts to think that something good might eventually come out of it.
A daptable - It is easy for her to settle into new places, and although she often pines for her old life, she can fit right in without disturbing anyone else. After a while it is as if she has been there the whole time; she observes the others actions towards each other, how they speak, and anything else useful, and then tries to blend in as well as she can.
R eliable - If you ask SoSo to do something, you don't have to worry about it not being finished. Even if it takes her a while or will be complicated to complete, she will instantly get to work and will not stop until it has been done to the best of her ability. However, she is easily manipulated because of this - she can be asked to do something 'innocently', and can then be watched as she slaves away to finish a task from which someone else will reap the rewards.
D edicated - Like the trait above, SoSo will not give up on a task until it is completed perfectly. She is also dedicated to her friends, and will do anything to help them, even if it means putting herself at risk. If a friend is in need, she thinks of nothing except how she can help them, and this will get put her in lots of danger when she tries to find a solution to their problems.

Likes:
Freedom
Company
Peace and quiet

Dislikes:
Memories
Cages
Characters:
Mir, Liebe
History/Background:
The leopard cub's eyelids fluttered uneasily, the occasional rustling of something that sounded like feathers the only think keeping her from slipping back unconscious. Her back ached, brief stabbing pains causing her to let out a weak mew, tuck her paws against her chest and wait impatiently for the roughness of her mother's tongue to calm her, to feel the warmth of her mother settling down beside her for the night. But she didn't come. The cub's ears twitched anxiously, and her paws scrabbled desperately, seeking her mother. But she could not find grip on this cold, hard surface that turned her body into a unwilling block of ice, and she slid along it unsteadily instead, her back twinging sharply each time. She mewed again; more loudly this time; her thin, wavery voice bouncing back at her from all sides. Mother, mother, mother, she cried to herself. Mother, mother, where are you? The cub huddled backwards, blinking more rapidly. Her blurred eyesight revealed nothing of these strange, unknown, unnatural surroundings, and she remembered how her mother had licked them every morning, allowing her to see the beautiful world for herself. But now she had to do it herself. Rolling onto her back, she patted her face again and again, pawing her eyes until at last they opened. Slowly, but surely, her surroundings came into focus. Her twitching tail stilled, and her paws dropped to her stomach in shock. Where on earth was she?

High above her, in the place where she had been expecting to see the cool, forget-me-not blue sky, flocks of birds silhouetted against the burning orange orb that was the sun; or perhaps even the damp, musty smelling rock cave roof she and her mother slept in, when the wind became shrill and the snow bit her nose; was a white, blank, plain surface. Tilting her head back, her eyes widened in shock, and she leapt to her paws, scurrying away from the terrifying sight that loomed up in front of her. Bars. A cage. She was in a cage. Behind bars. Trapped. She had only seen a cage once before in her life, one that had been crudely fashioned from wooden poles and strips of leather. Her mother had warned her to stay away, and she had - the opening of the cage reminded her of the gaping mouth of some evil, angry beast. And later that night her mother had sang her to sleep over the sounds of an animal's keening wails that continued through the night. It would all be over soon, her mother had whispered. A silly creature, one that had gone against it's instincts, powered by hunger. It would be over soon. And she was right. In the morning, the animal's cries had faded away, and the cage had disappeared, the ground around it scuffled, as if a fight had taken place. The cub had never been near that place again.

So why was she here? She had been careful. The cub had never been near another cage, and always stepped lightly, just in case another trap lay beneath the snowdrifts. Waiting to catch her out. Had she forgotten? Surely not! And besides, her mother had always been with her. Her mother would not have left her side. So that left only one possible explanation. She had been kidnapped.
Once, when she was only a few weeks old, her mother had returned to the den agitated, her tail twitching and her ears pinned back. The cub had stayed silent, watching her mother pace back and forth in the entrance, glaring at each flurry of snow as if they each contained some human sent to capture them both. At last, she had been unable to contain her nervous curiosity. The cub had asked her mother what was wrong, and instantly her mother stretched out beside her, drawing her child close. "The kidnapping has begun. Two cubs have already been taken. We must be more on guard." She had refused to say any more, returning to her pacing until she was sure that the kidnappers would not venture to their den in such cold weather.

