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[June Bug]

Hello there! ^^
I was wondering if I could change Anyu's (Kennel 23, I believe?) adoption preferences.
I would just like it to say:

Please, keep his name. He is male, but you can change his gender if he seems like more of a female to you.
He won't be your fursona, but he can be your fursona's mate.
Please send him back to the Agency if you don't want him anymore.

Hopefully this will give the poor thing a better chance at being adopted. XD

Sure, I'll update that asap. :3

I'll be doing the code drop now guys~ Should be posted soon.

[Ebonpyre]

But in both of their adoption info, there were 3 other pictures, two were with the horse in Kennel #92, but one had just them. What about those?

Sorry, but I asked this question a while ago and it was never completely answered.

OneTwoThree. There weren't six pictures - Hallowedangel put the same three on both forms along with the original pictures.

All you had to do was take the code of the one picture they did give you, and enter it into the search bar. The original donation post will be there, and you just have to take the codes from it. These were copied directly from what I assumed where the ones you adopted, but if they're the wrong images you can just do a search like I explained and pick the right ones ^^;

[The Agency]

I give her permission. x3

Its on this page so please do not say it is fake

Pet's ID Tag: Kennel 22
Name You'd Choose for It: Bliss
Gender:Female
Reason You Want It: It was one of the only characters that really caught my eye. I like the mix of colors and its feel. It seems like an interesting character that i could really design and work with because it is so beautiful.
History/Background/Other:
From the dark spirits clan was were bliss was born,she was one unusual puppy with the swirls and dabs of blue and green. She stood out among the others and was always misunderstood. Its turns out she was a witch puppy, forever to be hated by the clans and drove out to live her life alone and pushed away from any other wolf, hunted down by the others who wished her kind had never come into existence. Bliss was chosen to live a hard life.

***
Bliss sprang away fear flickered in her eyes. She was scared, scared of the magic hunters. The most powerful wolves in the forest, the ones that were forced to kill her kind, the witches. Bliss felt tears slide down her face, she had not wanted to be this way. This was not who she was, she was nice caring always there to help but now she was seen as an intruder to the people she loved. She swiveled her head, the were gaining on her. So summoning up her powers she let out a blast that set the forest on fire. She heard the startled howls of her hunters. She leaped away and then reached stone creek. The creek had magic stones in it but it also had the power of Witch Death, the power she had been searching for. Even though she enjoyed and loved life she wanted to die, she wanted to leave the place she did not like. The place were she was treated like she was something bad. As those thoughts traveled through her head she heard a splash. She looked at the creel to see a ghost rise from the water. "Bliss... what is it you want" "I want to die" she whimpered. The water spirit stared her down "But there is something that can cleanse you bliss, that thing is me" and the spirit flew herself forward and passed right through bliss and soaked into her fur. Bliss felt something change. Then with a scream she started to float into the air, then her body looked like it had caught on fire as her power leaked out from her and were zapped into the stream. Then the small gray wolf dropped to the ground. Bliss managed to open her eyes and smile. I am normal again. She thought.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. Yes i do

thar we go

Pet's ID Tag: 16
Name You'd Choose for It: Cirrus
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: This one's had my eye for awhile, but I never picked up the sense of adopting the adorable creature until now.
History/Background/Other: I'm not going to do a background story for this one, I'll tell a little about her instead;

Likes;
Gray clouds
Angels

Dislikes;
Rain. . . Which is odd because she likes gray clouds
Anything mean

Personality;
Cirrus is very interesting. She loves to spend time with her friends, but is very independant. She loves he colour gray, but hates the color black. It's almost like she's opposite of herself, though she doesn't really realize it. She can be very emotional or dramatic, so sometimes her friends don't like to be around her because one moment she's being the class clown and the next she's crying her eyes out. She has a very interesting life~

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Pet's ID Tag: 79
Name You'd Choose for It: Shade (keep name)
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: I love wolves and I thought the desighn on him was very unique.
History/Background/Other:

Personality:
Shade is very strong and bold. He stands up for himself and his friends (the very few he has). He isn't a social wolf, and likes to keep to himself most of the time. He lives within his wolf pack, but being the 'rebel' he is. he is mostly an out-cast, One of the reasons being the strange marking on his hip.

