Pound of Hope [Closed; mods please lock]

[Africa.]

Tiki: xD Haha, foil ball <3 Nah, Alumi reminds me of a dove, except silvery xD Hmm, a dove... I like it! That'll be her true form ^^ <3

PS: Did you name her Alumi, as in Aluminum? xD

[versicolor]

I revamped...
Kennel Number: P43
Old Image:

New Image:


I change up the design a bit, I hope that's okay ^^;

[Tiikeria]

Tiki: xD Haha, foil ball <3 Nah, Alumi reminds me of a dove, except silvery xD Hmm, a dove... I like it! That'll be her true form ^^ <3

PS: Did you name her Alumi, as in Aluminum? xD

Shhh! No one's supposed to know my naming secrets! >.>...<.<

But, yes, I did. XD

[nowi]

*dies from all the amazing donations*
At first, I couldn't decide the two I wanted, but I finally decided on two of iBrevity's. I think they'd be amazing mates


Kennel: P54
Section: Common Creatures

Name: Mei-Yin, "Mei"
Breed: Japanese Bobtail
Age: 240 years (immortal)

Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?:
I want to adopt Mei because she is really pretty, even if she's slightly scarred. Mei has stolen my heart, because her injury seems to add to her incredible design. I really want to adopt Mei as well, just because it will be fun to write her story. I have a really good idea on how to portray her as a character. If I get Mei, I will order lots of art of her, and treat her very nicely. I will give her a page in my character website.
Personality:
shy, adj. - being reserved or having or showing nervousness or timidity in the company of other people
Mei is a shy cat who doesn't like to talk to anyone that she doesn't know. She finds speaking to audiences of more than two people / animals terrifying, and hates public speaking. Mei is always happy to talk to the people or animals that she knows, though, and in the audience of them, she could even be called a chatterbox.

docile, adj. - ready to accept control or instruction; submissive
Mei is definitely not a leader, she'd die if she had to lead anything big. She isn't good at giving commands, but she's very good at following them, and does an excellent job doing whatever anyone wants her to do. She'll surrender immediately to anyone who Mei can tell is a whole lot stronger or bigger than she is.

gentle, adj. - mild in temperament or behavior; kind or tender
Mei is very gentle, and probably couldn't hurt a fly if she tried. Mei hates violence and any other other practices that involve hating others. Mei is very anti-war, and believes that peace is the answer. Mei cares about everyone and believes that no one should be hurt according to their beliefs. She has studied history thoroughly, and has a grudge against the generals who started any big war or fight.

noble, adj. - belonging to a hereditary class with high social or political status; aristocratic
Mei was born to a noble family, but she thinks that her family is too high and mighty for her, and Mei ran away as soon as she was old enough to survive on her own. Mei's royal blood does give her a slight snootiness, but she normally keeps it at a low. Mei also has a slight accent when she speaks, a result of being of a foreign family.
Likes:
~Peace
~Love
~Friends
~Xiao
~Nature
~Art
~History
Dislikes:
~War
~Violence
~Hatred
~Atomic bombs
History/Background:
The 1st day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(1 December, 1830)
Today is my 60th birthday. I am getting old. I wonder how much longer I will last. I am very old, yet my whole body feels like I am young. What is happening to me? I met the Cat/Kirin again today. I wonder if it is his fault that I am this old. Has he done something to me? Tomorrow I will confront him.

The 2nd day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(2 December, 1830)
I talked to the Cat/Kirin today. His name is Xiao-Chen. He says he doesn't know why I'm still alive. He says he likes me. I think I am falling for him, too. I will have to wait to see if he says anything that will allow me to reveal that I like him too. But I think that our pair won't be accepted. And I probably won't live that long anyway. If only by some miracle I could stay with him forever.

The 3rd day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(3 December, 1830)
*no entry*

The 4th day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(4 December, 1830)
*no entry*

The 5th day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(5 December, 1830)
I have moved back into my den. But I cannot let Xiao see me. I am horribly scarred by the fire. My white fur is no longer white, it is covered in soot, and the fire burned strange patterns into my fur. And one of my eyes is gone, and I have gotten many scars. I feel that Xiao won't care for me anymore. I will have to move until my death.

