☁ Silver Lining Adoption Place v2 ☁

[Wesley]

So the 28th for our SLAP CD Wes?

If you don't mind. :]

[Solanum]

So the 28th for our SLAP CD Wes?

If you don't mind. :]

Of course I don't ^^
I'd rather not judge both SCAA and SLAP on the same night x3

[Mozzy.]

-ignore-

[Solanum]

Sorry Dusk. Didn't realise you had posted some revamps
I've just put them up ^^

Wes; Could you please add 'link to lineart' on the donation form so I don't have to track any more down? c:

[Offended Cockatiel]

Username: Aysan1
Name: Redeyes
Usually called; Sier Siegn
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf Lycranthrope
Kennel Number: 24-Twentyfour
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
I tried not to go for him, but there was something in him that just kept on drawing me in everytime I curiosly scrolled through. Then finally I gave in, why not give the little guy a break? After reading the speacies though it defiently made me more curiose on him, and i'd love for him to have a loving home instead of lonsomely waiting for something, or rather someone to show him affection.

Personality:
Seriose;
In a nutshell; He's hard to crack but has a very sweet, naive and quiete innocent center. If you can get through with a lot of hard work you'll see how kind and breakable he really is, even though he seams unbreakable. It's a hidden cloak, if they can't see it, they won't think of a pinative breaking point.
~WIP

Theme song; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jR03d_Ci ... re=related
History:
~WIP

Deep lines beneath my eyes made me realize quicker as I staired into the mirror that I had even less time then I had compreheanded.
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"Morning." The kids pilled into the classroom, slowly at first then quicker in a rush. "Morning Pack." I yawned as I watched more kids come in. Only a few moments before it would be too late to get in. The Pack sat neatly in there seats, making me smirk. "You guys have learned. Huh?" One kid, Jared the smart alick sitting in the front chimmed in with a bunch of senceless words. "Yea! If we didn't you'd nag us to death." Some giggles filled the room but it was mainly quiet. The kid's didn't mind anymore, in the beggening they al fussed about how clean I wanted everything. They didn't get it. They didn't know why I was scared of what I was, and why I hated when things were not bloody clean.
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I raised my gun, hands firmly locked around the metal object. The bullet was ready and with a flick of my finger there was a soft click fallowed by a straiouse bang. I winced and closed my eyes tightly, loading the gun once again. Looking into the air I smirked, my eyes narrowed. "Why hello there." The black sillouete in the distance almost caught me by suprise. "Ch'" I hid my running blood, wile I panted from the chase. My knife was out in about three secounds flat. "Hello." My grin grew wider, turning into a creepy smirk.

Then bang bang bang. My eyes were wider than I would have liked, expressing my fear as I doidged each bullit. It wasn't the bullots themselves, but rather the loud noise ringing in my ear, making my head pound. I raised my arm up and growled, swinging it down heftily. I herd a yowl and chuckled almost nervously. "That all you got?" He raised a shacky arm, gun at hand. Then I felt a pressure against my chest.

"You going to do it?" I tested. His smile suprised me. It was bitter-sweet and filled with missory. "I'm sorry." His voice was shacky. "I couldn't keep the promise." I cocked my head, eyes wide as he took the gun to his forehead. "The killer was.. Shaden." And then... Bang! My eyes grew wide, I stood up and stepped back. Sighing I looked away, looking around now. There was no way he survived, with where the bullet had gone. One hand one my temple I thought, stepping through the path I left the body laying there, fallowing the path in a quick spring untill I reached the cabin once more. From there I picked up a blanket, dark brown door open and swinging back and forth with light creakes because of the wind.

It was cold inside the cabin, but my body was shacking too much to even notice the eary and brooding howls of wind every few minutes. Kneeling down beside the limp, dead body I gave a weak smile. "Shayden, huh? Thank you." I placed the blanket over him, keeping myself from puking all over the place and realing back right up against a tree. I walked back up the path again, flicking my cell open and putting the cold cover to my ear. "Anything interesting happen?" I nodded, even though obviosly the person on the receiving end couldn't see, then frowned, taking a breath before speaking. "Yea. When has this job ever been dull?" I gave a weak chuckle, fallowed after his. "I know it's not eay... aspeacly for you; Sier."