Friends And Family:
Inferno (Friend, My Character)
Parents (died)
Rador (Friend, My Character)

Likes:
The night
being alone (most of the time)
his friends
rain
anything mean

Dislikes:
Love
Peace
Pups

Background:
As a pup, he was raised in a wolf pack. At the age of 2 months, a strange marking appeared on his hip. Some wolves believe he was part demon. They abused him and forced his parents to leave the pack, but they wouldn't, so they were killed and Shade was forced to watch. After this, Shade didn't talk to many wolves, and was sent to edge of the pack land to live. This made him a not so social wolf. While he was there, he became a trouble maker to amuse himself. He loved to play pranks on the other wolf pack members, and was almost never cought in action. While doing these trick, he met two other wolf pups, Rador and Inferno, who began to copy Shade's pranks. Before Shade knew it, he had two good friends who were always by his side. He and his friends grew up to be strong wolves, and were welcomed into the pack for their strength. Inferno became and a warrior for his shark claws and teeth and his endurance. Rador became a guard for his good hearing and keen scence of smell. And for Shade you ask, he made his own pack, which Inferno and Rador happily joined.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. Yes

May the forum gods forgive me for being such a horrible writer, but I wanted to try out for this guy. ^^;


Pet's ID Tag: 53
Name You'd Choose for It: Jerrico
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: I fell in love with the design, and actually, I was looking for a companion for my character Toxus. Not a mate, but almost something along the lines of a familiar or special 'pet' to do his bidding. His colorings are simple, but I really enjoy the way he is put together (Red+black+ white combination= Love <3<3<3) and the fact that he is a wallaby. I mean, what more could you ask for than a sidekick marsupial running around taunting one of your characters? XD

Also, last but not least, him and Toxus have similar personalities; both are quiet and reserved on the outside, but both want to be loved more than anything else. It's kind of a perfect match for two tsunderes. X)

-Bonus points if you understand what tsunderes are.
History/Background/Other:

Another day, another three hundred and sixty four to go. Toxus sighed, his breath fogging up the window of the cheap, barely running lemon he drove to and from work every day. It wasn't that he couldn't afford a new one. Heck, a Mercedes would fit very nicely in his garage and he could pay it off almost instantly with his accumulated wealth. One didn't survive among the humans for a few centuries without gaining some material comfort. However, it seemed impractical to waste money on that when he could just funnel more cash into his private, extremely important research:

How to detoxify his own hide.

Still smelling like chemicals from the pharmaceutical research facility and wearing his white coat, he didn't dare remove his gloves even for a moment for the comfort it would bring to his sweat covered hands. All he needed to do was make one small slip up, to have even a fraction of the poison latent in his skin to rub off of something that someone else could foolishly brush against. The last time that had happened, the person hadn't woken up for eight years. Thank the gods it was his immortal sibling and time really meant nothing. As it was, the incident made him sleepless and an insomniac for too long.

Lost in his thoughts, he almost didn't notice that the red light had turned to green. Snapping out of it, he went to hit the gas gently when he heard a soft thudding noise against the side of the passenger door. "What the-?" he started, leaning over. Toxus jumped back as two beady eyes suddenly popped up by his window, staring at him blankly. The creature, something he had never seen before, seemed to be clinging to his vehicle with an almost unnatural amount of determination.

Cursing under his breath, Toxus pulled his car over to the side, ignoring the beeping of the angered drivers from behind him as they passed by. Opening the door, he went around the other side to deal with whatever type of monster was trying to assault his property now. "I swear to the gods, if this is one of dad's jokes," he cursed, remembering his father, the mischief diety, and all the trouble he had brought Toxus in his life.

Before he could even finish walking all the way, the small animal jumped at him, landing squarely on his chest and knocking him off balance and on to his backside with a thud. Before Toxus could curse though, the small animal got off of him and pushed its nose into his gloved hand, sniffling loudly.

Toxus stared for a moment before realizing the little mammal was hurt. Or, it looked like he was hurt. Hesitant, he reached a hand out, running it down the strange thing's hide. White edged with blood-like crimson markings lined the beast's back, ears, and nose. It was beautiful, he decided, awed over the stunning and definitely abnormal coloring. "You're unique like me, huh?" he sighed softly, standing to his feet but picking the little animal up in his arms as he did so.

