Pound of Hope [CLOSED PERMANENTLY]

[poofyena]

Congratulations everyone who won their character!

[pacificcc]

Congrads to the winners.

[gingertail98]

OMG! Thank you so much for Amarok! <3 I am so happy right now!

[Dancing with Bears.]

I hope you guys are open to donations :S




I am looking to donate Black Butterfly!
Image:

Lineart used (if any):
Neara's Running/flying wolf lineart
Name:
Black Butterfly
Gender:
Female
Species:
Wolf
Preferences:
Must stay female. No design changes. Must stay wolf! Would like the name to stay Black Butterfly, BUT you may change it.
By submitting this form, I, XxBunnyxX, agree that I am giving up my character to a new home, and will not ask for the character back if it has a form up for it.




I am looking to donate...
Image:

Lineart used (if any):
Neara's Running/flying wolf lineart
Name:
You choose!
Gender:
Female
Species:
Wolf
Preferences:
No Major design changes. Must stay female.
By submitting this form, I, XxBunnyxX, agree that I am giving up my character to a new home, and will not ask for the character back if it has a form up for it.

[Queen Vivane]

Black Butterfly is so extremely pretty -goggle eyes-

[Tiikeria]

Congrats to our awesome winners! And to those of you who didn't get the character you wanted, don't give up. :3 Keep trying, you'll succeed. ^.^

Now, would anyone like to join a Tiki on the chat for a bit?

EDIT: Aaaaaaand...we're open! 8D And, on top of that, we have an announcement...

In honor of Pound of Hope's one year anniversary, we're doing a special code drop...you are now, for this CD only, allowed to adopt 2 common creatures and 1 freak at the same time! 8D So, go forth and adopt!

LETSA GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~! /Mario reference

[Lirrie]

Dropping out for her for now



I am looking Smother in absoute devotion and love...







Kennel number: P111





Why do you want this animal?

When I first saw this girl I was drawn in by her pure beauty and the fact she was natural. Many people believe that a purely natural character wont draw you in as much as others. But Blizzards Wind pulled me in and really stuck out to me. I had a male natural I knew would make a good mate to her. Still I wasnt sure. I let it go till this round. I wasn't sure then if I was ready for blizzard. Shes everything you could ask for in a natural horse character. Her markings are a thing of beauty, and I hope I get to take her home with me. Nothing would make my day better, then to have her jion my herds.

what will you do for it?:

With me she would have a mate and friend and I would make art of her, colerations and custom made. She would be a part of my quickly growing untouched land and any story that may involve them. I do plan on writing short novelas : Ill post them somewhere or make them into a pdf, one day and would love to have her jion my characters. She will have a canine companion in Arcia a recently made star wolf. I would love nothing more then to smother her in affection.





Name: Storm's Fire

Age: 4 Years

Mate: Storm's Passion

Friends: Autum Storm, Choclate Spirits , Crystal Spirals

Herd: Mystic Rivers

Nicknames: Fire

Height 15.5 Hands

Weight: 1100 pounds

Birthdate: June 17, 2007

Birthtime: 22:20 (10:20 pm)

Favorite Song: Here I am

Best Friend: Arcia

Enemy in the Herd: Thunder

Greatest weakness: The frustration she feels for being abandoned when she was only a yearling

Greatest Strength: Friendship

Battle Song: Day of Reckoning

Theme Song: Gravity

Second Theme Song: He lives in you

Favorite Band: Within temptations

Favorite Coler: . Silver

Favorite Singer: Martina Mc. Bride

Favorite Time of Day: Afternoon

Favorite Moon Cycle: New Moon

Favorite Qoute:







Breed:

American Quarter Horse

Distinguishing features: Great sprinting speed over short distances; short, refined head; strong, well-muscled body, featuring a broad chest and powerful, rounded hindquarters

Alternative names: Quarter Horse

Country of origin: United States

Common nicknames: "America's Horse" "World's Fastest Athlete"

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


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.