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Kennel: F20
Section: Freaks of Nature

Name: Xiao-Chen
Breed: Cat/Chinese Kirin Hybrid
Age: 240 years (immortal)

Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?:
I want to adopt Xiao because, one, he's adorable, and two, he's very unusual, but I think that unusual is cool. He's so cute and fluffy, I just want to snuggle him. I need a stuffed animal of him... If I get Xiao, I would order lots of art of him, and put him in my character website.
Personality:
funny, adj. - causing laughter or amusement; humorous
peppy, adj. - lively and high-spirited
jolly, adj. - happy and cheerful
loving, adj. - feeling or showing love or great care
Likes:
~Mei
~Jokes
~Funny people/animals
~Family
~Friends
Dislikes:
~Having to live w/out Mei
~Fire
~Grumps
~Sickness
History/Background:
The 1st day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(1 December, 1830)
Today is my 60th birthday. But since I am immortal, I feel no aging in my body. Sixty is young for my kind. I saw that pretty white cat again, the one with the blue eyes. I think I am becoming attracted to her. I can't be! She's not of my kind. But she is just so innocent and pure. But why is she still alive? She's very old for her kind. Did I do something to her?

The 2nd day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(2 December, 1830)
The white cat, Mei-Yin, has made me fall in love even more. She's just so pretty. Her blue eyes appear to see through my soul. I feel that there is nothing I can do. When she dies, I feel as if my heart will fall through my feet and into the ground. I can't stand it! I want her very much, but my heart won't be able to handle it.

The 3rd day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(3 December, 1830)
A fire raged in the forest today. I heard it burned Mei's part of the forest. I hope that she is okay. If she is not, I do not think I can live anymore, knowing she won't be with me.

The 4th day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(4 December, 1830)
I still haven't heard from Mei. Where is she? Is she safe? Or is she dead? I'd rather not think that she is.

The 5th day of the 12th lunar cycle. Year one-thousand, eight-hundred, and thirty.
(5 December, 1830)\
I heard Mei is back in her den. Tomorrow I will go back and see her. Others say she is horribly scarred. I need to see just how bad. I'm glad she is rather well, though.

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~Uber major W-I-P~

[peter quill]

Okay, I finally fixed it. This is the right one:

Kennel:
P45

Section:
Kennels (Common Creatures)

Name:
Beyonce

Breed:
Wolf

Age:
2 years

Why do you want this animal? & What will you do for this animal?:
I would like this animal because of it's design and looks. It looks like she's not afraid to stand up for herself and loves being different. She also looks like she wants to have fun, and have a great time. I especially love that shade of pink.
What I would do for this animal is give it a home on my character thread, get some art, and draw art for her also. She will get friends and I would always try to get art. I would try to give her the perfect home. I will also find or make a male just for her. If I do get her, I will take her to the thread and start fixing her spot, so she can be happy.

Personality:
Beyonce acts like a diva almost all the time. Sometimes she might sound not that nice, but she is really kind. She also acts like a rock star. She is not afraid to stand up for herself and she always likes being different. She likes being the center of attention and she acts popular. She is caring when you get to know her.

Dislikes&Likes:
Likes: Chocolate Treats, being petted, singing, being a diva, and signing auto-graphs.
Dislikes: When she loses, when someone doesn't want her auto-graph and when people are mean

History/Backround:
Beyonce was born with amazing talent. Her mother and farther encouraged her to keep singing, and Beyonce agreed. She has 2 sisters who are back-up singers. Beyonce sang every night and the pack would always come. One night, her parents took her to a pack who would accept amazing talents. Beyonce agreed and she became one of the pack members. She always visits her old pack. One day, the pack decided to ask Beyonce to do a concert, and of course she agreed. Once the concert was over, Beyonce was almost completely changed. She became a diva and acted popular. But the pack didn't care. Beyonce has acted like this ever since, and has been signing auto-graphs, visiting her old pack, and being a rock-star all at the same time. She decided to ask her family to come with her. But one day, when she went to her old pack, it was gone. There were trees burned down and nothing left. Beyonce almost cried. She looked for her family but they had left the area. She was thankful they escaped, but she doesn't know where they are. She walked across the area and cried. Her friend came up to her to tell her it was alright. Beyonce nodded and followed her friend. She misses them and doesn't know where they are. Since she doesn't know where they are, she is acting like a diva full time. She is a rock-star and proud. She went to another pack and did concerts there. The next thing she knew was that she was traveling place to place to sing. Beyonce loved to sing and she made a new friend that would help her write songs. Beyonce and her friend travel to many places to sing.

