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[Kinchovi]

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Thankyou so much so so much! ^^ And I will tell Dizz109 that she got the character, were BFFS in real life.

[Tripp]

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Pet's ID Tag:
48

Name You'd Choose for It:
Galaxy

Gender:
Female

Reason You Want It Her:
As soon as I saw her, I thought that the owner must've put so much time into making her design. Then I read that stars come out of her paw pads and tail, and I knew that she was the perfect character for me. Except she would be more than a character to me. A dearly-loved friend would be more like it. She has the most beautiful design I've ever seen. I have always loved the nightime and looking at the stars.

Personality:
Galaxy is very entergetic, to say the least. She is very open and will trust anyone with her life secrets. Of course, she loves to watch the night sky, and prefers nightime over daytime. The Stars just seem to . . come alive when you are around her. She can be very whiny, and a tad bit negative at times.

Mate:
She isn't really looking for a mate as of now, so that she can focus on writing her book and doing her job.

Profession:
Astrologist

Likes:
Night swimming, walks on the beach, long discussions with Mother Star, coffee, watching horses gallop, Milky Way candy bars, and watching a globe spin on it's axel.

Dislikes:
Parents, hot summer days, change, and abandonment.

Poem:
Galaxy
Thought it'd be grand
but just like sand
you slipped through our fingers

We sacrificed so much for you
what we went through
you'll never know

You came, then you left
as if there was a theft
but what was really stolen?

We miss you. . . .

History:
Please remember that in dog years 2 years would be a long time.
"Are you sure?" Klona, Galaxy's mother, asked.
Guff replied, "She won't fit in here. She's different. We'll never understand her and she'll never understand us. It's best this way. I don't want to give her to the Stars either, but she'll enjoy it better there. Besides, the Stars promised that when she reaches her 2nd birthday, they'll send her back to us."
Klona started sobbing. "I guess you're right. . . . But it's just so hard! Why do we have to give her up?"
"Klona. . . . Trust me. It's best this way. All she has waiting for her here is pain and sorrow. . . Teasing and ridicule. And it's only until her 2nd birthday! We can wait. . . For Galaxy's sake."
Klona walked over to her pup, who looked so different from all the others. Klona licked Galaxy and walked away.

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Klona ran out to the fields, tears stinging her eyes, with Galaxy in her mouth. Klona set Galaxy on the soft, green, grass and thought about what was to come. What if this isn't the right decision after all? Klona thought. Klona kept having to remind herself that she was doing it for the good for the good of the newborn. She backed away just before the waves of bright blue and white lights appeared. She had to look away or she would be blinded for the rest of her life. The Stars had told her to beware of this. When the lights disappeared, Galaxy was gone. Not forever, but long enough to make Klona feel deep, deep, sorrow in her heart. She wouldn't see Galaxy for a long time.

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Mother Star gazed at the newborn child. "Someday, my child, you will leave us. And we will dread that day." Mother Star whispered, even though she knew that the small wolf couldn't understand.

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"Mother Star, do I have to?" Galaxy whined. "She's probably just a grumpy old wolf who abandoned me because she didn't like me, anyway."
Mother Star gave a light laugh before replying, "Of course, my darling. I know that you've loved your life here with the Stars, and we've certainly loved having you with us, but it's time for you to go back to your real family, on Earth. Please know that you're always welcome here, no matter how much you've changed. And you will change. Your parents on Earth will teach you their customs and you will accept them, no matter how strange they may be. I'm sure that our customs here seem very odd to those on Earth."
"Mother Star, I like your customs here. Why do I want to learn customs somewhere I don't even want to go?"

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"Galaxy! Oh, Galaxy!" Klona half-sobbed, half-laughed. "Finally you're here again!" Klona ran and embraced her daugher. "Galaxy. . . Whats wrong?" Klona asked, when she saw that Galaxy was drawing back from her kisses.
"You think you're my mother, but you're wrong. The Stars are my only real family. . . You abandoned me!" Galaxy shouted harshly.
Klona managed to say, "Galaxy. We gave you to the Stars for your own good! Here, with us, in the pack, you would've been teased and laughed at. . . the Stars offered to take you and teach you more about their world. We thought it woud be great for you. I see now that you needed your Mother more than you needed the Stars. I'm very sorry, please understand that it was for your own good. We did what we did for . . . . you."
Guff had stayed quiet until now,"Galaxy, we love you and who you've become, and we want you here with us. Please stay. It's your choice . . . . go, or stay."
Galaxy replied gruffly, "I don't need you two. I've survived two birthdays without you, I can survive more." Galaxy walked off bitterly.

