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[The Pirate Dragon]

Hey, out of curiosity, do we know when this code drop will occur? I want to make sure I can get everything in on time.

[Kazoo]

Kennel 22 RES

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[SabrinaB]

Art by Cerestes

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Hello, I am SabjeBammie, but feel free to call me Sab or Sabje. I am a girl, above 20 years old, mother of a 1 year old girl and huge animal lover. It started with horses, but since I joined CS I developed a huge obsession for cats. So far only virtual. My parents, sister, daughter and I recently moved to a new house. My baby girl has her own room now, and I have a bigger room myself. But so far, my baby girl still sleeps in my room.
On CS I have a big hoard of cats and some smaller hoards. I try to collect pets too, but not as active as I used to. I am focussing on art and characters more. And I play FR, which also takes some time. I also really love books and history.
Well, enough about me. Let's move on, shall we?

Kennel number:
The kennel I am applying for this time is kennel number 1.

What will I use him for?
I want to use this guy for the same purposes as Manuela. I want to write a story and I need soms characters to do so. This way I can develop them more and really get to know them. All characters I own have their own page with their information. The link to my Weebly can be found in my signature. Amaril will be a very important character in my story.
In the story, he will be the captain on Frandir, aka Lord Wartick. He is a loyal servant of this lord, the only one who Lord Wartick really trusts. Lord Wartick is a cruel ruler, and Amaril has to obey him. At first sight Amaril seems like the loyal servant, but soon you will notice something is... off. He obeys Lord Wartick, but also does things to help the people. Anyone else would have been punished a long time ago, but for some reason he gets away with it. Why? I won't tell you. You can read it soon enough when I start writing when I have the correct characters that suit the parts that are open ^^

Any changes?
Hm.... Let me see... *takes a closer look at this character* No, nothing. I really like the design. That colors match nicely, in my humble opinion. At first the top half of his head (the brown part) seemed weird, but after a closer look I think this is what makes him more unique.
The only thing I want to change is his name. I have some roles for the story characters in mind, and most already have a name. The design has to suit this role, and this design was brilliant for Amaril. So, the name is the only thing I want to change.

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Donor:
Amaril was donated to SCAA by Luna-puppy.

Designer:
Uncertain, but Luna-puppy mentioned he was given to her by Tripp, so I assume Tripp designed him.

Lineart by Neara, possibly colord by Tripp
Edit: Found the original here

Name:

At this moment, this character is named Obsidian. But, as I mentioned before, I am looking for characters to fill the roles in my story. The role for this character already has the name, and it needs this design. So, I wanted to rename him Amaril. But Luna-puppy had a rule: "Please keep his name." Whoops... There goes this character But since I really, really want him I sent her a PM to ask if I could change the name. And luckily she gave me permission to do so! So, this lovely character will be renamed Amaril.
Proof that I asked and got permission:

Gender:

Amaril is a male characters. Luna-puppy asked not to change the gender, and luckily I don't have to

Species and/or specific breed:

Amaril belongs to the canine species.
To be more specific, he is an Emo-wolf. I see no reason to change that.

Sexuality:

Unknown. So far he hasn't shown any kind of affection to anyone. Some say he has a son, but that could just be a story.

Family:

Mother: Laela [not owned by me]
Father: Ryder [not owned by me]
Other: Unknown [rumours go that he has a son, but this was never confirmed]

Profession:

Amaril is a captain in Lord Wartick's army. He is very skilled in battle, but rarely fights.
His main job is taking care of the villages that are under Lord Wartick's command. He collects taxes, listens to complaints, tries to fix any problems, feeding and training dragons, taking care of the troops, fill in and check piles of paperwork, make sure everything goes smoothly in the castle...
When does he sleep, you ask? After midnight. He sleeps for about 6 hours a night, and never has a day off. Even when he's very ill he'll still get up from his bed to work.

Love status:

Single
He wears a wedding ring sometimes, but he is not married. No one knows why he wears it.

