Pound of Hope [CLOSED PERMANENTLY]

[! october]

The next code-drop is Saturday, July 16, at 9:00 PM EST. c:

[It's listed on my 'code drop results' post on the front page. :3]

[wibeke]

The next code-drop is Saturday, July 16, at 9:00 PM EST. c:

[It's listed on my 'code drop results' post on the front page. :3]

Thank you. Can't believe I missed that. ^^
And thank God it's next week, I'll be out all weekend. xD

[ki-neko animura]

man i wish i would have seen that. i worked three hours straight on my form today cause i thought it was this weekend. 0.0

[gingertail98]

man i wish i would have seen that. i worked three hours straight on my form today cause i thought it was this weekend. 0.0

lol me too!

[Hideś]

How we will know if we got pets which we applied for?

[ki-neko animura]

they will post it in the winners post on the front page. we have to wait a good week though until code drop

[Electriic]

I'd like some critique!
Username: Cuteblueroo
Number of character you're applying for: 28
Link to form: viewtopic.php?f=58&t=341528&start=2310
Would you like critique through PM, or another way?: PM
so I have more than critic.
critmehplz

Can someone critic me please?

[neonfrozen]

"Liberte' ann. I know this is late and I know I should have done it earlier, will you marry me?"


I am looking to adopt AND love forever...
Picture:



Kennel number:

P99

Name:

Sterling

Species:

Horse, Anthro

Breed:

American Quarter Horse, Palomino

The American Quarter Horse is an American breed of horse that excels at sprinting short distances. Its name came from its ability to outdistance other breeds of horses in races of a quarter mile or less; some individuals have been clocked at speeds up to 55 mph (88.5 km/h). The American Quarter Horse is the most popular breed in the United States today, and the American Quarter Horse Association is the largest breed registry in the world, with more than 4 million American Quarter Horses registered.

The American Quarter Horse is well known both as a race horse and for its performance in rodeos, horse shows and as a working ranch horse. The compact body of the American Quarter Horse is well-suited to the intricate and speedy maneuvers required in reining, cutting, working cow horse, barrel racing, calf roping, and other western riding events, especially those involving live cattle. The American Quarter Horse is also shown in English disciplines, driving, and many other equestrian activities.
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Palomino is a coat color in horses, consisting of a gold coat and white mane and tail. Genetically, the palomino color is created by a single allele of a dilution gene called the cream gene working on a "red" (chestnut) base coat. However, most color breed registries that record palomino horses were founded before equine coat color genetics were understood as well as they are today, and hence the standard definition of a palomino is based on the coat color visible to the eye, not the underlying presence of the dilution gene.

Orientation:

Sterling is bi-sexual, he feels he likes men and women a like.

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:

This horse is a work of art, the design is beautiful, and the tattoos make it even more incredible. He is a very cute, horse. He will have a spot in my Hooved Animals section of my character website, and will have art made for him. I think I have a mate set out for him; she will be included in his story. He will be included in my anthro animal book I am writing, and will be very close to my heart. I'll admit it, I at first only wanted him because of his gorgeous, outstanding, unique, design. I haven't really been collecting pets, and have been getting lots of art with most of my good ones, so he would get lots of art, including my own art.

Rather than most of my horse characters, execpt his mate I have set out for him, he has a very realistic, and nice design. It is consists of tans, whites, creams, and even some green in his eyes.

He is a beautiful character, so he would get a lot of attention in my book, he will be one of my TOP characters, and will be used left and right, up and down all the time. He will be feautred in group pictures, my sketchbook, my paint program, my art class.

I will have SO much fun designing his feral side, so I can use him in roleplays.

Kingdom: Animalia
Phylum: Chordata
Class: Mammalia
Subclass: Theria
Infraclass: Eutheria
Order: Perissodactyla
Family: Equidae
Genus: Equus
Species: E. ferus
Subspecies: E. f. caballus


Nickname: Lingy Boy
Age: 23 human years
Ears: The outside is Palomino and the inside, a creamy white.
Eyes: Green
Hooves: A creamy white.
Snout: Palomino with white splotches.
Tail & Mane: A creamy white
Tongue: A purple, pinkish color.
Halter: He is rarely seen wearing his halter, but when he does, it is green.

