Pixel Squirrels • V.4 • NEW THREAD!

[▸Atlas.]

I am not really on... Around what time do you think?

I'd have to say around this time, though really I just add them up at random times c:

[NerdyPegasus]

I will try to be there! A hint on what the next litter is?

[Sol.]

Today's the day! It's time for me to choose our new PS staff members! c:
There were so many amazing forms, but sadly I can only choose a certain amount of new staff members :c

Congrats to our two new Mods, Moonlit.summers and Sol.! Please PM me if you have any questions c:

It was so hard to choose between all the artist forms, that I ended up choosing three instead of two.
Congrats to our new Artists, Pegasuswolf, Mudclaw, and Eulee! PM me if you have any questions c:

And I'm happy to welcome back Peppercorn as well<3

Thank you so much!

[▸Atlas.]

I will try to be there! A hint on what the next litter is?

A hint? You actually need two hints... >;3 Think... Hot cocoa but stronger, and I guess Mardi Gras? Sorry, best hints I could give xD

[NerdyPegasus]

Wow, that's hard. I was also wondering if I could be a pattern artist? I just give ideas for patterns through PM.

[Ruby-Skylark]

When does the pound litter end? I want to apply for one of the squirrels (since my luck with litters has been such rubbish lately *d'oh*)

[Prince Apollyon]

Pound PS'es!
Username ;; ilovecats3211
PS's Name ;; Applestripe
Kennel Number ;; 6
Extra (story, personality, etc.);;
Story: Applestripe was once a warrior cat from Thunderclan. He was the deputy, had a beautiful mate, two kits and a pretty much perfect life.
But, one night when he was walking alone in the forest -He had had very bad dreams and decided it was a good idea to get some fresh air.- He came across a strange ditch in the ground. "Hmm." He said, "I don't remembering this being here." So, being deputy he went into the hole to investigate incase it was some sort of threat to his clan.
It was very foggy at the bottom of the deep pit. He could barley see in front of his own paws. Squinting through the darkness, he made out a shape of a cat. "Hello?" He called, drawing nearer and nearer to the strange animal. Suddenly, the fog cleared. The cat turned around. It was all white with glowing red eyes. It laughed evilly, and then all went dark.
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Applestripe vaguely heard voices somewhere off in the distance.
"Do you think he's alright?" A she-cat mewed.
"Hush. He needs to rest." came the gruff voice of a tom.
Applestripe opened his eyes, and stared around. He yelped when he saw who had spoken. Around him were three huge cats the size of trees. Then, he reconized them. The she-cat who had spoken was a blue-grey she-cat with orange eyes; She was his mate, Brakenfoot. Next to her on the left was the clan's medicine cat Sunspot, a golden tabby tom. And last, there was a tiny she-kit next to her mother. It was Leafkit, his daughter.
"What am I doing in the medicine cat's den?" Applewing asked. But then he stopped. Why was his voice so high pitched?
Sunspot cleared his throat. "Well, remember about a moon ago you went on that walk-"
"A moon ago!?" Applestripe jumped up. He had been out a whole moon? How could this be?
Sunspot stopped him with his overly sized pay before Applestripe could reach the door. "Wait, wait." He said. "There is more to the story."
"I'm listening."
"Well, that night you went out you must have tripped on a stump, into a very large ditch. Little did you know but it was covered in the bottom with twoleg poison. I think you were in a trance, because the next morning we found you at the bottom of the ditch with the poison all around you're mouth like you drank it. And-And..."
"Well!? What is it?"
"You, uuuh..."
"Spit it out!"
"You shrank. There must have been something in the poison, like a weird substance."
Applestripe nodded, but wasn't listening. I shrank? He thought to himself. How? Does that mean- Something Sunspot said then caught his attention.
"...This effect is permanent. We've done everything we can, but nothing is working. So it seems that you'll have to stay small forever and can't do anymore warrior duties. The new deputy will be announced at moon-high."
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Applestripe was in shock for the next few days. First, he couldn't do his duties. And then being revoked as a deputy? How could this get any worse?
But after a while, he became used to it. He even started to practice with the kits and developed new types of moves the suited his smaller size.
THE END, FOR NOW...

Personality: Brave, cunning, intelligent, humble since the incident, fast, funny, impulsive.