Other:
Occupation; Bounty hunter hiding out as a teacher in a high school; Tainor high

Sexuality; He is bi for many reasons, he's shy around girls his age, as gentle as the dew to a flower he can be but not all can see. It makes him act awkward and come of as rude and wierd, he's also been curiose for many years now, plus really doesn't care.

Orgin; French///Hebrew

Fears;
Is OCD'd over cleanliness. He likes things to be clean and organized and makes his class clean up when they can all the time. If things are not the right way he can go eather pacing and fidgiting or cleaning up hastely.
He can be a slight bother if he's not happy with how things are, if their not clean enough for his tastes and can be quiete prudent over things.
Traumatic memorie relaiting to this- As a child he was lost, the other kids thought it'd be fun to send him into an old house, where a messy teenager and his friends had died weeks ago. It hadn't been cleaned up, the house, nor the bodys and i was creeping with spider and other arachnids aswell. This place seamed to mix his fears all together and it seamed after running out of it, he was iffy and etchy near anything messy as it reminded him of what had happened before.


Has mild cases of;
Phonophobia; A fear of loud noises-
ligyrophobia- A fear of startling noises that pop out of no wear initially; Fireworks, fire alarms, Computer speakers, DVD player and such.

Arachnophobia; A fear of spiders and other arachnids such as scoprions. All arachinds have eight legs, though not all are used for just the job of walking, scuttling or crawling.

Claustrophobia; Phobia of small spaces and likes personal space above a lot.

Has a fear of being bound up or tied. And also a fear of being locked up in small spaces with nothing to occupy.

Likes;
Coke/Pepsi/Sprite
Icecream
Flavored tea
Boots
Games
Stockings
Art

Dislikes;
Coffee
Tea cakes
Chocolate
Wheat
Music
Obnoxiose behaviore
Waking up early
Being corrected



Hobbies;
Sewing
Achrobatics
Gunmenship
Jewlerry/embroidded jewls designing
Baking
Cleaning


Favorites;
Color: Burgundy
Clothing: Depends- though he really likes his black pants
Place: Ourchard near his house
Room in the house and why: Living room; Because it's distant yet feels close enough so you don't lose anything
Food/drinks: Sprite and cheese sandwich
Music genre: Classical
Songs and Singers/Bands: Doesn't really pay attention much but he likes; Ariana Grande
Movies/TV Shows/Performances: Titanic
Actors/Performers: Very neauteral
Books: To kill a Mockingbird
Historical figure: Martin Luther King II
Subject in school: Humanitys
Animal: Blue- Jay
Least Favorite:
Clothing: Floundering- Too long or clouthing that shows too much skin
Place: Crowded streets
Food: Sweet'n'sour shrimp
Music genre: Hard rock
Subject in school: Spanish- He was great at it- No idea why he hated the class every year
Simple Pleasures:
Reading
Relaxing at home with frumpy clouthing


Greater Pleasures:
Swimming
Hunting


Where does this character like to hang out?
Any place where people can be quiet- With the pack {His students/class and school mates}
Usually at school-someplace


Where is this character's dream place to live?
Really... he doesn't have a dream place
Motto/Personal quote: Gunna drag my eyes out
Mode of transportation: Motercycle- Halo
Most prized possession: Speacial Necklace
Why?
Because




Most influential childhood memory;



Handicaps{s};

Stiffness in the shoulder due to scarring.

Has Hyperacusis; Hyper sensativity to some ranges in sound- Usually he gets his class quiet before anything. It's slight but it's very well.


Apearance;

Height: 6''2
Weight: 167 lbs
Posture: Structured
Build: Mid-muscled
Skin: Pale golden tan
Hair: Lutiose deep brown with some black dwindled in
Widow's peak? No
Ears: Slightly rounded with a crook edge
Eyes: Pation flower red
Nose: straight with a slight crooked end
Mouth: Tight lips and a smirk//snear/usually pulled over, or what looks like a half smile more often
Face shape: Nicely rounded with high cheek bones and roughly pointed chin
Expressions:
Usually- snearing
-Smirk
-Baffled
-Suprised
-Jittery
-Half way and unamused
-Unhappy
Describe their smile: His smile is shy and finicky, with deep red leather looking lips that curve looking a bit uneasy as the tips curve
Hands: Slender with rounded fingernails
Feet: Long with chubby toes
Tattoos/Scars?
Crossed scars on his right shoulder from knives and wild beast attackes

