Characters of All Sizes Sanctuary [Remake!/OPEN]

[Lioness626]

Username: Lioness626

Kennel #: 30

Why I want this Character: She is very lovely, and looks almost spiritual. Her markings appeal to me, instead of being plain, they are ghostly, otherworldly. I would love to be able to try ad recreate her design in art, but doubt I could do her design as well as shown here.

Name: Soul

Age: You should never ask a woman her age! Shame on you!

Gender: Female

Personality: Fiercely independent, Soul hates orders. She will stand firm under pressure, never giving in to what someone else wants. Better hope she always keeps her honour, or things could go bad quickly for anyone nearby. Her black fur does not represent her soul, it is quite the opposite in fact. The white marking show her pure heart, her fierce determination. The black fur merely hows the horror of hr past, the darkness that surrounds her.

History: Unlike many canines, Soul is not loyal to a pack, weather human or canine. A rogue, she lives by her own rules, making them up as she goes along. Her rules are few, but her code of honour never fades. Hurt no innocent, kill no one. Never attack unless provoked. This code was formed when just a cub, as a menacing male murdered her father for the right to lead. From there, everything went downhill. Fear ruled, the male ordered mass killings, females were kept locked away in caves, secluded from the world. There, in the face of all this horror, her code of honour formed. But how did she come to be a rogue, without a pack? Find out...

Art: would usually draw, but bad internet, and mouse not drawing pad, (on holiday) so will attempt a short story for you today. Bear with me please, not that good at stories... Back now
From the pitch black hole that made up the entrance to a cave - the jail of a small female wolf - cries could be heard. Into the dark, terrifying world that her lands have just become. So distraught over the death of her mate, the alpha male, this little cubs mother went into labour a few weeks early - vital weeks the fragile cubs needed. Born in the gloom, they face the possibility of never seeing daylight. What will they do? How will they survive?

Four pups were born on that dreaded day, three the usual shades of brown and grey, but one, a female pup, stood out from the rest. No doubt about it, her fur was pure black, darker than night.Only a few faint markings stood out, white, glowing markings, illuminating the dank cave. The faint glow was enough to show the poor, defenseless pups the face of their mourning mother. For in her eyes, this young female was the exact copy of the lost mate, the pups father. No doubt about it, the new alpha would hate the reminder about the old alpha, and her appearance would likely bring hope to the wolves - hope of the old alphas line returning to power.

In desperation, the mother began to whisper to the pups, the special female in particular, while she dropped them all in a patch of mud near the underground stream. Coating them in this mud made them all unrecognizable. Four identical pups now stared at her in the gloom. This disguise would not last, but would have to do for now. For at that moment, another wolf approached the cave, to see how many new wolves would be added to the pack.

Art:
Lineless fail, Lines/no shading version
Can't see me!

Other:

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[LondonRenée]

Username:
LondonRenee66

Kennel #:
14

Why I want this Character:
For one, she is a Fluffy. <3 I don't have a Fluffy, though I would absolutely love one. I was scrolling through the kennels, and she caught my eye. I just can't miss the opportunity to get her. She would be a character of mine, and I would love and cherish her. I'd give her a good home that she deserves, and get her plenty of art.

Name:
Keeping her current name - Chisa, for now. I might change it later. ^^

Age:
Young

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Adventurous
Ambitious
Brave
Carefree
Eager
Hard-working
Loves challenge
Mischievous
Persistent
Persuasive
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Just to name a few. ^-^
She is very tom-boyish.

History:
Chisa was an orphan for as long as she could remember, abandoned by her parents when she was born. She went from person to person, but never really had a true family. She learned to be solitary, and to not depend on anyone but herself. She still loved to make friends though, and enjoyed what she had.

Art:

Made by me.

Other:
I hope everything looks okay. ^^
I would be thrilled if I won her, I really love her. <3

[Destrie]

Decided not to try out for him Silver anymore...
But i know he'll be adopted and taken care of by someone, so that makes it a bit easier
Good luck to all!

[4everHallie]

nvm

[albinny trancy]

I'm looking to adopt, love, and cherish...

Let's get to know you~

Name~

"M-my name is Silver."

Kennel~
33}

"N-not for long, I hope..."

Gender~
Male}

"..."

Age~

"I-I'm fourteen."

Down to the basics~

Why do you want him?
First and foremost, that design is lovely! My character, Kris, is in need of a younger brother, and I have a feeling Silver would be the perfect candidate for that position.

