Pet's ID Tag: Kennel #43
Name You'd Choose for It: Toxic Shadow
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: Ever since this little boy showed up in the Agency, I have been wanting to adopt him.After a while though, I had to abandon my CS account. However, I told myself that if he was here when I returned, I would take him in as my own. The way his deep violet eyes compliment the green and black of his coat makes him a beautiful Charrie as well. I'm shocked he has been here for so long. I'm hoping I can him mine at the end of the week.
History/Background/Other: (Little of his story)
The gentle rustling in a nearby bush caused the doe to perk her ears in interest. Her dark brown eyes scanned the forest, the slightest hint of fear noticeable in the dim moonlight. Her hide shivered at the gentle reminder that rang through her mind; she was not alone in the woods she called home. Giving the thought a snort, the peaceful animal lowered her head and continued to graze on the tender shoots of grass and moss around her hooves, not minding what she believed was just the chilly autumn wind.
A snarl echoed through the silent night as the predator sprang, hunger shining in his violet eyes as he raced after the doe, which had bolted in the direction of the river. The once quiet forest now rang with the cracking of twigs and fallen leaves as the chase continued. As the distance between the pair grew, another snarl escaped the wolf’s muzzle, for he knew this animal would be one of the last decent meals for his Tribe due to the approaching winter, and without it, the Alphas’ pups did not stand a chance of surviving. Just as the wolf was ready to give up the chase, the doe tripped, her hoof snagging on an exposed tree root. His heart raced with the thrill of a kill as he recognized the fear in the prey’s eyes, and he sprang before the animal could return to its feet, the sickening crunch of bone following the doe’s final cry for help.
Lifting his head, he let out a soft sigh, his eyes filled with relief. He had done his duty to his Alpha by catching such a meal by himself. Of course, the prey would only feed the Tribe’s highest members and their pups. The rest of the Tribe would have to find something alone, just as he had. “Thank goodness I’m son of the Beta… Or else I would have to do all this again just for me…” With a relieved sigh, the wolf stumbled to his feet, the doe clamped tightly in his jaws. The long and grueling trek back to the Tribe would take until moon down…
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
Name You'd Choose for It: Toxic Shadow
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: Ever since this little boy showed up in the Agency, I have been wanting to adopt him.After a while though, I had to abandon my CS account. However, I told myself that if he was here when I returned, I would take him in as my own. The way his deep violet eyes compliment the green and black of his coat makes him a beautiful Charrie as well. I'm shocked he has been here for so long. I'm hoping I can him mine at the end of the week.
History/Background/Other: (Little of his story)
The gentle rustling in a nearby bush caused the doe to perk her ears in interest. Her dark brown eyes scanned the forest, the slightest hint of fear noticeable in the dim moonlight. Her hide shivered at the gentle reminder that rang through her mind; she was not alone in the woods she called home. Giving the thought a snort, the peaceful animal lowered her head and continued to graze on the tender shoots of grass and moss around her hooves, not minding what she believed was just the chilly autumn wind.
A snarl echoed through the silent night as the predator sprang, hunger shining in his violet eyes as he raced after the doe, which had bolted in the direction of the river. The once quiet forest now rang with the cracking of twigs and fallen leaves as the chase continued. As the distance between the pair grew, another snarl escaped the wolf’s muzzle, for he knew this animal would be one of the last decent meals for his Tribe due to the approaching winter, and without it, the Alphas’ pups did not stand a chance of surviving. Just as the wolf was ready to give up the chase, the doe tripped, her hoof snagging on an exposed tree root. His heart raced with the thrill of a kill as he recognized the fear in the prey’s eyes, and he sprang before the animal could return to its feet, the sickening crunch of bone following the doe’s final cry for help.
Lifting his head, he let out a soft sigh, his eyes filled with relief. He had done his duty to his Alpha by catching such a meal by himself. Of course, the prey would only feed the Tribe’s highest members and their pups. The rest of the Tribe would have to find something alone, just as he had. “Thank goodness I’m son of the Beta… Or else I would have to do all this again just for me…” With a relieved sigh, the wolf stumbled to his feet, the doe clamped tightly in his jaws. The long and grueling trek back to the Tribe would take until moon down…
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
Good luck everyone 
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