Glasses/Contacts?
He's got pretty close to perfect eysight
17/15
Though he wears glasses around his neck-

Left/Right handed?
Left handed

Distinguishing features:
A tatoo/scar like mark running from the left shoulder blade up and to the front of the neck; Is a birth mark

Who does s/he take after; mother or father?
Main aspects being mothers grouchy aspects and fathers smart and sometimes wild attitude- Being fidgity comes from his mothe tough finicky from father

Style (Elegant, shabby, etc):
Oraganized and strainouse
Tight and elagent

How does s/he dress or what do they typically wear?
It depends on his mood but you usually find him wearing thight clouthing that can still get him high respect for his skills

Other outfits one might find in their wardrobe:
A frumpy, stay home sweater with no pants- tight black shorts and tied just lightly hair

Jewelry:
A necklace he wears only on extreamly speacial occasions of a pearl in the center, embezled with gold all around it and a tooth right beneath with an emerald handle.

Other accessories:
Nothing much- A cap that tips backwards and is puffy

Weapons: Knifes- And many things close- Also gun's but he'd rathe stear away because of his fears and phobias.
Health: Very healthy- With lung problems over the years
Hygiene: Clean- Very clean
Physical Flaws: Right arm and left leg just a few cm bigger than the other arm/leg
Physical Qualities: Very fit- broud layed back shoulders- Firm muscles and structured hips and stomach/abbs

Other:
What song best fits this character?
A sadness runs through him- The Hoosiers
If you could compare this character to an existing character, who would s/he be and why?
Enell- Because of Enells attitude compared to him
Or
Bren- Bren has the same orphane like past
If you could choose an actor for this character, who would it be?
If you could choose a voice actor for this character, who would it be?
Who/what was your character inspired by?



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Maipe






Username: Aysan1
Name: Apallo Jairieck
Gender: Male
Species: Wolf//shifter
Kennel Number: 33
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
Apallo's one of the suprises that caught my eye. He's simple but still beautifull.
His personality seams to somehow brighten up my spirit in ways.
I don't know what interested me from him, there was this outstanding quality in him that I can't explain, taking to my liking.
Personality:
Apallo's a very confident figure.
He's brave and a bit naive, and though he can get self-centered he means well.
Not the smartest in the book shelf though, Apallo's a persistent little bugger, who likes everyone to be happy.

Over the years, he's gained a more mature essence but is still that optamistic little thing.
He's gained more sports attrabutes, and sociability. Along with a mothering sence.
Though ge's still the same in some ways.

History:
deeply violet eyes meeting with the ground I towed myself over to the bus stop, yawning and whipping gradually at my eyes. "Hello." I kneeled down, stroking under the chin of the black tabby that came here usually. Pulling out something from my pocket I rolled it around infront of him, watching it gain his curiosity. A small sardine, and I didn't mind how disgusting it probably was to take it from my pocket, or rather to even put it in my pocket, and gently place it down. "Have a lovely day." I smiled watching the small cat go, looking up at the gloomy sky that seamed ready to cry. Rain was comming, I could just feel it. Then I jumped back, the screech of the bus stopping infront of me catching me off gaurd. I took out my pass, showing it to the driver and stepping inside, heart still a bit jittery from the sudden suprise. I couldn't help grinning though... Today would be different here.
~ ~ ~


The bus stopped near the school, splashing water back, rain pouring. People grouned at it, knowing they'd be out without any protection, though I was getting ready to run through the path, cool rain and bitting wind all at my tail. Everything was a blurr untill the moment I stopped at the gate, sliding in though wasn't the easiest as I climed over wet metal rails then hopped down, straight into a puddle. Then everything was a blurr once more, glass door opening swiftly and in once secound I was in, shifted and shacking my fur wildly untill I was atleast a bit more clean. Cinder paw pads pading softly against the almost white tiles of the building. Soft white ears flicking off water, my black and silver earings shinned against some light that dabbed in and touched them.

