Pound of Hope [CLOSED PERMANENTLY]

[Desmond]

The list will be updated right before we start the CD, MadWolf. c:

[the timey thing]

Okay, thanks. <3
I was just wondering. ^^

[corgie]

would you guys mind if I made a few stamps/small banners for POH?

-corgie

[Desmond]

Feel free to~ c: Which reminds me... I need to change Waralz' clothes. xD He's been wearing the same stuff since... last year, around this time.

[Liru Kaulitz]

"Listen, my child," you say to me.
I am the voice of your history.
Be not afraid, come follow me.
Answer my call, and I'll set you free!"

Username
Liru Kaulitz

Kennel Number
Kennel Number Seventy-two; P72

Name
Toronto

Tor-RON-toh
Mohawk (Native American)
Meaning "Where there are trees standing in the Water."

Gender
Fae; Female

Species
Island Fox xx Tibetan Sand Fox

Personality
Toronto is a very secretive fox. She likes to be alone, and she doesn't have many friends though she is truly like about and kind once you get to know her. Gaining her trust is extremely hard to do. Though in a way, Toronto wants friends, she has no idea even how to start meeting others. Very anti-social and too nervous to start, she usually reads alone or makes recipes her mother, who was shaman, taught her. She is very smart but many only see her rejecting side.
Toronto has never had the experience of being truly happy since she was a kit, and her family was still together happily. She now still feels a lot of sadness in her life and wants to feel joy again, but just can't push through. She is very focused but not very determined. Toronto is also shy. After so many years of being a quiet castaway, she doesn't know how to become a normal fox and make friends. She's nervous of what others will think of her so she stays with her books and the memories of her mother to keep her surrounded by things she knows and loves.
Toronto is very calm and collected, and though she wants to poor her emotions out, she very easily keeps them locked up inside her and instead writes them down in a book for safe keeping. Most of the time this works but sometimes she needs a shoulder to cry on and no one is there. With a pained existence, Toronto struggles to be an average girl no one will hate but no one will notice either.

Express your Love
I was so amazed when I was scrolling through the kennels and I saw this girl. After my last attempt at winning a design I loved, I felt as though I would never find a design in any adoption agency that would replace her chance at being an awesome character. And I was about to give up when my eyes passed over her. I immediately scrolled back up. My breath was taken away by her unique, colorful, yet calming design. In a mere second I was hit with so much inspiration, more then I've ever had for a character. And not only is the design amazing, the art itself is amazing as well! I know with a great reference like it and some help from an owner who I hope could be me, I know I could find Toronto loads of amazing art! She is such a beautiful character, and I mean it honestly when I say one of my favorite I've ever seen in an agency. My favorite part about her design is the dream catcher that's hanging from her neck. It made me get an almost tribal-like feeling about her, and I automatically came up with a get background story and personality. She's one in a million!

Story
A calm settled over the land just as the final star lit up the sky. A full moon shone brightly as the centerpiece of the sky, and everywhere, animals stirred in their dens and stretched out for even a single glance of pure white light. Everything seemed so peaceful that the world stopped just to preserve the moment. At least, that's how it felt to some. For one other, life seemed to long. Death would hopefully stop by soon. At least it would spare her this pain.

At the opening of a small den, the lithe body of a fox seemed to darken the entrance and ward off the happy, blissful feeling of a swollen moon. Her ears blew gently in a sudden breeze. The color splashes on her pelted were dulled, though, not only because of the shadows but because of her mood, sour and flooded with terror. The young fox sniffed and wrapped her tail around her short legs.

A bout of coughing sliced through the den, shattering the quiet of the night for the nearby awe-stuck animals. The vixen squeezed her eyes shut and turned, darting into the cave. Inside, a dim fire was burning, and all around there was a stench of sickness. Not even the overwhelming, strong tang of herbs could engulf it. The scent that she would have wished away was now what she was dying to smell.

In the corner, two week bodies lay sprawled in the dust, leaves and bracken arranged messily around them. One was larger then the other, though both looked equally weak. As the vixen entered the room, a wave of sadness hit her so hard she staggered. Despite all her attempts to help, her mother and sister where slowly dying right before her eyes. At least she'd been brave enough, unlike her father, who had fled the den two moons ago, to stay and help.

“Toronto,” her mother murmured, her voice crackling like dead leaves in the fire, “please, come here.” The little fox looked up tiredly, moved her mouth, then slumped back down. She was too weak to speak and she barely even recognized her big sister. Sickness was taking over not only her body but her mind as well. A tear escaped Toronto's beautiful blue eyes as she padded forward.

