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[Ginger_]

Pet's ID Tag: #63
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Name You'd Choose for It: Cloud
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: I love the light colors, and the simple design. It reminds me of peace and life. c:
History/Background/Other:
Without darkness, there cannot be light.....
This is my view on things.

As I sat in the cold silence of a kennel, I wished I could be positive enough to pay attention to that motto. I had been taken from my parents, my family...and I was scared. I had no clue where I was. Better yet, all around me were mews and howls of anguish from other animals. This only heightened my fear, making my heart race. I quietly curled up into a tight ball, trying to get away from the shadows, the sounds of pain and anxiety.... I was honestly frightened.
I somehow drifted off to sleep.

I woke up in an even more hostile environment. A small cage still boxed me in, but there wasn't any sign of other animals. I could smell fear in the air. Everything was metallic and strange. There was a sound of a door opening, and I was picked up, and placed on a metal table. Hands held me down, and there was a prick of pain in my shoulder. The hands picked me up again, but this time, I was placed in a cage with a warm blanket, fresh food and water, and there were toys on the floor. I liked it much better.

Every day, humans came in the door, looked at us with smiles on their faces, but left empty-handed. It was almost depressing, too.

Until one day, the day that ends this story. When I woke up, someone was talking. Then hands opened the cage, and put a leash and a collar on me. The door opened again....but this time...

I was free.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[Tammanae]

Code Drop Form List

Woot, new week. Yet another list for the staff to use for the Code Drop this next week~ Seeing as how people seem to confuse this with the regular code drop, I will explain here, so please make sure to read. This list is not the Code Drop, but simply a list of me collecting forms at a steadier pace as to make sure no one gets accidentally skipped over, and to make the judging a little easier come Saturday. ;3 As always, do not quote or edit this post yourself, as I am the one in charge of this, and doing so will only be confusing and spamming for both me and the rest of the staff. Please remember that if you are trying out for the same character again this week, you must repost your form~

Kennel 2

Faint

Kennel 51

Zenarraus

Kennel 57

~RayRay~

Kennel 63

Silverscratch

Kennel 70

wildwolfspiret

[keydemon]

Pet's ID Tag: #70

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Name You'd Choose for It:
Chalcedony - Often just referred to as "Chalce".

Gender: Male

Reason You Want It: I kept coming back to this design as I was scrolling through the kennels. It's absolutely breathtaking and inspiring to look at. I love the dark reds and the stunning blue eyes and the patterns. Red pandas are some of my favorite animals, and he clearly has some red panda markings. He's wonderful, his design just flows and works together so nicely. I would be delighted if I won him so that I could treasure him as a loved character of mine. I tend to remain attached to my characters once I write about them, so you can be assured that he would be going to a great home.

History/Background/Other:

Personality:

Meticulous - Chalce is one to always pay attention to the details, he tends to get fussy when things aren't perfect, including himself and others. Others tend to throw the title "perfectionist" at him, not that he really bats an eye at that. He believes his love of minute details is a good thing, and it can be. He's known to get everything right, no matter what he's asked to do.

Confident - Chalce knows how great he is, it's rare that you see him in moments when he disapproves of himself. Mainly because of his meticulous nature, he tends to keep himself at a state in which he is happy with himself. This gives him a sort of glow that others are attracted to. (Not to mention, he knows he's handsome.)

Cool - Insults? Yeah, right. Chalce knows how to handle himself, so he doesn't tend to get worked up or angry. He's almost always cool and collected. He has a sort of dignified swagger wherever he goes. Chalce tends to portray the sort of being everyone wants to be. Popular, smart, adored.

Sharp - Although Chalce is charming and smart, he has a sharp tongue. He speaks his mind and isn't afraid to tell others what they're doing wrong. Chalce has a piercing glare that could stop almost anyone in their tracks. He has a mean side to him, and he's not afraid to unleash it.

Mannerly - Chalce is very polite to everyone, even those he despises. He's a dignified canine, not willing to spit out insults or slander. He finds it demeaning to be spoken to politely when the opponent is using slander, so he tends to favor this mind-game strategy. When not faced with an opponent, he is rather charming in his mannerisms and likes it that way. He likes to think of himself as a gentleman.

Easily Bothered - Admittedly, Chalce is easily annoyed, especially by those with inferior intellect. He does not like to explain things more than once and he does not like to talk when he is working or doing something else. He finds himself a bit snippy with others who are hyperactive or persistent.