Personality:
Sterling is a sweetheart; he always is there for his friends and family, and always acts nice to the ladies. He can be shy at times, but when you get to know him, he will be the true friend you have always wanted. He loves football, and he loves all sports. He will try to act outgoing when you ask him too, but most of the time his shy nature always hits. He is Paranoid of a lot of things, and he hates it. He is also a Quick Thinker, thanks to that he can come up with solutions for problems on the dime.

S- weetheart, Shy.
T- ruthful.
E- xtra special, Extrodinary.
R- are
L- oveable
I- maginable
N- ice
G- reat.

Likes:
Sunsets, he loves sitting outside and watching them. The mixtures of all the warm colors seem to make Sterlings wild! They all look so beautiful together, and everyonce and a while, you can see a cool color stand out in the mix.

Fireworks, he loves to see the bright colors EXPLODE in the sky. As the shimmer down to the ground, he thinks what Firework will happen next.

Sports, and being athletic. He expecially likes Running, and football. Its how he keeps himself in shape, and feeling good. It keeps his mind off of things that are making him down, and its his pretty much favorite thing to do.

Sketching, Sterling always says he cant color in the lines, so he just sketches. Most of those sketches he makes are pretty outstanding, id say. Im surprized the muesuem hasn't came and taken one yet.

Dislikes:

Snobby people, always picking on his friends and family. Just because you think your awesome and can do anything you want, doesn't mean you are and can do anything you want.

Girls who just think he’ll like them because they’re pretty., NOT true. Just cause you pretty doesn't mean you are soft hearted and kind, and just cause your beautiful on the outside doesn't mean you are on the inside.

Fires, always have scared Sterlings since he was a colt, he doesn't know what freaks him out, the sound of how hot they can get, or the chance of getting burnt.

His dad, He is scared of his dad because he left them when he was just a colt, and now he is rich and has a reptutation for smoking, and every once and a while, murder. He is not proud to have that man as a father.

History:


Full name: Sterling Davis Horsingham
Birthday: August, 8th
Time: 8:11AM
Weight: 105lbs
Where: Sacred Heart Hospital.
Mother: Horsingham, Twilight
Father: Horsingham, Mickey
Siblings: None.

Sterling grew up in a small town, on a farm with his mother. He was a normal farm boy, always working. They raised Cows, a goat, and some chickens, and a few barn cats, and lived off the money the milk and eggs produced and sold.

Sterlings parents broke up soon after he was born, leaving the non-working mother and him alone on the farm, which was unfortunate because his father had heaps of money.

When Sterling turned 8, he was diagnosed with Type 1 Juvinelle Diabetes. His blood sugars were over 700 when he was rushed to the ER, that is extremely high, a normal blood sugar would be 120. This means his pancreas has stopped producing insulin, a hormone that eats up your carbs and keeps your blood sugar good, and you stay healthy. He is now dependent on getting injections with insulin for the rest of his life, until they find a cure. Type 1 diabetes is not caused by eating too much sugar and sweets, its a genetic condition that your genes gives you when you get sick, like for example you get a cold, and your genes say "Ok, now ____ has diabetes!!" and the pancreas goes on a strike, meaning it will not work anymore. It doesn't need to be removed, but it just doesn't do anything. (Click here to learn more)

On Sterlings 13th birthday, his mother past away, leaving him to his aunt, whom he had never met before. His aunt traveled to his home by airplane, and brought him to live with her. Life with his aunt was difficult. She was never home, and there was nothing to do or work on in her home.

When Sterling was 16, he met the love of his life, Liberte', at school. Sterling is now 22, so that means Liberte' and him have been together for 6 years.

Sterling is now 22, and proudly in training to be a police officer, and is soon to propose to the love of his life, Liberte'.

Tattoo Meanings:

His tattoo on his arm that says "hero", was bought for him when he became Liberte's boyfriend, because she had always said he was her hero because she rescued her from being single.

