Symphony Character Adoption Agency - CD + OPEN! :)

[Wesley]

wes, do you think we will have at least 2 more weeks until the next code drop? If not, around how many days/weeks do you think we will have?

I just wanna know so I can insure I have enough time to finish this round. X3

I haven't given much thought to it yet, but you'll definitely have at least two weeks, yes. x3

[snil]

Username: SailorDoge
Name: You pick
Gender: You choose
Breed/Species: Canine
Preferences and Requirements for adoption: pm me with the form, and love and use <33
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.: I have no clue, sorry ><
picklezzz


Username: SailorDoge
Name: You pick
Gender: You choose
Breed/Species: Feline
Preferences and Requirements for adoption: Pm me with the form, and love and use <33
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.: I have no clue, sorry ><
picklezzz

[radiantly]

WIP

Username:
Tweety.
Kennel Number:
223
Use:
To use in my trade rules and signature. Probably also as a character.
- About the character -
Name:
Amaya
Nickname Maya
Meaning "night rain"
Gender:
Female
Species and/or specific breed:
BMD puppy. She was born from two purebred Bermese Mountain Dogs.
Personality:
{secluded}
Amaya has always been secluded. She doesn't enjoy socializing because she feels as if it puts her at risk. She will shy away from social situations where large groups of animals or humans are present. Maya feels that if too many people (or animals) are around she will be swallowed into the masses.

{nature lover}
She loves nature to no end. She feels at home with the birdsong above her head and the fresh, dewey grass beneath her feet. Sometimes if you talk passionately about nature for long enough then she might give you a smile, or she might even ask you to join her on a short walk. Another reason for her being secluded is that she feels as if the noise from any company ruins the serenity of the earth. It is best to be absolutely quiet if you are lucky enough to accompany her.

{skittish}
Whilst Maya isn't always afraid she is always slow to trust. She hates lightning storms, hail and famine because she thinks it ruins nature. She is slow to trust since she would rather be alone. Her smile is beautiful, huge, clean and cheerful. You are lucky to see her smile because she only expresses her happiness around people (or animals( she trusts.

{loving}
Once you get to know Maya she can be your best friend. Never leaving your side or double crossing you. Maya loves to receive hugs and cuddles from the people and animals closest to her. At first you could be fooled into thinking that she is just a terribly boring dog who walks alone and jumps at the smallest noises, that would be a terrible mistake.

{playful}
Show me one pup who doesn't like to ruff and tumble with her buddies and I will be impressed. Maya loves letting loose with those who know her well. Her special skills include stalking, pouncing and wrestling. The little grunting noises she makes when she plays tug o war are just to adorable. Watch out for Maya!

History/Background:
When Maya was born she was smaller than the rest. Her parents were two BMD dogs that didnt quite think of what having puppies would be like. Her mother named her Amaya, meaning night rain because her eyes shone as beautifully as the drizzle that fell that night. From then on her mother knew she was special.

Unfortunately She often got trampled by her brothers and sisters thus causing her to become very nervous. Her mother was kind to her and looked out for her when she needed help. Maya learnt to fend for herself and how to camouflage very well into the mud and grass. She often took long walks under the starlight because she enjoyed finding fireflies. The fireflies danced around her daintily and guided her home safely after her strolls. She fell in love with the glittering lights that illuminated the meadows and could always be seen around the fireflies. Her mother often gazed after her fondly as she strolled through the fields.

She still sometimes walks through the fields to find her fiery friends.
- Other information -

Likes;;
Fireflies
Nature
Dew
Ropes
Tug o war
Food
Gentle breezes
Long walks under the stars
Bunnies
Trees
/
dislikes;;
Bigger dogs
Chocolate
Chains
Famine
Floods
Lightning
Hail
Volcanoes
/
Favorites;;
/
Favorite color~
A soft yellow. It is calming to her because it reminds her of her firefly friends.
Favorite food~
She enjoys chicken. Any chicken or soft meat. She is really not picky but she enjoys chicken the most.
Favorite time of day~
Dusk. She loves how every sunset is a different scene. The soft colors and light hues make her calm.
Favorite weather~
She loves a light drizzle. The droplets on her muzzle and paws cool her down and refresh the earth.

art by me c:
song lyrics, poems and extra stories
art

Beautiful art made by Jiloon. ❤️
dothedew. / sugarcrush

[1Alyssa_Forever1]