Self-Absorbed - Regardless of his charming and sophisticated appearance, Chalce mostly thinks of himself. He does not have many close friends, because often he does not take the time to get close to others or worry about their feelings. Chalce enjoys his own company anyway.

Attributes:

Intelligent - Chalce was born with a natural sense of the world around him. He's very good at detecting what the outcome of a situation will be or solving puzzles and problems. Often, others come to him for help when caught in an intellectual trap. Chalce tends to bit a bit of a show off of his intellect, but it's understandable.

Handsome - Chalce is often swooned over for his lean shape and striking coat, not to mention his rather charming speech. He knows he's attractive but he tends to pretend he doesn't, he'd rather others admire his mind, not his pelt.

Kept Alive... - Not many know this, but Chalce's body does not keep him alive. Due to an accident when he was in his late teenage years, Chalce suffered a mortal wound to his main artery. Many of his vital blood paths were contaminated with deadly particles - sharp shards of stone. He was actually saved by a fire oni (fire demon) that resembled a dragon. Chalce's veins run with fire spirit energy. He is powered by the planet Mars and the stars around it. This spirit energy prevents the shards from damaging his vital organs. The demon warned him that water may harm him and he needed something to help him monitor the spirit energy. The oni offered Chalce a small, fire spirit faerie dragon that would stay by his side and help keep him alive. But only in exchange for a favor...



Story:

Chalce lay gasping for breath, his whole body ringing with numbness as he stared up at the great oni which glowed pale red in the light of the moon. The stars flashed in the sky and the moon's pale light began to dim as a cloud passed over it. "Ouch..." Chalce spasmed as the cloud passed over the small speck that Mars was in the sky, a rippling burning coursed through his main veins.

"Heheh.." the oni chuckled deeply, "It hurts you, doesn't it?" The oni narrowed its bright red, pupil-less eyes at Chalce. The oni was a huge, dark red dragon with a long neck and black spikes running from head to tail. It had curling black horns and claws like over-sized rose thorns. It glowed a hellish red in this darkness, making the forest seem like a blur to Chalce. This forest, Mineral Hollow, was known for the extensive gems and minerals the mines below it held. Chalce grew up here, he knew how to manipulate the precious rocks below, and others were often jealous of his skills. Chalce lay in a pool of his own blood, the metallic tang stinging his nose every time he breathed. The oni summoned a small apparition to his paw. From this distance, it just looked like a little glowing red ball with dragonfly wings. "This is the key to your life." the oni looked at the precious little spirit with admiration, indicating to it with a claw, "This is a fire spirit, in the form of a faerie dragon. It will monitor your energy and keep you comfortable."

"What do you..." Chalce coughed harshly, a spray of blood erupting from his jaws. Chalce squeezed his eyes shut as everything went blurry for a moment, was this oni just going to watch him suffer? "Want for it?" Chalce asked weakly, opening his eyes again and glaring up at the oni.

"Oh..." the oni grinned, "You're willing to make deals for your precious life?" Chalce's ears flicked backwards, his bright blue eyes glowing with hatred,

"Yes." Chalce felt a sudden whirlwind of strength pulse through his body. He heard a soft hissing and looked to his wound to see it sizzle closed. With one last cough, Chalce stumbled to his paws and looked up at the oni. The little spirit had disappeared from the oni's paw. "What...?" Chalce asked hesitantly, seeing the oni grinning and clicking its claws together.

"You're much more alive, yes?" the oni chuckled, pointing a claw next to him. Chalce turned to see the little spirit floating next to him, almost as if it belonged there. "This..." the oni smiled, bending its spiked neck closer to Chalce, "You could have this, just for a small price." the great oni hissed.

Chalce stood a bit taller, looking much more like his proud, collected self again. His bright blue eyes shimmered in the starlight and his silky fur rippled in the slight, night breeze. Chalce was a breathtaking sight, yet the oni didn't seem intimidated. "What is the price, Oni?" Chalce asked, staring the demon straight in the eyes.

"I request a substance that only you probably have the talent to make, Chalcedony." the oni narrowed its eyes. "You are renowned for your talent with the minerals of this forest." Chalce couldn't help but smirk at that, the oni noticed and grinned evilly in return, "Ah, you recognize your talent." The oni slithered closer to Chalce, staring into his eyes, "You will create mythrite for me by the end of the night, call upon Hzi-Rin the fire oni and I will take it from you. Then, you may keep the spirit forever."