Secondly, I was amazed he's stayed in here for so long! A cutie like that doesn't deserve to rot in the dust. I promise you now: if I get him, he will be the main protagonist in all of my stories.

And finally, I am in need of a new anthro character. Silver is so simple to draw, I'd just love to take him home with me. I assure you, he will be loved.

Personality~
Silver is a very shy fox, one who doesn't open up to others that easily. He enjoys being by himself reading. But when he opens up to you, he will naturally cling to you and not want to leave your side. He is clumsy, charismatic, nervous, and sweet.

Clumsy~
Silver is a natural born klutz. He'll trip over his own tail, and probably would be dead if it weren't for Kris helping him out. Most of the time, he'll just sit down and read. He is sort of like a magnet to trouble, and will probably get into the worst scenarios when he's up and moving.

Charismatic~
Along with being clumsy, Silver is a born optimist. He always looks towards the brighter side of life, and will try to get others to be positive. Though when you think about it, it's pretty tough for him to be so optimistic, what with all the bad stuff that's been happening to him lately...

Nervous~
Silver is a naturally nervous guy. He hates being alone, but he hates talking to people, also. It's very hard for him to fit in, but his sister's working on getting him to open up.

Sweet~
Chances are, you won't find anyone sweeter than Silver! With his clumsiness, his charisma, and his shyness, he'll make for the perfect friend for a child! And the perfect son for adults, too. Altogether, he is an adorable, bumbling mess of a fox. But we love him anyway.

History~
(told in Kris's point of view)
From the day he was born, my little bro has been nothing less than shyer than a unicorn. He's hated being around people, loathed being alone...All he does is cling to either me or Thief!

Maybe I should start from the beginning, so you don't get confused. First off, my name's Kris. I'm twenty four years old, and I was just ten when Silver was born.

He was born in a litter of three. The other two were stillborns, so he was pretty lucky to be alive. I remember the day Silv opened those beauteous blue eyes of his. Just like Mama's. He blinked and stared at my pure, white fur before shuffling closer to me. I smiled. "He's so cute, Mama!" I squealed happily, nuzzling him.

Mama chuckled. "Does he remind you of anyone, Kristal?" she asked me, laughter in her sky blue eyes.

I paused and looked towards her slowly. "He almost looks like Daddy..."I said quietly.

Our father was a great fox, the leader of his tribe. Then came the day he met my mother. She was a loner fox, and as soon as his green eyes met hers of cerulean, they knew they were meant to be together. They mated, and Daddy's tribe wasn't too happy about him mating with an outsider. In fact, they were so upset, they attempted to kill him! Of course, they failed, and his deputy-the second in command-banished him. I still see Daddy every now and then, but he's growing older, weaker. Soon I fear he may die.

Mama smiled and nodded, licking Silver's fur. I remember her singing her sweet, sweet lullaby to him.

"Goodnight, sleep tight,
No more tears.
In the morning,
I'll be here.
And when we say goodnight,
Dry your eyes.
Because we say goodnight,
And not goodbye.
We say goodnight
And not goodbye..."

I nearly fell asleep listening to her melodious voice when I noticed Silver looking up at me with those big blue eyes. I smiled and nuzzled him, curling up beside them.

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Now, ten years later, here I am doing the same thing. Comforting Silv when he doesn't need to be upset. Holding him because his feet hurt. I swear, that kid is like a giant three year old.

But I love him anyway.

Other~
Really hope I get this beauteous boy! x3

[Tripp]

for kennel #48

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moved it to a new folder a while ago

[.kestral]

Thanks for reposting Guys, and thank you Tripp!

This place might move a little slow for the first few days while I update the front page, contact the staff etc. But feel free to keep posting forms. The code drop should be in about a week.