Then I shifted back, dryer than before, and defiently dryer than the entrance I had just made all wet. My shoes, soft sun yellow and over used color, made a clacking sound in the silent building. There were no open doors, and all of the open ones were dark anyways. Room 33, I knocked softly, a soft golden light from under the door almost warming my shivering feet. "Apallo?" He coughed before nodding. Oh wait, they couldn't see it. "Yes." This person didn't know me, except for my name. She unlocked the door, revealing long, curled brunnete locks over curving shoulders. "So. A plan? How is this goin to go along?" Her voice was soft, but all that was really on my mind was the cold I fel still. She threw a folded up thing at me. "It's a blancket, use it." Smart and quick too, she had one wrapped over her dainty frame.

I was sapposed to get married to her soon. But, we want to find something, find love, find life, find adventure.. find so much, we weren't ready for this. And we were'nt going to be forced into it. We were in there for God knows how long, talking and exchanging words of a plan. Something to get out of this whole "being wed to someone I don't even know" thing. She gave me a smile, and I grinned. "This plan of ours. You think it'll work?" I asked her. Her smile didn't fade, she nodded just softly, bobbing her head once. I nodded back, and we gave each other one more desperate glance, knowing we were stepping into danger as we walked out of that room, high fived each other, condoning our luck and walking opposit ways down the hall. Soon I was back to the door I came in from, now the sky a light blue, it felt happy. Maybe this was our luck, and maybe not, the rain could be good or bad. I opened the door, taking a big breath of wild cool air, eyes closed for a moment as the warmth of sun touched me. "mnnh." I'm ready.
~ ~
"Apallo." I stepped through the barricaiding sunlight and looked up, glad to have the slight shade of tree's. "Yea?" A smiling face met me, someone patted my ear softly, making me roll onto my belly and yip. I did have that canine in me. My wings slowly curled themselve to a more comfortable position as the person stroked under my chin. "I've been looking for you, you silly little pup," There voice gently as they spoke. I yipped happily, tail wagging wildly. "Well you found me!"


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~WIP's

[incadence.]

Username:
Cedar
Name:
"My names Kuro, meaning Black in Japanese, it seems my parents called me that because of my pelt, but I think my fur color is more grey, maybe they are more referring to my personality though"
Gender:
"I am Fae, but most people mistake me for a brute due to my name and appearance, I guess a you couldn't really call me the girly type"
Species:
"I am a wold, a wolf cross dog, my mother was a black wolf with speckled grey across her thigh and my father was a grey hound"
Kennel Number:
" 35"
Sexuality
"I am slightly bi, but mostly straight, I like males" 

Usual outfit
'Denim shorts and a long sleeved T-shirt'
Religion
' I am an Atheist, I do not believe something I cannot see, and I have seen nothing 'godly'."
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
I need a new character, and I am lacking on creativity lately. It is also a beautiful design, not too bland nor too detailed. Very nice, also seemingly easy to draw and colour, I don't want to have a too detailed design that I cannot draw. It is absolutely a beautiful yet single design. I very much like simplicity.  

Personality:
"People say I am mysterious, but I don't really think so. I do try to stay out of commotion most of the time, but I am not exactly anti-social. I like having fun like typical wolves, but I seem to be giving off the impression that I am dark and mean. I really am not, I try to be nice most of the time, but I am also incredibly shy, which makes me feel uncomfortable around people, and hard to make friends. You can't really say I have a self high esteem, though I try to to keep on the good side of everyone. Though Im mostly ignored, well at least Im not bullied.

I admit that I can be nasty at times, and words can slip out at unfortunate times, usually hurting others. I really try to be pleasant, but sometimes my mouth slips up. But accidents happen right? I am also a back-stabber and a sheep, I follow the others around me to fit in, and to "fit in" you have to make sacrifices, like hurting others. But I really don't want to be the one bullied or left out. I hate being an outcast! But it's not like I want to be super popular, I just want to fit in, you know? I am also a bystander, if someone is bullied, I am not the person to go find a teacher or a person to stop the bullies, all I do is just wither stand there or leave, I don't want to get myself caught in unnecessary conflicts. I know it sounds harsh, but I want to protect myself. Though I will stand for what I believe.

