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[Dia.]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 28
Picture:

Name: Ferelli
Species: smili
Personality: Ferelli is quite wild and rambunctious. He is not afraid to fight, nor will he back down from a challenge. He can get stubburn and thick-skulled at times, which can land him in a heap of trouble. He usually finds himself in sticky situations resulting from dares and bets. He hates to ge wrong and will fight for what he thinks/thought, even if he found he is wrong.
Likes: challenges, thrills, storms
Dislikes: calm days, being wrong
Background (Optional, but it gives you a better shot. 2500 words maximum, 100 words minimum. We value quality over quantity, you can have five pages and still say absolutely nothing.)
I'm running hard and fast, my large paws pounding the soggy ground like thunder. Rain pours down from above my head, adding to the noise of the blood pumping in my ears. I do not care though... I love storms, and the louder and wetter... the better. The wind howls, winding through the maze of tree trunks and branches that make up my forest. I look over my shoulder to judge if I will be able to make it back to my home... I growl low in my throat as the patrol of three idiots were chasing me. Why were they chasing me? Because I stepped a few feet over the territory border to get a stupid hare that was originally on my side of the border! Prey is hard this time of year, and should think every smili would know that!
I was getting closer to my home, a large den in the base of a tree. Still, the numbskulls weren't letting up even though I was on my own territory. Finally, I decided something... I reached a large tree I knew very well, and leapt up it, a yard or so at a time, claws slipping on the wet bark. I perched myself on a branch to wait for them to come to the marks I had left in the mud under the tree. Soon, they were in clear view, looking puzzled at the scuffs in the mud below me. I dropped the hare, and they looked up for where I was, but they couldn't see me, there was too many leaves. They were about to pick up the hare when I dropped from my perch, letting out a vicious war cry, landing squarely on the back of the biggest smili.
The large predator, now feeling like prey, squirmed and wiggled underneath my great weight. His buddies watched from farther away, not exactly sure what they should do. Eventually, the leapt at me, trying to drag me off their bloody and broken leader. I smirked at them, tearing myself free and picked up my food before making a bee-line for my den, my mate, and my cubs.
I poked my head into the entrance and let out a short, quiet song, letting my mate know that it was only me, and she needn't get defensive or aggressive. I could hear my cubs growling and whimpering and it made my heart flutter with excitement. "Good... you found food. But you are hurt and all wet!" My mate's voice was weak and shaky and I really didn't need to worry her, "I'm fine... I got into trouble with the neighbors and it is raining pretty hard outside." She didn't seem to calm down much, but she didn't say anymore about it...
A picture you drew: OPTIONAL! This will only get you extra credit. You still have to write the rest of the form. COLORED IN LINEART IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. IT HAS TO BE ART YOU DREW FROM SCRATCH.

[acciobadger]

I would like to adopt!

Josie's natural appearance and species drew me in, and the fact that she is mute highlighted it.
She already has a place waiting for her in my heart, and she will be well loved. <3

Number: 21

Picture:


Name: Josie

Species: Silken Windhound Dog

Personality: Timid and shy, she is slow to trust.

Likes: Rain/thunderstorms, quiet, grass, wind, and water.

Dislikes: Heat, most other animals and people.

Background :
As a young pup, Josie was cared for kindly and gently. She remembered her mother well. A gorgeous pepper colored Windhound. She remembered the warm milk scent of her mother, the musky woods-scent of her strong father. But her mother. Sweet, gentle, nurturing. Her soft, cushioning fur. And every night, she remembered the kind words her mother whispered to her. She would look up at the dark, starlit sky, knowing that those stars would swoop down and save her, take her away to dreams.

My sweet songless songbird, do not be afraid. I love you...

She had been a sweet, frolicking pup, unconcerned with the goings on in the world.
However, she had soon found out, no one can stay oblivious for long...

And then, Josie remembered the last time she saw her mother.

Cruel hands gripped her, pulled her away from that warmth, that comfort. She opened her mouth to scream from pure terror, but as usual, no sound could be heard. Remembered being thrown into a bag, dumped onto the backseat of the family pickup, she heard her mother's desperate cries and enraged snarls. Car door slams. a long, bumpy ride later, she remembered feeling herself lifted, swung, and thrown. She had landed harshly, being slammed into unconsciousness. Next came the pain. Many hours later, having torn out of the bag, she had found herself in the middle of an unknown nightmare. Nothing was familiar. The pain in her side and head had restrained her to the spot.

