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[lunarchy]

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: Lunarchy
Codeword: HYPER BEAM
Litter #: 82
Pixel Pup #: 3
Name: Glow
Other: thanks so much!

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: Lunarchy
Codeword: Patterns
Litter #: 83
Pixel Pup #: 1
Name: Violet
Other: thanks so much!

[f1owercrown]

I want to leave a Pixel Pup!
Username: f1owercrown
Pixel Pup's picture:

Other: *coughs* I know I just adopted this little guy but I saw the raffle results and I'm hella ecstatic with my bunpup so I'll just give this little pup to someone who'd love them more, yay <3 (It's been a good 1 hour, little puppy. Hope it finds a good home. c: )

[2FrostyPaws]

Writing competition!
4/23-4/29
All you have to do is write a backstory or species bio for this Lion Mane trait! It'll be our newest species line, made by hashtag! The only requirement is to make it at least 5 sentences and to PM me it. You'll get credit for your entry on the species info page.

There'll be prizes of course! 1st place gets 20 cherries and a myo custom ticket! 2nd place gets 20 cherries and a random rare PP! 3rd place gets 10 cherries and a random common/uncommon PP!

After lots of considering, the winners are f1owercrown, holmes221B, and cat_whiskers.!
This was really hard to decide, and all of the entries are great! There were 8 entries in total, and only 3 places-so yeah, very hard to decide! I chose the winners based on how much I like the story/bio, and how well they are written! Effort is included as well. Thank you for entering, reading all of the stories you guys wrote was fun! If there's another writing competition, you should definitely enter!
EDIT: I need to PM the prizes .D.

~The top 3 entries~
f1owercrown's entry:
You enter the library, hoping to find something to aid your research. As you look through the biology section, you find a dusty book entitled 'A Case Study on a Southern Species of Lion (And Other Stories)'. You open it at its first page and read that it's a journal written by William Lionmane, a lion researcher (funny the coincidence of his name and his interest match, huh?). Curious what this man about 'other stories', you decide to sit down and flip through some pages.

Day 1.

Good day, dear journal!

I am WIlliam Lionmane, a researcher working on the study of a new species of lion found in the south. I'm currently in my room on a deluxe ship, on my way to the island where my studies would take place. I have with me my young assistant, Connie (she could be a bit clumsy, but I found her passion for animals to be commendable), and my two dogs, Max and Ginger (lovely dogs who love to wag their tails, may I add!). I know it's far fetched bringing dogs on this journey, but I believe they'll be a great asset once I start looking for lions. Dogs are such great sniffers.

...Ah, there goes the bell, it must be supper time. I have to feed the dogs, and I must wake up Connie, as she's a very heavy sleeper. 'Til next time!

Day 25.

Hello, journal!

After getting myself comfortable around the island asking people information about the new species of lion, I decided to take my dogs out for a walk around the forest, which was where locals say hid the new species of lion. Max hadn't been particularly sniffing anything related to my research, but I believe Ginger's on to something. Earlier she had found shed lion hair scattered in one area, and she's probably adjusted herself to the scent of lions by now, which should be very useful. Hopefully the two of them get acquainted with searching for this species of lion. It just makes it easier to find the lions and observe from up close!

Well, that's all for today. I should help Connie prepare dinner.

Day 59.

My, Ginger is such a cooperative dog! She can follow the scent of lions very well, I've taken multiple samples of lion footprints and other things the lions may have interacted with. I've furthered my studies by Ginger's findings, which makes me glad. Sometimes, I'd like to think Ginger is a long-lost part of these pack of lions because of how well-adjusted she seems to be with finding them. Max, on the other hand... well, he's a slow learner, but Ginger is guiding him. She just tends to leave him sometimes when Ginger starts to get riled up. Ah, dogs. Max will learn soon too, and he'll have his shining moment, albeit being outshone by Ginger now.

Oh dear, Connie's asking for a statistical analysis of today's findings. I'll cut this short; until next time!

Day 97.

Would you like the good news, or the bad news first? I know plenty tell the bad news first, but chronologically, the good news did happen first, so I'll mention that first.

Today, with the help of Ginger, I finally set up cameras around the forest in order to capture footage of the lions and observe them even during nighttime. Huge accomplishment, and I believe I've set them in places they frequently flock to!

As for the bad news... basically, I lost Ginger. Ah, that was so hard to write down. What happened earlier was that, while crouching and setting up the cameras, I had Ginger's leash on my right wrist while she was sniffing the forest floor. Eventually, I think she caught a scent of the lions, and she got so riled up that she started running and her leash pulled my hand, which caught me by surprise. Before I could regain my composure, the leash slipped from my wrist and she sprinted like a bullet! Ginger ran away as fast as she could before I even stood up, and when I did, she was already out of my sight.