Chalce's ears flickered back for a moment. Mythrite? Quite a dangerous compound, plus he would have to venture deep into the mines to find the materials he needed.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. <3!

((Still a WIP))

[Kalid]

Pet's ID Tag:37
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Name You'd Choose for It:I dislike changing a Pet's name. She's getting used to a new owner, a new name would just be another thing to stress her. If anything, I'd change it to Amaya, which means "Night Rain' in Arabic
Gender:Female
Reason You Want It:I love her slender, almost feline lines even though she's a dog. Her design is unique, although her markings are simple. I love the contrasting green and black, and although Green isn't always my favorite color, she's done very well. Also the markings under her chin are adorable. She's blind in one eye, and I've been wanting a fursona like that. Although she will not be my main fursona, I will defiantly use her in stories and in role playing. The back ground below is hers from one of the stories I would love to use her in. I will also draw both animal and anthro forms of her. I promise not to breed her.
History/Background/Other:
Amaya is from a litter of three, and the only surviving female. Her sister perished at the hands of a competing pack, which is also when she Amaya received the scars on her back leg and shoulder, also how she became blind in her right eye. and her brother is one of the head leaders in their group. She is a decent hunter, and loves snake meat and plant bulbs. She has no mate and does not plan to ever have one. She has friends in her pack, but tends to be an introvert. She loves to play and goof off, a hobby that causes her serious brother to be exasperated at. She is not very vocal, preferring to listen and watch. She's so quiet the pack thought she might be mute. She loves the night, and tends to use the cover of darkness to hunt.

Now, in a separate storyline, where she is a digipad anthro, she and her brother were kidnapped by a rivaling clan, where they were groomed into fighters. She was assumed mute, and her brother advised her to hide that she could talk. She became a bodyguard to the leader's adviser. Her brother became a tracker. She is good with a gun, but prefers a scythe. She meets the main characters when they literately 'storm the castle' in an attempt to retrieve a stolen sword. She assists them and brings down the sick man she had been working with for most of her life. A plot twist later, it's revealed that Amaya comes from the same village as one of them, and eventually returns to the village to see her birthplace, only to leave and become a freelancer.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[Papyrsatyr]

Going to just make a quick update of the front to include revamps and take down already adopted cages. I hate doing this, I'm such a lazy bum lol.

It is advised you change your forms to the new image once it's updated, though you may not be penalized. However I say may since other mods in this thread may not be as forgiving.

[PaperRose]

Pet's ID Tag: #5
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Name You'd Choose for It: I'd keep her name, Metronome
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: I think her design is so simple, and yet I can connect to it so much. The cloak earring is so pretty and reminds me of someone that would time travel, and part of me is all science fiction, and Doctor Who, I already feel connected with her. I can see getting some art of her coming out of the Tardis with a Sonic Screwdriver in her mouth. But Also I think she is gorgeous, and you don't come by simple designs like these. Usually they're much more complicated, and I think that is one of the things I love about her. She is so simple yet so unique at the same time. Plus the way I see her acting has me wanting her more.
History/Background/Other: Hmm... Haven't thought much of a back ground, but I think I have one. I don't really want to share when she was first born and stuff, cause I'm still thinking of it, but I do have a idea for how she has been living her life. She is a time travel, a graceful one at that. I'm not sure if I'm going to make it so the earring is what allows her to time travel, or if she just has a gift to time travel, but she does time travel. She has many adventures helping creatures as she can, but mostly just trying to see what is out there and enjoy/relax when she can. Though she usually finds herself in trouble and tries to solve it, or just runs. I think of her as a elegant wolf, with a calm, collected mind, that knows more then what she is telling you. I also she is built more for running and sort of avoid conflict, rather then confront it.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
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[>> Leafstorm515]