It was in this way Josie had found that no one wants a mute hunting dog, unable to bay announcing a find.

Josie remembered trudging through the darkness that was her future, trying to find just a glimpse of the light that was hope. She had looked up at the star-less sky, begging the stars to save her. But they hadn't. She remembered running. Oh, the sweet bliss that was running. But then, she hadn't been able to run. The pain in her was too great, and she could not push on. After several days of starvation and tiring, she had found a literal light in the darkness. She had scratched on the door, it had opened. It wasn't until later she had noticed the strong stench of fear surrounding this strange place.

She remembered the screams.

Horror filled, terror gripping her, she scrunched into the back of the small metal cage she had been forced into. She remembered crying, the silent tears falling down. The pain had been replaced my agonizing grief and horror. She screamed silent screams which would never be heard.

Then, it had all gone dark. The cage door had opened. Her eyes had opened. And a little girl had picked her up, held her close, and taken her home.

They knew about her muteness.

And yet, they didn't care.

Here she lay, curled around her person, her girl. The stars were shining, singing to her. Life is good.

Happy as a lark. Even one without a song.

A picture you drew:

[Chelz]

I would like to adopt!

Number:
24

Picture:


Name:
Rosa (but widley known as Venom, the Destroyer of Cubs)

Species:
Smili

Personality:

Rosa began life as a very innocent cub. She was sweet and gentle, rarely ever trying to antagonise her parents and brother, Lucius. But as time passed, certain events occurred that have changed Rosa and quite scarred her as such. She is shunned by many smilis - hated, even. She craves love, because it the one thing that she knew before everything changed and she became some kind of monster. And since then, it has not been present. Since then, she has barely had a pleasant exchange of words with another smili.

She is still rather childish, but in a more submissive manner. She will rarely ever fight another smili, out of fear of hurting or killing them more than anything. Rosa is extremely shy, and very cautious. While she does not trust others easily, she wants to very desperately and will even grow attached to others she has never spoken to - but has seen.

Some sort of determination keeps Rosa going. It keeps her trying to find the one thing she has been starved of for too long - love.

Likes:

Rosa has a few simple pleasures in her life. She loves the rain, because she often thinks it is as if it is cleansing the forest of all that has gone wrong. Rosa also, in fact, quite likes other smilis, but it can be difficult for her to understand them and vice versa. Rosa is perhaps not entirely fond of her solitary position, but she has found ways that make her life as an outcast bearable. She feels a certain kinship with some of the other animals, even going as far to have pets for short amounts of time. (These jungle animals have often simply run away from her.)

Dislikes:

Rosa does not hate any other smilis, but there is one thing she despises. Her imagined role as Venom, some sort of mythological creature who takes overs cubs' minds and kills other. In truth, Rosa is a smili with a condition, not a monster. But I digress. At times, Rosa finds it hard to be on her own. She, like many female smilis, longs for a relationship and cubs. Yet for Rosa, these goals are not anywhere near achievable.

Background:

Prologue

The rain poured upon the lush, green forest below. It was warm, the canopy of trees seemed to act like a umbrella as it shielded a small amount of the storm from the inhabitants below. The sky was darkened with shadowy, shifting clouds. Near a hollow log, covered by gnarled roots, there was a fairly new smili den. In it, a mother smili marvelled over her sleeping cubs. "So little," she mused, watching the tiny, fluffy creatures.

"Beautiful," their father, hovering protectively over the cubs, commented. "Look at this little one, Marina," he murmured in a voice that seemed as stern as the thunder that boomed overhead. His mate obediently looked at the cub he was motioning towards. "Red markings. Red like blood. Red like the flower - the human one. What is it called? A rose... rose-a, Rosa."

"Rosa," Marina smiled, tilting her delicate, silver head to one side. Her eyes were like a cloudless sky, and right now they were fixed intently on her young. "That is her name. And our son?"

"Lucius." The male smili said simply.
Marina said nothing. If her mate wanted their son to be called Lucius, then Lucius he would be. There was no chance of changing his mind. Still, Marina had decided on Rosa's name. Perhaps it was only fair that her mate be able to choose whatever name he wanted for their son.

Yes, it was only fair.

Chapter 1: Gone

Rosa was confused.
Where was her dearest Father? Why was Mother so upset? She didn't understand. All she remembered was that one morning her Father disappeared, seemingly angry about something. She did remember her mother's words. She was growling them at her father, she remembered that much.
"You can't have her! You can't have either of them! I won't let you!"
He left after that. Just went and left.