The wallaby tucked its head away from Toxus, its tail squirming behind it uncomfortably. It made a mewling sound and tried to free itself from his grip, a barely visible blush forming on its face. In the light from a car passing by, he caught a glimpse of how dirty it really was. Mud and briers stained its coat, a sure sign of neglect. Scratches marred its skin, not deep enough for serious harm, but present enough to definitely make the small thing uncomfortable. And finally, it definitely hadn't eaten in a while. It was thin and he could practically feel its mental waves of distress and hunger rolling over him like waves.

"Want to go home with me?" Toxus asked finally, knowing full well that somehow the creature was smart enough to understand every word he was saying. He knew the feeling of abandonment all too well, and it was empathy that made him speak up. Well, empathy and an underlying curiosity. "The offer is only up once. I don't know where the heck you came from, but it seems like right now, you have nowhere better to be. Why don't you make a new home for yourself? I will never leave you, but you're free to leave whenever you want."

The wallaby chirped and Toxus smiled. "I'll take that as a yes then," he said, a sincere and gentle grin breaking out over his face. "It will be nice to not have to go home to an empty house again."

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Pet's ID Tag:
68

Name You'd Choose for It:
Harmony

Gender:
Female

Reason You Want It:
I've always liked Harmony's design. It's simple, but still quite striking. I have been meaning to get back to drawing wolves in a realistic style, and believe she'd be a lot of fun to draw. On another note, Harmony, for a lovely character, has been here too long. I had quite a few ideas for her, and decided it was about time I filled out a form for her.

History/Background/Other:

Biography:
Name: Harmony
Gender: Female
Age: 3
Species: Wolf
Mother: Petal
Father: Storm
Siblings: Rain
Mate: None
Offspring: None

Personality:
Harmony is 'harmony' by name and nature. Gentle, shy, and sweet, she desires to upset nobody. She can be a bit of a pushover, and is less likely to voice her opinions in her quietness. However, she will never leave someone who is in distress. She is always sympathetic, and willing to listen to others problems without fail.

She is something of a romantic, but rather naive. She has not had any 'scarring' experiences of her own in love, and thus is still of an opinion that love lasts forever.

History:
Harmony comes from a long line of particularly intelligent wolves with unusual powers, such as invisiblity and manipulation of elements. It is how they survive, and exceptionally powerful wolves are treasured as they are especially beneficial to the pack.

***

"Two," squeaked the pale green female. "Only two," she managed a smile at the two newborn pups that nestled to her belly. Inwardly, she was afraid. Summer sun crept into her den, but the daylight was not enough to convince the she-wolf she had no problems.

There had been little prey, and Petal could accept that. But she couldn't hide the fact that she, the alpha female, had only provided two wolves to their pack that had been severely damaged by a harsh winter. Bramble, Sundance, Blue, and Flame had all died across that time. And these two pups were all Petal had to make up for their losses.

A darker grey wolf with blue markings entered Petal's den, offering a smile of congratulations as he lay eyes upon his pups. "They're lovely, Petal," he commented, regardless of the fact that the same thoughts were running through his mind as his mate's.
"Yes, but -" Petal began as Storm hastily cut her off.
"But what will we name them?" her mate finished.
"Well," Petal gently nudged the dark, smoky grey pup. "I want to call her Rain. Her coat looks like rain clouds."
Storm nodded, shifting his attention to the other pup. Green, just like her mother. "And this one?"
"I don't know," Petal admitted sheepishly.
"Well, describe her a bit."
"She seems quite sweet, at harmony with her environment."

The idea struck Storm instantly. "Harmony," he said. "That's her name, isn't it?"
Petal nodded her agreement happily. "Harmony," she whispered. "Our sweet little Harmony."

***

But like all pups, Harmony grew older. What was especially concerning to the alphas was that Harmony displayed no power whatsoever. She had no exceptional connection to the environment, although she was fascinated by it. She had no amazing mental capabilities such as mind reading, and by the time she was three was decided to be completely useless.

It had to be decided what to do with Harmony by this stage.
"We need to do something about Harmony," Storm explained to his mate, eyeing Harmony and her sister as they playfought nearby.
"She's just taking her time," said Petal through gritted teeth.
"She's proving to be useless, Petal."
"No," Petal shook her head hurriedly. "No. She's our daughter, you can't forget her."

"We have to think of the pack. She has no skills."
"Harmony has skills!" Petal muttered.
"She has the skills of a powerless wolf," Storm's amber eyes glared at his mate. "Which in our society is none."