I adore my friends, they are pleasant and nice to me. Though we all seem to have a wall separating us from each other, and deep down, I know that they are not my true friends, they are the kind of people to hang out with you and backstab, and I have to admit,Im kinda like them too. Though as long as I am not a loner, than I am content. I am nice to my friends and we catch up a lot, though I know that some of them dislike me. I don't like some of my friends either. They tease me sometimes, harmless but hurtful. I won't say so though, because then they will say Im either "over-reacting" or a "crybaby". Nice friends, eh? But they are nice most of the times, and they do kind of stand up to me. I should really be grateful, I mean it's better than nothing right?

Some people say I have a split personality, I don't think so, though. It's just that some days I fell more 'up for it' that other days. I think people are mistaking that for a split personality.

I am quiet when I need to be, like around the 'popular wolves' or in an argument that has nothing to do with me. Though sometimes I do butt in recklessly which also gets me in some "social status" trouble. The adult wolves really like me though, and they have helped me a lot with my hunting and training, I think other wolves are jealous, but to be honest, I do work better and improve when I am a favorite.

My friends, I know again. I am not greatly unpopular, but you could call our group the "social reject" group, where all the social rejects come just because we are nice. And to be honest, some of them are kind of wanna-bees and try-hards. And my usual friends dislike them. But how are we supposed to tell them? We just can't! It's mean, and I cant have that mean reputation going on. It is just not right! So we kind of just act cold and aloof to them. But they still stick to our sides like glue. How trouble some!

I am a slight, okay maybe a huge bookworm. I adore reading books about fantasy and paranormal. But most of all romance! Romance is a beautiful thing, and I adore reading it. It's so beautiful and pure. I wish I could experience love though, I am not expecting like a prince to come and get me and take me to his castle, just a nice guy that can look after me. Big books are my thing, and I am a really fast reader, I can finish a book in a whole day if I get into it. Though comedy books, I dislike. Because they try to be funny, and since it's just words, I can't seem to picture it. Manga and comics funny scenes actually make me laugh out loud because eI can actually see it.

Hmm, my friends say I am hyperactive. It is true, but to strangers and normal classmates, I don't show that side to them. To outsiders, I may seem like a calm and collected, devoted wold. But really I am just really hyperactive. My friends will usually see me laughing like a maniac or doing something stupid. I rarely show thAt side though. I am very good at hiding it. Behind the scenes I am quite the trouble maker. But the teachers never seem to realize, because they think I am the perfect student. I try to be a goody two shoes, but everybody needs some fun in their short life right?

Just like everyone, I have a dark side, though it is only materialized into thoughts. I always have mean and cruel thoughts racing in my head, but K can control my body to not show it. It kind of seems like a split personality, just weirder. I am actually astounded at all the cruel thoughts circling my head. And now and then, mean things come out of my mouth. I they to control it though, really.  


History:
"Brey, my pack is waiting, I'm sorry I have to go now" An black wolf murmured, as the howl thundered across the cave. The Grey mongrel by the name of Brey, nodded curtly. "I understand, Hope, I will look after Kuro," he said, licking the young black pup at his feet. The young pup awoke, looking around blinking, her yellow eyes studying the black cave. She turned his eyes to the two older wolves standing. "Mummy, Daddy, please don't go again, Kuro wants you to sleep with him, I don't want to be left alone again" she whimpered. Hope studied the young pup wither amber eyes.. "My apologies, Kuro" she said flinching noticeably, when another howl sounded. "I have to go" she said quietly before slipping out of the cave.

Brey sighed lying done tiredly, his eyes droopy. "Daddy, will mummy be back" Kuro whimpered snuggling into Brey's chest. Brey sighed, "I don't know, with her pack problems and their prophecy, they might leave to their new home any second now" the dog said, sadly. Kuro tilted her  head her eyes confused. "Home? New!? But this is mummies home!" Kuro retorted fiercely, her yellow eyes wide with determination. Brey sighed, his eyes looking into the distance, filled with sadness.

A moment of comfortable silence went by, Brey stood up and headed out of the cave, Kuro followed closely. Brey turned, snarling. "STAY.HERE!" he growled. "We didnt even want a child! Do you know what sacrifices we had to make to look after you? Me and Hope are in two different, worlds, understood that, Kuro? Even without you, it was hard to see each other! Now it seems me and Hope have drifted further apart because of YOU!" He snarled, exhaling. Kuro flinched. "Father?" she whimpered, shrinking back into the darkness of the cave. The calls of Brey's owners, echoed around the cave, soon Brey had also disappeared into the darkness, Kuro sighed and curled up in a ball, in the corner of the cave, waiting for sleep to take over.