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Galaxy has of yet to go back to her parents and make amends, but I can tell you now, her ending is happy.



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

Finally done with my form! Whew!

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Thank you for Guinevere! x3

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Um, I've been trying to get #30, and it said to get permission from RedBlueGreen, but RedBlueGreen doesnt exist....

NVM- They changed there username to BlissfulFarrago. ;D

[dizz109]

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WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THANKYOU thankyou thankyou. I will forever care for her. And i will advertise "The agency" As much as possible

[nowi]

Pet's ID Tag: 71

Name You'd Choose for It: Tay
Gender: Female

Reason You Want It: I'd like to adopt Tay because I love that she changes color with mood, and I think she's a super fun character to have, and I can think of many situations and stories I'd like to write her into
History/Background/Other:

Color Guide
Pink = In Love
Yellow = Happy
Green = Content/Calm
Blue/Gray = Relaxed/Sleepy
Black = Angry

When I was younger, I fell into a vat of toxic waste that had been dumped near my home. After I was saved by a kindly passersby I I had been found to change color according to my mood. I had thus become a mutant, shunned by many. But helped by a good friend and a kind stranger, I was able to become part of the community again, and I was now accepted by animals. They've learned to live with my differences, and I pretend I don't have them. Everyone can tell how I feel, though, and that does make me slightly annoyed sometimes.
My differences also help me sometimes, as they can also confuse my enemies, and well, it's rather fun to watch people's expressions when they see my colors change.

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

Wip~

Thank you for Minnie~

[Lirrie]

Note: The language in here is Irish and there is a glossery at the bottom to help translate/

Pet's ID Tag: 12
Name You'd Choose for It: Seran
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It:

The minute I saw her I was completely drawn in. She was beautiful and fit the description for my darkness wolf pack. I loved her coloration and began seeing her as a mother figure for Inari, a previously adopted character. What if they had to go on a journey to seek others like themselves? Woud they prevail or would they fall? I have fallen in love with her and hope my reasoning is enough to adopt her.

History/Background/Other:



Name: Seran
Gender: Female
Age: 600 Years old
Breed: Soul Wolf
Job: Spirit Guardian

Job Description: As a soul Guardian, it is her job to guide and lead souls until they chose to depart from this world. She has friends and even a mother to help her with this, however it is her Job alone to figure out which souls will go where and when they will go.

Markings:

Iallacha Fairy (Fairy Laces): The lace-like markings on her leg represent her roghnaithe cosán (chosen path), however as her true path lead the other way, they will darken and dim. Should she chose an chonair an dorchadais (the path of darkness), they will fade to nothing.

Iarrthóirí Soul (soul seekers): The dots on her forehead glow when a soul is near and this helps her choose wether to guide the soul or to let it drift to the Flaitheas seo chugainn (next realm).




Personality-

She is one that you can become friends with, and despite some wolves' opinion, she is one of the friendliest ones in the pack. This does not mean, however, that she is a pushover. If you try to force her to do something, you will be met with tooth and nail. However. deep down she is a softy that is the perfect nanny for pups. She is fiercely protective, and no harm will come to her charges.

"Laonna agus teaghlaigh a thagann sa chéad" is a saying she lives by most of her life, its literal meaning is "Pups and family come first." In her irish heritage, there is another saying however, "Is féidir le Love mairfidh gach triail, agus ní féidir ach ngrá leat a dhéanamh i gcrích go fírinneach." or "Love can endure all trials, and only love can make you truly complete." She believes in this saying, and lets it guide her in her life.

She believes in the powers of the moon, and legends of old magic, and sometimes, wishes she could use them. Sometimes she thinks she sees the fey but she is not sure. She does have some ties to the old magic through her family, but she does not understand how to use that magic, and cannot harness it.

She has been betrayed once before and though she has a light side, she also has a darker side. The beast within her that yearns to be free, and if shes is near death the darker side may come out. Despite this, she always sees the light side of things, and will allways try her best.

She dislikes humans and is glad her pack is not located on the edge of the untouched land like most. She does not want to face one and if one does wander into their pack-lands, which almost never happens, they quickly wander out again. She always tries to be her own person, however, and does not to be told of how she should be.

She always tries to be respectful even if the person who is trying to gain that respect does not deserve it. She is fair to all howeverer and tries her best in all endeavorers. She is trustworthy and that is perhaps one of her most defining characteristics. She can be a bit awkward and even a little shy at first but then she will become more open.