Pet's ID Tag: Number 30
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Name You'd Choose for It:
Deiego Buck Montoya "Arizona"
Gender:
Arizona's most certinly a male.
Reason You Want It:
Because Arizona's a beautiful character. He's amazing in everything, I love the way he looks. He also reminds me of adventure, and I love that more than anything. He also seems like a perfect addition to a story I'm writing, Because he seems like a guide. ( A wild one at that.) I like that he isn't a set species, it makes him unique. There isn't another one like him.
History/Background/Other:
Personality:
I'm going to do this is parts, because it will be easier.
Brave
Arizona doesn't know the meaning of fear. He is always ready for anything, and shrugs of danger as if it was nothing. He will take on anything or anyone, anytime, and do his very best to win. He is not a fighter, though. He uses tricks, and mockery to make his oppnent loose. Living alone in the rainforest can get to you, especially with those animals and insects all over. Arizona Calls them his friends, and even goes so far as to keep a taurantula as a pet!
Trickster
As mentioned above, Arizona loves to trick people. He seems to be of some wesal decent, so it may run in his blood. But nevertheless, he'd much rather trick someone than fight. He isn't the strongest animal, so this is probably a safety thing.( But, when he meets one of his few enemies, this all changes. He will fight, and he will win.) Arizona can move very fast, and dissappear in the blink of an eye. He is very good at slight of hand, and making you think something that isn't there, is. Persay, He says theres a spider on you. The way he says it can make you feel like theres a spider actually crawling on you.

Diego's eyes widened as he started at the girl. " Don't. Move." He whispered, his wide eyes locked on her head. The female froze, eyeing him for a second before lifting her hand. " No! Don't! The hairs on it are poisonious!" Diego said, slapping her hand away from her head without taking his eyes off the spider. The girl was obviously disturb by the thought of having a deadly spider on her head, and she fidgetted. " Will you get it off then?" She whispered back, the pupils in her blue eyes narrowing. Diego nodded, reachign up, but stopped. " It's... Crawling down your back. Tell me if you feel it's leg on you neck." He murmured, staring seriously at her. That was the last straw. The girl let out an ear-piercing scream, and began to jump around. " Get it off! Get it off, you lousy guide!" She said, all the while screaming. Diego just watched her, unable to hold back the fits of laughing. As he lay on the gorund, rolling on his back, he managed to say
" There never was one."

Loyal
Arizona is deathly loyal. He will do anything for his friends, even if they wouldn't do the same for him. His heart is in the right place, but sometimes he ends up making things worse. On the other hand, he is rude to the point of being cruel to his enemies. No knows why, but that is the only major mood-change he has. Otherwise, he's a pretty steady eddie, as they say. Arizona sticks by his friends, never leaving one of them to fend for themselves. He might run off in a spit of anger, but he won't ever actaully leave them alone. He's too nice to do that.
Reckless
Arizona is very risky. He likes danger and adventure, so he is normally prone to pick the harder more challenging way. ( He will normal drag his friends with him.)

Diego glanced back a weary troop trudging doefully behind him. " Ah, Cheer up lads! The bridge is ahead, and then you'll be back home." He said, grinning at them. The two guys glanced at him, obviously not as happy as him. Diego shrugged it off, pulling his sickle blade out of it's sheath. The group had run into some long grass, and as he made his way along. Diego chopped at it with the blade, clearing a way. The grass fell on teh ground with a swish, nearly blowing all over the shoes of the followers. " Ah, here we are." Diego said, grinning again. " You call that a bridge? You've got to be kidding." One of the men said. " Aw, Mates, Come now. It's perfect sturdy!" Diego said. The bridge that streched across the narrow ravine was noticeably sagging, and pieces of it were missing. " Now, The lightest goes in the middle, heaviest first. " Deigo continued. " Why's that?" The smaller man asked, looking at him. " So if we heavy people fall, you come with. " Diego said, laughing at the shocked expression on the mans face. " Aw, I was just kidding. Is true, though." He said, Pushing the one man forward. " Now, Your friend here with go in the middle, And I in the back. Mush!" Diego said, his voice echoing off the walls of the cavern below them.Slowly, and very carefully, the man edge forward. The three made it almsot all the way over when there was a loud snap. " Run!" Diego said joyfully, pushing the man ahead of him. The two raced forward, leaping onto solid gorund just in time. Diego, however, dissapeared over the edge with the bridge. " We kill 'em." The younger man said, looking horrfied. In that instant, Diego swung up over the edge, looking ecstaic. " Great fun, Great fun. Much nicer than the other route. " He said, dusting himself off. " Other route?" The two men said in unision. " Oh, Down there." Diego said. The two men looked, and gaped. Down the edge was a solid, concrete bridge.
Diego had two more victims of his daring attitude.

