Parduseros & Draciverde

[Desmond]

xD I don't see what the problem is, I've been beaten before. :) Multiple times, really. It's not all that hard.

[Lirrie]

Lol 3b youve beaten me um 3 times I can recall. XD

[Ranua]

Well Im not fazed. Im determined for this guy.

[mokapi]

"I am good at many things, but I am best at you."
Parduseros wanted: Bobtailed adult male.
What will you name it?: Ceron.
Link to character thread: Here. A WIP.
Personality: Unlike many of the headstrong males that surround him, Ceron is laidback, good-natured and less territorial than would be expected. Though he is not a pushover, he doesn't throw himself headlong into obscure confrontation and is very deliberate with his actions. Most of what he does is well thought-out and his train of thought is not easy to miss; he isn't on a very high level of thinking, though is by no means dumb or ignorant- he just doesn't think abstractly, and chooses to go with his instincts instead. He would be considered monogamous and is fairly accepting of acquainting with both the same and opposite sex. Ceron is very chivalrous and tends to see females as being in his good graces rather readily.
The desert he resides in is semi-arid, meaning there is actual rain during the winter months and a great deal of animals can thrive there. He tends to stalk dama gazelles and addax, and leaves the smaller mammals alone so that their natural enemies such as coyotes and foxes can hold the population under control; in turn he himself makes sure that no other predator-type creatures overrun his territory, which happens to be rather small. There are quite a few reservoirs, although they are small and are by no means great pools of water. He's learned to dig below the surface of the sand to get the non-thorny part of compass cacti in order get water, although he does this very sparingly and only when necessary. Because of the general hunting style of the male parduseros plus the added heat during the daytime of the desert, he is mainly nocturnal. Ceron is also a rather decent swimmer and enjoys wading into the pools of water that are around to bring relief to his body.
Because of his recent unfortunes, he is currently sharing his territory with his sister. He has become rather depressed, and this is being taken out on his children, who are still unnamed. They are referred to as One, Two, and Three.
500-1500 Word Story/background:
I am not particularly loud, nor strong, nor brave. In fact, other than my blue eyes and obvious bobtail, there is very little that sets me apart from others of my breed and year. I was not great at anything- except loving Cwen. In that matter, it was excellence that was strived for and it was excellence that was attained. I believed her to be the single most beautiful creature that I had ever set my eyes on- completely incomparable, whether to other females or to the most breathtaking of sights or dreams or wishes.

I had encountered her first when I was only a yearling, without a definitive piece of land in the parched desert to lay claim to and without many good words following my name. I remember the day clearly- hotter than most, enough that several of us had gathered at the nearest oasis to sate our thirst. She and her sister were in the back, the first of which was growling with impatience but the latter simply looking rather ill. It was obvious that from wherever they came, their territory was not faring well, for beneath their thin and ragged pelts ranged a string of ribs and their horns were chipped, a sure sign of malnourishment. Still, I was awestruck, and could do little else than to step back, motioning with my paw for them to take my spot. From beside me, another male tried to crowd in, but I turned and growled lowly, a thick, guttural noise that caught the attention of several others. He grunted and fell back, full tail flicking in irritation. When I swung back to catch sight of the duo, she was looking directly at me, and there was a small smile alighting her face. She had such little features, such a calm air about her, as if she was everything peaceful and good. As foolish and callow as it sounds, I knew that day I wanted no one else. The fact that I did not know her name, let alone if I would ever see her again, weighed little on my mind. I was immutably in love.

The following fall was spent doing little else than courting the beautiful female, whose calling I had finally learned. She was quite possibly the most gentle creature I had ever met, and never had anything but encouraging words and kind looks for me- although it was her smiles that I entreated. A single one could lift my spirits for days, and she always seemed to have one for me, and me alone. Her eyes never trailed across another male, and when it came time for her to make a decision, her choice was clear to those around us. That evening we slumbered beneath the stars in what became our territory, nestled around each other.

I spent my every waking moment doing whatever needed to be done to keep her content and well. Our days tended to begin with a sunset, and the moon replaced the sun for us. I felt as if I was in paradise, and she often told me that she felt the same. There would be times when she would catch me simply gazing at her, and she would laugh and tuck her fawn head beneath mine, or she would reach up and nuzzle my neck. I thrived on her affection and our love; it seemed as if every day I discovered yet another quirk about her that brought nothing but a smile to my face. There were times when it was almost overwhelming, and it was then that I would bury my muzzle into her mane like our first real night together. Cwen made me whole. Although I had never felt like something was missing from my heart, being around her made me realize that I had been so used to only having half a soul my entire life that it would only feel normal.

When she revealed that she was with cubs, the joy I felt was...indescribable- but so was the apprehension and the fear. My Cwen was the most perfect aspect of my life and, I'll admit- I was selfishly thinking that our time together would no longer be for the two of us, but for our children instead. Still, there was no denying my excitement, and as the days passed and her belly began to swell I could have sworn that my anticipation was even greater than hers. I devoted all of my time to tending to her every need and every whim; there were times when all she wanted was dama, and I would be out for hours in the evening stalking one- although the simple look of untarnished affection in her eyes when I would finally return to our cavern was enough of a reward that she could have sent me right back out for something else.