She loves everything that is alive because her job has her surrounded by death, and she struggles to hold onto life. She was a normal wolf at one time and her death had been hard on her.

She found herself enamored with the young small fox spirit, Inari, and decided to become like a mother figure to her, though they were not related by species. She cares greatly for the little fox, and it is when she is in danger that Seran is most likely to fight.


Likes:

Ara is her best friend in the pack, and she loves her very much and would do anything for her. Ara is a true friend, and would stand by her through thick and thin. These two are usually inseparable, and where you find Ara, you can usually find Seran. Ara has always called Seran 'cara maith " or a good friend.

The old magic is a big liking for her because she truly wants to understand it yet she cannot. She has the ability to control it, if she could harness that power, yet, that eludes her. She can see the fey however and this brings her great joy and sometimes great sorrow as well.

The moon has always been a source of happiness for her, and often it has guided her in many of her endeavores. She calls it, 'shining draíochta', or shining magic, and in fact believes this is where most magic comes from.

Inari is a small fox spirit that she has become inamored with and would protect with her life.

Life is important to her because she is alway surrounded by death.


Dislikes:

Humans are the main thing that she dislikes, and she tends to try to stay away from them. Luckily for her, the pack is in the center of the untouched lands, and not many humans come there. If they do, they sometimes quickly wander out again.

She really dislikes her position as a guardian, but this is the fate that the shaman of her pack bestowed upon her. The reason she dislikes it so much is because it could possibly put her in direct contact with humans, although, that is very unlikely. The only thing she does like about being a guardian is that it lets her be in contact with others, and possibly make more friends.

Her inability to harness her powers is one of the things she most dislikes. She does not like it because it means that she had to become a guardian instead of a shaman like she origanallly wanted. She can see the fey, but she cannot harness the power within them.

Song:

Citizen Soldiers- I thought this song perfectly, showed her role in the world, and with her job. She is a soldier of a different kind, a kind of guardian.



Mionn an Guardian Soul

Geallaim riamh a thréigean mo muirir
agus chun tacú leis an ainm seo Noble
Geallaim go ndéanfaidh mé a leanúint i gcónaí ar chonair na dea-
agus a thuiscint más rud é nach féidir liom mo anam mo titim a ruin
Geallaim a chosaint mo pacáiste agus go léir a bhfuil cónaí orthu ann
is cuma cad ba cheart a bheith ina gcúis
Geallaim aillimhe a leanúint ar chonair na ghrá
Tuigim gur chóir dom a theipeann ar mo marcanna bheidh céimnithe
agus m'anam titim i do dorchadas
Mar a luaigh mé na focail seo a bheith agam go deo
Caomhnóra Soul








Bás Seran

Bás thagann chun go mbeidh ar a sé
agus iad siúd nach bhfuil
Is féidir leat nach roghnaigh nuair a
ach beidh a fhios agat nuair a dhéanann sé
do ansin beidh tú ag freastal ar an caomhnóirí Soul

In our land their are dangers that can be deadly to us, we may not notice until it's to late. For my pack, this was all to true, we didn't notice the danger until it was too late. But for us, that danger came from within, a faolchu dearg was within our midst and we didn't notice until it was to late. At first, our laonna began disappearing and we suspected a rival pack, then the in aon áit eile began speaking of a cold shadow taking them.

We didn't know what they meant, so we paid them no heed. That turned out to be a mistake that we would pay for with our lives. Slowly, many pack members began going missing and we did not know what to do. We slowly began thinking the déileáil was among us and we began to be afraid.

One night we were asleep and I heard a shrill yelp. We were surounded by our own pack members! They were the déileáil and we had fallen for their acts. There were six of them, as our number had dwindled we had become out numbered. It was five to six and we had no hope of victory. As



Excerpt from Seran-Caomhnóirí Soul


Nuair a sheasann an domhain ar an imeall an snáithe
agus is gá anam duine chun cabhrú
gheobhaidh tú freagra ar an glaoch
Beidh siad ar crith no?
Is é an rogha suas a thabhairt duit.
Ach tá a fhios ag gach cinneadh a dhroim
agus nach bhfuil gach dea-



In the center of our planet there is a place nown as 'An Tailte untouched', or the untouched Lands... In these lands live many wild and wondrous creatures not many have seen in ages. This is my home, home of mo shinsir, and home of mo phacáiste. I have lived in these lands for centuries, as a guardian of the land. My duty is 'a chosaint' or to protect and I try my best in the job, though it is not 'de mo roghnú', or of my choosing. I'd rather not face the struggles many of my fellow omhnóirí face such as the duine. But this is mo chinniúint, thought I do not wish it.