Username:
1Alyssa_Forever1 or just Alyssa
Kennel Number:
My kennel number? Well that offensive, I have feelings to you know?! Oh oh you want his? Oh that's easy 68 <3
Use:
I plan on using him in stories, practice my writing. I want to make him seem crazy, but not actually crazy. I hope to have him fall in love with Aurora, but not sure if I want to, which is why I did not include them in the same form.
- About the character -
Name:
My name is Alfeo, I think it's Cebuano. If it does mean something in English, the meaning would long have been forgotten. Though I have a nickname too, since some people think it's too hard to pronounce my name (Al*fay*oh), so they just call me "crazy".
Gender:
I am a male, and I hope one day to become the alpha male, but that's impossible.
Species and/or specific breed:
Personality:
THE OLD ME (CAPS ARE NEEDED FOR THIS COMPLICATED PROCEDURE OF TYPYING THE OLD ME)
I was ruthless and cruel, I would push people down so I could get up. I knew so many ways to get under a persons skin, make them wiggle around and cry. I would use those ways too, I would laugh at the pain in there eyes when others laughed at them. I would watch in complete happiness when I saw them writhing around on the floor in pain. I was a bully, just a big jerk. I wasn't nice, no, I laughed at the concept of nice. I used others to be my minions, make them do whatever I want whenever I want. Everyone put up with me because they thought I was cool, they thought a jerk like me was cool?! They thought my impatient butt was cool! I could not wait for anything, I would not wait for anything, everything was mine. I saw the world as "me" and only "me". To think I thought I would be alpha? I would have ran the pack to the ground. Wait no there would not have been a pack left if I was alpha wolf, I would have been such a bad leader. I would have led war on every pack other than ours, how horrible would it have been! I was practically evil, no evil doesn't begin to explain how I was.
Me, now.
I guess you could say I don't know I really am. I mean I am trying to find myself. I guess I am going through one of those mid life crisis things. Although I'd 5 his is my mid life, it sure is gonna be a short life ya know what I am saying
WIP






History/Background:
"The moon, it spoke to me again!" my voice cracking from the run. Murmurs from the pack rise up around us, I already know what they are saying, even if I can't quite make out every detail. They are all along the lines of 'He's a lunatic', I guess I was used to it though. Before the moon had started speaking to me, I was normal, NORMAL! Me, normal? I know it sounds crazy but it's true. I had a good life, no a great life. Of course what I realize now is that my old life was kind of useless. I was a jerk, and people liked me because of my fake attitude. The moon changed me, for the better I believe, now I may actually have a purpose in life, not just spoiled wolf, who got everything he wanted in life, no now I was crazy wolf who would change the world somehow. Of course nobody else saw it that way, they saw me as the crazy one who wants the attention. Not that I don't want attention, it's just that I want positive attention, people looking up to me. Not looking beyond me, ignoring me, calling me crazy. I had parents, once. They were proud of me, once. Then when the moon started to speak to me they said I had to leave, they said they could not take the embarrassment, I though they loved me, but it was all a lie. So that was when I found a cave by the cliff. Almost every night I would run back to the town, yelling to everyone how I had heard the moon, it was true, just no one believed me. Honestly, before it started talking to me I would probably side with them, and if it did not save me I would probably ignore it. The moon told me helpful things though, it helped me stop a fire once, I just wish everyone else could see. I don't know why the moon doesn't talk to anyone else, maybe it's shy. If I were a moon I would probably be a bit self-concious too. Am I right? I reached by small cave walking into it and falling to the floor, ready to begin my happy slumber, like any other night. I woke up late, the sun about to set. No matter that I had gotten a lot of sleep, I was still tired, and I could realy use some food. So I set out to get some food, finally catching a single rabbit I headed back to my den. The cliff my den sat on had lots of grass, and a great outlook of the glimmering moon.

wip
- Other information -
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. [optional]:


WIP

Dothedew

[Breezeyheart]

Breezeyheart.



Kennel number #204.



As a beloved OC, who is Rhyane's best friend. I love the fact that his design is very similar to the northern lights. (Hence the reason his name is North.) I will use him in art, stories, and of course as a best friend to Rhyane.





North.
(As in the northern lights in sky above the north pole, Antarctica, and Alaska.)



Male.



Eastern Canadian Wolf.
(also known as Eastern Wolf or Eastern Canadian Red Wolf. More info on the species.)