"Then what do we do?"
"I've been thinking," Storm began. "I think we need to move the pack. We've been living in our territory for generations, and we're running out of resources. Times change. We have to go."
"And Harmony?"
"Will be left behind."
"Why?"
Storm glared once more. "I've given you my reasons. She's useless. If she's tough, she'll make her own living. If not, she'll find her own pack."
Petal could hardly bear to look at her mate. The guilt in her heart was overwhelming.
"It's for the pack's benefit," Storm added.

***

Days later, Harmony was sent away from the pack. "Practice your hunting. See if you can discover your ability," Petal urged, though the pained look in her mother's eyes worried Harmony.

"Well," Harmony shrugged her light green shoulders. "All right. Bye, Mother."
"Goodbye, Harmony," Petal whispered. "I love you. Never forget that. No matter what happens, I love you."

Confused, Harmony nodded. "Love you too," she replied as she trotted away. By the time she had returned that afternoon, their territory was deserted. The pack had moved on. Without her.

Harmony settled by a tree and howled. Surely they had forgotten to tell her they were moving and would come back.

But as the hours passed, Harmony knew her family wasn't coming back.
As they had moved on, so Harmony would move on. She wasn't useless. She would prove it by fending for herself.

Harmony now searches for a pack that will accept her, as she knows that there will be someone out there. She knows she is not useless - and she plans to prove it.

Permission:


I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Pet's ID Tag: Kennel 6
Name You'd Choose for It: Elina
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: She's a cute design, and the purple "dots" look like jewels and are a pretty contrast to the pinks used. She will be paired off with a mate and will be a apart of a new story of mine.

History/Background/Other:
Personality:
Sweet:
She likes to sugar-coat lots of her words. She hates being mean, and is practicing for one day when she has pups to be gentle with them. She loves to speak around negative issues since she knows that sometimes even she cannot sugar-coat some things enough to make them seem only a small negative, relatively speaking.

Kind:
Related to sweet, she always tries to help someone who needs help. She loves it because it lets her know that she is doing the right thing every day.

Likes:
Being sweet, kind and affectionate are some of her favorite daily activities. She enjoys young pups, as she wants her own one day. She also loves her family and friends and cannot wait to have a mate one day.

Dislikes:
Being mean to someone sometimes makes her feel like her whole has been ruined. Mean people in general set her into and unhappy mood. She also dislikes fighting, and pointless bickering. She will stand down from a fight even if she knows she's right.

History:
Peace and love is what I wished for everyone as I left my pack. I hadn't been one to be picked for exile, but there was so little left in our territory, I knew I had to leave for the betterment of my friends and pack. Most of the surrounding packs were peaceful and had a little more of an abundance of food than our territory. Those who had been exiled because they could not contribute or other reasons I wish to not explain went east, as they are the most peaceful and giving out of our neighbors.

Since I did not want to follow my pack to the east, I decided that the west was also a good option. However, there were rumors that they could be hostile. I did not believe this, as my father had been from that pack. Everyone else seemed to disagree with my decision, especially my mother. She said that my father was the only good wolf from that pack. I had seen a few of them on the borders of our territory and they seemed nice, although they may had been a little less merciful with their prey.

I decided I would have to leave once everyone was asleep. That would make things much easier for them and for me, and I wouldn't have everyone, if you'd pardon the human expression, hounding on me for leaving and going towards the western pack. Maybe I'd be able to start anew and even find a mate.

As I looked at my sleeping pack, I made sure everyone was asleep as I turned to leave. Before I left them behind, I licked my mother's cheek, not knowing if I would see her again in this lifetime. Before I could let myself be caught by my tears dripping near my mother's face, I turned and left. I knew better than to look back this time, for I knew if I looked back one more time, I wouldn't have the will to leave.

~

Heading west wasn't as easy as I remembered from last time I went to our borders. I knew I was going the right way by the stars I could see on the horizon. A field spanned the distance between our forest and theirs. The other packs that weren't mine were also a part of our forest. Maybe that was what made our western neighbors so different from us was that they had a whole other forest that was slightly different than ours. Our forest included trees that were only slightly old. They were skinnier trees that seemed to always have squirrels near the base. I remember I used to chase them up the trunk with my brothers and sisters back when I was a pup. I would miss everyone.