Art:
Making some

Other:
Good luck to everyone who is applying for her. I really like Beyonce and how she is. I will always try to give her a perfect home.

WIP for the story

[SSQM]

I revamped...
Kennel Number: 1
Old Image:
New Image:

Lines (c) Feyrah on DA. Wolf Line Art

[Mossbrook]

(Redo)

Kennel:
P39
Section:
Common Creatures
Name:
Bastet
Breed:
Sphinx Cat
Age:
2-3 years old
Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?:
I want Bastet because she looks like a pretty kitty, and I know I can use her for many things. For this animal I will: Put her in a story I'm typing, I'll make a roleplay character off of her, put her on my Freewebs website, I'll love her and take good care of her, and maybe more.
Personality:
Bastet dislikes about everyone and everything she ever saw. She's annoyed by everything, and she doesn't trust anyone. Bastet is fearless, and most call her annoying herself. She only shows her true self to a close friend, who she has never had, but she has always longed for one.
Dislikes&Likes:
Dislikes: People who hate cats, Dogs, Orsis, Bats, and Scorpins
Likes: People who like cats,Food, and very few more things.
History/Background:
Bastet padded along the edge of The Great Sphinx, looking around in alert. She had came here to see if the stories that there Egyptian animals said were true. Some say if you are an Egyptian animal and you come to The Great Sphinx, a path way will open up, and it will lead to the remains of the Egyption gods. As Bastet sat down in front of The Great Sphinx she thought about how silly this was. "I can't believe I fell for this trick." Bastet mumbled to herself. Suddenly, the ground shook sending Bastet on her paws with all her fur on the back of her neck standing strait up. A long stair case was in front of her. A breeze blew out of the tunnel, and a erie voice followed it. "There are gods and mortals, but never forget the ones who are in between. Then, a black step appeared on the stair case, and a couple of heirogliphics appeared below that. Being a Sphinx cat, she could read them just fine. Step here to go forth. Bastet touched her front right paw to the step and quickly pulled it away. "ENTER!" A voice boomed, and the black step disappeared. She stepped down the first step as she thought, This just got even more interesting.
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[keydemon]

Kennel: P42.

Section: Common Creatures.

Name: Northern Tides, but now goes by the name Eclipse.

Breed: Paint Horse. (Thought to have some thoroughbred ancestry.)

Age: 3 Years.

Why do you want this animal? What will you do for this animal?:

For some reason, I haven't been able to find a horse character that I truly connected with. As soon as I saw Eclipse, I melted. She's so pretty. I lack female characters, and she just looks like a female to me. At first, I wanted to make her a male, but I thought better of it. I think I will make her have a mate that I've always pictured in my mind. She really called to me, because I've been going to Chincoteague Beach since I was born, and that's where the wild paint ponies live. I really love paint horses because of that and white and black happens to be my favorite color combination. When I saw her, I knew that I had to try for her, just because she's so adorable. I will definitely use her in stories, and roleplay her. I'll also get art of her. She will have a home in my character thread and be admired by the many boys there. xD <3

Personality:

Rebellious, fierce, passionate. Fiery would be the perfect term to describe this feisty mare. She doesn't let anyone control her or take charge of her. She believes in shaping her own destiny. The humans are just in the way to try to tame her wild spirit. Sure, they had her for a while there, but it all makes sense. She's not truly supposed to be held down, she's wild, she's bold, she's courageous, she's free. She's one of the most athletic mares out there, able to run over 60 miles per hour and jump at least a foot more than her height. She's got traces of Northern Dancer, the fastest horse to ever live, in her blood, hence the name, Northern Tides. Though, she's got a quick temper to match her quick feet. Eclipse refuses to be ignored unless she wants to be ignored. She's got a strong presence and icy blue eyes that seem to pierce through you. She's not easily discouraged and won't take no for an answer. She normally doesn't believe in mates or love, but that all changed when she met Kokoro. Hohoho. Anyway. xD Eclipse is competitive and hates to be underestimated just because she's a mare. She loves to feel adrenaline rushes, so she's daring, not afraid to look danger right in the face. To her, crying is a sign of weakness, so she hardly ever lets a tear fall. She loves to use sarcasm and can be rather cold at times. Though, under the right conditions, she can be soft. Like if another horse is sick or injured, but sometimes she'll hold back just to look tough in front of others. Generally, Eclipse is a proud and rebellious soul.

