Tough as Nails Adoption (Closed for renovations!)

[SilverHund]

Sorry about that. Can't wait to see some new donations (not that I don't like the current ones)!

[Nuky 101]

Sorry, almost done with my thread!

[Nuky 101]

I would like to adopt!
Number: (I don't see one.... maybe I'm blind.)
Picture:
Name: Blood
Species: Wolf
Personality: She's sort-of quiet and shy, but once you get to know her she'll open up to you and trust you- and you don't want to lose that trust.
Likes: Quiet, peaceful, steak, having fun, and getting art.
Dislikes: Loud, noisy, sneaky, dis-trust worthy people. Only people she knows and has opened up to are friends of hers.
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.) "Blood!" her mother cried. "Get out of here!" "Mama, Papa!" Blood cried. "Your mother's right, run!" her dad called. The fire was starting to spread closer to her. Her mother's usually black pelt was turning red from the fire and heat. Blood reluctantly started to run around and she turned around still running, tears in her eyes, just in time to see her parents get smothered by flames. "Mama! Papa!" her eyes stung with the salty feeling of fresh tears. Then, as soon as it had started, the forest fire stopped. "Are you ok?" Blood ran back. She nearly stopped breathing as she say her parents un-moving bodies laying on the ground- burned. "No!" Blood ran up and nudged her mother. Her mom didn't move. "Dad?" Blood ran over and nudged him on his flank. Nothing. Blood, scared, angry, and sad, started to run. She didn't know where she was going to go, all that mattered now was getting away. Away from the hunters, who had dropped the match that had started the fire. Away from the bodies of her dead parents. Blood ran for days and days. She finally got out of the forest. All of a sudden she heard banging, followed by yelling. She whirled around to find hunters running toward her. She wanted to run. but her feet wouldn't move. She was scared, yet she was growling. She wanted to run and be free, but she growled and the fur on her neck. They...killed.....my...parents... she thought. Suddenly, she did move. But not the way she wanted to. She ran towards the hunters. Some fired..but missed. blood ran towards them growling and snapping. The hunters dropped their guns and started to run back to the forest. Blood grabbed one of the hunters' pant's legs and pulled. She heard a satisfying rip as the pants tore. No, she didn't harm the hunter but, he was terrified and ran even faster. Another hunter was slowing down. Blood chomped on his ankle. Not hard, just enough to call blood, and make him scream and step on it. "Mad wolf!" one yelled. Blood chased them until they were in the forest. Blood went back to the part of the pants that tore off and started shredding it. It made her feel better. She swore revenge on those hunters. She swore for her parents sake. She's quiet because, she misses them. Those hunters later died later because, they foolishly ran into a pack of wolfs' home, waving their guns and shouting. It wasn't Blood's pack but, when she heard, she went out and thanked them. She now has calmed down and realized she sometimes lets her emotions control her. But, to end this, I'd like to say, she's sweet and funny, and one of the best wolfs you'll ever meet! (If she'll open up to you)...
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.
I'm not really a good drawer and I already did the history... So, I think I'll skip this one. (Also, my background is 473 words!)

[Lirrie]

I would like to adopt!
Number: (I don't see one.... maybe I'm blind.)
Picture:
Name: Blood
Species: Wolf
Personality: She's sort-of quiet and shy, but once you get to know her she'll open up to you and trust you- and you don't want to lose that trust.
Likes: Quiet, peaceful, steak, having fun, and getting art.
Dislikes: Loud, noisy, sneaky, dis-trust worthy people. Only people she knows and has opened up to are friends of hers.
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.) "Blood!" her mother cried. "Get out of here!" "Mama, Papa!" Blood cried. "Your mother's right, run!" her dad called. The fire was starting to spread closer to her. Her mother's usually black pelt was turning red from the fire and heat. Blood reluctantly started to run around and she turned around still running, tears in her eyes, just in time to see her parents get smothered by flames. "Mama! Papa!" her eyes stung with the salty feeling of fresh tears. Then, as soon as it had started, the forest fire stopped. "Are you ok?" Blood ran back. She nearly stopped breathing as she say her parents un-moving bodies laying on the ground- burned. "No!" Blood ran up and nudged her mother. Her mom didn't move. "Dad?" Blood ran over and nudged him on his flank. Nothing. Blood, scared, angry, and sad, started to run. She didn't know where she was going to go, all that mattered now was getting away. Away from the hunters, who had dropped the match that had started the fire. Away from the bodies of her dead parents. Blood ran for days and days. She finally got out of the forest. All of a sudden she heard banging, followed by yelling. She whirled around to find hunters running toward her. She wanted to run. but her feet wouldn't move. She was scared, yet she was growling. She wanted to run and be free, but she growled and the fur on her neck. They...killed.....my...parents... she thought. Suddenly, she did move. But not the way she wanted to. She ran towards the hunters. Some fired..but missed. blood ran towards them growling and snapping. The hunters dropped their guns and started to run back to the forest. Blood grabbed one of the hunters' pant's legs and pulled. She heard a satisfying rip as the pants tore. No, she didn't harm the hunter but, he was terrified and ran even faster. Another hunter was slowing down. Blood chomped on his ankle. Not hard, just enough to call blood, and make him scream and step on it. "Mad wolf!" one yelled. Blood chased them until they were in the forest. Blood went back to the part of the pants that tore off and started shredding it. It made her feel better. She swore revenge on those hunters. She swore for her parents sake. She's quiet because, she misses them. Those hunters later died later because, they foolishly ran into a pack of wolfs' home, waving their guns and shouting. It wasn't Blood's pack but, when she heard, she went out and thanked them. She now has calmed down and realized she sometimes lets her emotions control her. But, to end this, I'd like to say, she's sweet and funny, and one of the best wolfs you'll ever meet! (If she'll open up to you)...
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.
I'm not really a good drawer and I already did the history... So, I think I'll skip this one. (Also, my background is 473 words!)

Not yet nuky XD you cant start yet.

[Rainbow Dash]

Nuky: That character has not been accepted yet. Wait until we put up donations.

[Nuky 101]

Oh, sorry , I'll re-post it when it's time.

[broken*]

did anyone like my donation back on page 384?

[SilverHund]

She doesn't take eye-blinding colors like that one. No offense.

[Rainbow Dash]

did anyone like my donation back on page 384?

Chat goes on the fanclub thread.

If it's not a donation form, it doesn't belong here.

[broken*]

She doesn't take eye-blinding colors like that one. No offense.

I took it off, no offense to anyone but since that inda color isn't liked here does anyone mind if i donate it somewhere else?