Art by me

Amaril has a rather complex personality. One moment he seems to be a kind guy, the next moment he is very short and irritated. It's hard to say what mood he's in.
Amaril serves Lord Wartick, a cruel ruler. He has to be firm and mean to make sure Lord Wartick won't question his loyalty. Though he serves his lord, he won't consider himself as a slave. He gets paid for his hard work, and he really earns the trust of Lord Wartick. In general he tries to be polite. He listens closely to what others have to say to him. He can be patient, but when he is in a bad mood he is very impatient. You know he's in a bad mood if he doesn't make a lot of eye contact or gives very short answers. If he is in a bad mood, better don't mess around with him.
He is the only one Lord Wartick really trusts. He knows everything that Lord Wartick knows, including some very important secret plans. Battle stratagies, information about villages, suspects... Really everything.
Amaril has many jobs, but there is one job no one else can do for him: feeding dragons. Dragons are proud creatures and very intelligent. They don't easily trust the common species, but they trust Amaril. If Lord Wartick gives them an order and Amaril gives a diffrent order they will obey Amaril. This makes him very powerfull, so Lord Wartick can't risk it to lose him. This means, having Amaril betray him. This is one of the reasons why Amaril has so much freedom. He has the authority to make decisions without consulting Lord Wartick first. I guess this tells you enough about how important Amaril truly is to him.
Amaril can be very moody. He has many responsibilities, giving him a lot of stress and very little sleep. No matter how tired he is, he is always very bright. You can't confuse him very easily.
The others on Lord Wartick's side don't consider Amaril as their best friend. In fact, they kind of dislike him. Amaril has to collect taxes in villages, but quite often the people can't pay it. Normally they get arrested right away, but Amaril listens to their stories to find out why they couldn't pay, and if they can pay it next time. Some say he's soft and too kind. But don't think he is kind: if they can't pay next month he'll lock them up without asking any further questions.
Amaril is the kind of guy that thinks like: make a promise, keep a promise. No matter what.
He never lies and he hates liars.
There seems to be a diffrent side of him, but no one knows what gives them that idea. They like to think he's a good guy and will help them out some day. But that day hasn't arrived yet, so they'll have to deal with him the way he is. And who knows, maybe he never will show his other side.

[Since both parents are owned by someone else I've decided to leave his early history away, so the owners of his parents can keep their own stories, if they have. Amaril's history start when he's a young adult and left his parent's house.]
When Amaril was a young adult he moved away from his parents. He enjoyed living there and had a great childhood, now it was time to stand on his own feet.
He moved to Sidnibe, a village close to the castle where Lord Wartick lived. He blended in perfectly and followed the rules without causing any kind of trouble. Lord Wartick was ruling over the land with a tight grip and no mercy. Those that couldn't pay their bills ended up in prison without any discussion. Amaril always managed to pay everything on time.
He met a woman he really liked, called Jinga [I don't own her yet]. He really liked her and they became really close with eachother.
And than a new law came: every family had to let one male above the age of 18 join the army. Since Amaril was rather new to this place this new law didn't apply for him yet. He studied the soldiers for a few weeks, watching every move they made.
After a few weeks he sat down next to Jinga, looking at her. "Jinga," he said. "I am going to volunteer to join Lord Wartick's army."
Shocked Jinga looked at him. "No! Please don't! You mean so much to me... I just met you, I don't want to lose you. If you volunteer... everyone will hate you."
Amaril nodded, loking seriously. "I know, my dear. But I have no choice. You know why I have to do this."
Jinga wiped a tear away. "I know why... I just don't want you to."
Their goodbye was very emotional, but they both knew this was the best option. I am not going to share why - not yet, that is for the story I am going to write - but he had to go and do this.

So, Amaril left Sidnibe the next morning and went to the castle. Soldiers let them in and Amaril was brought to Lord Wartick.
Lord Wartick was in the saloon, a big room where everyone was eating. Lord Wartick wasn't eating himself, he was just talking to some soldiers. When he noticed Amaril he excused himself and walked over to him.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, looking him in the eyes.
Amaril knew very well that he was trying to look into his mind. Everyone knew Lord Wartick had many abilities, and mindreading was one of them. Luckily he was able to block his mind. He could block his entire mind, or certain parts of it. He just blocked a few parts, so Lord Wartick wouldn't notice. Amaril didn't look away. "I want to volunteer to join your army, my lord."
Lord Wartick narrowed his eyes a little. "Come with me," he said as he started to walk. Amaril followed him out of the saloon, up the stairs, all the way up into a tower. "Close the door behind you," Lord Wartick said. The room was very high, you could see Sidnibe from the window. Into the far distance you could see another village. There was a fireplace, a table which was filled with papers and a few seats. Against the wall was a bookcase, filled with books.
"Would you like something to eat or drink?" Lord Wartick asked.
"No thank you, sir," Amaril replied.
Loard Wartick looked at him. "So, why would you volunteer? I must admit you are the first. There must be a reason for it."
Amaril shrugged, still not looking away. "As you know I don't live her very long yet. The new law you introduced doesn't effect me. To be honest I wonder why, since I do live here. No offence, but I looked at your soldiers for the past few weeks. They seem to be very unorganized and not really sure of what they are doing. They just yell at people and spread fear, they are not showing any sign of authority. They are just bullies with a big mouth."
Lord Wartick smirked a little. "You are not afraid to speak up your mind. So, my soldiers are no good, you say. And do you think you can change that?"
Amaril nodded. "Yes, I am."