I would rather be a shaman, or a person who used the d'aois draíochta, but the previous shaman deemed my inability to call upon mo draíochta as a hinderance and settled me as a caomhnóir. It would be my duty to protect the pack from harm and to fail was to titim ó onóir, or fall from honor. This is not something I wish to do, so I will always try my best even if I dont like it. I will follow the path of the shining draíochta and will not stray.

Thus is my path and I will live it.

"There is one to your D'fhág," shouted Ara, moving to cover me in that direction as the cinn log moved in from all sides. We were trapped and all I could do was hope my friend would get out alive. I was the one they wanted anyway, they knew I d'fhéadfadh a fheiceáil Fey and they thought I could harness that power. However. if I could, I would not be fighting them at all, I would be learning to use the power.

"Run away, Ara Déanfaidh mé iarracht a shealbhú chur orthu!" I shouted over their barks and she looked at me, stunned I would even think to try and face these creatures alone. "Rith anois!" I yelled at her and saw her back away from me. For a few seconds it looked like she would come back, but instead she leaped over their head and headed off in the direction of our camp, hopefully to get help.

Our world is one full of danger and dorcha draíochta, the cinn log- wolves with no soals left- have started taking over and us Caomhnóirí Spiorad are having a hard time controlling them. Luckily for us, we have the shamans, but those are born few and far between.



Definitions for Bás Seran:

Bás Seran: Death of Seran


The first verse:

Bás thagann chun go mbeidh ar a sé
agus iad siúd nach bhfuil
Is féidir leat nach roghnaigh nuair a
ach beidh a fhios agat nuair a dhéanann sé
do ansin beidh tú ag freastal ar an caomhnóirí Soul

Means:

Death comes to those who will it
and those who don't
You can't chose when
but you will know when it does
for then you will meet the soul guardians


faolchu dearg: Rouge Wolf
laonna- pups
in aon áit eile- elders
déileáil- traiter







Definitions for Seran-Caomhnóirí Soul:

The first Verse:

Nuair a sheasann an domhain ar an imeall an snáithe
agus is gá anam duine chun cabhrú
gheobhaidh tú freagra ar an glaoch
Beidh siad ar crith no?
Is é an rogha suas a thabhairt duit.
Ach tá a fhios ag gach cinneadh a dhroim
agus nach bhfuil gach dea-

Means:

When the world stands on the edge of a thread
and souls need someone to help
will you answer the call
or will they perish?
The choice is up to you.



mo shinsir- My Ancestors
mo phacáiste- My pack
omhnóirí- Guardians
duine- humans
mo chinniúint- my fate
d'aois draíochta- old magic
mo draíochta- my magic
caomhnóir- Guardian
D'fhág- left
cinn log- hallow ones
d'fhéadfadh a fheiceáil Fey- see the fey
"Run away Ara Déanfaidh mé iarracht a shealbhú chur orthu!"- Run away Ara I will try to hold them off
"Rith anois!"- Run Now
dorcha draíochta - Dark Magic
Caomhnóirí Spiorad- Spirit Gaurdians










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

[Tammanae]

Pet's ID Tag:

Kennel #12

Name You'd Choose for It:

Seran

Gender:

Female

Reason You Want It:

Well, first of all, I had quite the click with her. I could immediately see her being the spirit wolf that teaches Noche, my other spirit wolf, how to not abuse of his powers, and how to control himself. I see her as a being of untold wisdom. She would of course not be just a background character, she would be also be the advisor for Anubis and Akhlut, and play a mayor role with Akhlut's race being vanquished until he is the only one left.

History/Background/Other:

Species

Wolf

Sub-Species

Spirit wolf (believed to have been a Himalayan wolf in the past, but these rumors have never been confirmed)

Size

Unknown; she seems to shift depending on her mood, although it is thought that the spirits that constantly follow her are the ones that create this as an illusion. The purpose of this is also unknown.

Likes

Peace
Quiet
Meditating
Noche

Dislikes

Famine
Hunger
Bears

Personality

Hollow and distant, Seran never seems to be acting on her own accord. The 'higher ups', as she refers to whoever commands her, set a task for her, and she carries it out. Her ever glowing marks seem to be the only way to tell her mood sometimes, as they seem to glow brighter when her mood is foulest. Not one for hanging around groups of wolves, she does enjoy watching living wolf packs from a distance, although she never interferes with their affairs, as it is not her duty to do so. Unlike Akhlut however, she is not cruel nor a death bringer, although most associate seeing her with the coming of the end for them.

