Tough as Nails Adoption (Closed for renovations!)

[mokapi]

Forms are due...Saturday, correct?

[Atwood]

They're due one week from when the adoptions were put up, which was May 23 (Sunday), forum-time, so that will make it May 30 by forum time. :3 The forms will probably be collected in about 90 hours, if my math is correct.

[mokapi]

Alright, thank you!

[rainingdarkness]

Oh, jeez. X3 I'm not sure I'll have enough time to finish my form, I work tomorrow.

[Tripp]

I would like to adopt!
Kennel number: 20
Picture:
Name: Midoriko
Breed: red panda
Gender: female
Age: 2 years old
Length from head to base of tail: 24 inches
Tail length: 40 inches
Weight: 10 pounds
place of birth: Kyoto, Japan
Mother: yuki
Father: Tisho
Brothers: mochi & Mika

Likes: Being alone, Night time, water, moon & stars, lore/myths of times past, reading, Bamboo.

Dislikes: getting to warm or cold, loud noises, those who think to highly of themselves,

Secret wishes: Finding a mate & making a family, finding others who like things she likes, a better napping place.

Attitude: Midoriko is very cold around those who she doesn’t know. She dislikes being around a large (4+) of people. Though she isn’t shy, she just plainly dislikes others. She has no problem telling one how it is, nor does she back off form a fright. Evanescence is most happy when she’s curled up with a book and a bamboo shoot in front of her. She will go after those she finds annoying as well as those who just don’t know how to shut up.

True, she does have a darker meaner side, which most see, she is actually nice. Over the years of abuse she had received from others in the bamboo grove, Midoriko had been the butt of every joke, thus making her over sensitive to what others say and making her act tough so no one would dare make her the butt of jokes again. To those who can actually see past the cold, seemingly heartless ways, they are able to see a scared little cub who just wants friends.

She adores cubs/kits in general babies, and has a secret wish to be a mother herself. She also wishes to be like her mother, someone who is loved by all and someone everyone would be willing to talk to, not make fun of and protect.

Bio:Two years ago, in a small bamboo grove, lay a litter of red panda cubs nestled close to a small river the led in to a waterfall. The mother of this kits were a pure snowy white, many of the villagers that lived near buy thought the white panda had come from the gods themselves.

Midoriko was born along side two other males, though she was the lightest and smallest of the group, she was also the eldest.

Not to long after her birth did the villagers believe the gods had blessed their small village once more, for Midoriko had smokey grey with white markings around her small frame. The villagers believe that tsuki-yomi had come down from the heavens and brought forth a lucky charm.

While still young, but no longer depending on her mother, a few of the villagers stole her from her den. Carried her as if she was a new born to a small hut, that resembled and old whether worn shrine, surrounded by a lake that the small river had emptied in to.

For weeks, the villagers brought her many gifts, some of which she had mo clue as to what they were. She had revived gold collars, foods from the forest that were said to belong to the gods, she had gotten as much as anything else, preys.

10 months passed by when a rusted colored fox with 3 tails trotted over to the shrine from the long dock that reached from land to the shrine. Sniffing around the doorway, the fox tried to figure out what goods were in this broken down building. The noise of the fox braking in, woke the young Midoriko, in return startled the fox.

“good sire, may I ask as the business of your intrusion?” she asked, her tail curled across the front of her body, covering her feet. She stared in to the fox's eyes, awaiting a reply.

The fox smiled, a fake grin that covered a more darker version, he looked back up to the small panda. “child, are you not to young to be away from your mother?” he cocked his head to the left side, while taking a more relaxed sitting posture, warping his tails around his front paws.

“Forgive me but I have not seen my mother in many a months. I was taken while sleeping” she sighed deeply, the sorrow of that night's events weighed heavy on her mind. She glanced out one of the broken windows. The moon was almost gone.