As you see, joining the army wasn't that hard to do. Amaril started as just a soldier, giving some advice to Lord Wartick and his generals. The generals didn't appriciate the fact that a new young man was telling them what to do, but Lord Wartick did. He soon promoted Amaril to captain and gave him more important jobs [see profession above]. Amaril never dissapoint Lord Wartick. He started to work with dragons and soon he only had 6 hours a night off to sleep, often even less. But he never gave any complaints. He worked hard to win Lord Wartick's trust.
But there was something diffrent... Everyone who served Lord Wartick was mean and even a little sadistic. Amaril was patient and calm, showing the people some understanding. Less complaints were coming in.
Whatever he was doing, it worked to keep everything calm. No one knows why he really joined the army, but whatever the reason was... It was 16 years ago. He never showed any sign of being unloyal. He tries his best, and many people avoid him. They share complaints with him and pay their bills, but no one considers him a friend. He serves Lord Wartick, so he's the enemy.

Original donation form:

Username: Luna-puppy
Name: Obsidian
Gender: Male
Breed/Species: Canine (Emo Wolf)
Preferences and Requirements for adoption:
Please keep his name~
He is the son of one of my main characters (Laela).
Please spoil him~
Please keep male~
Love please!
Please PM me if you get him, like to see where my babies go~
Today's Date: 5/21/2014
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.:
Lineart by Neara
Originally given to me by Tripp

ultrasqueakychair

[videogames]

Username: (•̀ᴗ•́)و
Kennel Number: 4
Use: fursona design :0
Name: Mikhail Ovetch
Gender: male
Species and/or specific breed: Hawk Plague Dog
Personality: Curious, yet wary of strangers. Wants to help others, but will not risk his life, as he values that as top priority. Can be seen as a bit selfish because of that, but truly wants to make others better and improve lives.
History/Background: Grew up in a time where disease was rampant and there was no cure to be found. Because of this, Mikhail keeps his mask on at all times, and only one other creature has seen him without it. Underneath the mask, his face is riddled with scars, including one across his left eye, rendering that eye blind. Mikhail has been trained as a doctor, but due to a sudden strife in his village, has become a refugee and is trying to go somewhere new and escape his past.

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By [[-KillerChicken-]]
Username: foreign.potato
Name: ---
Gender: ---
Breed/Species: Hawk Plague Dog
Preferences and Requirements for adoption: ----
Lineart Link, design credits, etc.: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?t=941828
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[Wesley]

Hey, out of curiosity, do we know when this code drop will occur? I want to make sure I can get everything in on time.

When would you guys like to see a code drop? Adoption agencies don't seem to be as popular with the blossoming of character selling and trading onsite, so I haven't been doing regular once-a-month code drops as of late. I would love to hear what you guys would like as an estimated time for a code drop c: Remember that they always happen Friday night into Saturday morning!

[SabrinaB]

In about 2 weeks maybe

[whimsyy]

In about 2 weeks maybe

That would be plenty of time for me! ^-^

[Mid-life]

In about 2 weeks maybe

That would be plenty of time for me! ^-^

Same (if I'm consistent ^^)

[Zoker]

Username:
I am Zoker. Quite a few of my beloved characters have been adopted from SCAA. From time to time, I return to SCAA in search of new characters to give a home. I am very hopeful for this character I am trying out for now.

Kennel Number:
302

Use:
I own five human characters who are based on the
storyline of the TV show Supernatural. Some time back, I adopted a GSD from here as a part of this storyline. Similarly, this dog too will belong to my character Grecia Rose.

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Name:
Denali. I got the permission to change the name : x

Gender and Sexuality:
Male; Heterosexual

Species and/or specific breed:
Panda German Shepherd Dog

Owner/ Family :
His owner is 20 year old Grecia Rose who is a hunter.
His previous owner was an abusive man
called Alan Potrich.Denali was born in a
litter of six. His mother is deceased.