Rosa lay across the moss-covered log near the den. The sparse rays of sunlight seemed to be sneaking through the tiny gaps in the tree canopy. That morning, she had asked Mother why she was so sad. She had asked where Father had gone - and when he would be back.

But Mother did not take kindly to the questions. She told Rosa to leave her alone, because Mother was not feeling very well. Rosa had offered to look after her, but her mother had refused and sent her cub away. Lucius, like most mornings, had been away exploring. He always was. Her father had said he was naturally curious - but brave at the same time. Something inside her seemed to hurt her as she remembered that her father was gone. And she didn't know where he had gone.

"What's wrong, Rosa? Are you thinking about Mother?" came a voice from behind her. Lucius's voice. Rosa always thought it was like how Father's might've sounded when he was a cub.

"Why is she so upset, Lucius?" Rosa asked, turning to face her brother with concern in her shining, yellow eyes.

"I suppose she's upset about Father."

"Why? He's coming back, isn't he?" Fear suddenly rose in Rosa's heart at never seeing her father again.

Lucius, hearing the anxiety in Rosa's childish voice, seemed to think about this for a moment. "Well, of course he is." He answered after a moment's hesitation. Rosa relaxed a little, and her dark shoulders dropped as she did so.

"Of course. He wouldn't leave us." Almost as soon as she had spoken, Rosa felt the horrible nagging doubt in her mind once more. "Would he?"

Chapter 2: A Poisonous Summer

Gradually, Rosa had come to accept that Father wasn't coming back. She had waited for weeks, and there had been no sign of him. Mother did not seem to be taking it well, either. Every morning, she would banish Lucius and Rosa from her sight. She would not so much as speak of their father.

Rosa spent her mornings soaking up the delicious morning rays of the sun. It was one of her favourite things to do. She had not expected Lucius to sneak up behind her, and one - two - three - pounce!

The siblings did not playfight very often. Only when Lucius "had nothing better to do". And that wasn't often. The two wrestled and somersaulted for what seemed like ages. Then, quite by accident, Lucius lashed out with his claws, scratching Rosa across the face. The enraged Rosa charged after her brother, leaping on him and playfully nipping him with her growing fangs. It was enough to draw blood - much like his scratch - but not enough to be a very serious bite.

Lucius, to Rosa's surprise, gave a cry of pain. Rosa rolled her eyes. "Lucius, don't be silly. I didn't bite you that hard."

The smili lay on the ground, his chest heaving with the effort of breathing. "Rosa, what did you do?" he asked weakly.
"What? Stop it right now, Lucius!"
"I'm not being stupid, Rosa!" growled Lucius. This seemed to take a lot of effort. Rosa playfully shoved her brother.

"Really, Lucius, quit it! I did not bite that hard!"
Lucius gave another cry of pain, his breathing becoming more labour intensive.
"Lucius?"
He didn't answer.

Then, the breathing stopped altogether. Rosa prodded her brother. "Lucius? Come on, that's enough. Let's go home."
Lucius made no response.
"Lucius? This isn't funny anymore. I'm telling Mother!"

Rosa felt a strange, sickening feeling in her gut. Lucius always caved when she threatened to tell Mother. "M-Mother," Rosa whimpered, edging away from her brother. She drew her white paw to her chest, as if that would defend her from something. Something dark. Something cruel.
Something was wrong.
"Mother!" she cried, racing as if death were chasing her. "Mother, something's wrong with Lucius!"

Marina gazed at her daughter. Her eyes like the cloudless sky had lost the brightness they had once had. "Where is he?"
"Not far from the log," Rosa managed feebly. "He won't get up!"

Chapter 3: Your Fault

Marina followed her daughter to the rock, Lucius still lay in the same stiff position. "Lucius!" the mother smili wailed, nudging the cub. He didn't move. "Rosa, he's dead."

Rosa felt her heart pound in her ears. Lucius was dead. His voice - the one like his father's - echoed in her mind. <"What's wrong, Rosa?" She would never hear those words again.

Marina twisted around to look at her daughter. "Rosa, what happened?"