[albinny trancy]

Friendly little bump~

[Tripp]

no problem :] if you need any help throw a pm my way

[Jinhwan - LEFT]

Username:
Caia
Kennel #:
27
Why I want this Character:
It just caught my eye when I was surfing CS. I happened to stumble upon this thread, and as I scrolled down the page, I saw the adorable pup. There is no way to describe how I felt. It was adorable! I would love to use it as a character, and also display it everywhere. SO ADORABLE!!
Name:
Cassie
I love that name!
Age:
8 weeks
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Cassie is... Shy. Quiet. Afraid. Scared. Sad. Those words all describe her. Shy, she's afraid to talk to anyone, preferring to be away from other people and be quiet. Not fun or bubbly, Cassie prefers to spend time alone. Afraid. Afraid of death, letting anyone get too close, afraid of life. She rarely ever vocalizes her thoughts or feelings, upon first meeting her many have though she was mute, and they are always surprised when they first hear her voice. Though she normally never lets it show, she is deeply lonely. She hides this well behind a mask of unabideing kindness, and because of her deep set loneliness she has made a silent pact never to leave anything lonely like herself.
History:
Doors slammed. Stray dogs barked. Then everything was quiet. It was humans. They were dressed in white lab coats. Scientists. They took away the strays, and brought them to their labs. All strays shuddered at that word. Only one stray had ever been seen coming back from the lab. Rumors had started spreading that you only came back if you were still sane. Even pups had been taken. Even other species had been taken. How do I know this? I was once taken there. First, let me introduce myself. My name is Cassie. I am a young fox, or so people had told me. It took me years to figure out the truth. Having no parents, I was forced to live on the streets.

The pale round orb in the sky (which I later learned was the moon) glittered ever so brightly. It was a normal night. I was scrounging for food as usual. My ribs showed through my mahogany-colored fur. Then the scientists came. I had just spotted a tempting bone still covered in a bit of meat. Forcing myself to look up, I saw large nets snagging up dogs. On instinct, I scampered around a corner. But my curiosity got the better of me, I peered around the corner. My amber eyes bulged, and my ears strained to hear what the humans were saying. Through my deep concentration, I couldn't hear the man sneaking up behind me. A net was pulled over me. I thrashed and whimpered,but the man didn't even glance at me. Then I was thrown into the back of a car. The doors slammed shut, and everything was quiet. There was no sound. I was alone.

Finally, I was taken out from the car. As soon as the doors opened, I jumped from the back of the car and ran as fast as I could. Free at last! I thought happily. But, one of the men caught my leg and held on tight. I yelped, and felt myself being dragged back. Reluctantly, we entered the building. The sight of the building astounded me. White walls surrounded the room in a tight square. There was only a few bits of furniture. Is this it? I wondered. But then I saw a door that led to another room. It was tightly shut, but to my horror, I could screams and yelps coming from it. The man sat down in a chair by the door. I gulped. It was clear that I would be brought into the room. Soon the nurse who stood at a desk looked up "Rob, we are ready for you." Rob stood up taking me with him. He opened the door, holding me tightly in his arms. I was placed on a cold silver table. It was raised off the ground slightly. A scientist strapped me in so I couldn't move. Over me, a pale yellow light glinted off a needle. One of the scientists fed me something that made me feel woozy, and before I knew it, I was asleep.

When I woke up, I knew I wasn't the same. My eyes could only just make out the shape of Rob and the other scientists. I... what happened? I bided my time waiting for my eyes to see clearly. Soon, the hazy blobs changed to shapes. And the shapes changed to the distinct form of the humans. They were chattering happily to each other. "It worked!" I managed to hear Rob say. "Finally" one of the other men nodded. I glowed with pride, though I wasn't sure why. It seemed that I had started to trust these men. But, dear reader, it will not last. Have you heard the saying trust is number 1? Well it's not true. These men would throw away my trust like it was garbage.

I gave a loud growl. That got the mens attention. Rob took a step forward and started to stroke my head. I almost immediatly calmed down. The other scientists let out a sigh of relief. "Bring her over here" a man motioned to him. Rob cradled me in his arms, and brought me to yet another room. This one had strange creatures in it. Then I realized these were dogs. Some I even recognized. They growled and barked at me. I dug my head into Rob's arm. He would protect me if these dogs tried to hurt me. But, he placed me on the ground while the other scientists watched me with clipboards. I looked up at Rob hoping he would pick me up again. When he didn't I glanced around anxiously at the other dogs. They didn't seem that interested in me. One dog did step forward though. He was a huge Doberman Pinchser. To big. He had been mutated to this humongous size. I could tell he was the boss because everyone cowered when he got near them. I immediatly started doing submissive maneuvers. Oh how silly I felt! This seemed to impress him though, and he stepped back to look at me. A nod to the other mutants allowed them to step forward.