In the 17th century, colonists on the eastern seaboard of what today is the United States began to cross imported English Thoroughbred horses with assorted "native" horses such as the Chickasaw horse, which was a breed developed by Native American people from horses descended from Spain, developed from Iberian, Arabian and Barb stock brought to what is now the Southeastern United States by the Conquistadors.[1]

One of the most famous of these early imports was Janus, a Thoroughbred who was the grandson of the Godolphin Arabian. He was foaled in 1746, and imported to colonial Virginia in 1756.[2] The influence of Thoroughbreds like Janus contributed genes crucial to the development of the colonial "Quarter Horse."[3][4] The breed is sometimes referred to as the "Famous American Quarter Running Horse."[5] The resulting horse was small, hardy, and quick, and was used as a work horse during the week and a race horse on the weekends.[6]

As flat racing became popular with the colonists, the Quarter Horse gained even more popularity as a sprinter over courses that, by necessity, were shorter than the classic racecourses of England, and were often no more than a straight stretch of road or flat piece of open land. When matched against a Thoroughbred, local sprinters often won.[citation needed] As the Thoroughbred breed became established in America, many colonial Quarter Horses were included in the original American stud books,[5] starting a long association between the Thoroughbred breed and what would later become officially known as the "Quarter Horse," named after the distance at which it excelled,[citation needed] with some individuals being clocked at up to 55 mph.[7]


In the 19th century, pioneers heading West needed a hardy, willing horse. On the Great Plains, settlers encountered horses that descended from the Spanish stock Hernán Cortés and other Conquistadors had introduced into the viceroyalty of New Spain, which today includes the Southwestern United States and Mexico. These horses of the west included herds of feral animals known as Mustangs, as well as horses domesticated by Native Americans, including the Comanche, Shoshoni and Nez Perce tribes.[citation needed] As the colonial Quarter Horse was crossed with these western horses, the pioneers found that the new crossbred had innate "cow sense," a natural instinct for working with cattle, making it popular with cattlemen on ranches.[8]

Early foundation sires of Quarter horse type included Steel Dust, foaled 1843; Shiloh (or Old Shiloh), foaled 1844; Old Cold Deck (1862); Lock's Rondo, one of many "Rondo" horses, foaled in 1880; Old Billy—again, one of many "Billy" horses—foaled circa 1880; Traveler, a stallion of unknown breeding, known to have been in Texas by 1889;[9] and Peter McCue, foaled 1895, registered as a Thoroughbred but of disputed pedigree.[6][9][10]

The main duty of the ranch horse in the American West was working cattle. Even after the invention of the automobile, horses were still irreplaceable for handling livestock on the range. Thus, major Texas cattle ranches, such as the King Ranch, the 6666 (Four Sixes) Ranch, and the Waggoner Ranch played a significant role in the development of the modern Quarter Horse. The skills needed by cowboys and their horses became the foundation of the rodeo, a contest which began with informal competition between cowboys and expanded to become a major competitive event throughout the west. To this day, the Quarter Horse dominates the sport both in speed events and in competition that emphasizes the handling of live cattle.[citation needed]

However, sprint races were also popular weekend entertainment and racing became a source of economic gain for breeders as well. As a result, more Thoroughbred blood was added back into the developing American Quarter Horse breed. The American Quarter Horse also benefitted from the addition of Arabian, Morgan and even Standardbred bloodlines.[citation needed]

In 1940, the American Quarter Horse Association (AQHA) was formed by a group of horsemen and ranchers from the southwestern United States dedicated to preserving the pedigrees of their ranch horses.[11] The horse honored with the first registration number, P-1, was Wimpy,[12] a descendant of the King Ranch foundation sire Old Sorrel. Other sires alive at the founding of the AQHA were given the earliest registration numbers Joe Reed P-3, Chief P-5, Oklahoma Star P-6, Cowboy P-12, and Waggoner's Rainy Day P-13.[13] The Thoroughbred race horse Three Bars, alive in the early years of the AQHA, is recognized by the American Quarter Horse Hall of Fame as one of the significant foundation sires for the Quarter Horse breed.[14] Other significant Thoroughbred sires seen in early AQHA pedigrees include Rocket Bar, Top Deck and Depth Charge.[15]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horse
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Quarter_Horse

Personality:

She is one that like to have lots of people around because it makes her feel more at ease and loved. She was abandoned when she was a yearling and since then she has been ill at ease with the rest of the world. She feels at any moment her herd might abandon her to live on her own again. She knows her mate, storm will not let this happen but still it tuggs at her that at any moment it could.