Outgoing and comedic.
North is very outgoing, and comedic. He just loves to tell jokes. North is outgoing despite his horrible past with humans, and he rarely is sad. He hates to see any of his friends be sad or depressed. To solve their sadness and depression. He, normally upon seeing that his friends are sad or depressed. Starts to act very comedic, then he tells his funniest jokes, and uses his props too. Including slipping on fake banana peel, or holding a rubber chicken in his paw as he tells a "why did the chicken cross the road?" joke. Normally all of his funny jokes and props. Cheers up his friends, making them laugh joyfully, and he can relax knowing his friends feel better.
Serious when needed.
North is very serious, when called for, despite being very outgoing. He knows when to be serious, and when to be comedic. He is very serious when he goes hunting, for any laughing could scare off the elk/or the reindeer that he is hunting.
Sympathetic and caring.
North is very sympathetic, and quite very caring. He cares deeply about his friends, and even anyone who happens to need a shoulder to cry on. He cares about others and their feelings, and he is a great listener when you need a shoulder to cry on.
Brave and strong
North is very brave and very strong. He is not afraid of anything, but spiders, and roaches. And that is because they creep Rhyane out. He is not scared by anything, because he knows that he could take on the monsters from the scary stories that he tells Rhyane, and because he took on worse.
Protective
North is very protective of his friends. Because, they mean the world to him, since they don't judge him for any of his quirks, and they like him just the way that he is.
Defensive
North is very defensive, and he will defend what his friends say or do, and what they couldn't have done. They will defend him if a bully tries to hurt his feelings, or if a bully tries to get him in trouble for something that he didn't do.
Short-fused
North is short-fused, and he is not one mess with because of this. You can easily set him off, if you insult him or any of his friends, or if you try to hurt him or any of his friends. Setting him off is a mistake, since he will get very angry. So, I advise that you do not set him off at all, not even once, because it's just not a pleasant experience.
Easily holds a grudge when betrayed
North easily holds a grudge when he is betrayed. Because of this, if you are to do anything to betray him, he will hold a grudge against you for the rest of his life. So, I advise against doing anything to betray him.
Outgoing
North is very outgoing and fun, and he knows the best places to enjoy. A day fulled with fun activities, he can plan out where to go from the first activity that you'll do together, all the way to what place has the best food for dinner that night. If you spend your day with him, you just can't go wrong.
Laid back
North is very laid back and content, and he normally seems to haven't a care. When he is laid back, you'll find him laying ether in the shade of large oak tree, just relaxing with a content smile on his face, or you'll find him in a field of grass, rolling with a smile on his face. Or sometimes when he is not under the shade of a large oak tree, or in a field of grass. You'll find him in a field of wild flowers, happily chasing butterflies of all sizes around the field. Just trying so hard to catch just one of the butterflies, so he can look at it and then let it go.
Caring and compassionate
North is very caring and compassionate, and he hates to anyone upset. When he sees someone upset, they won't be upset for long. Because he knows just how to cheer anyone up when they are sad or just depressed. He just knows how to listen, and make anyone feel better even if they barely know him, and because he cares and listens to what they are saying, they'll trust him with secrets that they won't trust anyone other then him with. Then after he cheers them up, when they see him again, they'll be friends because he would never ever tell their secrets to anyone.
Down to earth and honest
North is very down to earth and honest, he stays true to his word. If he promises to keep a secret, he'll keep that secret untold to his grave if need be. Because he won't tell anyone that secret unless you really want him to. Otherwise he'll keep any secret or secrets that you tell him untold to his grave.
Trustworthy
North is very trustworthy, you can trust him with your life, because he won't let you down. You can also trust him with your secrets, because he won't tell anyone your secrets, unless you really want him to.
Talkative
North is very talkative, but mostly with his body language when you are in need of a friend, since he is listening to what you say.



Prologue:
There was a wolf pack that lived deep in the Canadian forest. Every night the whole pack would go to a peak that over looked the Canadian sky to howl. So every night, they saw the northern lights dance in the sky. To them, the northern lights were their ancestors, hunting elk in the sky, as brilliant colorful lights. Humans near by saw the wolves outlined against the sky, as the northern lights danced in the sky. So, the local humans decided to name the pack, the Aurora pack. Which was part of the Latin name for northern lights: Aurora Borealis. One wolf heard the humans call them that, and told the alpha, who adopted the name for the pack, after that they were known as the Aurora pack.










Chapter One: Hatching an escape plan
WIP.