Arizona's Phobia's
Surprisingly, Arizona does have two little fears. Or ' faults', as he calls them. Arizona doesn't believe in the word fear, beacuse he think it means he won't face his fears. He will. He hates deep, deep water, and guns. He hates the things, and will sometimes flinch at the very sight of one. As for the water, it has to do with an incident from when he was younger. He has no problem with water, just deep water where he can't swim. Both of these he'd never show, and only his closest friends know them.

Diego's eyes danced with the fire-light as he sat, drying in front of the flames. His knees were hugged close to his chest, but his eyes were dead. Emotionless. Mac, one of Diego's best friends, walked over, seating himself across the fire from him. Staying silent for a moment, Mac glanced up. " Arizona, Ace didn't think the place would crash. He thought for sure it would take us to land. " He said, looking the motionless figure in the eye. Arizona shrugged. " It's just a little water. " He said, but his voice was void of life. It was obvious that he was shocked. Mac sighed, shaking his head. They had been in a small, turbo-prop plane that Jack has scrounged up, hen the engine failed. The plane had crashed into the water, and they'd had to swim. Mac had seen the cold terror in Diego's eyes, but hadn't said a word. If his friend wanted to talk, he would talk. Otherwise, he wouldn't pry. " Okay. But if you ever need to talk, I'm here." Mac said, flicking his ears. Diego nodded softly, blinking. " It has to do with my family. It's.... Complicated." he murmured. " Oh so complicate..."

A breif history of the life of Diego Buck Montoya
I'm going to hand the mic over to Arizona for this. I'm no good at history.

" I'm Arizona, and it appears I'll be explaining my history to you. It's nothing fancy, and your lucky I'm even telling you it. I dislike telling about it. I was born to a semi-rich family, but they didn't like the way I looked. Appernently I wasn't fit to be thier son. I don't know why, I personally think I look fine. But they didn't want me, and gave me up. I should say dumped me at an orphange, and never looked back. I remeber seeing the back of thier fancy car rollign away, although I was very young. I remember that. I lived at the orphange for a long time, because no one would adopt me. I was too.. 'wild' or 'reckless' , ' too strong willed'. But at the age of ten, I was taken. A scientist by the name of Tucker came, serching for someone to help him on his expidtions. I loved him at first sight, and wanted to go with him. He choose me, out of all the kids. I was so happy, and he became like a father to me. We lived here, in the tropical rainforst, while he did his experiments. He was since passed away, but I still live here. I'm 25, going on 26 soon, I think. tucker made up a date for my brithday, but I can never remember it. I give people guides through the jungle, because there arent' many ways to get through. And I know this place like the back of my hand. I know, I know, I can be a total show off sometimes, but I'm here. I can do it better than anyone else. I'm the only guide around here.
I am... Diego!