Likes and Dislikes:

Likes: Being free, running, the sea, open fields, winning, jumping, rearing, bucking, throwing off whoever rides her, stallions, clover, mild winds or breezes, galloping with her herd, Kokoro, proving her worth, showing off her skills.

Dislikes: Flies, being annoyed, losing, being tacked, humans riding her, humans in general, the rain, thunder, being restrained, small spaces (she is claustrophobic), ice.


History/Background:

Muscles burning, joints aching, side stinging from the sharp crack of the crop. Northern Tides was exhausted, dripping with sweat and the adrenaline dying down, causing her to feel the after-burn of the race. The thrill was gone, she hated it now. It was only two months ago that she had still enjoyed pounding down the racetrack, kicking up dust and surpassing those with less skill than she held. She was born to race. At first, she was underestimated. When do you see Paint horses on the racetrack? Okay. Maybe all of the time, but they usually aren't the ones racing. They're those puny servants who trot next to the real racers while they warm up.

Well, Northern Tides wasn't one of them. She held few memories of the past, but from what she had heard the humans talking about, she had been given away as a foal to them by a strange, Native American lady. They hadn't thought much of her, since she was just a Paint horse. She had come with the name Kachine. They just thought even less of her, because they knew that it was a traditional Native American name. Although, one day, fat, grey storm clouds settled over the paddock where "Kachine" grazed. She looked up, only to hear the booming crash of thunder and lightning split across the sky. Her heart leaped almost into her throat it seemed like and she galloped away. The racehorse trainer just happened to be looking at the time and saw the mind-blowing speed she was going at until she reached the cover of her small shelter. From that day on, she was studied and began to be trained. They found traces of racehorse ancestors and re-named her Northern Tides. After she had been properly trained, she started winning and winning and winning, each and every time. She was the prized, painted beauty of Clover Dash Farm. Many people made good money off of her at first because of her extremely low odds. No one thought a little paint mare could possibly win a race. That just fueled Northern Tides on further, because, well, she hated to be thought of as pathetic.

Now...

I hate this. Northern Tides thought as she was dragged back to her trailer by the gem-encrusted, sea-blue halter and lead that she wore. The boy leading her was spindly and looked underpaid. There were bags under his eyes and his frown wrinkled his entire face. His plain-looking clothes were dirty and full of holes. It seemed he couldn't get any other job rather than to take care of horses at the track. He was still rather young, but this seemed like the exact opposite of what he'd prefer to be doing. That strummed at her heartstrings a bit, but she shook it off. She was going to give this up. Right here. Right now. She didn't want to be captive and forced to run for the humans' amusement. They didn't treat her like a pet or like a companion, they treated her like she was a possession, a piece of property. And she couldn't take that, not anymore. She stopped, just halted. The human growled under his breath and tugged at her halter. Furious, Northern Tides let out a loud, bellowing neigh and reared up, bringing her sharp hooves down on the lead line. Snap! That did it! She shook the remains of the halter off and galloped away. As exhausted and sore as she was she knew that this would be her only chance. So long, old, rotten life! she thought as she galloped into the night. A fence was coming up, but that was no problem. Bunching her muscles, she sprang effortlessly over the fence, into the vast fields outside of the racetrack. Behind her, she heard shouting as she continued to run away;
"She broke loose? How?!"
"You idiot!"
"Catch her!"
"We can't, we don't know where she went!"
"My prized horse!"
Ha. That'll show them. Northern Tides thought as she ran and ran, her blood pumping through her veins with effort. After a while, once she had known that she had gotten far enough away, she stopped. Looking to the skies, she saw the moon was full, a perfect celebration for escaping. "From now on..." she murmured to herself, "I shall be known as Eclipse!" she neighed, rearing up in victory. The tiredness slowly sunk in as she fell back down to all fours. Laying down, she was out in a matter of minutes.