The other mutants stepped closer to sniff me. This was normal for many dogs. It was a relief to see these dogs weren't insane. Like that dog I had once seen. It was a horrible day. Many had been killed, but that is beside the point. After everyone had sniffed me, the humans stepped in. Each held a bag of food which the tossed to us. Everyone stepped back to let the alpha eat. It was soon I learned that newcomers ate last. We only got what little was left. There were so many mutants that I hardly got any food. My hardships didn't stop there. I had to slee on a hard tile floor that made my muscles stiff. Rob often came to visit, but he was no longer his cheerful self. The scientists had been talking about how he had lost his wife and son in a tragic accident. Some days, Rob didn't even come to work.

After a few days, a new patient came. Nobody had seen her yet. Rumors had started to spread that she was a monster, and she was to dangerous to be near anyone. But there rumors were wrong because one day she came. A scientist put her in the room and closed the door. As usual, the alpha stepped forward. He sniffed the creature who gave him a glare. She stood up sharply, and growled. Everyone gasped. No one growled at the alpha. The alpha stepped forward and growled back. "You want a piece of me?" Alpha growled. "Certainly" the fox lept forward, her claws extended. She hit him full force. Alpha stumbled back. The fox bit into the alpha. He can't go down that easy! I thought, but another alarming thought came to mind. He's a fraud! I looked at his body, and realized he wouldn't go down yet.

Alpha jumped to his feet and lunged. His white teeth bared. The fox wasn't ready and took the full force. I gasped, and watched her taken down. Scarlet red blood pooled around the fox. Then I knew who it was. It was the owner of the smiling face I'd often seen in my dreams. "Mommy?" I crept forward, light on my paws. "Yes. It's me, I'm glad you finally know" she smiled up at me. It was surprising to see how cheerful she was though she was on the brink of death. "Enough!" the alpha butted in. He opened his jaw flashing his sharp teeth. Before anyone could stop him, he bit into the neck of my mother. Alpha clung on until she was dead. "No" I murmured. "No! You monster!" I flung myself at the alpha, taking him by surprise. With my tiny jaws, I clung onto his shoulder. Blood dripped out of the small wounds made by my teeth. Alpha struggled and called for help, but no one responded. Not even his mate responded. They were all still surprised at my actions. Finally, he managed to fling me off. He bared his teeth and stepped toward me. I knew it was my turn to die, but I kept fighting. Skillfully, I dodged and ducked out of the way of Alpha's attacks. My side was covered in scars and dried blood. Breathing heavy, I realized I was cornered. There was no escape from my fate. "Enough!" the alpha's mate, Rose, stepped between us.

"I can't watch you two fight like this!" she went on. Alpha bowed his head shamefully. "Everyone leave! There's nothing to see here!" Rose motioned everyone to leave. I scampered to a corner. How scared I was of what she would do to me! "It's okay young one" Rose stepped toward me. "What's your name?" she asked. Not sure how to respond, I told her "Cassie."
"Cassie? Is that your name?"
I nodded. "Well I'm Rose" she introduced herself. Once again, I nodded. Rose gave me an affectionate lick. "It's nice to meet you Cassie." Then there was a sickening yelp, as Alpha tackled Rose. His jagged teeth dug into her skin. "You will never get in my way again" Alpha growled. Quivering, I moved away, but his eyes burned through my skin. Through his teeth, he growled "And your next." There was no escaping. Alpha's amber eyes could see through me, and see my every move. Frantically, I planned my escape, but I couldn't find a way to escape. Alpha pounced on me, and I stared death straight in the eyes. "Scared?" he taunted. Then, the truth hit me. I had to fight my way out.

My paws worked double time. Dodging attacks, but getting hit at the same time. I was slowing down, but so was Alpha. Soon we were both exhausted, but Alpha gathered up the rest of his strength and slashed my throat. Blood blinded my eyes, and I lay limp on the ground. A new voice filled my ears. "What happened here?" I knew I recognized that voice. Rob? I lifted my head up slowly. Rob! He's here! Lifting my head had drained my energy, and I put it back down. The strong arms belonging to Rob lifted me up. Weak and numb with pain, I passed out. When I had awoken, I could tell some time had passed. It was no longer summer, but winter. I lifted my head, but nausea forced me to put it back down. Looking around, I realized I was back in the alley I called home. Where am I? And how long was I asleep?
Art:
The tender snow
Has wiped away
The weeping willow's tears
Other:
This is a great idea! (my fingers bleeding)

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