The fox glanced behind the panda, a grin ripped through his muzzle, reaching his ears. He saw not only gold, put food, food that he would never have been able to gain in the wild. He trotted over to the panda, with his sly grin. A malevolent plan had been formed in his mind. “my dear child” he through one paw over her shoulder. She looked at him, “I'll make you an offer, you give me your things” his head nodded in the gold's direction” and I will take you to see your mother.”

after a few more months, Midoriko realized that no matter how much she asked, the fox just didn't seem motivated enough to take her. The fox had grown fat from the food villagers brought for midoriko. Yet he still had the noose of her mother hanging around her throat. It wouldn't be until months later before she finally gained enough strength to through out the fox and run from her jail.

She had finally returned back to her home, excitement took hold of every muscle in her small body, as she jumped over the hills. On the last hill however, told a different tale. She stood there in her tracks, at the site of not her home, but that of another breed. Her bamboo grove had turned in to a small village, her mother, brothers, her live was gone, she had become an empty mass of fur. Walking through the village, taking in all memories of what the land once looked like.

She stopped at another small shrine, she sighed deeply, her breath was shaky and emotionless, almost empty. Though before she could get on the first step, a small, tailless dog bit down on her tail. She yelped and whipped around, the small dog was a bit taller then she, though not by much, he had ears that would make a kit envy him, his legs were short and stumpy, the stub of his tail moved in a wagging motion. She had never laid eyes on such a beast.

“who are you” he barked, his snarl seemed more amusing then it was evil, or fearsome. Her ears went close to her head as she snapped back, “i should ask you, what happened to my home?” both had bristled down the spine, both's ears were back. Before the dog could snap a remark back, a young girl in odd clothing yelled his name. The dog known as Masen, seemed to be more amused with the youth rather then her. The young girl looked at Midoriko, a smile seemed to light up her entire face, as she moved fast to pick up the young panda.

“well, I say, you have to be the cutest-” she paused and looked down at the dog, the a smile hit her face once more, “second cutest thing I have ever seen.” the girl cradled midoriko close, like a baby, against her shoulder, ever so lightly petting her back.

The girl ran back to her hut, her parents wore different close, a lot similar to the girls, on the right, there was two more humans who wore more clothes which seemed to fit the time better in japan. The women smiled with a bit of sorrow in the mix. “my, child, what do you have?” the girl smiled, “i have a kitty, I found her in front of the shrine” she beamed with pure happiness, then she turned to her parents. “mama, may I please have her, there is nothing like her in England”

the women whom spoke first looked at the girl's mother “what the child has, is known as a red panda. Though I believe she is the only daughter to the white panda that use to roam this part of the land a year back.” the women continued to explain about her.

In the end, the mother allowed her daughter to keep midoriko, though she never left japan. Midoriko, may not have found her true home, but she still holds her mother's love deep inside.


Picture I drew of her :
Its Suppose to look like a wood art painting .__.

[ki-neko animura]

ooo i like 17 16 and 5

[iPawki]

How much time left? I still need to draw and make a background.... o.O

EDIT: Never mind, I must hurry up. xP

[Pharaoh]

I Would LOVE To Adopt!

They Call Me Edulis "Eddie"
I'm A Male
And A Melon Dog
Number 5

Personality: Name's Edulis, but you can just call me Eddie. I'm a crazy, half-fruit dog. Yes, a Melon Dog. I've got a personality that is hard to match in any circumstance. I'm crazy, wild, fun, a bit nutty, and entirely wild. Yeah, I'm basically a sweet guy meets a sugary treat. Like chocolate meets milk and makes hot cocoa? I dunno. Guess you could say I'm pretty random, ideas as wild as birds and as free as the wind. Of course, what can you expect from a creature of legend? Or, well, a creature made of fruit. Sort of made of. Yeah, I think I'm getting off-topic again. Anyway, you know what I'm like well enough... So how about some history?


Background: I was made in a factory... Not! Yeah, I'm sure everyone's so happy to hear another story from a lab. So I'll humor you and let you know I come from otherwise. I was actually born on a backcountry farm. Haha, yeah, exactly! I was born in the ground, as a Watermelon. But one day a strange rock fell from a meteor shower, and it landed in the middle of a fairly large patch of watermelon. Right overtop of me, which turned me into a strange dog of watermelon base. I grew fur and bones and muscles, but had the fruity appearance and aroma of the favored melon snack. It was a rather strange occurrence, I guess, but it seemed perfectly normal to newborn me. Of course, I wasn't the only bit of food brought to life. There was another mystery rock that feel over a patch of strawberries, forming a Strawberry Cat. There were also some more pups, one lemon and one lime, and another dog like me made of mango. We were spread out across the world, as the meteors had fallen all over. So far we're the only ones found, but I'm pretty sure there are more of us out there somewhere. Obviously the strange happenings wouldn't produce so few a new species as us.