Snuff... Snuff....
Eclipse's ear flicked irritably. Opening a single, crystal blue eye, she saw another horse sniffing at her. Pinning her ears back, she leaped to her hooves, "What do you think you're doing?" she exclaimed.

"Hi!" the other horse said simply.

"Hi...?" Eclipse repeated, examining this new horse. It was a stallion, a paint horse like her. He was white with palamino patches. Half of his mane was palamino and he had deep, chocolate brown eyes. He wore and honest smile and stood as though he was a rather submissive young horse. "That's all?" Eclipse prompted as he stood, staring at her with that smile.

"Yeah... I'm Kokoro." he said, standing a bit taller. The sun shone down on him, illuminating his golden patches, a feather was woven into his mane and stuck out behind his ear. He flicked one of his ears a bit and cocked his head to the side.

"I-I'm Eclipse." she said, a bit defensively. She still didn't trust this horse fully.

"You look thirsty... and tired." Kokoro observed. Eclipse's heart leaped, she must've looked like a wreck. Her sweat patches hadn't been groomed out and her mane was messy. It was true, she was parched and her muscles still ached.

"Yeah... I guess." Eclipse neighed softly, looking away.

"Won't you come with me?" said the rather peaceful horse, "You can come back to my herd. I think they'd like you."

"Oh yeah?" Eclipse said, looking at him again, he was still smiling at her expectantly, waiting for her to follow. "O-Okay..." she sighed, feeling rather defeated, she had no where to go, and she never remembered living in the wild. Horses were herd animals, weren't they?

"Great!" Kokoro grinned, beginning to walk off. Eclipse smiled a bit to herself and followed. Perhaps it had been the correct choice after all.

Art: I have some, but I'm too lazy to upload it, so this remains blank. ;D

Other: N/A

[kitten5862]

I'd like some critique!
Username: kitten5862
Number of character you're applying for: P23
Link to form: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=58&t=214724&start=960
Would you like critique through PM, or another way?: PM is fine (:
critmehplz

(It is the last form on the page)
I am not finished with my form yet, but I will after I see what I need to approve on. Thanks in advance!

[corgie]

Star is bright, but I still love her~! Good Luck to everyone else who applies for her c:
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Kennel: P45
Section: Common Creatures
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Name: Star Shooter
NickName: Star
Breed: German Shepherd x Wolf Hybrid
Age: 14 [human years] or 2 [14 in dog years ]
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Why do you want this animal?&What will you do for this animal?:
I'd like to use her a main and loved character, I will save up pets to get art of her and maybe create a mate for her ^^. I plan on using her in a special RP, that is very active so i will get to RP her and use her a lot because she would be a great character to have. The colors on her fit perfectly, and she would be by far welcome into my character thread.

Personality:
Star is very bright and bubbly, she gets in trouble while she is at school for talking to much or not paying attention and drawing, Star is honest and won't tell lies especially about others, she normally stays away from the mean crowd and ignores them. Sometimes lies and rumors spread around, she mostly laughs at them saying they aren't true she also tells her friends that they are un-true lies from the mean crowd. She sometimes likes to joke around and have lots of fun, she enjoys to day-dream and think about what she could do to help stop the rumors. She enjoy's gossiping about new things that happened or things she goes by. She oftens giggles a lot during class, if the teacher makes a funny mistake or remark, though mostly if it's another WolfDog does something that makes her giggle. She laughs a lot and can often have giggle fits, falling on the ground, and crying tears of laughter sometimes she even has to go to the Bathroom.
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Dislikes&Likes:

~Likes~
She enjoys listening to natures music when the birds churp and the waves lap at the lake shore. She also enjoys to climb on the boulders and trees near her den. She loves her friends who are trustworthy and don't spread rumors or tell secrets. She always wonders what it is like to have a ''person''. Dogs at the park say that they are great, you get free food, love and shelter but they did say sometimes if you do something bad you have to go outside or you get yelled at. Star loves to swim the feeling of the water brushing her pelt, and going through her toes makes her happy though when she gets sad she climbs up a tree and lays there just thinking and day-dreaming.