His tattoo across his abs that says "Beyond Justice" was part of a saying his mother used to tell him, she used to say Sterling, you are Beyond Justice! Sterling always wanted to have a peice of his mother with him all the time, so he got Beyond Justice tattooed on him.

Story:

Sterlings walked into his quiet home, and walked up the stairs. He sat down on his bed and undressed himself out of his police officer uniform.

Sterling had been training to be a police officer for a half a year now, and has had lots of support from his girlfriend, and family, and friends.

He laid down and whimpered. He had pulled his abs at training today. He curled up into a little ball, and he let go of his manlyness for that night, as he cried himself to sleep.

That next morning when Sterling woke up, he took some tylenol and put on his officer uniform and grabbed his keys and ran outside.

He realised today wasn't going to be a good day, it was raining.

Halfway to work, he realised he forgot his diabetes kit. So, he texted his girlfriend, who lived with him,

"Hey baby, hlf way 2 work, 4got diabetes kit, could u bring it 2 me? thnx hun."

And put his phone away.

Soon, he reached the base, and grabbed his things, he and walked into the building.

That day, Sterling worked on self defense, and the right things to say when giving out a ticket.

Soon, work was done and he headed home for the week.

He kept on saying to himself in his head "TGIF! TGIF! TGIF! FRIDAY!!!!"

When, he got home, his girlfriend ran downstairs and gave him a big kiss.

Sterling chuckled and said "Hey baby, how was YOUR day, sweetie?" And tickled her under her chin.

His girlfriend, whom name was Liberte' answered "Outstanding, Extrodinary, Fantastic, Marvelous!"

Sterling swooped her into his arms and carried her into the living room and plopped her down on the couch.

Stering said "I love it when you talk all wordy." and started giggling.

Liberte' was a writer for The News Journal and she loved her job.

Liberte' smiled and said, "Come on, Sterling. Im tired, im gonna go in our room. Wanna come cuddle with me?"

Sterling was like, why wouldn't I?!? And exclaimed, "Of course, honeybuns. I gotta get changed though.

So they walked up stairs, and Liberte' laid down in bed and Sterling started to undress and get on his boxers for night time and asked her, "You know, I think I wanna have kids someday" and snuggled in close to her.

She kissed him on the head and said, "I do too, we'll talk later."

The next morning Liberte' and Sterling had it all planned out. They were gonna watch movies today, and have fun.

And they did. By the end of that day, both Sterling and Liberte' were exhausted.

Sterling said, "Liberte', I need to run to the gas station, ill be back in 20"

Liberte smiled, "Kay baby."

But Sterling wasn't going to the gas station. He was going to Kesslers, to buy a quick engagment ring.

Later that night, when they were all cuddle up in bed snuggling, he picked up something off the nightstand and sat up.

Sterling whispered in Liberte's ear, "Honey, wake up. I have something to ask you."

Liberte' yawned and sat up.

Sterling pulled out a beautiful, large black velvet box and opened it, "Liberte' ann. I know this is late and I know I should have done it earlier, will you marry me?"

Liberte' burst into tears and started to speak, "Yes! Yes! I will! I love you, Sterling, I do." And she hugged him, harder than she had ever.

They snuggled the whole night, Sterling could hear Liberte' sleep talking, "I wanna wear a pretty blue dress, with sparkley purple earring at my wedding." He smiled. He was so happy.

And they lived happily ever after. <3

Now, I think im going to leave you with a mystery ending here. You get to think, "I wonder what will happen next, Will Liberte' where the blue dress with purple earrings? Will the wedding be off? Will he become a police officer? Will they have kids?!?!"




Sorry for the poor story, writers block hit me.

Art:

This was so much fun to draw!
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Sterling is such a fun character to draw!!!
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Other:

[pacificcc]

A canine that wags his tail and his heart.