Letting out a loud cry of terror, the cub flung herself into a corner, huddling as far away from the tall, silver bars as possible. Her back stung and she let out a whimper, trying to make herself as small as possible. The sound of wings came again, and the cub glanced round quickly, curious despite herself. More cages surrounded her, each one containing the same things as her's did - a small steel bowl and a weak-looking box with a flea-bitten white blanket inside. Scooting along the floor on her stomach, ready to retreat at a moment's notice, the cub inched towards the box. Nosing the blanket quickly, she instantly recoiled as the smell of mould, urine and old faeces assaulted her sensitive nose. She scrambled backwards, letting out another forlorn whimper.
"Oh shut it, will you?" Came a harsh masculine voice from a cage directly across from the cub's.
It was soon followed by the voice of a female with a heavy accent that she had never heard before. "Yeah, some of us are tryin' ta get some sleep." Letting out a squeak, the cub scuttled backwards, the snorts of cruel laughter causing her to cringe against the wall, forcing herself to not squeal with pain.

"W-Who are you?" The cub asked in a whisper, her head lowered. Feathers rustled as if in response and a flicker of dull bronze fur caught her eye. A large, well muscled cat slid from it's box and began pacing back and forth across the bars of the cage. More and more cats followed, the cub glancing this way and that frantically to keep them all in her view. She shrank back as a huge golden cat with a darker mane of fur around his neck roared, his mouth wide to show long, lethal canine teeth. "You scared yet?" Spoke the first cat that had emerged - the one with the strange accent. "No?" All at once, the rustling of feathers intensified. And in one, fluid motion, wings erupted from the backs of every cat, huge and magnificent and utterly terrifying. Grey, black, bronze, gold, white and brown feathers shone dully in the overhead lights, and the cat with an accent chuckled, her own wings stretching to their full size. "Well, Cub, I can see you're gonna fit right in." She glared pointedly at the cub's exposed back; who had cowered to the ground after seeing them all. The cub merely stared at her with wide, petrified eyes, but in the corner of her vision she saw a flash of colour. Wings. Attached to her back. 2Mother! Mother! Help me! Please!" The cub sobbed, heaving herself to her paws and hurling herself behind the box, curling herself into a tiny, squirming ball, and continuing to cry in a high-pitched voice, one that was used to bring her mother racing back from a hunt when she was scared. But she was somewhere where her mother couldn't help her.

Art:
Other: Work in progress~ Couldn't resist this little ball of fluff! I hope I do her justice Twin~ :D

[Sketchi-Kitty]

Thank you, everyone here, espeacially staff. I won my first charrie, and it is the chareter of my dreams! Thank you so much!

[Destonation]

Just thought I'd let you guys know that Junior has a girlfriend <33

Arouria's Essade {x}
Essade is the only one who can get him out of his shell, and get the fear in his eyes to be less visible. She makes him laugh and he loves her with all of his heart, even if she isn't a panda.

And also, I wanted to let you guys know that you can view Daerhyl, Kujaku, Junior, and all my other characters here at my character site, which is now up and running! ^-^

[TigressJaguiar]

I am looking to adopt, cherish, and make art for...
Picture:

Kennel number:
F15
Name:
Flitt
Breed:
Hummingbird-Dragon

The Hummingbird-Dragon is a relatively calm and well-tempered species of Dragon Hybrids. Unlike the Dragon-Unicorn it has a sweet personality and is not as aggressive. And like the Dragon-Squirrel* they usually are very curious and enjoy company. However, they can be angered, and when they do they can emit short blasts of fire or scratch you heavily with their sharp claws. Some Hummingbird-Dragons can even control an element, but most of the time it is fire. Hummingbird-Dragons use fires to attract mates. Males will fight over females with their spiked tails, sharp beaks, and horns, usually injuring themselves in the process. When Hummingbird-Dragons mate, they stick together for a year and raise the young. After that they can choose to stay together or leave. They can live for 50 years. They are omnivores and can eat anything from large flies to birdseed, although they enjoy nectar [a substitute is sugar water] the most.