She is devoted to her herd despite this and she would do anything for them. keen minding in her ways of thinking and often can think of things in ways others cannot comprehend. It is not know where her pure innteligence and cunning comes from but she is very delighted to have it. It helps her in many ways and helps her help her friends when they are in need. The more complicated a problem the more time she will put into solving and correcting that problem. A great friend and companion , more often then not she will make friends with everyone she meets.

She is easy to talk to and most of her friends will come to her to tell her about their problems and secrets. She can help them and they never have to worry about their secrets getting out. She is extreemly protective of her friends and family. She has a love for all life, whether it be insect or elephant. She'd rather lick you then bite you and this proves to be what attracts most people to her. She has a big heart, and will always comfort you if you need to be comforted.



Likes:

Running is one of her favorite things to do and she is very swift when she does. This can be dangerous but she finds it fun and loves to keep running for miles- Helping other is one of the things she love to do, he loves it when she can make others happy,and in turn it makes her happy. Storm is her soulmate and the holder to her heart. She would do almost anything to protect him from harm and keep him happy and content. Problems are something she loves to solve everyday. She is at her best when she is try to find a solution to something.

Friends and family are very important to her and if they are hurt she will bear an ill will toward the person who hurt them, and try to avendge the wronged one. She has a natural love for nature and everything in it and around her, and hates seeing any of it destroyed or ruined. She loves to be free and wild, with her friends and she will never truely become tame no matter how many people want her to be. Her spirit will always be wild and free and she wouldn't have it any other way.


Dislikes:

She absolutly hates fighting, but she will if she has to. She has a gentle spirit which makes fighting others seem brutal and stupid to her. She will not stop others if they are fighting however because that is their fight and not hers, thus it is not her right to stop them.

She hate giving up, and she will avoid it at all cost, and will always try her best in all things, even if to some they seem totaly impossible to conquer. She has done things most have thought totally impossible to others. Blood is one thing she can not stomache, when she sees it she gets queasy and weak. She may even throw up if she sees it.

Being alone
Strange Stalions
Predators









History/Background:




This darkness
is sometimes better then the light
i gives you a sence everything will be alright.



I was born in a copse of trees in the untouched lands, a birth that seemed to have gone badly asunder until I appeard into this world I now call my home. I was born pitch back an to some in the herd it meant I was evil and they kept their foals away from me. I hated being shunned like that and it hurt me deeply. I learned to live with it though, if you didn't the darkness would eat at you until nothing was left.

In these lands the darkness was as tangible as I am and it carried its own form. The darkness of light was said to be a silver wolf with golden brown eyes, filled with hatred. While darkness was said to come in the form of a pure black wolf, red eyes ablaze covered in blood. I had grown up fearing these two as every foal did, thus it kelp our hearts from darkening with hate towards others.

Toward my first year I noticed weird things beginning to take place. For instance even after weaning the mother stayed close to their now almost yearling foals. The foals now pretty big had a bond with their mothers and that made me a little jealous because as I got older my mother had started moving away from me. Like she wouldn't be here for me much longer. My life began to grow desolate and strange to me. I wouldn't know soon would come an event that would forever change my life and the way I thought of the world.



Art:

The two gods of light and dark:

light
Darkness




Other:

Sorry if this is not completly complete as i have been sick for the past week or so.

Animation is: http://bronzehalo.deviantart.com/art/Ca ... -189480663

[neonfrozen]

I am looking to adopt cherish, love, and swallow up in love...


Kennel number:

P26



Name:

Rose Petals.



Nicknames:

Rose



Theme Song:

Welcome to the Club - Manian {x}



Species:

Canine



Breed:

Alaskan Malamute



Age:

1 or 2 years, no one really knows for sure.