Chapter Two: Executing the escape plan.
WIP.













Chapter Three: Sweet, sweet freedom
WIP.






Interview with North:
Breezeyheart (me) talks in bold North talks in italic
Breezeyheart: "What's your favorite food?"
North: "My favorite food is wild blackberries. Sure, you can get pricked a lot when you pick them, but they are so sweet and delicious, making it all worth while. Wild strawberries is a close second favorite berry, while wild blueberries is a close 3rd."
Breezeyheart: "What's your favorite activity?"
North: "Hmmm... That's a tough one.. My favorite activity is play-fighting, and just being myself as I do it. I love to play-fight with my best friend, Rhayne after a long day of hunting. Hunting is hard, you know. It takes practice, patience, and hard work to hunt and take down a full-grown Eurasian elk. And most people call the Eurasian elk, the moose. I just call it Eurasian elk, or elk."
Breezeyheart: "Who's your best friend?"
North: "That one is really easy. My best friend is Rhayne. She and I have lots in common. We both love to eat berries. We both love to play-fight. And she just loves going adventures that most. And I love to go with her just as much."

Favorite food:
Wild blackberries.
Favorite activity:
Play-fighting. (Because he's just a pup inside.)
Best friend:
Rhayne.
Likes:
Berries. (But he likes blackberries the most.)
Play-fighting.
Hunting.
Going on adventures with his best friend, Rhyane.
Arabella, the nurse who raised him as her own. When he was stolen from his pack by the scientists when he was only two weeks old. The scientists did tons of tests on him, altering his appearance forever. Now because of them, his pelt looks as if a part of the northern lights, is stuck as a part of his fur. He doesn't remember what his pelt look like before. Though he likes the way that it is now.
Eurasian elk.
Rabbits/hares.
Beavers.
White tailed deer.
Pups.
A mate. (He thinks having a mate would be great.)
Spring/summer.
Dislikes:
Humans. (Not all humans)
Scientists.(He has a huge grudge against the scientists stole him from his pack, and proceeded to do tests on him.)
Poachers.
Kids/young humans. (They like to try to follow him around. He only dislikes them, he doesn't not hates them.)
Coyotes. (They try to steal his food, and he instinctively knows that they would try to kill his pups, when he does have pups.)
Bears. (Same reason as coyotes.)
Fall/winter. (It's harder to hunt in the winter and the fall.)


sugarcrush.

I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
So I sat quietly, agreed politely
I guess that I forgot I had a choice
I let you push me past the breaking point
I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything

Breezeyheart.

You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound
Like thunder gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Get ready cause I’ve had enough
I see it all, I see it now

Kennel number #174.

I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You’re gonna hear me roar

I will use her as a fourth fursona, and to be forever loved by me. You may think that this is weird, but I have three fursonas. Because, I am a complex person with different levels to my personality. So, there is a fursona for each level of my personality. She will be for my tomboyish, adventurous, and reckless side. Also on another note, I love the simplicity of her design, and how the colors suit her personality in my opinion.

Now I’m floating like a butterfly
Stinging like a bee I earned my stripes
I went from zero, to my own hero

You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound
Like thunder gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Get ready ’cause I’ve had enough
I see it all, I see it now

I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You’re gonna hear me roar

Rhayne.
(I don't want to change her name, as it is already perfect for her.)


Female.


Elemental Wolf.


Weather.


Rhayne is a elemental wolf, meaning she and her kind, normally are knowing for controlling a specific element. Each elemental wolf is born with a unique element. This element is normally hidden, unseen, and unknown until the wolf reaches a specific age, normally in her pack: the age is one year old. Upon reaching the age of a year old, the wolf is gifted with a necklace, the carved wooden pendent being basically a totem. That represents the young wolf's element, and later a other carved wooden pendent is added to show the wolf's rank in the pack. The ranks are a little different then normal wolf ranks, for there is a deputy, a wolf that takes the place of alpha, when the alpha is out hunting or patrolling the borders. This wolf is normally the alpha's right hand man (wolf, I mean), a wolf the alpha trusts his life with, so the alpha knows this wolf can keep things under control. The forest where Rhayne's pack lives is 160 miles wide, and mist completely surrounds the forest keeping it completely hidden from humans. Her pack's territory spans 80 acres of the forest. Another pack lives across on the other side of the forest, their territory spans 80 acres as well. In the middle of the forest is a huge clearing, this clearing is neutral territory, it belongs to both of the packs. The two packs meet here every full moon, for a huge gathering. When this gathering happens all of the wolves from each pack, talk, play-fight, and become friends. Then the two pack alphas talk about influence by humans, sickness in each of the two packs, and how much prey is in their territories. Both of the packs happen to be only elemental wolves. Rhayne's best friend, North is the only non-elemental wolf in the forest. But it doesn't bother him, since Rhayne's pack accepted him as one of their own anyway.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You'll hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're gonna hear me roar...