The western pack's forest was different. Lots of dead trees lay on the ground as huge hollow logs. Their trees were very wide and very old. Dad said that there was a legend that every time a storm raged through the forest, one tree had to at least fall down, but he and his pack had realized that the noise that was associated with the trees was actually thunder, but it still made for a good story to tell pups. They also had this plant that my father called ivy. He described it as a plant that acted like a snake. It would wrap around trees and logs and thrive be wrapping around them. It was an interesting concept.

Our forests couldn't be too different because our neighbors were just like us and even hunted the same types of prey we did. I could only imagine that their pack couldn't be that different from our own.

I couldn't have been more wrong.

Finding the other pack was no problem, but when I found them, I got the most unwelcome welcome I think I've ever seen. It's not like I snuck up on the pack. I made sure they knew I was coming just so they wouldn't feel threatened. I reached their main site around late morning. By now, my pack must have found that I was gone. However, I had more to worry about than my pack.

A scruffy black male that I assumed to be the alpha approached me, hair on the back of his neck raised.

"Who are you and why are you here?" he growled. He stared at me, not taking his eyes off me. He started to walk around me, checking for anything unusual, I guess.

"I'm Elina, sir. I'm from one pack to the east. I come asking for shelter here as my territory is running low on resources. I beg you let me stay," I told him, using a gesture that showed him as must respect as I could muster. I lowered my tail, showing all signs of not being threatening. If he did not let me stay, I did not know where I would go.

He gave me a few more glances as he came from around the other side of me. His hair had settled down on the back of his neck, so I assumed he knew I was not a threat. By this time, others of his pack had gathered around. They had pretty coat patterns just like at home. It made me happy to know that they seemed nicer than everyone back home had thought.

Inclining his head, he declared, "You are an outsider. I do not trust you yet, however, you may stay... for now." With his word spoken, I felt relieved that I was allowed to stay. The other wolves seemed to want to talk to me to see what I was like and who I was, but all they did was stare at me for a few moments before turning back to what they needed to do to start the day. One female, however, seemed to stay longer than the other wolves, but once I caught her eyes, she simply turned away and loped after the rest of her pack. She looked to be my age. I'm sure I would get to know her soon enough.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Pet's ID Tag: 36
Name You'd Choose for It: Orchid Tilamet
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: I've been looking for a good dragon charrie for a few months now, but I've always been thinking of the stereo-typical skin-winged dragon. I didn't really want a dragon charrie with skin wings, but I figured, "What other wings could a dragon have?". Then I saw Orchid. She is an astuonding beauty, with wings of a butterfly! How can I resist?
History/Background/Other:

The creatures true origins lie in the depths of Time, in that beginningless Beginning when all was emptiness and waste, darkness and mist. Then moved the Timeless One to sunder the dark from the bright. So were established concord and balance, with darkness driven to the fringes and the Abode of Light at the middle point of it all.

But darkness, once given a situation and compass for itself, grew weighty beyond accounting, intruding among all things and drawing them toward itself according to their weights and inclinations.

On that very day when the Unicorn first drew forth from barren rock a gushing spring of life, the seeds of doom were sown as well. For even as those shinning waters spread their fertile moisture, they poured into unlighted fissures and trickled down to secret, burning caverns that wound among the mountains roots.

There, in those abysmal chambers, the sacred waters life-bestowing charge was first expended in raising up a living thing. And there in fire and darkness was the Dragon born. Her nature bears everlasting testimony to that uneasy birth, and ever after, no creature has possessed the same measure of strength and cunning.

Now, the first Dragon was called Tliamat. She was fearsomely wrought, with darting, lidless eyes; and the first sight caught in her unblinking gaze was her own image, reflected in those dark waters. She worshipped the sight, and a secret lust for that selfsame image has consumed her heart ever since.

And Tliamat grew great and spawned others like herself, Nagamat and Kaliyat and Orkus, Tarasque and Serpens; and many others besides. Now while dragons are of many sizes and shapes, all are swift and of the sharp intellect, and thirst after knowledge. While the Unicorn seeks to divine the secrets of creation that he may more perfectly know than the Creator, the Dragon desires the same that it may gain domination over all the world and thereby conquer death.