Kennel number: P102
Name: Kanid
Gender: Male
Birthday: October 12th.
Breed: Ethiopian Wolf x Siberian Husky x a bunch of other wolf and dog breeds. {I call him my little mutt. <3}
Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: I love the design, and how it's split. I've always loved bi-color eyes, and those go well. The design almost looks like a canine with two personalities, a wild side {tiger print} that has the potential to be aggressive and short tempered, and the white side looks pure, and like it could represent kindness, innocence, and all those like that. It's a naturally colored design, and I'd definitely use him in a roleplay in a second. I'd probably join a bunch. xD He'd be added to my character thread, found here with his own page, and of course, everyone would be spoiled to death with fanart, avatars, anything you could think of. I haven't really been collecting pets, and have been spending them on fanart left and right, so he would get some nice pieces. I've been feeling very literate and artsy, so hopefully, I can be expressive in this. C: Most adoption stories are normally about the character being tested, mutated, used in fights, been in a pack, or witnessed it's parents killed. This guy, his story will be all unique, just like he is.
Personality:

.I m p a t i e n t
Kanid is impatient when waiting for some event of any kind. He is both aggravated with young and annoying pups.

.S h o r t - T e m p e r e d
Kanid can have a bit of a short temper at times. He's not evil, or malicious, but at times, he can get annoyed very easily.

.A G r e a t L i a r
One odd quality one would never detect in an innocent looking canine like Kanid is the potential to be a great liar. He almost never lies, but when he needs to, he gets away with it quickly and smoothly.

.S o c i a b l e
Kanid's prized quality, he somehow can talk to anyone, even an enemy or hater with a sweet and kind tone of voice.

.I n n o c e n t
The little mutt has never shed blood in a fight, and is generally peaceful. He doesn't feel the need to pick fights for stupid reasons, and he normally shrugs it off.

.A d v e n t u r o u s
This canine would travel across a large country and still not be satisfied. He loves adventure, seeing new things, and exploring.


Likes: Adventure, food, chicken, sleeping, competition, relaxing, hanging around with family and friends, swimming. He doesn't hate a lot of things, and anyone could go on for hours of what he does like. This is a short summary.

Dislikes: Bugs, intense heat, being ignored, fighting, having to lie, trains, being hungry.

Favorite Season: Winter

Fears: Bugs, dying, blood, trains.

Orientation: Straight


History/Background: On the cool autumn day of October 12th, an eager family watched with relief as their female dog licked the last pup clean. She bore four puppies, the middle sized one being Kanid. He was half white like his mother, half brownish tan like the father, with some very interesting stripes. His eyes were closed, and he whimpered as his oldest brother stepped on his tiny white paws. The children of the family, Luke and little Nikki were allowed to keep one pup, the other two would be offered to close friends, family, and co-workers. The entire family hated the thought of even one puppy being placed in a pound. As the mother fed them, the children pondered over which one to keep, and the decision was soon concluded. They would keep the smallest, and only female puppy. Kanid and his older brother would need new homes, and quickly, before the family got attached.

The family went around town to each and every neighbor, with fliers, pictures, and word of mouth, about how they needed to re-home these puppies. They weren't old enough to bring {only about a week and a half} , for they weren't weaned yet, and the mother still had to feed them. Many rejected, and a few others requested to visit in a couple weeks and see them in real life. The puppies were vaccinated, up to date on all shots and all in good heath.

The visitors came and went, and arrangements were made for the eldest pup, Kanid's older brother, and his youngest other brother to be adopted. He was going to a close neighbor and friend whom the family had known for years. The only pup that was left was Kanid. His eyes were fully open, and one was an "odd shade of yellow" as one elderly women remarked, and the other was ice blue. A few feared that the puppy would be deaf because of the blue eye, so he wasn't adopted.

At almost eight weeks, the puppies were almost ready to leave for their new homes, well, most of the puppies. The children had trouble letting go, but the parents had to talk them into realizing they couldn't keep all of them. It was decided that Kanid would stay still, but needed to be adopted. The father told his wife this pup should really be sent to the pound, but she strongly argued against it. So, he lied behind her back, took Kanid in a cardboard box, and placed him on the side of the road near a train station (a safe distance from the trains of course.)