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:
I fell in love with Flitt as soon as I saw her, and I vowed I would try out to adopt her.
I also plan to make lots of art for her, add her to my charactor thread, and make a story about her.

Personality:

Fun loving
Likable
Intellegent
Talkative
Talented

Flitt is a kind creature. She enjoys friends and nature. She is weary of humans but will make friends here and there, although she doesn't really make close friends. She enjoys fires and will bring back something burning so she can study it. She is chatty and loves a laugh.

However, when she is angered Flitt's personality reverses. She becomes cruel and unkind, lashing out at you if you were the one that angered her. In her angered state she can completely forget friendships. However, she feels guilty afterwards especially if she hurt her friends.

Flitt can hold a grudge for a long time. If you had betrayed her, and came back years later, she would still be angry with you. She will usually not speak to you or even look at you, but not normally hurt you. You would have had to have done something pretty bad for her to hurt you off of a grudge.

Flitt is also rebellious. She doesn't usually like rules, but she isn't stupid when it comes to them. She usually disregards warnings and goes wherever she wishes, sometimes ending in disaster.

However, Flitt also has a scientific side. She studies the environment and why certain things are they way they are. She likes to observe butterflies in particular, watching their life cycles. She even has a cave in her home where she studies them.

Likes:

Nature
Being a hummingbird hybrid she is automaticly attached to nature. She enjoys to fly around taking in the sights of waterfalls, forests, canions, and deserts.

Flowers
Not only does Flitt love the fregrance and colors of flowers, she loves the sweet nectar that they provide. She expecially likes rose nectar.

Flying
Flitt practicly has to fly every second of the day, but that doesn't keep her from enjoying it! Her favorite sport is racing, as she can fly incredibly fast and enjoys watching the stunned faces of her opponents!

Fire
Flitt in entranced by flame and loves to watch its sparkleing beauty. She will sometimes set off small fires and watch them burn. Her personal fire burns purple, but will turn normal colors as soon as it hits something flammable.

Being Free
This somewhat goes with her love of nature. She enjoys an open habitat that will allow her easy acess to the sky or large open area.

Waterfalls
Guess what Flitt's favorite form of water is? The waterfall! She enjoys to fly in the spray and does not fear getting her feathers wet.

Purple, Blue and Gold
Purple, blue and gold are her favorite colors. That is not just because those are the colors of her feathers, but it is bacause she enjoys the way they look together.

Shiny Things
The best way to get her attention is to use something shiny, may it be a simple coin or an elaborite gold watch. She collects these items, much like a Magpie, and keeps them in her nest.

Parakeets
Outside of Hummingbirds and Hummingbird-Dragons, her favorite bird is the parakeet. She enjoys talking to the chatty little birds and even racing them. Other Hummingbird-Dragons find her wierd in that way.

Butterflies
Flitt loves butterflies. Their elaborite colors make her happy, and she loves the different designs on their wings. Her favorite are blue butterflies. They are the only bug she will not eat [or try to eat].

Dislikes:

Small Spaces
Small Spaces are a fear of Flitt's. They go against much of her personality and every time she sees a cage or other small space she will do her best to stay far away from it. She has a form of Claustrophobia.

Cities
Flitt hates cities, almost as much as she hates small spaces. She doesn't like how there are lots of people and few trees.

Humans
Flitt dislikes humans. She thinks they are slow and careless, crushing creatures like ants under their huge feet. She also hates how they locked her up when she was younger.

Birds of Prey
Flitt doesn't like birds of prey. Mainly because they will eat other birds and have tallons like steel. She stays away from them at all costs. She dislikes Peregrine Falcons the most because they are extremely good at quick sneak attacks and they enjoy mocking her.

Too Hot or Too Cold
Flitt doesn't like it when the weather is too hot or too cold, although she does prefer cold weather as she can start a fire to warm up.

Ants
She dislikes ants because they are hard to eat and have low nutritional value per ant, but their bites hurt. She has no real protection against ants and really hates it when they get on her face.