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It had been raining for days. Puddles reflecting the grey hue of the sky above, stared up from the roads. The drains were overflowing, some clogged by garbage. Cars sloshed dirty water as they raced by.

In such conditions, Denali was born. His mother was a sickly stray; she had been surviving just for her puppies. Among his five brothers and sisters, Justice was the runt of the litter. While the other puppies pranced around and got pats from the humans passing by, Denali would just stick close to his mother's wet fur. For him, that was comfort. Although he was tinier and weaker than his siblings, he nurtured the same dreams they did. They soon got to know how the world worked. There were two types of dogs: the domesticated and the strays. And every time they looked at their dying mother, they knew life was harder on the streets. So, all six puppies would eagerly rush to impress any human that came near to the alley which was their home. Yes, even Justice hoped to be adopted.

Because he was sickly, he was very dependent and close to his mother. So he didn't mind that much when three of his siblings were taken away by humans. All was going good when it happened. Denali's mama passed away. One bleak morning, the three remaining puppies had woken up to the absence of the heat from their mother's body. Instead it was cold. Denali's two siblings ran away, but little Denali, heartbroken, scared and upset sat beside his mother's body for two days.

Soon he was noticed by people and reported to an animal rescue organization. They picked him after a long battle of trying to gain his trust. Denali still remembers feeling anticipated yet melancholic as the car drove away and the sight of his mother's body became smaller and smaller till it disappeared. At the pound, Denali met a lot of other dogs. Mostly he was afraid of them, he would stay all by himself, refusing to socialize. And then a miracle happened! Something Denali could never even dream of!

A young man adopted him. This event brought a new change over the puppy. He opened up more and became excited for his future. But happiness would not come so soon in his poor life. The man whom Denali had trusted and put all his hopes upon- his new owner! - took him and chained him to the backyard. And for the next two years of his life Denali would live a life of neglect and abuse, being chained through hail or snow in the backyard of the dingy home of his owner. By this time, Denali had become a depressed soul - he had lost all faith in humanity. Well all except one. It was the only thing which kept Denali going through the years. Every Friday, a 14 girl would cycle past by the fence behind which Denali was chained.

Every Friday she would stop in front of the fence out of pity for the German shepherd imprisoned behind it. Her name was Grecia Rose. She was a dog lover and had always wanted a dog. But being born in a squalor neighborhood where rats ruled the streets and gutters flowed freely, Grecia never could afford a dog. So, she would squeeze her fingers through the fence and run the along Denali's forehead fur and every time the dog would whimper with pleasure. His tail tucked in between its legs would wag and he would close his eyes and imagine for a few minutes a world where this girl was his owner. It took her two weeks to gain the puppy's trust but it led to a good friendship for two years.[/center]

When Denali was two years old, some people from came from an animal rescue organization and for the second time in his life he was taken away by them. but this time, he couldn't believe that he was worth saving. The owner he had tried so much to love and impress, had treated him like trash. "Take it, take the dog away," Denali's owner had grunted. In return, the dog stared one last time at him with sad eyes and whimpered goodbye. He felt betrayed and had started hating humans. When the people from the animal rescue team tried to touch him, he had growled and tried to to bite them. He had become a distrusting, ill tempered dog. Denali's last thoughts as he was being taken away was of that beautiful friend of his - that girl with the frizzy hair and ebony skin and kind eyes the color of molten gold.

Again, for two miserable years of his life, he stayed locked up in a cage with other rescue dogs. It was far better than his previous abode, but his wounds never healed. There he was reserved and anti-social; he would snap and growl at the workers and behaved hostile towards other dogs too. The rescue workers worked hard but it was not enough for the so many dogs they sheltered. All day long, Denali would stare out of his cage bars; he would growl if a human passed by. Denali now lived in a dark world of depression.

And then it happened. The one incident that changed his life. It was a warm summer afternoon. Denali was half dozing when he caught a familiar scent. He sat up, his nose twitching, his entire body on alert. It couldn't be! No it is, he would recognize the scent anywhere. It was her! It was Denali's little friend. He heard her footsteps coming nearer and now he could hear her voice. "No this would be my first dog," she was saying to one of the workers. Denali jumped up, his tail was whipping and his muzzle was pushed against the cage. Then Denali started yowling, he barked, he howled he did everything to get her to come to him. She almost passed by the thin german shepherd but Denali was making too much of a racket. He was jumping up and down and her was pawing the cage bars. Their eyes met. First their was confusion in her eyes, then recognition washed over followed up surprise, sympathy and finally joy. Denali had stopped misbehaving. He pressed his nose through the cage into her palm.