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

This Malamute is a work of art, the design is beautiful, and the beautifully expressed red all over his body is beautisimo. He is a very cute, woofie. He will have a spot in my character website, he will have his own special page, and he will be featured in my character scrapbook I am currently making, and will have art made for him, lots and lots of art. He will be included in my canine novel book I am going to be writing when my writers block goes away, 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.

You know that feeling, you get, like, when, you really want something. Like a little boy in a chocolate factory, thats that oh my God feeling I had when I saw Rose.

He is not a very natural colored character, although he does have blacks, whites, and greys. His one, magnificent unnatural color is Red. The red is expressed beautifully all over his fur and some on his eyes and nose, which is mostly the reason I am going for him. His colors blend together beautifully.

I have many characters, but out of most of them they are not as unique as this little pup. His colors blend amazingly, he isn’t out of controlly colored either.

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.



Nickname: Rose
Age: 15 human years, 1 dog years
Ears: They have red around the tips and the back, and a little bit of black and grey.
Eyes: A bright, hypomtising red.
Paw pads: A faint, red with grey splotches
Nose: A bright, hypomtising red.
Tail: It has black, white, and red on it.
Tongue: A dark pink.
Collar: He does not have one.



Habitat:

He lives in a big, dark forest, which has many lovely streams and rivers running through it, it also has many abandonded caves for shelter, and many different types of small animals and fish for food. This is home, and paradise to Rose.



Personality:

Rose is the kind of canine that gets angered easily, but when he isn't, he can be the sweetest little dog ever. He is a quick thinker, and commonly know for that. Sometimes he can be quite the know it all, but most of the time he is not. He is also the kind to make up suggestions that are used, and he can come up with ideas like, right on the bat. He is a good leader, and he enjoys it. He is also a well, how can I put it... Know it all. He seems to think everything he knows will be and is right. But, when he is sweet, he is very caring and loving. He loves to flirt and act all sexy with the ladies, ecpecially the kinds with his same marings and colors.

Pups are the best thing ever, to Rose. He always goes over and talks with the pregnant wolves, and the mothers with pups. He just loves to play with them and show them around. He wishes to one day have a son or a daughter, or both, of his own, that he could call, baby, or even sweety, and teach them how to hunt and patrol. <3



Likes:

Fighting
Rose is the kind of dog who would start a fight, he loves to get into them and loves to watch them. Sometimes he enjoys watching them, or being in them, but it is defienitly all fun and games until someone gets hurt.

Water
Rose is a very unusual dog, who loves to swim and romp around in the water. It is not in his genes, so it makes him feel free and excited that he can do something, that, well, no malamute can do without confusion.

Warmth
Rose abouslutely LOVES warmth. Anything warm keeps him happy. Whether thats sunbathing in a nice, warm patch of sun, or swimming in a nice hot spring in the streams around his habitat. Mostly, the reason he likes Warmth so much is because when he is warm, it takes his mind of the bad things, and puts his mind on "oh... yea..."

Others
Rose likes the comforting presence of others around him, they always settle him down when he is angry, or comfort him when he is hurting. He tends to stick too his friends, but when strangers come, he can be a bit... well.. wary.

Forest
Rose is a very unique dog, who loves nature and all different trees and forests. They are calming and quiet, a perfect place for him.



Dislikes:

Death
Rose is the kind of dog that absolutely hates death, he is sorry for anyone that has to go through such a painful process.

Storms
Rose hates storms, he is abouslutely terrified of them. Especially tornadoes and hurricanes, they totally freak him out.

Puphood
Rose hates the memories of his puphood, there was nothing good, exciting, or fun when he was a small pup. All that happened was sleeping, and eating. His mother always had the door locked so he couldn't go outside. Ever.



History/Background:

-The beginning of my L.I.F.E-

As a pup, my mummy was always catious about letting me out of the den. Everytime I peeked my little red nose out she got frightened and pulled me right back in and said "You are not old enough to go out of the den yet, you stay right here, my special little baby boy."