A preview of the story I would be using him in, told from my character Kuua's point of view.( she's kind of a secret assassin. >:D)
I've never been one to follow targets. I normally wait for them to settle down, then do what I have to do. But, this assignment was differnt. I'd come up against this Mac many times, and been humilate by his games. He always out smarted me! But not this time, No, I was ready. He and that crazy pilot were headed down to the jungle to serch for the fountian of youth. Yes, I'd been listening to thier call. So what? It's what I do. Get over it. Ace, the insane pilot, was the one serching for it. He was always involved in some get-rich-quick-scheme. We all knew eachother, because I'd run into them so many times. Ace is a moron, always trying to flirt with me. I don't understand why men are so thick skulled. I'm trying to kill them, and they go an flirt. Idiots... I glanced around me in the small village I had arrived in, sighing. I had no idea what I was going to do to hide my idendty, though I douted they would see me. I'd dyed my hair, and I was wearing make-up today. A big change for me. I caught sight of the two moving along, lost in conversation. I tailed them, from afar. I never got to close to a target, both ways. Becoming emotionally attached to anyone isn't good for you. Every dies in the end. You're setting yourself up for faliure. I watched them meet up with a guide, a very wild looking one at that. He reminded me of someone, but I couldn't recall who. I grabbed a pair of sunglasses, and waltzed over. " Hey there, Might there be room for one more in this group? " I said, offering a wide, inviting smile. They all looked at me, Mac looked slightly suspicious, but Ace was fooled. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders ( Typical guy behavior) and grinned. " Sure! We'd be glad to have you." His breath was overly minty, and I gently tugged away. " Thanks, I need to see my family on the other side. " I said, lying easily. None of you will make it to the other side, I thought. The guide, who's name tag read Arizona, perked up. " You wuldn't happen to be Metvaci's girl, would you? I've heard he's expecting her. " He said, smiling. I grinned, nodding. " I am. I've wanted to come for awhile, but life's been busy. " I said. Everyone nodded, but I felt Mac's eye digging into me, and for a second I feared he knew my idendity. But to my relief, he smiled and offered a hand. " I'm Mac, This odd guy here is Ace." He said, pointing to his friend. Ace made the 'Call me' Sign, and I giggled. I wanted to kill him right there. Arizona broke in. " We'd better get going, we want to make progress before dark. Plus, No one wants to get eaten, right? " He said, grinning at us. I fidgetted, rasing an eyebrow. " What would eat us?" I asked, the tip of my tail twitching. Being a cat, I was anturally cautious. It was in my nature. " There's all sorts of things! Quite a few spiders would kill you and eat you if presented the chance. " Arizona continued. I swallowed, nodding. We began to head out, because Arizona seemed to have everything we needed.He began talking about the forst, and I blocked him out. I frowned, the only thing coming to mind:
This was going to be a long trip.
About 5 hours later, we stopped to camp. I silently excused myself, slipping off into the night. The air was surprsingly cool, but moist. I went for a little ways, before stopping. I turned around to come face to face with Arizona. " What are you doing?!? Are you trying to get killed?" He said, staring at me. I looked sheepish. " I, ah, Had to, you know, go to the bathroom." I murmured, even though it was a lie. " Next time, tell me before you leave. I'd hate to see you get eaten." He said, befor disappearing again. I reached down into the boots I was wearing, and pulled the knife out. It was a cruel looking thing, the blade gleaming silver, and the handle jet black onyx. I had expensive taste in weaponry. Reaching into the back of my belt, I retrieved the small gun hidden there. " Time to start the party." I thought, grinning in the dark.
Point of view switchs to third person. XD
Hurrying back to the camp, a breathless Arizona stumbled into the tent that Mac and Ace were in. "That girl... She's.... Got a knife.. And a gun..." he muttered, trying to catch his breath. " What?" Mac said, slowly sitting up. " Oh, You've got to be kidding me." Ace growled, putting his ears back. Arizona nodded. " I don't understand, why would she carry those thing like she was?" He said,frowning. Mac sighed, putting his head in his hands. " Let me guess, the blade was pure silver, and the handle was black. " He said, not opening his eyes. Arizona looked upset. " Yeah, It was. How'd you know?" He said, growing nervous. He hated not knowing what was going on. " She's a world Class Assasin, and her name is Kuua. She goes by many other name, such as Murdoc, Scar, and more recently, Kuua. She's been after me for years, and now she's got us corner out here. I knew something was odd about her.." He growled, staring at the ground. Ace shrugged. " We always out-smart here, We can do it agian. Plus, I think she's getting softer." He said, tryng to lighten to mood. " Softer? Ha. Rocks don't soften,they get harder." Mac shot back. Arizonahad fallen silent, not liking at all where this was going. " So you're telling me this girl is a crazy killer, and she want your heads?" He said, eyeing them. " Yeah. Except now she'll want yours too. She never leave information behind. " Ace said, swallowing. The three sat there, before Mac stood. " We have to start moving, away from here. " He said, grabbing a bag. Arizona and Ace followed suit, before racing out of the tent. All three began a steady jog away, thier heart pounding in their ears.
" Run, Cowards! Run! I'll find you, I'll hunt you down! This time, You're mine."
The eerie voice rang out above the trees, follwoed by a manical laugh.
" She's on our trail, we've got to loose her!" Ace panted, fear creeping into his eyes.
Mac sped up.
" Run for your lives."
Arizona laughed, his eyes gleaming with knowing. " C'mon boys, we'll fool her. She's got nothing on us." Not a bit of fear was in his voice, and the other two males glanced at him with surprise. Mac stopped, then nodded. " I guess your right. I've always out-smarterd her before, why not now? " Ace rolled his eyes, shakign his head. " Because we're in a forest, and because she's insane." He said, staring at the two. Arizona shook his head. "You don't get it, huh? It's a jungle, And that's where we have the advantage. Ther are pisonious plants here, and animals that would much rather eat her than eat us. We know what to avoid, she doesn't. I assume she'll be dead by morning." He said, looking up at the moonlit sky. Mac blinked, obviouslupset by that though. " Dead? As in, gone?" He muttered, wincing. " Mac, It's no time to think abotu trying to help her. She'll only kill you." Ace said, his voice gentler. He knew Mac's feelings toward the female cat. Mac didn't like her, but He was... attached to her. He knew her better than anyone. Arizona sighed, shaking his head.
" This is a new one."
To be continued if I get him. <3

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[Papyrsatyr]

-Bump-

;u; I miss my old bump art. Pity I changed my 'sona.