;.Meanwhile At the Wolf Pack ;.
"What? We are leaving now?!" Hope snarled, shaking her head in disbelief. "I ....I mean we can't leave now! It's too dark and dangerous, the pups and elders?" she screeched. The leader of the pack stood forward. "The Pack of the skies wants us to do what they say, and so we have to leave' he replied calmly. Hope growled. "But.. The health of your pack, Zoel! Don't you care about the health, your pack, family!" she whimpered. the eyes of the wolves of her pack bore into her pelt like daggers. Zoel, the leader of the pack, sighed. "Sacrifices are to be made, to reach our destination" he paused, looking up at Hope. "And you know the best not, to disobey The pack of the skies will, nor your alpha's command" he said calmly, his brown eyes boring into hers.

Hope, nodded, the anger disappearing from her face, though her amber eye's were narrowed. "I understand, alpha" she murmered, staring at her paws. She turned her head to face, the remains of her home, then at the direction of Kuro's cave. Kuro, please stay alive. she thought as she followed her clan, to their prophesised new home. Bye Brey, I love you she thought, as a tear trickled down her cheek.

Kuro, awoke, expecting to see some food at the entrance of the cave, her parents always brought her food, but there was none. Kuro blinked walking out of the cave. "Mother? Father?' she called. But only the calls of nature answered. she padded through the greenery, trying to scent the pelt, of her kin. But the only scent's she could smell, were the damp, eaarthy smell of rain and little prey. Kuro howled. "Mother! Father!" she yelled. Her parents always visited her without fail, so she didn't understand why today was an expception.

He felt sharp pain jolt up his ribs. "Max! It's just a young wolf pup, no need to kick it!" a femineme voice screeched. A familiar scent wafted into Kuro's nose. "Father!" she said, delighted. though the usual bright face of her father, was impassive. "Greetings, young wolf, have we met?" he said curtly, his eyes narrowed. Brey's human Max, sighed, "Brey! Don't go talking to those dirty wolves" he growled, tugging at his leash. Kuro whimpered. "Father!" she murmered. Brey, growled. "I have no child" he snarled, following his owners.

Kuro ran and ran towards the mountains. "So this is what rejection is like" she thought, running through the trees. "Mountains.. Prophecy.. MOTHER!" she panted as she ran. Her stomch clenching and unclenching in pain. The branches scraped against her pelt, bringing jolting pain, though she ignored it.

A few days had passed, she rested only a little but kept running, she needed her mother, her milk. She whimpered in the darkness, before running again. finally she caught up to the pack, her pelt was stained from the blood, from the thorns. She looked around panting. "Mother?' she whimpered. Zoel studied the young pup. "Your scent smells like Hope, is that your mother?" she said, eyes narrowed. Kuro nodded shakily. "She is dead" Zoel said calmly.

Kuro gasped, before darkness overcame him. The wolves nursed him to health, with the milk from other, wolves with pups, she was adopted by a wolf called Freed, and she was accpeted as one in the pack, soon the pack reached their destination, and their new home was built. It took a few years for Kuro to recover from the death of her parents, but soon she was content.

Likes
'I adore eating fish, it has such a delicious and unique taste to it!"
I also enjoy hunting, though I hate training.
I enjoy berries, especially blueberries
I like classical music
I prefer looks than intelligence
I love reading and writing
Manga
I enjoy talking and gossiping
and don't forget Butterflies and flowers, haha Though I don't like unicorns!'

Dislikes
"Hmm, I have a few dislikes,I hate cheese
Raw hare
Competitions and compeitivity
Athletics and sports
Reptiles
Spiders
Weeds
Cactus, they are very spiky
Homework

More Information on Likes and dislikes:

Fish:
"I do not know why I enjoy fish, maybe it is because we always have it. Though I love trout, it has delicous flesh and is not, well furry and dry. It also refreshes me, somehow."

Hunting:
"I love the exhiliration of hunting and the joy of holding your catch. Also it somehow makes me feel like a cub again."

Berries:
"I hate raw meat like rabbits or hare's. So in winter when the river freezes, I have learn't to like berries. It is quite sweet and delicious. I enjoy blue-berries, because of it's color and texture."