Anyway, back to my life story. I came out f the ground and sucked in a fresh breath of air, spitting out a few seeds as I did so. I then went on to walk about, still partially connected to vines and leaves and such. Eventually they broke off, or I bit them off, and I became my own creature. A creature of alien happening, you see. I was awake and eager to explore the wide range of earth that I'd grown up in. After a few failed conversations with some cantaloupe and a frightening encounter with a strange creature I later learned was a bird, I was off to a fairly good start. I came across a large building full of people as the sun began to rise, all working on various parts of machinery. They were washing and stamping and labeling and packaging the fruits and vegetables quite well and fast-paced. I just had to cause trouble, though, and figured out how to turn off the machinery. But all the poor food was so scared it couldn't move! At least, that's what I thought. Then I finally came to realize that none of it was alive. I was terrified and alone in the world, and after a narrow escape from the factory I began to walk alone. I found my own way.

As I walked, I discovered I was raised on one coast. The other, exact opposite coast, was where I decided I'd head. If I wasn't eaten, mashed up into jam, or somehow otherwise killed, I'd figure out where to go from there. As I walked, I entered a strange state of a harsh desert climate. Following a famous mountain ridge line, I ran into my first companion. It was in the garden of one house that I met her. She was a Strawberry Cat, and a very beautiful feline at that. The owners of the house had a wild strawberry vine growing along one doorway, and the rock had happened to land there and bring one lonely little strawberry to life. I was so excited to have finally met a new friend, and we were instantly close. Never tighter, actually. Like we came from the same vine, even though we knew we didn't. But something about us was so close, and a mutual friendship was created. We decided that since neither of us had anyone else, we'd have each other to look after. We'd care for each other, and if ever the need arose, we'd give our life for one another. Yeah, we became good friends.

However, we didn't decide this for quite some time. Not until we passed the midway point of our journey. For the most of our time together, we bickered and argued about everything. We were so opposite, and we hardly had any respect for each other. And then, eventually, we came to understand and love each other very much; love as in the bond of siblings, not anything else. We were merely friends. We traveled together, ate and slept together, and we became the best of friends. This friendship lasted until we came across the twins. One lemon, one lime, both from the same rock. What had happened was several years ago a practical joke had been played on a young couple. They had a lemon tree orchard, but one day one of their cousins decided to plant a single lime tree. It had grown well for years, and the couple had used it to their advantage. They'd split their orchard into lemon and lime trees and made quite a profit. Now, the rock had fallen from the sky and shattered on the roof of the couple's house, tumbling down either side of the building to land in the trees of a lemon and a lime. And thus, the Citrus Twins were born.

They really took a liking to us, but not so much as we kept going. We were never their favorite. Not too many weeks after we met them the gang came across a Mango Dog. She never told us where she was from, or how she was born, though we all know she's from a mango. And even if she was headed the opposing direction from us, after meeting the twins she fell instantly in love. She just had to come with us. A few days later I discovered a small, elderly woman's home, and she had a greenhouse where she grew many exotic fruits, including mangos, bananas, papayas, and others. We only met Aya the Mango Dog, though, and we were content just as well. We all continued as our own crazy little band for a while, until we finally ended up along a river. Following it for a while, we've reached present day. We're still following it, hoping to reach its end and the ocean. Maybe then I'll really know my true purpose, and what I should do with my strange and fruity life.

Other: Finally done! Hope you like it. It's hard to think up a story for a dog made of/to look like fruit.

[Lirrie]

How much time do we have left

[mokapi]

How much time do we have left

I think I'm correct in saying the code drop is tonight/tomorrow morning? D: Sunday. xD