Days until code drop: 3!

[Wesley]

Pet's ID Tag:
Kennel 51

Name You'd Choose for It:
Fernaco the Brave

Fernaco [\ˈfərn\a\ko\] is a "unicorn name" meaning 'the daring one'.
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Breed/Species:
Archaic Unicorn

Goat-sized unicorns with a billy goat beard, lions tail and cloven hooves
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Gender:
Male ♂



Reason You Want It:
This design has been here for well more than a descent amount of time, and recently it has received two mindblowing revamps that have definitely increased my already growing love of his unique character species and design. I've yet to see another design quite as unique as this one. c; With competition for him, I decided that it'd be now or never for my chance to go for him. I don't want to see him go without giving it a shot at applying for him. :3 I think his design is pretty cool, and I'm more into unique species and relatively natural designs than anything else right now. I can give him a loving home along with my other cherished characters, a home that will be forever, and I'll buy him art and write him stories and mate him and all of the sorts. Most importantly, I'll love him, which is something he's not receiving here. <3

History/Background/Other:
In our world, in one dimension, the knights rode horses. But have you ever considered their world, the other dimension? The place where every creature of your imagination springs forth to be true: your worst nightmare and your biggest dream both live there. It's like an alternative universe. Everything there seems bigger... better. You wouldn't believe it if I told you, but could you deny it if you saw it with your own two eyes? Come, I will take you on a journey. A journey where you can learn about the one and only legendary Fernaco the Brave.
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"Come one, come all, and see the amazing Fernaco!" That's how it used to be. Before he was special. There used to be many unicorns, alicorns, from one end to another you could see them endlessly. I suppose that to Fairyland, unicorns were to them as dinosaurs were to us. One day very populous, both feared and prized, and the next day? Gone. Vanished. It was as if they'd all up and left without a trace. Once they had been cherished; there was a day when knights rode the unicorns as they did the horses. Where could they have gone? The question remains still today. But what if one dinosaur had survived? How would he have been treated? We would have taken him to labs I'd suppose, run tests on him, search the world for a female for him to repopulate the world. Study him, and work out mystical ways to keep him alive for as long as possible. Because if he died, then they'd be gone forever. I suppose that the world would be sad for the dinosaur. Would you not be sad if all of the other humans in the world died, and you were the very last one? It's a rather crucial circumstance to think about. You must figure it out, think about it. What would you do? How would you try to survive? Or would you want to survive? In Fairyland, Fernaco was that dinosaur, or unicorn rather. What never existed here, once existed there, and if you listen to folklore and children's tales, you will be told to think that it still lives today.

Fairyland was a kinder, more gentle place in the days of Fernaco. Now it is rather dangerous to set foot near the gates of the land, for evil overpopulates the lands and hills of Fairyland as evil does run our own fair world today. They did not send Fernaco to labs, they did not force him to breed with other animals. They did not steal his genes and force them upon other animals and bodies in an attempted clone. No. Instead, they put him on show. Fernaco was harnessed and put into the circus of Fairyland, a circus that traveled to the very ends of and depths of Fairyland. A circus that today now lies extinguished. When Fernaco took on the jeweled collar, he became a part of the circus that he grew to love. He performed various acts of bravery and excitement: leaping through hoops of flame, allowing dwarfs and gnomes to ride on his back, brave twists in the air and many jumps over hurdles around the ring. Everything that Fernaco did sent the crowd into an uproar of applause and laughter. No one expected a nearly extinct circus animal to do anything special. Fernaco was... the ultimate underdog.
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WIP



I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
- wesleydog

[Folvey]

Accepted by June Bug

Pet's ID Tag: 40

Blue Bells as an Australian Shepard
Name You'd Choose for It: Blue Bells, I don't think I'd change this name. It is so adorable and it fits so well.
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: I absolutely love this character. I saw it before but for whatever reason, it didn't catch my attention. After scrolling through again, I saw this beautiful bear~ She reminded me much of my favorite element, water. It was an instant connection. She doesn't have any accessories or hair, which is something I usually want in a character. But, Blue Bells doesn't need those things. She's perfect just the way she is. Also, I love the different shades of brown. Her rump reminds me of a Hyena of sorts, but her tail reminds me of a Australian Shepard! She is so unique in such a simple way, and that is something hard to find in characters.
History/Background/Other:

How brief can we g e t ?
That's my name! Don't wear it o u t . . . : Blue Bells AKA; Bless
I can identify with: Female
Age is just a #: 4 Dog Years

You Don't Know Me!