~Dislikes~
Star avoids situations when other dogs or wolfdogs are fighting, or saying rude/untrue things about others. She ignores the mean or snobby wolfdogs and dislikes humans playing loud ''music''. Star doesn't like buildings or anything that has to do with humans, from what happened to her mom. Star also dislikes having to do certain work like thinking about things she doesn't really need in her up-coming life or learning useless things. Star also avoids the dog catcher who always tries to catch her and her friends, she dislikes him since he took away her siblings, dad, and two of her friends including a very close guy-friend of hers. She misses them all dearly but mostly her Guy-Friend, Silver.

History/Backround:
On a warm fall day, the sun shined the air was warm and smelt of fire wood burning, leaves blowing and pumpkins being carved. Star yawned streaks of sunlight shown through her den, the leaves and grass lay underneath her were dry and cracking. With a yawn she got up stretching out her toes and her tail she climbed out of her den. A lake lay close the sun shimmered on it's water, the water slowly lapped at the shore. In the distance she heard dogs barking and children playing in the lake. Trotting to the shore to slowly wadded in until only her head showed a speeding boat splashed past her, a wave smacked her face and she became soaked. Growling she walked back onto shore and shook herself to get the water off, her pelt was still moist but now she could head to ''school'' or training as most others called it. Before she started off her stomach growled for food, sighing with a gaping yawn she looked for any food. Seeing some left-over meat from wolves she quickly ran up and ate it the meat tasted rich and fatty, Star smiled after her belly was filled she headed to training in a small meadow with lots of trees, holes and a few deep streams. Most of the class was already waiting when Star arrived, seeing her friends she quickly ran over to them an sat down. The teacher began talking shortly and telling the Dogs or WolfDogs how to survive, hunt and create shelter. Star and her friend talked through most of it with side comments before Star drifted to a day-dream, she imaged her and her mom building a shelter hunting and working together. Hearing her teacher yell she snapped out of it, her teacher was telling another dog to be quiet. Sighing and thankful Star smiled a bit and listened from that point on. A large test was tomorrow on all the things they learned to survive. Seeing Star was talking the Teacher grew annoyed and moved her up to the front, giving her a warning. Star sighed and mumbled to herself, finally class was dismissed. Walking home she quickly crossed the black path and ran towards her den, yawning she crawled in and curled up. '' Too much learning today....'' she thought and quietly fell asleep. The next morning she would up to a bright fall day, crisp leaves touched the ground making crunches when stepped on. ''The big test for survival is today'' Star thought, with a large yawn and stretch she quickly at a piece of food from her storage and started off to training. Finally she arrived to the meadow, her teacher awaited only a few students were there. Most of them were coming at least most likely they were. Star knew if she didn't pass she would have to do another year or so of training. ''I must pass this'' she thought and prepared for the challenge, the teacher waiting until a few moments before noon, finally she began to speak going over what they learned one more time. After an hour of talking the challenge started, Star darted into the forest quickly found food and fresh water along with a nice place for a den. Smiling she stayed there eating the food, water and sleeping in the cozy shelter. When the challenge finished on the 3rd sunrise Star had passed and now was free to survive on her own, and stay away from the humans. From all the safety, water, food and warmth from that den Star moved her things into the new den. Star managed to stay there for many moons and sunrises until she was forced to leave when the humans tore it up. All she could smell was dust , tears and blood as her eyes watered she quickly ran and ran and ran away from the place into a new forest for a new life. She panted and was getting thirster by the minute, her lungs felt they would explode her mouth felt as dry as a desert. A stream bubbled by and with all the strength she had Star quickly limped over to it feeling the cold water drip down her throat her thirst vanished though her pain and hunger did not. Finding a few scraps of food Star slowly ate it with a few bird eggs and rabbits. She then created a new den, with feathers, moss and grasses. Than she hid the entrance a bit so no unwanted visitors came in.
-Working on it still-

Art:



[Forgot one of her marking's D8]

Other:
Star is a day-dreamer, her friends say so she can image things that seem impossible but somehow always seem to happen. Her non-friends call her weird, Star ignores them even though she gets a little hurt in her heart. Her mom always told her to believe in herself no matter what. Star misses her mom but stays strong from that.
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Major WIP
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