Kanid grew older, and his little box grew weaker. He eventually took his first curious steps out of it. His lullabies at night became the beeps and honks of the trains, however he'd never seen an actual one before. Sniffing the air to smell the ever so familiar scents of the train station, he padded across the cold tracks to see the station master. He was a very rotund man with a whiskery beard, and a love for animals. The man held a cheeseburger in his hand, and Kanid knew just from the scent of it that it was food, and instinct told him food was good. The man looked down at the puppy, who sat down with a whimper, and looked directly into his eyes. "Aww, 'ya little poochie, you wanna bite?" He asked, taking the silence as a 'yes' and threw a chunk of the burger on the ground. Kanid didn't hesitate a single second before scarfing it down. He wagged his tail for more, and the kind man said with a sigh, "No more after this, it's my lunch after all," and threw a piece again. Kanid ate it again, then waited for more, only to be ignored. The mutt whimpered and trudged away wanting more, but a little full.

As he grew older, the daily life at the station didn't change. The same thing repeated with a few perks, until the day Kanid would regret for a long time. Winter came, let down it's icy, white, frozen rain and it became much colder.

He heard the bells and whistles of an upcoming train, and thought for the first time to see it. He made the mistake of crossing in front of it, and barely made it across as it hit his back left leg. He was flung a good fifteen feet forward, and skidded into a a nearby tree. He yelped and lay still, hoping overtime it would go away, obviously with no knowledge as to how long a wound like that would heal. No doubt it was broken, and badly. A chilling wind gust by, and Kanid curled up into a ball as best he could manage without moving his leg, then laid his tail on his muzzle. Then, he fell asleep.

"Hey, hey you!" A voice barked at him from close by, and Kanid opened his eyes. A black and white dog stood before him, and prodded the newly awake canine with a large, monstrous paw. "Hey, dude, wake up already."
Kanid let out a tired growl, then replied, "What do you want??"
"I'm wondering why you're laying in a pool of blood."
Kanid's eyes took their gaze from the large dog, to the horrid red pool around his hurt leg. He felt his heart beating faster, and his eyes open wider. "I've got no idea, when I fell asleep it wasn't there!" he exclaimed in sheer fear.
"What happened to you?" His new bringer of bad news asked as he cocked his head.
"I remember running on the tracks last night, it was dark, and wanted to see my first train. The light was so bright I couldn't think, and right before it hit me I ran. It crushed my leg," he glanced downward toward it then continued, "And threw me all the way over here. I've been here ever since."
The large dog replied with surprise and concern, "Can you move it, friend?"
"No.. Not at all."
"Then it's broken, and it won't heal on it's own, so don't think laying there will do you any good. You need it fixed by," he paused, "a human."
Kanid groaned as it began to throb, "What's so bad about humans? Oh, and mind if I ask your name?"
The black and white dog replied, "I'm Diesel. Oh, and humans can be cruel, I know mine abandoned me here a long while back."
The Wolf/Dog mix replied with shock, "I'm Kanid by the way. That's exactly what happened to me! I was dropped off on a rainy day when I was a pup.." The statement ended with sadness, and Diesel detected it.
"Don't feel bad, Kanid, that happened to a lot of us."
"Us? So there's more of you? More dogs?" Kanid questioned with curiosity.
"Many more, I'd bring you to Home, but you can't move at the moment," Diesel half laughed, "We should really get you some help with that leg of yours."
Kanid huffed with a bit of annoyance, "Obviously. Now how do I get a human to help me out? I want this fixed, I don't like the fact I can't move."
Diesel replied quickly, "Be right back, I'll go find someone."

A human followed Diesel, the very station master that fed him long ago. The man's reaction was shocking, and he took out a cell phone, quickly dialing the nearest vet. This obviously wasn't a rare occurrence.
Kanid was eventually fitted with a red cast, and over time it was removed.