Now the Dragon fiercely hates the Unicorn for his primacy, because it is not self created, but owes to him its being. And so it has ever been the bane of the Unicorn, its fixed intent to devour him, that it may no longer be an aftercomer, but she Oldest of All Things.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

((Can I take #79 out please? Fell in love with him again))


Pet's ID Tag: 8
Name You'd Choose for It: Lucielle (Lucy)
Gender:Female
Reason You Want It: For my stories, and she looks quite a lot like something I would design (Like Shane) cuz I love golden retrievers with markings
History/Background/Other:

Name: Lucielle May Taylor
Age: Child, about equal to Katie and Cassie
Family: Mother is undecided, father is Shane ((http://www.chickensmoothie.com/oekaki/image/image.php?id=120466&size=large&format=auto&rev=1)) Tia is her sister (Last code drop) and she has a brother called Azure
Appearance: Midlength strawberry blonde straight hair with slight curls, ice blue eyes
Personality: Playful, clever, but gives up easily

Story:

Lucy flew through the air with the grace of a bird and dove into the crystal-clear water. She floated under the water for several seconds, enjoying the warmth and sense of belonging it gave her, before kicking off of the fine white sand toward the surface. Lucy had always loved swimming, and the beaches on the island-Ciacha-were always as warm and perfect as in Hawaii or the Bahamas, perfect for spending endless hours exploring the waters. She was growing quickly, several times faster than a human child, and it seemed like only yesterday that she had first dove off of the flat rock over the ocean, and even discovered a buried dagger just minutes later. She heard a faint splash behind her and she whirled around to find herself staring at the open expanse of the ocean, without anyone in sight. Suddenly, she felt a tug on her legs and was pulled under the water.

She whirled around again and came face-to-face with her sister, bubbles streaming from her mouth-laughing. Lucy rolled her eyes and pulled Tia to the surface with her. "Tiaaaaa" she whined. Tia grinned and started to giggle, before splashing Lucy in the face and swimming away as fast as she could. Lucy was a much better swimmmer, and was with her in seconds. "What did you do that for?!" she playfully demanded Tia rolled her eyes "Oh come on...you're it!" and darted away again. "I hate you" she said, laughing and following Tia, moving like a shark through the perfect water.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Alrighty, I think I got that all right. Let me know if I screwed up somewhere. xD

[Xanre]

Hello there! ^^
I was wondering if I could change Anyu's (Kennel 23, I believe?) adoption preferences.
I would just like it to say:

Please, keep his name. He is male, but you can change his gender if he seems like more of a female to you.
He won't be your fursona, but he can be your fursona's mate.
Please send him back to the Agency if you don't want him anymore.

Hopefully this will give the poor thing a better chance at being adopted. XD

Sure, I'll update that asap. :3

I'll be doing the code drop now guys~ Should be posted soon.

Thank you! ^^

[Partial Topaz]

Pet's ID Tag: 16
Name You'd Choose for It: Cirrus
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: This one's had my eye for awhile, but I never picked up the sense of adopting the adorable creature until now.
History/Background/Other: I'm not going to do a background story for this one, I'll tell a little about her instead;

Likes;
Gray clouds
Angels

Dislikes;
Rain. . . Which is odd because she likes gray clouds
Anything mean

Personality;
Cirrus is very interesting. She loves to spend time with her friends, but is very independant. She loves he colour gray, but hates the color black. It's almost like she's opposite of herself, though she doesn't really realize it. She can be very emotional or dramatic, so sometimes her friends don't like to be around her because one moment she's being the class clown and the next she's crying her eyes out. She has a very interesting life~

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

Thank you, I'll put her in my charrie thread as soon as I have time :3

[Chelz]

Thanks so much! -arranges new post in charrie thread- xD

[Ranua]

Crystal is so cute.
Simple but beautiful.

[ubiquitous]

But in both of their adoption info, there were 3 other pictures, two were with the horse in Kennel #92, but one had just them. What about those?

Sorry, but I asked this question a while ago and it was never completely answered.

OneTwoThree. There weren't six pictures - Hallowedangel put the same three on both forms along with the original pictures.

All you had to do was take the code of the one picture they did give you, and enter it into the search bar. The original donation post will be there, and you just have to take the codes from it. These were copied directly from what I assumed where the ones you adopted, but if they're the wrong images you can just do a search like I explained and pick the right ones ^^;

Okay. Thank you so much Azora. I was just unsure as these were my first adoptions. Thanks for the help! =)

[Nawee]

It's good to see some pets adopted! =3
Plus, there was no donations lately so we're emptying the kennels a bit. =3

[June Bug]

xD I forgot to remove the adopted ones didn't I? I always do that. Bad habit I guess. /fail