Rosa felt as if she couldn't speak for a moment. "What do I do? What do I do?" her mind screamed. "We - we were playfighting. And Lucius," she paused. The cub felt pain at even speaking her brother's name. "He scratched me. It drew blood and all, but it didn't hurt that much." She explained, trying to hide the injury on her cheek. "Then I - I chased him," she paused again, trying to word her thoughts. "And I bit him. Like how he scratched me. Nothing serious, honest!"

Marina's eyes narrowed. "Rosa, that's a lie and you know it."
"No, it's not!" Rosa protested frantically. "I don't understand, Mother. How could he be dead?"
"Vicious cub!" growled Marina. "Why are you lying? Did you do this to him?"
"No - at least, I don't think I did."
"You're lying! Lying! It is your fault that Lucius is dead!"
Rosa's heart drummed in her chest. She didn't dare to speak.

The mother smili's fury seemed to subside for a moment. "No, I understand now. You are poisonous. Like the snakes." Marina shook her head as if in defeat, raising her gaze to the sky. "There have been tales of ones like you, Rosa. Some say that they are evil, seeking only to kill." Marina made a noise that sounded like a laugh. "What a fool I was. I should've allowed your father to take you with him, little snake."

Rosa was no longer confused. She understood now. Her father had wanted to take her - but her mother had not wanted it so. He left without either Lucius or Rosa, and Rosa now desperately wished she had joined him. "Mother, I'm sorry," she whispered.

"It is too late - Ro - no, that is not your name." The adult smili's gaze lowered to her paws, then to Rosa in a split second. "It is Venom."
Venom.
Rosa knew that word. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be true.
"Mother, please," Rosa begged in a whisper, approaching her mother on silent paws.

Marina snapped back, launching into a lunge. "Leave, Venom! You are not my cub! You are a monster in my Rosa's place! What happened to my Rosa?"
"I am Rosa!" Rosa insisted. "I am Rosa, Mother!"
"Go, now!"

Rosa turned and fled on shaking legs. How could this be happening? She turned once to see her final vision of her beloved mother - Marina was snarling, determined to believe that her cub had been replaced by a monster.

***

Rosa's yellow eyes fluttered open. She sighed, casting wary glances at her surroundings as if making sure she was where she believed she ought be. Yes, she was where she expected. Lounging on a lichen-covered log, as far away from other smilis as possible.

But the dream she had had. How she detested it! How she wished is was only a bad dream!
In truth, it was no dream.
It was a memory.

Known only to those as an evil creature called Venom, the Destroyer of Cubs, Rosa had achieved almost a mythological status. Rosa was an exile and an enemy.

And yet, she carried on. She remembered one who did love her. Father. She would find him, and he would not hate her. He would look after her. And she would find somewhere else where Venom's fame had not spread.

She would find happiness.

A picture you drew:

[Sheba Tigercat]

Picture: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/oekaki/i ... auto&rev=4
Name: None Yet
Species: Leoshark (My own species...I have a page about them somewhere)
Link to lineart: My Own
Any extra conditions?: None.

Donations aren't open right now. But, you can wait til the end of the round after the code drop and than repost it.

Ok thanks.

[birdie,]

I would like to adopt!
Number:
21
Picture:

Name:
Josie
Species:
Dog; Silken Windhound.
Personality:
Josie is a loving dog, with a horrible past, but she still
manages to brighten up everyone's day, even when she
couldn't brighted up her own. She is very kind, but she
keeps her distence from male dogs. She never really
holds grudges and wonders why some people hold them
even when it happened so long ago.
Likes:
Fetching, running, herding, butterflys, and many kinds of berries.
Dislikes:
Grudgy people, cows, grapes, mosqitoes, flys, and males flonting their skills.
Background:

"Mom, mom," a little human girl yelled, "Selene had her pups!" The little
girl beconed her mother to come outside. "Hurry!" She yelled full of axienty.
"I'm coming I'm coming, hold your horses!" The mother told her child, she stood up
and followed the hyper girl into the barn. The barn smelled of milk, the chickens
crowed irettibly, and the cows mooed rhythimicly, the horses stomped their hooves
and whineyed. Karron, the human mother, kneeled next to selen; the mother dog,
"oh, they're beautiful," Karron whispered. The hyper human child bounced up and down
"Hayley, settle." Karron told the girl. "Yes mother," Hayley said, she gripped her hands to each
other and looked down at the pups and unleashed a smile "I like that one," Hayley pointed her index
finger at a female cream colored dog, "I'll call her...Jacey? Jamey? No, I'll call her Josie,". The cream
colored pup lifted her head "Yeah, Josie." Ten-year-old Hayley smiled and sat next to selen and the pups. (This is josie's dream.)
~
Josie opened her eyes, the dream she had was a joiceful memory. She stood up and yawned then streached.
Hayley was eating her breakfast, the now Fithteen year-old girl whistled for josie to come to her. Josie stood
up and ran to the kitchen. She looked up at hayley and whined. Hayley laughed and put down a plate of breakfast
for josie. Josie gobled up her breakfast, obiously egar for the day to begin. Hayley looked down at her josie "Oh, presious Josie...Come on!" Hayley grabbed her converse forcing them on, then she stood up and ran out the screen door of the house. Josie sat in a transe, like the words hayley had said stuned her.
~
"Oh, presious, story-less humming-bird...Go out-side and begin your story, come on." Selen said as she stood up exspecting her pup; Josie, to follow.
~
Josie shook her head ending the day-dream. Com'on josie, pull your self together, you've got a frisbe compation to win in a few days, stop thinking of the past! Josie thoght as she walked out the door. Hayley stood outside, a hand on her hip, and in the other hand she held a blood red frisbe. Josie ran up to her master, but before she could get to hayley a large group of cattle passed her by. Foster; Josie's brother, chased them along side with Collen; Hayley's brother, who was on a large black stallion. "Hey sis," Foster barked as he passed her. "Um, hi carter," Josie muttered as she looked at the ground trying not to make eye contact with the cattle.
~
"Josie, run!" Selen barked the rain poored down on the dark tradgic night. "Mommy, but I'm scared!" Josie retorted as she tried to keep her feet out of the deep rain puttles. "You don't need to be scared josie! I'll be okay, just get to Hayley and the others!" Selen barked. Josie stood still tears went across her face, it wasn't noticable since the rain was pooring down, but josie's exspretion was certain that she was bursting tears. "Mama, I love you!" Josie closed he eyes and waited for an answer. "Josie, I love you with all my soul and heart, now run!" Selen barked to josie, then she turned around and growled and barked at the cattle trying to keep them in the barn. Josie nodded and looked at the ground "Please don't die." She whispered to herself then she darted off to the house. A few hours passes and Josie lied next to the fire, the flood was nearly over. Karron and Michel paced back and forth while Hayley and Colled sat on seperate chairs stareing out the window "I hope she's alright." Hayley whispered she closed her eyes and tried to stay calm.
Eiiiiiiiitttttttttttttt
A dog like noise scared the family.
"Mom!" Josie barked.
"Okay, the rain is gone, Hayley and Collen stay here." Karron said and ran out while Michel followed. What they saw shocked them, Selen lied dead on the floor, a hoove imprint on her right side of her face. "Nooo!" Karron screamed, she fell to her knees and sobbed. Michel put a hand on Karron's shoulder, tears drizzled down his face as well.
~
Josie opened her eyes, she felt as if she were already crying. She took a deep breth and walked up to hayley. Josie barked up at hayley, wanting her to toss the frisbe. Hayley nodded then pulled her arm back as far as she could nd tossed the frisbe. Josie ran after in as fast as she could, she kicked up grass as she ran. Then she jumped at an incredible height. She had caught the frisbe. Hayle stood in astonishment. "We're ready." Hayley mumbled. Josie wagged her tail and revealed a smile only a dog could do.
~
"Jooooossssieee!" Hayley called. Josie slumped off the couch and into the kitchen. "Here you go jos," Hayley filled josie's bowl with chicken. Josie at it quickly and looked up at hayley and smiled. That had been the first time josie preformed an actual smile.
~
Josie shook her head and jumped into the flatbed truck. Collen drove the truck while Hayley satin the pasenger seat holding the frisbe in her lap. The day had fanished as the group vanished into the sunset.
A picture you drew:

[Lirrie]

I now it just says pic you drew but are we allowed to have two?

[Ranua]

That's a good question...