Diesel awaited the Ford Truck with the man and Kanid. Diesel wagged his tail as Kanid jumped out, and grinned. "Gotta thank you, Diesel, I can walk again!" Kanid raced around the truck and barked happily. Diesel whispered, "Now you can meet the rest of us, right?"
Kanid replied with a very serious tone, "Diesel, I owe you, but want to get out of here as soon as I can," he beckoned toward a train with one of the doors open, "I'm heading out, on an adventure, and a new life."
Diesel answered with sympathy, "I do understand, and wish you the best of luck."That entire day Kanid learned everything he would need to know to live from Diesel. As the sun started to set, and the stars decided to make an appearance, the newly healed mutt said his final good-bye. "Maybe we'll meet again, and again thanks for everything."
Diesel said with hope, "My friend, you never know, I'm sure we will. Good luck, stay safe and don't go jumping out of trains, okay?" The two laughed, then Kanid glanced at the train which made a loud honk, meaning it would leave soon. "Bye!" He called, racing toward the open cart, jumping in. He glanced out one more time, at his friend, at the station, then saw it all slowly flashing past as the train preceded to move. The moon was out and it lit up the entire sky. The exhausting day drained his energy, so he walked to the corner of the cart and drifted into a sleep, dreaming of the past, friends.
Art: Coming soon. I'd order some, but it'd be a waste if I lost.
Other: I had way too much fun writing this. C: I may even add more. <3

[dearly beloved]

I am looking to adopt...

Kennel number: P31
Name: Kairi
Breed: Devil Dog
Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: I think Kairi is adorable. I don't have many characters, probably around 5 including my fursona. All I really have are wolves, so she'll be a nice touch to the family. Also, I don't get why someone would donate her, she is just too cute!
Personality: Kairi is loving and fierce. Even though she is a girl, she would win a battle with a mountain lion. But don't be fooled. She also has a sweet, mother-like side to her. Although, she doesn't want pups because they are hard work, she'd rather baby-sit. She is also shy, but if you warm up to her first and fast, she'll be the best friend you never had.
Likes: Food: I don't know, she just likes food.
Battles Kairi was always the adventurous type, so battles are her thing.
Necklaces This is the only piece of Jewelry that Kairi CAN stand.
Reading Kairi loves adventure books!
Music Music soothes Kairi and calms her down, but not all types.
Fun Kairi is always there when there is fun!
Outdoors Kairi loves the great Outdoors.
Alone time Kairi loves to be alone.
Dislikes: Too much of a crowd. Kairi is more of a loner tan an insider.
Cheese . Kairi just hates this, no one really knows why.
Being inside too long. Kairi can never escape her urge to go outdoors with Stella.
Not having a book. Kairi's adventurist but sure loves her reading.
Being called 'tame.' Kairi will never be tamed. Never.
History/Background: (I'll put it in story form.) The wind whipped around in my fur as I pounced on Stella. The sun was slowly setting down, leaving little flakes of sunshine here and there. As soon as it became night, Stella and I headed out toward the dock. "So, do you think we'll be friends forever? I mean there's more than this tiny island practically no one knows about." Stella said cautiously. "Sure, well, from what I know." I said, answer her with a smooth, relaxed tone. "What do you mean?" she asked, cocking her head. "I mean that we may not be later on." I said, staring off at the navy blue sky ans flickers of light started to appear in the sky. Stars. Stella and I could sit out here all day, actually, we did. My ears twitched, and my nose wiggled. There was an unfamiliar scent, something that I have never yet crossed before on this small island. I got up to my paw and stuck my muzzle underneath Stella's paw. "Come on, let's go see what that smell is." I said, another quick, shallow breath puffed out of my nose. "Uh, okay." Stella said, her face brightening at every paw step. Stella and I were following the tracks with our puny-puppy-like noses, when we hit the thing that we'd been searching for.
The thing was a human. The human looked down at us with a huge grin. She picked me up and left Stella. "Stella!" I cried in a little yap. "Quiet, it's all right little puppy." The human said soothingly.
I soon woke up in this strange place, a home. These humans were nice, although I miss Stella. But know you know the story of me and my miraculous journey to England.
Art: None, sorry.
Other: Sorry for the very short history, I just ran out of inspiration D:

Edited my form.