When I returned to the cave only to find our usual corner covered in heaps of her fur, I was nearly speechless with excitement. That night I laid with one paw against her belly, a grin exploding across my muzzle in the darkness every time I felt a kick against her skin that was stretched tautly over the mound that was now her lower abdomen. I watched her as she slept, my eyes only drifting from her form to ascertain nothing came near the den's entrance.

It was four more days until the cubs came, four more days until the rest of my life. We awoke together; her breathing hard and her nostrils flaring. Her usually placid eyes were grim with pain as the contractions rippled over her laboring body, and there was little I could do to help. The den was too hot, she had said, and so I helped her to her feet and together we padded outside, where the desert rain was still warm, though relieving. I don't remember how long we stood there, simply staring forward. "I love you, Ceron," she had whispered at one point, and the tone in her voice made my heart clutch in my throat. "You're my world," I had answered, and she smiled and gazed up at me with depthless eyes. They were an endless emerald, greener than anything I would have ever seen, and anything I would have ever hoped to see.

It wasn't until her labor itself had began that my flawless world had begun to turn into a nightmare. I thought that was what I had woken into rather than stumbled into; the blood that stained her legs and the cave floor failed to register as something real or tangible until her anguished cries roused me from my flummoxed state. "Ceron," came the cracked rasp, and I dropped my kill and leapt towards her. She could barely pull her heavy head off the floor; deep scarlet stains had already darkened the corners of her mouth and her cheeks and had seeped on the floor from her rump. With every inhalation more blood threatened to trickle from the edges of her jaws. "What happened- why didn't you call for me?!" I cried, forgetting about the trio of little bodies that were pawing at her stomach.
"Shhh. I didn't think it was going to happen so quickly. The worst..." she took a ragged breath, managing a weak smile for me. "The worst is already over- look. You have two sons and a daughter, dear one." Through the tears that were streaming down my face, I nodded and moved towards them, lowering my muzzle to lick each one.
"They look like you, Cwen, every one of them."
"Except the girl- she has your eyes." I had never heard her sound so tired. "I love you, Ceron."
"I love you."
It was all we said for what seemed like an hour. I had pulled myself around her, and her head was on my paws. Every few moments I would lean down and nuzzle her, or lick her forehead, and I noticed the blood had stopped altogether. Her breathing seemed to have cleared somewhat; each breath was slower, and the rise and fall of her chest was as comforting as the suckling noises our cubs were making. Perhaps she was better after all. I gazed at them before my stare returned to my mate. The look on her face was peaceful, as if she was dreaming something wonderful, and with this thought in my mind I whispered in her ears once more- "I love you, Cwen, more than anything."- before resting my head on her shoulders and giving into my exhaustion.

The next morning, I woke up curled around my love and my cubs. She did not.

Sorry it's all gushy and ~*~I LUV UUUUU~*~ the entire time. xD

[rainingdarkness]

Oh jeez. XD I wasn't expecting this thread to take off while I was at work.
The round for the Adult Rainforest Female is over, and I'll be judging forms shortly. ^^

After that I'll go through the last couple pages and edit in all the applications under their respective parduseros. I wasn't expecting so many people to be interested in that bobtailed guy. XD I still have the lineart so there will be more in the future, for both genders.

[Tiikeria]

Oh noes! I has competition! Oh, well, good luck, Ninjutsu. :3

[keydemon]

Hahah, good luck to you too. ;3

[rainingdarkness]

Well...I thought that she would get to go to a new home today, but all of the forms for her were incomplete, and too short to count. I'm leaving her up for another week, I suppose.

Definitely trying out for the bobtailed one too <3

Is there any limit for how many rounds one will stay up? Like...if the tundra cub goes four more rounds with only two adoptions entries, will she continue to stay?

Not trying to be bothersome or anything, promise D: I'll be back with my bobtailed form later, I think.

They stay up for however long it takes for them to get three applications. ^^

[rainingdarkness]

skfjdfkj! I saw this cub, and died. MUCH LOVE.

500 word min, 1500 word max story OR a drawing that depicts their personality(You may also do both.):
Drawing:
Credits: Lyrics (c) B.O.B.'s Airplanes Part 2 | Grunge Texture (c) euphoricdesire-stock | Star Brushes (c) Sunira[/i]

The words on there are "It seems like yesterday/it was just a dream/but those days are gone/and just memories" and "I could really use a wish right now" both lines in Airplanes Part 2 by B.O.B.

Just letting you know, the black edges around the white stripes are actually a part of the design, not just outlines. ^^

[Tiikeria]

skfjdfkj! I saw this cub, and died. MUCH LOVE.

500 word min, 1500 word max story OR a drawing that depicts their personality(You may also do both.):
Drawing:
Credits: Lyrics (c) B.O.B.'s Airplanes Part 2 | Grunge Texture (c) euphoricdesire-stock | Star Brushes (c) Sunira[/i]

The words on there are "It seems like yesterday/it was just a dream/but those days are gone/and just memories" and "I could really use a wish right now" both lines in Airplanes Part 2 by B.O.B.

Just letting you know, the black edges around the white stripes are actually a part of the design, not just outlines. ^^

Ah, thanks for letting me know. I'll fix it now. ^.^

EDIT: Fixed.