“What is it?”

The fox looked at her mother's broken figure, and memories of their life together flooded back. Her mother had once been the most gifted shaman anywhere. Any animal came to her for advice about healing. And once she was old enough, her mother had passed bits of knowledge to her daughter, though Toronto knew she'd never be as incredible as her mother. And now, she knew it for sure.

Trying to stop them was useless. The dam broke. Tears flowed over her cheeks as she stood over her dying mother. The fox who had been able to save everyone. Who helped anyone who asked her expecting nothing in return. The most brilliant, most generous, most wonderful blessing the forest could ever had given to the animals. But now, it seemed, the only one she couldn't save was herself.

“Mother, I'm so sorry! I've been doing everything I know to save you! I don't know what else to try! I've used fever few, I've tried honey, I-I just don't know what else to do,” she whimpered, breaking down like a tired kit.

“Shhh, darling, it's okay. I know you've done everything you could. The thing is, Toronto, you might not be meant to be a healer. I might have been. But perhaps you aren't. You still have so much time to discover what you want to do with your life. And I promise, though there may be let downs sometimes, or powerful guilt, you'll be rewarded.”

She stirred and tried to sit up a little in the the bedding, but finally gave up. Toronto whimpered again and lay down in front of her other. “Why haven't I gotten sick, mother? I want to die with you!”

“I've told you, sweetheart, your blood has more of your father's species then mine, unlike your little sister. Your body must just be more prone to surviving.”

“Can I still get sick? Do I still have a chance of being with you?”

“Darling, if you were going to get sick, you would have moons ago,” she murmured, the slightest hint of expression playing into her scratchy voice. She sighed, then turned her head to nip a small charm that had always hung around her neck. It was a a little wooden dream catcher, held together but the finest spider's webs. Small rubies dotted the edges and tufts of feathers flowed off the ends. It had caused Toronto to gasp in awe when ever she saw it.

“Toronto, do you remember how your father had given you your Moonday early when he left?”

Toronto almost spat, anger growing inside when she thought about her father. “That dirty beast left you when you needed him most,” she snapped. “I don't even want his gift.” Her father's gift of a coil of blanket for her tail lay in the corner.

Her mother shook her head. “No, he didn't leave because he didn't want to deal with me. He left because he couldn't stand to see me like this. And he was afraid that you would become sick too, and that he would loose everything. He only wanted to get away before there was any permanent heart damage.” She managed a small smile. “But anyway, I want to give you your Moonday gift early as well. As you know, I'm not going to be around much longer. I want you to have my dream catcher. Let it guide you to your destiny like I let it guide me. Just don't forget our family's traditions, no matter what. They may be of help to you one day. And remember how much I love you.”

Toronto took the delicate object and carefully slipped it over her neck. “T-Thank you mother,” she whispered, looking at it in amazement. She let another river of tears burst before she finally looked up. Her eyes suddenly widened and her blood froze. The body of her mother lay silent and cold, the ghost of her last smile still etched into her fine features.

Shaking, Toronto gave her mother one last lick, nuzzled her sister, and grabbed the wrap her father had given to her. Her only chance to fulfill her mother's last wish was to go out into the world with a happiness as genuine as possible and find out her destiny. And so she took the presents and jumped out of the den, her short legs propelling her quite fast. Finally, the moon didn't just hold peace with all the forest animals, it finally did as well with Toronto, sure her mother was watching proudly from above.

Likes
Writing
Cooking
Nature
The Moon

Dislikes
Loud Music
Sickness
Sadness

Theme Song
Rette Mich by Tokio Hotel

Other
Thank you so much for a chance at this beautiful character! I appreciate your time reading my form! Thanks again!~

[jern.]

I am looking to adopt...
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P140
Name:
Saber
Breed:
Doberman
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Wip~

[Desmond]

Three and a half hours, guys~ Crunch time is on!

[Zeee]

Three and a half hours, guys~ Crunch time is on!

I'm so excited o3o
Am I allowed to wish good luck?
If I am,
Good luck everyone! .3.

[Phoenix's Rebirth]

Okay, I am done with classes, so if anyone else needs critique, I am here! Thank you, B, for being my backup <3

Good luck, everyone!!

[Mossbrook]

I just wanted to wish everyone good luck! :3