Nets
Flitt hates it when people try to catch her in a butterfly net. It annoys her a LOT.

Venus Flytraps
Flitt finds venus flytraps annoying. One of them had bit her tail when she was drinking nectar from its flowers.

History/Background:

Flitt has not lived in the forest all her life. When she hatched it was in a hollow in the trunk of a tree. Her parents were two Hummingbird-Dragons, her father was blue in color and her mother was purple. They almost spoiled her, giving her only the best bugs, plants, and flowers to eat. She started out eating worms and berries, then moved on to learn how to drink from a flower. She learned to speak in the light, sweet tones of the Hummingbird-Dragons and progressed incredibly fast. Her parents were overjoyed when she breathed her first flame at only two months. At five months Flitt was ready to leave the nest. Her parents refused, saying it was natural that every Hummingbird-Dragon stays with his or her parents for one year after it hatches. Flitt didn't like this. She spent most of her time out of the hollow where she made friends with a parakeet named Sky. Sky enjoyed Flitt's company, and her his. They enjoyed playing pranks on the neighboring sparrows and watching things burn. That was when Flitt's obsession with fire was kindled. She would collect different objects and see if they burned and how they would burn. She made notes of this in her mind. But fire wasn't the only thing she liked. She also liked shiny things. She would collect shiny things from all over, storing them in her parents' hollow. They didn't like this behavior, and usually took the shiny things away, only to have them brought back a few days later. Flitt was somewhat scientific in her observations about the world around her. She studied butterflies, flowers, and other birds. Sky was somewhat freaked out when Flitt asked if she could study him. At ten months of age, Flitt was having a good life. Sadly, Sky had grown older and said he must find his own mate and raise a family. That made Flitt very sad and she spent the days alone. However, she managed to get somewhat over that, but Sky is still in the back of her mind.

If you asked Flitt about the most important parts of her history, she would probably respond:

"When I first saw fire, when I met Sky, and when I was caught"

And if you asked her to talk about them, she would probably say:

Well, when I was very young I breathed my first fire. I was scared at first, you know, you would be if a large burst of flame came from your beak. I would sometimes let out a birst of flame out of bordom or surprise after then, but me true facination with fire came when I met sky.
When I met Sky, I was looking for a shiny ticking thing that has somehow fell out of my parents' hollow, allong with my other shiny things. I was looking around and saw something shiny on the ground. So I flew closer to observe. It was not the shiny ticking thing, but instead one of those small shiny round silver things. I was about to grab it in my talons, when another bird snatched it from right under my beak. I chased him for a while, recovering and losing the shiny thing, until we were too tired to go on. He landed on the ground and I followed, my heart racing and out of breath. "Give... me... my... shiny... thing... back." I said between gasps. "No." He said "It's... mine." So I walked up and took the shiny thing from him. We fought for a while, but fell down fatigued. "You know what?" I said "I have some berries that are fresh and cool. Do you want some." "Sure." He said. And that was how our friendship began.
Back to the subject of fire, my facination was fuled by Sky. Soon after he learned I could breath fire, he asked me to do it. I did and caught a nearby leaf on fire. I jumped back. "How can a leaf breath fire?" Asked Sky. "No." I said "I made the leaf burn." Sky leaned closer. "It is so beautiful. It seems alive." I looked at it, astonished. I had never noticed the beauty of fire before. "Let's see what else burns." I said "I want to see what fire does." So Sky went off and returned with a berry, small stick, a blade of grass, and a brown shiny round thing. He had to drop some of the things from his tallons so he could land. I tried to set all the things on fire. It seemed some of the things took more fire to start burning, and the round shiny thing just got hot. Me and sky spent a long time together. Then I noticed him starting to change. It seemes Parakeets mature faster then Hummingbird-Dragons do. Sky spent more and more time alone, and he started visiting me fewer and fewer times. After a while he didn't come back. So I headed to his hollow and asked him wahat was wrong. He told me he was older now and that he wanted to settle down and rase a family. He told me I was too young, even though in actual time he was younger then me. It upset me, you know.
But, I should move on now. About me getting captured: One day I was looking for shiny things, as normal. I was going to see if shiny things would burn if you used enough fire. So I was checking the grass to see if there was a telltale glint. I saw one, and spirled down. This shiny thing was hidden in the grass. It was very large. I don't think I could melt if if I tried. Inside was a berry attached to a stick, sitting right next to a cup of sweet-smelling water. My stomich rumbled. Well, if I ate the food it would make it easier for me to expiriment on the shiny thing. So I went inside. Nothing happened until I reached the stick. I started to nibble on the berry, but it tasted too good. I pulled it off, and the stick did too. The large flap at the front of the shiny thing slammed shut with a definite clammer. I tried to get out. I tried pushing the thing, burning the thing, even trying to move the thing. But it seemed to be made simply for catching Hummingbird-Dragons. I was scared. The walls seemed to close in. Then a large creature came to grab the object. He lifted it with ease and I felt terror as I was being moved into the mouth of a larger shiny creature. The normal creature put the object, and me, into the shiny creature. I was even more scared. I was sick. The object was getting closer around me. Well, after a time the terror movement stopped and the shiny creature opened its mouth. The normal creature pulled the object out of the shiny creature. This place was not like home. There were no trees, there was a sky, but it was different. I tried one last chance to excape. I used all my will to heat the top of the object and the creature screamed, dropping it. The flap opened and I flew out. Excape!