Oh my goodness gracious. What am I going to do without her?

The journal continues with figures, drawings, and statistics about the species of lion studied, but you've got yourself hooked up with the story about Ginger that you skip all of these. Finally, you find another journal entry unrelated to the main research.

Day 136.

Oh, journal. Sometimes I hate thinking about Ginger, and instead of writing about what I researched today, I'll just say that today was just one of those days that reminded me of her. It's hard catching her on camera as she knows where I placed them (she was with me when I was setting them up, after all), but today I believe I saw a portion of her foot in the footage. I quickly took Max with me to the forest and let him sniff it out, and I thought he had a lead on Ginger but he'd only been finding trails of lions. Not that that's wholly bad! I'm glad Max is getting used to finding lions, but I suppose he hasn't very much adjusted to Ginger's scent. Consider the fact, too, that the forest is really huge and Ginger is just one dog compared to the numerous lions scattered about leaving trails.

Connie, with her messed hair and coffee breath, told me that sometimes animals just like being in the wild more than being domesticated. I just nodded along; I didn't want her to feel as bad as I do.

I wasn't able to bring home Ginger, but I was able to bring home samples of lion droppings. I'll sample them now, so as to take my mind off of her.

A chunk of journal entries about the research continue. It takes you very long before you settle with one journal entry that sounded a bit odd.

Day 370.

I just saw the craziest thing today.

While watching footage of today's camera takings, I noticed a really small figure tread along the forest floor. It seemed incapable of walking as it stumbled many times across the view of the camera. It didn't seem like it was a baby lion of sorts, as its stature was relatively smaller to what I've seen so far with most of the lion cubs of the species, its actions weren't much feline-like, and its tail was fluffy and wagging (some aspects I don't believe a feline has or does). I decided to go to the forest with Max, however we couldn't find whatever that entity was. It wasn't normal, that's for sure. Probably a terrible mutation? Connie thinks so; I have yet to draw conclusions, though.

Day 394.

I cannot contain my happiness anymore; today I shall celebrate! Why, you ask, journal? Let me start from early this morning.

For weeks I had not seen the mutation I wrote about before, but when I woke up today to watch the footage from last night, I saw it once more, but this time more pronounced. I was sure it was not a lion cub, for it ran without a feline's grace, but with assertiveness like an alpha dog of sorts. I had to know what it was, I believe it would crucial to my research if I had found a mutation among the species of lion I was researching. Scientific breakthrough, I should say!

I brought Max and Connie along to the forest, as I needed all hands on deck if I wanted to look for it. I had Connie by binoculars and Max sniffing. Though I'll confess I wasn't very confident that Max would be able to trace the trail of the said lion mutation, today he started dragging me around as I was holding his leash. I had no idea where he was taking me at first, but at one point he ran so fast that I gripped his leash, and he took me to a clearing in the forest, a place I had not seen yet (which shocked me, considering I thought I knew the forest from the back of my hand by now, but I suppose the forest if a very, very vast place). My eyes immediately widened to the sight, and I could not contain myself.

In the area was only one lion, a male. Beside him was, oh my goodness, Ginger! Ginger had, all this time, been living with the pack of lions when she ran away from me, and I'm surprised the pack accepted her and she seemed unharmed. To complete the picture, there was a cub running around the two, and I'll say that this was the mutation the camera footage caught this morning. Up close, it was a very unusual mutation: a male puppy, except with thick mane around its head and neck. It seemed more dog-like than lion-like, as it wagged it tail while encircling his mother and father. It seemed to be really ecstatic around them.

Of course, I had not contemplated long enough for me to be spotted by the trio. Ginger turned to the male lion and barked at him once. I have no idea what she meant, of course, but the lion sat there for a moment before he left, probably to look for his pack. The puppy-cub (I'll say that for now) did not follow suit and instead tagged along behind his mother as Ginger came close to me and just sat down in front of me, whimpering as if she'd been sorry she left me. I'm glad I brought Ginger's leash along; like old times, I wrapped the leash around her neck and brought her and Max home, and the little lion-cub obediently followed his mother.

I'm now back in my room as I write this with my two dogs and one little puppy with the Lion Mane trait. What was he, exactly? A hybrid between a lion and a dog? It is an odd one, yes, but I'm glad to have him on board with the rest of my dogs. I have yet to observe this dog though, but for today too much has happened. I'm not even to question the choices of Ginger and why she left and eventually came back, it hurts my head so. I'm just glad she's back. And hey, Max got his shining moment today as if weren't for him, Ginger wouldn't be found!