But days passed after I kept trying to get out, and I overheard my mummy taking with my papa, he said to her "Gates, your going to have to pick out a position for him in our patrol, and soon. Our little Rose is almost 6 moons, and when you reach 6 1/2 moons, you have to go to battle training."

My mummy started to cry, "I know, Gold. I know. I just cannot beileve he has grown up this fast, he has the potenial of a golden phoniex, the intelligance of a warrior, and the talent of a great wolf. He will be a marvelous upholder of the canine code."

My papa nuzzled his head in her neck fur, "Gates, we will get through this together, honey. Ok?"

~~~~

Soon, for the first time, Rose sees mummy opening the doors of the den, and he sees the world.

My jaw drops open as the sunshine fills his slit sized pupils and he stares at the beautiful forest. Soon his mother interupts his paradise and says, "Come on sunshine, we need to go find Streams."

Rose wondered who is streams? And why do we need to find him?

Soon they found streams, and Gates explained to Rose about how he would have to go to training every morning, and how it would be a lot of work, but it would be loyal.

Rose felt a tear roll down his cheek, and he said, "Ok mummy."

Gates gave Rose and gentle but meaningful lick on the cheek and quietly said, "Ill be waiting for you at home."

About a month had passed, and Rose was quickly growing into a stoic young dog. It was now is duty to do...

"Rose!" Streams shouted.

Rose sprinted down the dirt path to Steams' den and asked, "Yes, what do you need?"

"Rose, this morning you will be leading the morning, and night patrols out into the forest to check for predators and trespassers."

Rose bowed his head and walked outside the den and howled "Morning patrol! Streams' Den! Now!"

Soon, rose could hear the badum, badum, badum, boom boom, of the patrols paws thundering down the path, they're large bodies halted to a stop.

Rose raised his voice to a very deep, but loud type and said, "We move out, we are taking left side of forest this morning, you know what to do if you see predators." And bowed his head and sprinted toward the forest with the wolves following.

Rose jumped up into a tree and looked down, he saw a very large, brown wolf that was not a part of the pack, and he jumped out the tree and landed on his back. The wolf let out a deep, but terrifying howl, and rose bit deep into his neck, letting blood gush out and leaving the wolf howling in agonizing pain, faintly, Rose heard his patrol running towards him and the trespasser, he yelled, "Rivers, Apples, King, you tke his hindlegs and hauntches, Gold, Gates, Lala, Music, get his back and stomache, and ill take care of the neck and head."

Soon, Rose started yelling out instruction after instruction, and suddenly all that was left of the wolf was a soulless body laying a pool of dark red blood.

~~~~

Later that night, Rose laid in his den with Streams, thinking of what pain that wolf had to have gone through, and then he realised, how sorry he was for him. How, sad.

Soon, Streams woke him up and whispered "Time for night patrol."

Rose restlessly got out of bed and howled, "Night Patrol! Streams' Den! Now!"

And once again, he heard the badum badum badum boom boom of there thundering paws against the frigid dirt as they stopped infront of him.

Rose tried to raise his voice as much as he could without becoming too restless, and he said, "We take right side of forest. Go!"

And Rose sprinted off into the forest, with the patrol following.

Later on in his life, he now has too...

I worried a lot these last years of my life, mostly because Streams has crossed the border to the big hunting field in the sky, and left the pack in my order. MY order.

I never knew how hard it was to be a Pack Leader, and how much responsibility you take on when you are.

But everybody, my family, siblings, friends, and fellow pack mates, helped me through this. Now here we are, a sucessful pack, and since Whole Moon is coming, new pups on the way!

What a great way to end my adventure, my adventure of L.I.F.E...




Birthday: July 16th
Time: 12:01AM
Weight: 41lbs
Where: The Forest
Mother: The Guardian of the Gates, Gates.
Father: The Battle field of Gold, Gold.
Siblings: None.



Art:

Since my tablet is getting repaired, I cannot make any art right now, but trust me he will get alot of art.



Other:

[Queen Vivane]

Im pulling out of the running for P54 coz my brain broke and now I have no ideas for my form

[neonfrozen]

Im so glad we can go for 2 common creatures, I am going and picking out my second one right now! <3