"Uh-miss, this dog is a bad idea. He has temper issues,"the social worker said hesitatingly. He had never seen Denali act like this. It was almost as if he was new dog just for this girl. But Grecia didn't hear him. "Hey, hey boy. Denali, wasn't it? You remember me boy?" Tears came to the corner of her eyes as the dog stared back at him through pain-filled eyes, but she quickly wiped them away.
Denali could only whimper. Her familiar affectionate touch washed over him like the caress of his mother.

"I'll take him. Denali, I'm Grecia. Now you are mine, doggy." It was the best words Denali had ever heard in his life.

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For the first four years of his life, ever since his mama's death, Denali had led a life of horrors. He had tried to trust, but his spirit had been broken. Those who are abused and are wronged terribly can be classified into two main categories based upon their condition after the abuse ends. One category transform to sad, meek and scared creatures, afraid even at a touch of a flower. Others build a fortress around them. They become angry, violent and mistrusting. Denali belonged to the latter category.

As a puppy, he had been a meek creature and often had been bullied by his siblings. He never fought back because he was too nice to do so. Denali could never hold a grudge against his family. The death of his mother struck him hard; he felt betrayed that such a bad thing thing could happen to such a innocent puppy like him. He had never done anything wrong, so why was he punished? But his abusive owner crushed all his hopes and wounded him too deep. The pain turned to anger and Denali too upon a mistrusting and misanthropic attitude towards life.

When he was rescued, he didn't let the workers heal him from the inside. He refused to turn into cheerful dog like the others. no, he shut himself from the world and became more reserved. And when the workers grew exasperated and gave up on Denali, he finally lost all confidence and feeling of self worth. He didn't feel worthy of being saved or loved and so he never let anyone near him.

After Grecia took him in, his attitude changed only towards her. She was the exception. Denali pledged his life to his new owner and loved her and her only. But he still remained and would always be a non-friendly, ill-tempered dog. The next year in Denali's life was tough but he never complained. Grecia loved him and he knew that and that was enough for him. She went through a lot of hardships and horrors in that one year and became a hunter as well. Through all this, Denali remained strong by her side. And although, the life of a hunter was dangerous and it scared Denali to fight monsters, he was somehow suited to the lifestyle. Accompanying his human to hunt dangerous killers and kill them was Denali's way of getting revenge and taking care of the wounds of his past.
When Grecia moved in with the other hunters, in the church, initially, Denali hated it. He wanted it to be only him and her. But slowly was time evolved, Denali understood that these humans meant no harm to him or to Grecia. Instead, these humans meant a lot to Grecia. And so he accepted them. Denali isn't particularly friendly to any of them, but he would save them if they were in danger nonetheless.

It means a lot to Denali that despite of his negative attitude and all the times he got Grecia into trouble, she still loves him and never gives up on him. He knows that his role is to protect his owner at all costs and he would do so however high the price is.

In a nutshell, Denali is a loyal, faithful, angry, ill-temperd dog.

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Likes :
Denali likes to sleep near the fireplace of Grecia's bedroom. Most of the old church they live in is made out of huge stone blocks and it gets pretty cold, so Denali cherishes the quiet time he gets to spend near his human. He enjoys going on slow walks and riding in the back of a truck. But most of he all, he is fond of hunting. The anticipation of an uncertain future and the violence is something he is too familiar with; however this time he has a choice and chance to be in control of the situation. and he enjoys that-he enjoys deciding his own destiny.

Dislikes :
Because of his distrusting nature, Denali usually doesn't warm up to any new people or animals easily. He hates change, as you never know what new painful reality it might bring for him. Every time he was put in a new place, it always proved bad for him. Denali likes his current situation and is afraid that if a new change comes, then he will fall back into the darkness. He is very possessive about his human.

Love Life :
Denali doesn't look forward to or believe in romance and he is not interested in finding himself a mate. But Teresa (the earlier GS I adopted from here and lives with Preston, one of Grecia's hunting buddies) has a crush on Denali and she is very open about it. Teresa has tried to flirt with Denali a lot of times, but it proves fruitless as the only reply she gets is an irritated warning growl.

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ultrasqueakychair

[The Pirate Dragon]

In about 2 weeks maybe

That would be plenty of time for me! ^-^

Same (if I'm consistent ^^)

Sorry for the late response, but next week could work for me. Even the week after that would fine!