Art:
Paper art with Color <-- I was having trouble with my scanner and I couldn't find the exact colors, so it is a little off.





Other: Can I make a species for the Hummingbird-Dragon? That would be so cool!
This will probably be my finished form, but I might add more later (art and such).

*Dragon-Squirells were Created by Me, DON'T STEAL!

[Skyebreeze]

I am looking to adopt & love...
Picture:
Kennel number:

F5

Name:

Nthanda
African name meaning "star"

Gender:

Female

Breed:

Celestial Giraffe

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:

I honestly have to admit that the revamp definitely pulled me in. The art before was good, but the revamp definitely made her look more whimsical. I love characters with fantasy or magical qualities about them. As soon as I saw her, I was immediately inspired for a story. I hope to give her a home in a character site sometime soon, as quickly as I can get it up.

Personality:



Likes:



Dislikes:



History/Background:



Art:

Other:
WIP

[kiama]

when will the next code drop be? ( still waiting for the winner of p31 XD no rush, just wondering )

[Desmond]

when will the next code drop be? ( still waiting for the winner of p31 XD no rush, just wondering )

It's right around the top of the first post on the front page, directly beneath our motto. >.>;

And if P31 isn't in the code drop, then the forms need to be worked on before it can be given out, because they do not yet reach the standard that we look for.

[nowi]

I am looking to adopt...

Kennel number: P133

Name: Aerie
Breed: Gray Wolf / Fairy

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:
I've loved Aerie since I first saw her, but I've been debating for a long time whether to go for her or not. I've tried to cut back on adopting, as I've already adopted so many characters. I came back to look at her one more time, and I decided that I couldn't wait any longer. She's just perfect. Her colors, design, everything fit together perfectly, and she's such a stunning character.
If I were to win Aerie, she will find a loving home with my other characters. I will definitely get her lots of art and give her a place on my character site. She will be much loved and cherished.

Personality:
[snarky - adj, (of a person, words, or a mood) sharply critical; cutting; snide]

[proud - adj, feeling deep pleasure or satisfaction as a result of one's own achievements, qualities, or possessions or those of someone with whom one is closely associated]

[show-off - noun, a person who acts pretentiously or who publicly parades themselves, their possessions, or their accomplishments]

[rude - adj, offensively impolite or ill-mannered] // [sweet - adj, (esp. of a person or animal) charming and endearing]

Likes:
Dislikes:

History/Background:
The wind howled through the forest, pushing woodlanders back into the safety of their den.
Aerie pushed through the snow, squinting against the blizzard. This storm had lasted an unnaturally long time, and the woodlanders were beginning to worry. It had been a rash decision on Aerie's part to rush out of the den. She had wanted to show her littermates how brave she was. Now this was beginning to look like a really bad idea. Aerie was young, strong, and bold. She always wanted to be on top.
But now she felt lower than ever. She was cold, tired, and miserable. She had nothing left to do but collapse. She fell into the snow and watched the snow swirl around her. She shivered and curled into a ball. The last thing she saw was a delicate snowflake landing on the tip of her nose. Then all turned black.