↳Strong-Willed
Blue Bells will never give up in whatever she does.
She refuses to give up when debating unless proven wrong.
She fights for what she believes in and rarely backs down.

↳Outgoing
She also is never shy, when dared to do something,
she will do it!
She is usually the life of the party, and is never afraid
to try new foods or meet new people.

↳Protective
If her friend is in trouble, you can believe Blue Bells
will be right there to back her friend up!

↳Total Klutz!
Bless is always tripping over herself, usually do to
self-confidence, which she has a lot of!

Bless' Dis/Likes + More

↳Ew! How p i t i f u l.
Bless dislikes romance of any kind, she is very childish
about this and still believes in "cooties." She also hates
people who think they're "all that and a bag of chips."
Other than that, Bless really doesn't dislike anything.

↳Hm, I could dig that!
Bless loves ducks and the noise they make, because many
of her good memories are associated with them. She
also loves frozen yogurt, running/sports, and learning
new things.

↳More?! Oh, you're too flattering.
Bless lives on a farm in a small town, so everyone knows
her! She loves to help around and visit her friends when
possible. Her main "job" is herding, which is a favorite
past time of hers. Bless loves to run about and greet
new people.

Blue Bells' History & Current Life

Blue Bells was born and raised in the United States of America in a small town in Virginia. When she as born, she always was the first to nurse, pushing the other pups out of the way to suckle first. She was unnamed until she turned six weeks old. Around her third week of life, when she was just beginning to see, she stumbled over with her mother to a nearby meadow. There, Virginia Blue Bells grew wildly. Her oddly-colored markings closely resembled the color of these Blue Bells, and so, she was named. She learned very quickly, whether it was her name, to start eating solid food, anything--she caught onto it. Blue Bells was possibly the smartest pup her mother ever birthed.
Of course, this doesn't mean mistakes don't happen. As mentioned before, Bless is very clumsy, and always has been! However, Bless generally learned quickly from her mistakes. However, one day, Bless was able to earn respect from her siblings. A snake had appeared through a bush. Curiously, her dumbfounded brother pawed at it, as if it was some kind of toy. The snake hissed it's split tongue at the pup, but still, he continued to play with it. As it tried to bite him, he would bounce back, making the snake even more annoyed. Blue Bells yipped, "Stop it! Brother, you're only harming yourself!" And as he laughed at, what the time, was a pity insult, the snake struck him. Her brother yipped anxiously as the fangs sunk into his leg. Blue Bells quickly pounced up to the snake, biting onto it's tail and throwing it away from her. She licked her brother's wound, spitting out any liquids she had gotten on her tongue. She then ran to her mother, who was in the barn, and yipped for help. Her mother was able to create a home remedy and kill the toxins. Blue Bells quickly learned many home remedies from her mother, and was able to use them and pass them on.

In her later years, Blue Bells took over her mother's roll as her mother gradually got older and more fragile. Bless enjoyed spending most of her time basking out in the sun, collecting heat. She laid with her cattle, watching over them carefully. She had a reputation to hold up, after all. Her family was in the top 100 of the Canine Herders. When she wasn't working, she enjoyed visiting the meadow her mother had taken her to. She loved to investigate the nature and, especially, the blue bells. She had a keen eye for detail, noticing the different textures in the petals. She noticed the wind (if any,) the taste of the air, even the holes in the ground. Bless was able to find some neat things in there, too! She dug up a bone, which she assumed to be a fox bone, and brought it to her frail mother.

In recent years, her mother has died. She laid under a weeping willow, where her mother had died, and fell asleep forever. Bless mourned over this, and sometimes still does. But she does her best to carry on the legacy of what her mother gave to her--life, remedies, happiness. She lives on the same farm with her brothers and sisters, watching the cattle. Since her mother has passed, Blue Bells has started paying more attention to the happy things in life and is often an optimistic.

*I will add more if I win*

❝In life, we face many challenges. The biggest challenge could just be living, itself.❞

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.