[Dogs Can Bark]

I would like to adopt!
Number: #10
Picture:

Name: Fabrizio
Species: Flying Fox Bat
Personality: Fabrizio is a very loving, clever bat. He has a real sense of being, and easily tells what others are feeling. Fabrizio will put others before himself, and even then might search for more to stand for before tending to himself. Most others of his kind might rely more so on their senses, but Fabrizio will take note of all past memories and put them to use.
Likes: Other animal's company, night, the color purple, fabric, paper, shiny rocks
Dislikes: Owls, bright colors, plastic, shingled houses
Background: Fabrizio was born to a small bat concentration in a cave in Belize. Far from any human. Their had been larger colonies of bats all around them, but none with exotic colors just like Fabrizio's large extended family. Their markings told of their status, and their story. All of the bats like him were less likely to be eaten by the large owls, night-dwelling birds of prey, and snakes because of their odd colors mimicked the poisonous animals. For the first years of his life the bat stayed there, enjoying the spoils of life in a aboundant forest. The many animals different animals he was accoustomed to. When humans came to look within the cave, they came across normal bats, then Fabrizio's family. They were simply astonished, and so were the bats to see new creatures in their cave. Curiously, the juvinile bats had snooped around the human's camp. Soon enough, Fabrizio and the others found them on a cross-country journey to the United States.
A picture you drew:

[Fake Diamond]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 18
Picture:
Name: Adamine (Scandinavian feminine form of Hebrew Adam, meaning "earth" or "red.")
Species: Horse
Breed: Shes mostly Akhal Teke but her mother was part Arabian and her father part American Paint so shes a Mix
Personality: Adamine is a strong free mare she can be firence in battles and soft to the foals, she also has her moody days when she goes off into the forest ignoring everyone and everything. Shes very loyal to her Herd and is willing to die for it when needed ,as a Beta mare she always thinks of others before hearself. Adamine is very soft and clam and loves to help others
Likes:
-She loves earthy stuff like flowers and rocks, she has a large collection of herbs and flowers.
-mild sunny summer days when its warm but not too warm.
- From time to time she likes splashing around in water like a foal
- She might Not be so young but she still likes to flirt
- Having such a high rank in the herd shes in ((shes The Beta and The Healer))
Dislikes:
- Fire she hates fire and is scared of it thats her only weakness
- rainy days as its soo gloomy and boring and you get wet
- If someones really hurt and she cannot help them
- foals sometimes as they annoy her
- Fighting shes good at it but hates hurting others
Background: Adamine had a pretty much simple life, she was born in a small herd her mother and father were the leaders of the herd, she also has a sister named Adine. Her family was quiet unusal it was said that 'Each memeber of The Alheke family had an Element' her mother used to say that to her when she was younger. She can also remeber her mother say that shes the 'Earth' and her sister is the 'Fire'. her mother soon died of a dieses and her father got killed in a stallion battel, she was left with her sister and the herd, she was very young and wasent old enough to lead a herd so she and her sister runed away leaving the herd behid. They soon found another herd to join, Adamine soon started her training to be a healer. She learnt all her skills from an elderly mare that soon passed away leaving Admine as a healer, she was half way through her training soo at first she wasent very good but soon she hearself found better ways to heal others.
A picture you drew: I might try later but it will be rubbish :/

Editing

[calphina]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 26.
Picture:
Name: Malika
Species: Smili
Personality: Very shy due to her impaired tail growth,but she is also very kind once she gets to know the other Smili or creature
Likes: She loves to Climb up on a cliff and watch everything below her, right before she pounces on her prey, her favortite food is also dessert hare
Dislikes: She only dislikes other Smili because she is jelous of their tails, coyotes, scorpions
Background
Milika is a shy Smili..she grew up in a forest not far from the rainforest..but one day while her parents were away gathering food humans came to the forest and almost crushed her and her siblings..so before she even got her colors her parents moved Malika and her sibblings to an abandoned scrub area...where less humans would travel. The Place she lives now is mostly dessert, with lil bushes of vegitation here and there, her bright coloring to her fur allows her to blend in and catch her prey...though you will mostly find her lounging on a cliff high above her other familiy member...since her tail is shorter than normal it takes her a bit longer to climb..but she thinks the work is worth the view.

Although she dislikes other Smili's she still likes to watch them from high above, sometimes she befriends some of them...but they usually steer clear of her cause of her tail, so she is pretty much a loner. Now that she is an adult she lives far away from her family, she inhereted her short tail from her mother, who was the only one who understood the diffuculty it cause with climbing and catching prey...but now she has no one to talk to cause a pack of coyotes snuck up on her mother one night, because they were too close to where the pack was resting...and now she is no longer with Milika. That is why when ever Milika sees even one coyote she usually hisses at it and walks in the other direction...she will never trust those vicious canines.

A picture you drew:Working on one