Ro-oar, ro-oar, ro-oar, ro-oar, ro-oar

A tomboy and adventurous.
Rhayne is a tomboy, and very adventurous. She'll take a camping trip, exploring, and touching lizards and bugs. Over being girly, and wearing makeup, and frilly dresses, any day. She hates frilly dresses, and makeup. She can stand wearing dresses that look awesome, but otherwise she dislikes dresses. She loves being a tomboy, cause girly girls are wimps in her opinion. Because they scream at seeing a lizard, or a bug, when it couldn't even plausibly hurt them in anyway shape or form.
Fearless and reckless.
Rhayne is fearless and reckless. She'll go into the unknown to save her friends, without thinking about her own safety. She rarely thinks of her own safety, when her friends safety is at risk. She is unafraid of the danger ahead, when her friends need her, and goes head on into the danger to help her friends.
Brave and strong
Rhayne is very brave and very strong. She is not afraid of anything, but spiders, and roaches. And that is because they creep her out. She is not scared by anything, because she knows that she could take on the monsters from the scary stories that North tells her, and because she took on worse.
Kind and caring.
Rhayne is kind and caring. She cares deeply about her friends, and when they are in danger, she worries about them. She is kind, and it shows through her friendship. She cares so much about her friends, that when she and North play pranks on her other friends, she makes sure to not go overboard, for her worry that if she does goes overboard on a prank, that she'll lose that friend forever, because she hurt her friend's feelings.
Energetic and sporty.
Rhayne is very energetic, and full of energy that is seemly endless. Because of this she is very sporty, and she is great at sports. Her favorite sports include, soccer, basketball, and baseball. She also loves to skateboard, and go surfing, and zip-lining.
Intelligent but impulsive.
Rhayne is very intelligent and very stubborn. She knows a lot about animals, insects, plants, constellations, math, (although she dreads math, she does know a lot about math since she needs to calculate when it's the right time for rain and ect. ) and weather patterns. She is very impulsive, so when she knows her friends are in danger, it's very hard to argue with her, since she will run off before you even finish a sentence, to argue why she shouldn't run off without a plan. She'll also be very stubborn about going somewhere because she wants to go there, but when she's stubborn like this, she always has a plan in advance. Sometimes it can be other way around, where she is the one arguing to a friend that, they should have a plan in advance before running off to save their friends from danger.
Sympathetic and caring.
Rhyane is very sympathetic, and quite very caring. She may not look like it, but she cares deeply about her friends, and even anyone who happens to need a shoulder to cry on. She cares about others and their feelings, and she is a great listener when you need a shoulder to cry on. But she normally reserves this side of her for when one of her friends needs a shoulder to cry on. But she'll be there if someone needs a shoulder to cry, even though that someone is a stranger to her.

I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Chapter One: Hatching an escape plan
WIP.













Chapter Two: Executing the escape plan.
WIP.













Chapter Three: Sweet, sweet freedom
WIP.

You’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You'll hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're gonna hear me roar...

Art:

Line-art - by Neara. Colored in - by me (Breezeyheart.).

Interview with Rhayne:
Breezeyheart (me) talks in bold Rhayne talks in italic
Breezeyheart: "What's your favorite food?"
Rhayne: "My favorite food is wild strawberries. They are so sweet and delicious, especially when they are ripe, mmmm... Wild blackberries is a close second favorite berry, while wild blueberries is a close 3rd."
Breezeyheart: "What's your favorite activity?"
North: "Hmmm... That's a tough one.. My favorite activity is going adventures with North, and just being myself as I do it. I love to go adventures with my best friend, North. When he wants to of course."
Breezeyheart: "Who's your best friend?"
North: "That one is really easy. My best friend is North. He and I have lots in common. We both love to eat berries. We both love to play-fight. And he just loves going with me on adventures."