Art:

Other:

Super mega WIP~

[Queen Vivane]

Oh This madness Wont Stop Here It's Everywhere

I am looking to adopt...

Picture:

Kennel number: P66

Name: Braze

Breed: Fallen Winged Unicorn

Height: 17 hands high

Eye Color: Forest Green

Reminds Me Of?: Fenris from Dragon Age 2 (Some of Brazes personality is based on Fenris)

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: He is amazing. I have been itching to try for ever since I saw the post that contained the donation form. I really do love this horse and think he has so much potential to be an amazing character as a high ranking member of the fallen

Personality: Cruel and bitter Braze is not the sort of creature you would want to meet on a moonless night, he strikes out with ease leaving scars both physical and mental on his victims. Sometimes in his eyes there is just a glimpse of who he once was a certain softness, which makes others wonder how he became so cruel. He has few memories of his past and the ones he has only cause him pain and serve to make him more angry, he shies away from ice as one of the memories he has is of his death in icy water. Broody most of the time Braze dwells on the past, on the things that were done to him.

Braze has an glacial temper when he gets angry the looks he gives could freeze lava or so the victims of such looks say if they live to tell the tale that is

Likes: Making others others sad because of what he is that sort of thing is so simple to do, he enjoys the company of the elven folk be it the forest dwellers or the city dwellers he does not care which even if they do not hold each other in high regard, lying , Avinia,

Dislikes: Guardian horses, he hates humans with a passion and would very much like to eradicate every one of them, sweet happy creatures, idiots who don't know when to shut up, Succubus's,

History/Background: A little note before you start reading, if you remember my form for Solar Eclipse the guardian horse then you will be familiar with the warring races and their leaders Avinia and the long since deceased Avandridash.

She stared up at the statue her face as cold as the stone before her, "it has been too long since I have walked this earth with you by my side, ever since that blasted Avandridash sealed the doors" she said spitting out that hated name. The Pegasus flared her nostrils before sighing angrily, "luckily I am back at full power and can break this dratted spell as easily as wind blows my mane". As she concentrated hard a dark blood red rune appeared beneath her hooves and black energy whipped around her lilac body. Her eyes shot open pure glowing ice blue had replaced the deep purple illusion that was usually seen, the stone beneath her hooves beginning to crack as cracks began to form through the stone of the statue.

The dark energy the pegasus resonated wound itself round the stone prison, the stone itself screamed as cracks began to form an earsplitting sound that would have anything with half decent hearing writhing in agony. Black tendrils slashed through fur and skin causing the pegasus to scream into the night as the ritual used her lifeblood to free her long imprisoned companion, the air seemed to still as the statue emitted a bright light and then it rushed outward sending everything in it's path flying in all directions. Avinia collided with a wall and slid down it with a groan collapsing in a heap at the bottom, the pegasus lay motionless unaware of the flare of wings.

He opened his wings wide and reared finally free of the infernal stone prison that had tormented him for so many long years. He stepped down from the platform and looked at the ground. The dark rune flared under his gaze and he chuckled his voice rich if a tad raspy from over a hundred years of disuse. Deep green eyes darkened with lust as they raked over the unconscious pegasus he slowly walked over to her "Avinia" he murmured lowering his head to look down at her face. She was as beautiful as he remembered how he had missed those long slender legs and those wonderful deep purple eyes that he loved seeing dark with various emotions. Brazes thoughts drifted back to memories of the passion filled nights they had shared together

Art: I'm sorry but I don't think I'm going to get any artwork of him uploaded until my laptop is fixed

Other:

WIP <3

[chabiikkaku]

Congratulations to all who won one in the code drop ^^

Take good care of Serenity Tykou! She was named after a good friend of mine ;3

Good job my little Desto, I knew you could do et ouo b

I shall. :D