Well, I think I shall leave. The little puppy-cub just growled; I believe he's hungry. With this new addition to the family, I need to take extra care of him as I observe him. For now, I can say that, one, it's extremely cute and furry, and two, its tails wags so much, I get confused following its tail sometimes. I promise to take care of him, though. Shall I give it to a new owner? We'll see.

Ah, the miracles of life.

You hear the bell ring; it's time for your next class. You ask yourself, that was a fun history to read, wasn't it? If you're lucky, and you think you are, maybe one day you'll get to see this Lion Mane dog.

holmes221B's entry:
A lone pup was wandering around the forest, his little feet tired from all of the walking that he did. It was late at night when the stars shined its brightest. The pup looked up at the moon, hoping that it will light up the way. However, his small wish did not come true. The pup decided to lay down, in the forest green grass, and while gazing up at the sky with its stars, he thought that he wouldn't make it back home. He longed to be back at home with his other pup friends. He let his head rest on his paws and almost drifted off to sleep when a bright light shined in front of him. When he squinted his eyes, he could make out a pup with fur around its head... could it be a mane? The lone pup wasn't sure. When he looked up, he noticed that one of the stars was missing. The pup looked at the bright being and questioned his presence.

"Who are you? And why are you here?" The pup asked calmly, still shocked at the event that transpired. The bright being smiled at him. "I have watched you for a long time, young one. For a while, I have thought that you were deemed worthy, and my belief still stands. I have a gift for you." The lone pup tilted his head. "A gift for me?" said the pup, curious as to what the bright being was driving at.

"Yes. I am giving you a gift that I have waited to give for a very long time... decades, maybe even centuries. I give you a mane... yes, one that looks exactly like mine. This mane is very rare. It will help you on your journey home. The mane allows you to remember that hard times can be handled, and it allows you to gain strength whenever you need it. And, a mission will now be sent with you. It is up to you to deliver this same gift to other pups that deserve it, whether they are in the same situation as you or not. Now go, young one, and complete this quest." With this message, the lone pup began to glow, and a beautiful mane flowed out around his head. The bright being smiled, and once again turned into a star. The star drifted upwards into the sky, taking its place again in the night sky. The pup smiled, determined to fulfill his duty. With growing strength, the pup dashed off along the path illuminated by the moonlight.


cat_whiskers.'s entry:
What is the new fancy PP right here? A lion's mane trait, so precious! The scientists who discovered this beauty were out exploring the wilderness in Africa when they heard something that sounded like a mixture between a roar and a bark. They investigated and found a pride of PP's with longer fur around their necks, which the scientists deemed as a mane. They brought this only pride in existance to their lab where they started their research and breeding process. These PP's are very loud and obnoxious but they are quite loving and make great companions. Just watch out, a bite cam easily turn nasty from this tiny pup. One thing to keep in mind, this PP is a carnivore and they get hangry pretty easily. Otherwise, you'll be perfectly fine to have one of these romping around your home. - cat_whiskers. entry for the writing contest.

[wolfy514]

gets pixel pup*** *waits intesley for breeding to be open*


THANKS I LOVE FOX TROT

[Tally-Mark]

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: Tally-Mark
Codeword: Patters
Litter #: 83
Pixel Pup #: 1
Name: Lily
Other: Thanks^^

[Sparsil]

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: Sparsil
Codeword: Patterns
Litter #: 83
Pixel Pup #: 1
Name: Puma
Other: he just reminds me of a puma. bwhaha, so adorable!

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also, can i name this cute bab Rubra?
thank you!

[DizzyGlitchez]

I want to go hunting!
Username: Shibby
Item you want to use(If none put N/A): N/A
Pixel Pup you want to go hunting with(if none put N/A): N/A
In my time, what time is it?: 17:35
Other:

[paigelikesplants]

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: BackroundRavenclaw
Codeword: Hyperbeam
Litter #: 82
Pixel Pup #: 3
Name: Candy Heart
Other: Thanks!

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: BackroundRavenclaw
Codeword:
Litter #: Patterns
Pixel Pup #: 3
Name: Aztec
Other: Thanks!

[CaptainRon]

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: captainron
Codeword: patterns
Litter #: 83
Pixel Pup #: 3
Name: Tribal
Other: can you please put seizure trigger warning above litter 82, thanks.

also, idk if you want to update the archives with names but if you do; I named my easter event pup Kyle, my pps pup Mini Heart, and my new pup from hunting Sparkle Heart.

[bricakes]

I want to adopt a Pixel Pup!
Username: bricakes
Codeword: patterns
Litter #: 83
Pixel Pup #: 1
Name: Aro
Other: aaaa this one stole my heart its so pretty