Favorite food:
Wild strawberries.
Favorite activity:
Going on adventures with her best friend, North.
Best friend:
North.
Likes:
Berries. (But she likes strawberries the most.)
Play-fighting.
Hunting.
Going on adventures.
Nighttime
Eurasian elk.
Rabbits/hares.
Beavers.
White tailed deer.
Pups.
A mate. (She thinks having a mate would be great.)
Spring/summer.
Dislikes:
Humans. (Not all humans)
Scientists. (She hates them too. But they didn't alter her. She hates for stealing her best friend from his pack when he was only two weeks old.)
Poachers.
Kids/young humans. (They like to try to follow her around. She only dislikes them, she doesn't not hates them.)
Coyotes. (They try to steal her food, and she instinctively knows that they would try to kill her pups, when she does have pups.)
Bears. (Same reason as coyotes.)
Fall/winter. (It's harder to hunt in the winter and the fall.)


sugarcrush.

The wind, it calls me. The trees as rustle in the breeze, telling me I just need to be free.. The sweet scent of leaves, the aromatic scent of flowers in bloom in the spring, my heart tells me this where I belong... Free...Wild... Untamed.... Feral... I am born to be free.. I must answer the call of the wild. I must break these chains that bind me and keep me from being me..

Breezeyheart.



Kennel Number #327.










Ali.


Female.


Feline.


WIP.




Prologue:
*~
Deep in the suburbs of a small town, a pregnant tabby cat laid in a box, that her twoleg had made warm, soft and comfy for her. She was going to give birth to her big litter of kits. WIP.

Chapter one:
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WIP.

Chapter two:
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WIP.

Chapter three:
*~
WIP.





Art:
WIP.

Interview with Ali:
I talk in bold. And Ali talks in italic.
WIP.

Favorite food:
Fish. Specifically salmon and cod.
Favorite activity:
Exploring the forest, and hunting fish.
Best friend:
WIP.
Likes:
Fish. (Obviously. XD)
Swimming.
Exploring.
Hunting her favorite food, fish.
Birds. (They are tasty don't you know?)
Squirrels.
Mice.
Being outside in the grass.
Catnip.
Training.
Battles.
Play-fighting with her friends.
Dislikes:
Storms. (They scare her.)
Spiders. (They scare her as well.)
Being wet for long periods of time.
Blood.
When cats fight for no reason.
Being hurt.
Being helpless.
Her friends being hurt.

sugarcrush.
Note:
This is a HUGE WIP!!!

[Wesley]

Bump ;O; Code drop around April 11 ^^

[revenmoore]

Username: mariana
Kennel Number: 2

Use: Oh wow, to stare at adoringly for hours on end? I don't know how I managed to scroll past this little guy without noticing him. He's really precious. ;o; As per usual, he'll be used in stories. He'd be my first fox character ever, so he wouldn't have any fox friends. I think I'd just have him be a little loner in the forest who makes friends with my feline and canine characters. c:

I really like him because foxes have a special meaning to me because they were my grandmother's favorite animal. His tribal markings also remind me of one of my favorite characters from Left 4 Dead 2, named Ellis. He has a tattoo similar to those markings on his arm.

- About the character -

Name: Dante - Latin for: steadfast and faithful. I really like the name Dante, I think it sounds quite regal and I've always viewed foxes as an animal of royalty. Sounds silly, I suppose, but they appear very majestic to me.^^

Gender: Male

Species and/or specific breed: Fox

Personality:

Even though foxes have a reputation of being untrustable and cunning Dante is neither of those things. He does possess the ability to be quiet and sneaky, but he doesn't use it for things that aren't respectable. He prefers to be look upon with fondness, not a sense of distrust. Hence why he'd quick to help others in any situation, no matter the species. Being the only fox roaming throughout the forest, he has few friends. Most of the cats don't trust him because of his sharp teeth and dog-like appearance. The canines in the forest don't like him because they think he steals prey and isn't trustworthy.

Because of this he works ten times harder to gain their companionship. Loneliness is an unbearable idea for Dante. Any skills he possesses go towards making sure his future is not a lonely one. Not that he should have to worry. The majority of his traits are good, with just as many flaws as anybody else. It's only for his species that he is distrusted.

Dante does his best to be kind to everyone and urges those around him to do the same. Even if you were to be incredibly hostile to him he'd still remain just as friendly as ever. He refuses to stoop to a level where he feels as if he's being somebody he's not. Dante doesn't have a mean bone in his body. From the moment he was kitted he was a lover, not a fighter.