History

Her past is unknown. To everyone, she is merely Seran, the spirit wolf, she who communicates with the dead. There are rumors of her having belonged to the first pack of Himalayan wolves. In fact, stories speak of how she was their alpha, and how the spirits that follow her are her first pack, still desperate for her lead, unable to let go of their lives now lost. How she lost her life is unknown, although further stories talk about an attack of bears.

These stories usually get wilder with each passing generation, though they do not bother her in the slightest, knowing the living tend to enjoy story telling to their young, as it inspires both hope and courage. The tale that brings her shame, however, is the one that most wolves enjoy the most, the one in which she destroyed the akhluts, the wolves that were known as the most savage towards men, the shapeshifters that brought fear to all. Most think it has to do with how it is the one order she could not accomplish, as a member of the akhlut tribe still lives, but to her, the shame comes from being the one mission she should have never carried out.

Story

They bring shame to the name wolf! They must be stopped! Every warrior of the akhlut tribe is now sentenced to death!

These words kept ringing in Seran's head over and over. The Council had spoken. Even Death himself had appeared in it and spoken against the savage race that was the akhluts. The decision? Death.

Death to all? This is wrong... hasn't anyone thought of how they are acting different?

Seran had never questioned an order. How dare she? She was there to bring justice that mere mortals could not do. However, the akhluts were acting strange. This peaceful species of orca/wolf shapeshifters had suddenly turned savage.

Immortal beings, they lived in the shores of a mortal shore. They were there to make certain that humans didn't stray too far, or to make sure that the ones that were sent on the trials after death would come back safely if they were successful. So why had they suddenly turned to feasting on the humans? Too many questions lay unanswered as she meditated under the full moon, her spirit companions moving restlessly around her, as if they too could sense her discomfort. She shook her head, her glowing eyes expressionless as she headed out, heading towards the shores that were home to the akhluts.

Horned wolves with black and white pelts met the white tongued female as she closed in on their dens. Not a word was said as she closed in on the huddled bunch. Her eyebrow quirked slightly, noticing that their numbers were decreasing. The once large pack was now vastly reduced, and as she got closer still, she could see a body of an akhlut resting as if in sleep in the middle of the huddle, the air filled with mourning. Pawsteps met her ears, and she turned, seeing the leader of the akhlut, a wise and large male, padding towards her, a certain level of hope crossing his eyes at the sight of her.

"Finally! Help has arrived! We thought the Council would never appear," the male started, his hopeful glint turning serious as he looked to the side and viewed the body of his fallen comrade. "Humans have done this... The chief of the village nearby... he has gone mad! His son has died in war recently, and as is custom, he was sent on the voyage of the sea, sent to the trials after death... Sadly, he did not pass."

As he spoke, faces turned to look at the two wolves as they spoke, some of them nodding in agreement to what the male said as he continued speaking. Others huddled closer, anger glinting in their eyes as they reeked for vengeance.

"The humans blamed us. They said it was our fault, that we should have protected the man from the trials. That is not our duty... We are not here to make them pass, but to aid them return safely if they do, as they would starve to death if they were to be revived in the middle of the ocean with no food or water. It is not our fault if they do not pass!" he said angrily, the fur on his hunches bristling.

Relaxing slightly, he took a deep breath and continued. "After this, the humans have taken it upon themselves to attack us, bringing down our numbers. We have kept some at bay, but they catch us when we are alone. My tribe is afraid of going out alone in fear they will be next," he finished, his voice distraught. "So... what does the Council have in mind? What's the word?" he asked, at this many of the akhluts walking up to her, just as eager to know as the male who had spoken.

The glow on Seran's fur dimmed till it was almost not there, her ears flat as she heard the story. This was not what she had been told. This was not what the Council had said. The spirits around her body faltered and became a tornado around her body as her face turned to the male, in her eyes an apology that she could not find words for pouring out. "The Council has spoken... The sentence is death..."

The screams that followed, the blood that flowed, these things would eventually be left deep in the forgotten realms of her mind, lost in the crevices of old memories that only in occasion haunt dreams. However, those deep blue eyes, the eyes of a young akhlut pup that watched in horror as his mother was gutted for the crimes of the humans, who's expression was filled only with confusion, and who could only voice pleads of mercy for his companions. The one who was not yet a warrior, and as such the sentence was not valid for him, he would be the thing that would be engraved in her memory as she carries the shame of what she has done forever.

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