PoundPSeswoo

[Eulee]

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Pound PS'es!
Username ;; Eulee
PS's Name ;; Giovanni
Kennel Number ;; 4
Extra (story, personality, etc.);;
Gio doesn't remember his beginnings. All he remembers is rocks. Rocks, rocks, and even more rocks. For all he knows, he was born to a family of rocks. One day, the rocks all disappeared, and he was left. He doesn't know why. He doesn't know who did it, either. All he knows is that his life there was gone.

He remembers a truck. In the truck, he thinks he was in a box of more rocks. He couldn't tell.

The only true memory he has is waking up in a cage. The first thing he saw when his eyes flickered open was his tail; it looked like crystals. He isn't like others. He's noticed that ever since he came to the pound. Due to this, he doubts he'll ever get out. But maybe he will. One day..

PoundPSeswoo

Pound PS'es!
Username ;; Eulee
PS's Name ;; Mistral
Kennel Number ;; 7
Extra (story, personality, etc.);;
Mistral sat quietly in his kennel. He wondered how long it would be before he finally got out of this prison. Sure, they fed him and all, but it was nothing compared to being free. As he pondered, he began having flashbacks of when he was younger and lived with freedom. How did such a perfect day go so terribly wrong?
It wasn't much, but he lived with his mother in a nest towards the top of a mountain. They had each other, and that's all that mattered to them. She cared for him better than anyone had ever. For what could be more needed than a mother's unconditional love? He remembers it all so clearly. Especially the day everything changed.
It was a surprisingly warm February day like any other. He woke up, ate, and his mother went out. Nothing unusual. He did his usual activities that morning; he climbed trees, gathered nuts to store for later, and even gathered pebbles from outside their nest, arranging them in a special way, all for his mother. He scurried inside the nest and waited patiently for her to come home. When the time that she usually came home at passed, he thought nothing of it. He knew sometimes she took a bit extra time to do nice things for him, because that's just who she was. He only began to worry nearly an hour later. She never was an hour late. Fifteen minutes, maybe, but not an hour.. He had scampered outside to get a look around. His mother was no where to be seen. He dashed down the mountain, looking for any sign that she had been there. He looked for what felt like hours, only to come up with nothing. He climbed up a tree and sat there, silently crying to himself. He didn't know how, but he somehow knew his mother probably wasn't coming back. As the sky turned to night, he heard branches crunch beneath him. He tried peering down to see what made the noise, but ended up crashing down. A net caught him, and his vision went black.
When he woke up, he lay in a cold, steel cage. Behind him were two bowls, one for food and the other for water, as well as a blanket. He cried out his mother's name, but no response. All he could hear were other squirrels, at least 10, moving around in their own cages.
In hind sight, he probably should have made friends. Who knew how long before he'd be adopted? Would anyone actually want to adopt him anyway? He didn't look like the typical squirrel; his tail was much longer, his eyes glowed a golden shade. If his own mother left him, why would any person dare look at him? He stood up, walking around a bit before lying down to take a nap. He'd just have to wait until someone came for him.

PoundPSeswoo

Pound PS'es!
Username ;; Eulee
PS's Name ;; Addie
Kennel Number ;; 11
Extra (story, personality, etc.);;
Addie was your typical, normal squirrel. She wasn't anything special, and she had no special markings either. Her coat was as pure as it could be; as white as a cloud. She was unwanted, and she assumed the reason was because of her coat. Never once did she stop and think what else could have been the reason for why she was in the pound. She desperately wanted to be anyone other than herself. When the pound animals went on a trip, she saw it as her opportunity. She dashed to a costume store, and found a bear costume. There was only one left, and it was exactly her size. Ever since then, she's worn it, refusing to take it off for anything. Somehow in her mind, she thinks wearing it boosts her chances of being picked. Who knows, maybe it does?

PoundPSeswoo

[▸Atlas.]

Wow, that's hard. I was also wondering if I could be a pattern artist? I just give ideas for patterns through PM.

I'm sure a lot of the staff would enjoy having more ideas ^^, but we're not currently hiring. :c If you'd like, you can post your ideas on the fan club for the artists to use c:

When does the pound litter end? I want to apply for one of the squirrels (since my luck with litters has been such rubbish lately *d'oh*)

Probably this Saturday c: Though I may end it a bit late, depending on if all the PS'es have forms or not

[Peppercorn]

hello! I was banned for a week due to certain reasons and im happy to say my litters will be back, relating to sugary breakfast treats and little mans best friends with the cutest faces ^^
(please don't post the answers of these, there hints) these litters will be sometime soon and dove will get to posting them.