Another almost amusing trait of Dante's is his tendency to try and be heroic. He tries to swoop in and save the day, but usually ends up tripping over his own fluffy tail. (But hey, brownie points for trying!) All of it is out of the goodness of his heart, so most don't mind when his attempts at "rescues" go bad. This usually happens in a situation where someone is being harassed by someone else. Dante is usually the one that ends up beat up, but he prefers that over the original victim.

Devastatingly clumsy is another way to describe Dante. Like I mentioned before, he'd trip over his own tail trying to help someone out. His lanky limbs make him physically clumsy, but his brain's also a tad clumsy as well. No matter what he does his best to make sure everyone around him is joyful. It's a pretty big task but Dante's a hard-worker. Yet, anytime he tries to cheer someone up, his words come out all wrong. This just leaves a sense of awkwardness where there was once sadness or anger. Most appreciate the attempt others are...less than kind about it.

History/Background:

Fear and shock flitted anxiously from Dante as the door to his small kennel swung open and he heard the gently urging of his human's voice. He'd never been able to decipher what they were saying to him since their language was so strange, but he could tell they weren't happy about having to bring him here. Wherever here was. Peeking out from the entrance of the kennel, Dante surveyed his surroundings. They were somewhat familiar. It was a forest filled with leafy trees and all shades of green. Yes, he'd been somewhere like this before.

Without notice, the human tipped his kennel forward, causing him to hit his nose on the hard ground. "Ouch, what was that for?" he grumbled as she rubbed at his aching nose. It was odd that his humans were being so rude. They'd always been nothing but caring and compassionate towards him. They'd bottle fed him when he was just a little kit looking for his lost mother. A tiny sniffle came from one of the smaller humans. The bigger one laid a reassuring hand on their shoulder and murmured something unintelligible to Dante. Then they turned away from Dante and began walking back towards where they'd parked their magic machine. (Dante found it quite amazing but also faintly terrifying.) "Hey! Where are you guys going?" Dante tipped his head to the side, confused. "Oh, you'll be back later, right?" His humans wouldn't just leave him in the forest. Maybe they just wanted him to do normal fox stuff for awhile.

It'd been months since Dante had seen his humans again. He couldn't comprehend why they wouldn't want him anymore. Everyday he'd run through his memories and try and pick out what his detrimental action had been, but he found nothing. Once a year had passed he completely gave up hope on them ever returning for him. It hurt him to think they had cared so little for him that they'd just toss him away, but he did his best to shove those thoughts aside. Hunting didn't come easy to him and he spent most of his time rummaging through trash cans in the driveways of some of the human homes. He never let them see him, however, he was beyond the point of trusting people ever again.

One night when Dante was ransacking a knocked over trash can a small voice piped up behind him. "You're not gonna find much there, I'm afraid." He whipped around so quickly he almost fell forward onto his face, but he steadied himself just in time. Perched behind him on the fence was a small black and white she-cat whose eyes shined with amusement. "Oh, hello!" He responded cheerfully. "I'm Dante, who are you?" She looked shocked for a moment. Most animals were perplexed by his openness. "I'm Darlene," she responded kindly. She nodded towards the trash can that had its contents strewn across the driveway. "You're not gonna get anywhere with this family's trash." With her tail she pointed towards a house across the street. "They waste everything over there. It's like the jackpot." Dante licked his lips at the thought of the tasty morsels left among the rubbage. "And there," this time Darlene gestured farther down the street. "They have housecats and sometimes they leave food out there in bowls for them. Just don't harm the cats or get caught and you'll be fine."

Now it was Dante's turn to be shocked. Darlene was the friendliest animal he'd met during his past year in the forest, and he'd met a lot of other animals of varying species. "Why are you telling me this?" he questioned curiously. "Mostly because I've seen you try to catch prey."

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Annnd now they're best friends forever. :') I just wanted to write a cute little story to show off Dante's personality. Darlene is a stray that befriends him and helps him earn the trust of others.

- Other information -

Likes:

➸ Cats
➸ Orange
➸ Dogs
➸ Singing
➸ Birds
➸ Chips
➸ Blueberries
➸ Daylight

Dislikes:

➸ Humans
➸ Brown
➸ Fighting
➸ Fresh prey
➸ Hunting
➸ Night
➸ Winter
➸ Storms

Oh show me your love, your love
Gimme more but it's not enough
Show me your love, your love
Before the world catches up (your love)

'Cause there's always time for second guesses I don't wanna know
If you're gonna be the death of me, that's how I wanna go

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[ayomi]

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username

Hello, I am kitty ; ; but you can call me kitty, kitty cat, or anything else really.

kennel number

Sailor is in kennel one hundred.

why i want him

Well, first of all, it is quite a rare occasion that I get new characters, and when I do get them, it's only because I feel like I will use him/her (in this case him). I have wanted an ocean-y design for a while, but I don't want a shark dog, or an aquatic reassure. It was one of those times when you'll only know what you're looking for when you see it. Sailor is what I am looking for. I know that the concept is common, but I have some great ideas on fears (aqua phobia), history, and just his life in general. He is one of the characters that I immediately make a connection with uvu. Even if I hadn't made the connection with him, I probably would have tried out for him because I love his design.

what i will use him for

I will use him for pretty much anything you can use a character for, okay, maybe not, but still. I will get art of him, draw art of him, and role-play. He will be my fourth character (I practically started over a month or two ago) and I will love him and use him.

name, gender, and species

This guys name will be Sailor, for obvious reasons. He is a male chesapeake bay retriever, a water dog.

personality

Sailor is a calm, collected, young canine. He is not what you would call quiet, but he is definitely not like a fun seeking puppy. In fact, Sailor acts the opposite, he behaves just as nan older, wiser dog would, and those who have never met him may think he is much older than he really is.
Even though Sailor is not the most rowdy, loud canine, anyone who is friends with him knows that he does not object to games. Still, he isn't that psyched when he gets into trouble, or is yelled at.

background

Sailor has had a pretty average life so far, so instead, I will tell you one of his best memories. Sailor ran across the beach, a smile on his face and his eyes on his father. He slipped, sliding into the water. The ocean, his favorite place to be. Standing up, he noticed that the water wasn't really that deep, and laughed to himself. He looked around, and saw his father, waiting expectantly on the shore. Sailor grinned, and began to chase after him once more.
"I'm gonna get you!", he yelled to his Dad.
"Never!", he yelled back. This continued for a while, and soon turned into a game of two person tag. He smiled, having a great time.
"Race you back to the house!", he yelled with a grin. Without waiting for an answer, he bolted back, in the direction of his house. Slowing down, he looked around. He lived in a medium sized beach house, overlooking the ocean. Smiling he walked inside, where he and his dad dried off, getting ready to go back to the beach after lunch.

fears

Sailor is aqua phobic, meaning he has a fear of water. Now right now I am sure you are very confused because of the story above, but let me explain: Sailor was running across the beach, the cool ocean spray hitting his fur. Suddenly, a huge wave appeared, and he gasped.
Soon he was submerged, underwater, his eyes open. He tried to kick back to the surface, with little success. Soon, he had lost hope, and his lungs seemed to be on fire. Then, he saw the sun, and desperately kicked, finally breaking through, reaching the surface. He coughed, but was smart enough to head into he direction of the shore.
He has never set foot in the ocean, or any body of water, again.

art

by unknown by lordboop by Virum by bluekibby by SailorDoge by .Eagle.

sugarcrush

[booklover789]

So, wesley, today I ran into a problem. I was editing my form, and was adding more to my unfinished background story.
I ran out of room. Literally. When I tried to click "submit," the forum gave me an error message, saying that my form had too many characters. So I deleted a picture, and had enough room. However, I'm a bit concerned now. Even if I delete all the pictures and GIFs, I may still not have enough room to finish up my history.

Hi Booklover! That's happened to me before too for a form at the scaa, don't worry! I suggest you make another post with the rest of the history or otherwise divided up somehow, and link to it in the first post of your form. I'll remember to read both ^^

So....I'm continuing my history here, in this post. XD You can see the majority of my form - including the first part of this story - right here.
I won the characters, so I've removed my story. XD

[foreign-potato]

Lady told my BOD actually is closing, so I had to snoop around for a new adoption place.
I checked your rules to see if you had any on dumping a ton of characters on you... the only one I saw was "Do not donate designs that lack in quality" so I hope I didn't miss it. ;A;

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Breed/Species: feline
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Username: foreign.potato
Name: ---
Gender: Female
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Name: ---
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Name: ---
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Lineart Link, design credits, etc.: by Vampiric
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Name: ---
Gender: female
Breed/Species: Stuffling viewtopic.php?f=52&t=261305
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Name: ---
Gender: female
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Name: ---
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Name: ---
Gender: male
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