Classical Music:
"My friends all love rock music and pop, but to me classical is the best. It is really relaxing and beautiful. It calms me, and there are easy to hum too. You may think a person like me would like rock or screamo, but I am more into music like Swan lake or Beethoven. I love listening to piano and violin too."

Looks Rather than intelligence:
Well, I do prefer looks over intelligence, because, well doesn't everyone? Also all my friends do too. So do the popular 'Wolves'

Reading and Writing:
"Don't get me wrong, I am not a nerd. Though reading and writing is my passion. I can express all my feelings through a narrative and can be as creative as I like, not like the realistic world. Books make me happy and occupy myself, when it is a boring cold winter's night. I enjoy reading fantasy and paranormal romance or just ghost stories. But to be truthful, they scare me a lot. "

Manga:
"Even though novel's and books, help me feel happy, a manga let's me laugh out loud. When something funny is happening in a book or novel, I do not laugh out loud, because I cannot picture it properly. But with the help of pictures and expressions. Manga's and Comics make me laugh. I love fantasy and romance comics. Because I am a bit gooey and lovey myself."

Talking and Gossiping:
'Well Gossiping is like totally 'in''

Butterflies and Flowers:
"I know what you are thinking. That I am dorky. Don't tell anyone that I like butterflies, they will think I'm dorky like you do. *sigh. Well Spring leaves really quickly than it is suddenly winter again. That is why I always cherish the flowers that bloom, and the butterflies that come along with them"

Dislikes:

Cheese:
'I love the colour yellow, I have yellow eyes, I love yellow flowers, yet I hate cheese. Maybe it is because I hate rodents? But I just hate the smell of it. That is why I have not even attempted to taste a piece. It just smells really gross!'

Raw Hare:
"Fur is just really yucky on my tongue and makes me gag. Skinned rabbits are fine, just the fur drives me crazy. Though rabbit meat is really nice. Just the fur puts me off"

Competions and Competivity:
'I love playing the piano and running, but I hate concerts or exams or racing or any competiton. I get really stressed out and just ugh! My friends are also so compettive and it breaks our friendship when a competition arises!'

Athletics and Sports:
'Well, I really suck at physical education, and my legs seem to shorter than others, so yeah. I mean if you sucked at something.. would you still like it?'

Reptiles:
'They are scary. Period."

Spiders
'"So creepy, I see them everywhere!"

Weeds
"Well they seem to always strangle my flowers, and kill them, also they are not very pretty. Also spiky! I hate spiky stuff"

Cactus
"As I said before, I hate spiky stuff!, they hurt my paw pads!"

Homework
"With homework come deadlines, with deadlines come stress. I do not cope well with stress!'

Art:



~May have got markings wrong though x3

Other information and likes:
"I love the colour yellow, though it does not match my pelt at all, so yellow clothes and accessories are out of the question, though the colour itself does make me happy, So in my room I have quite a few yellow plushies. I also like the colour turqoise and blue, and the colour does kind of match my fur colour.I also have a strange fasination of hippocampi, from the books I have read, they seem ti have a beautiful blue and turqoise colour. Though my friends think they are wierd. And ironically, I don't like horses at all!

Information on Habitat
I live on the mountain, as stated in my history, it snows quite regularly and the temperature changes dramtically in summer making it hot. Though our pelts have adjusted to the heat. It falls out in summer and grows a lot in winter, I think it helps greatly. We live in a big clearing usually covered in snow in winter and green grass in summer. We have dens, and we feed on fish, by a stream when you walk further up the mountain. At first we suffered greatly from the latitude and the air change, though we have learnt how to deal with that.

There isn't a large choice of prey. Though we do feed on yummy fish and the ocassinally white hare, we sometimes also feed on eagles, though they are hard to catch and have injured or killed some of our pack members especially pups and elders.

The mountain is big and our clan leader Zoel has given us boundaries so we don't get lost, We live in a place of trees with a small clearing for dens and sleeping. And a kill pile that is guarded at all times. That way the eagles won't steal. If you wonder further up through the forest, there is a river that runs from a waterfall that is full of fish, though in winter, it freezes up so we have to live on other prey like hares and squirrels.

Predators are quite common, even though we sometimes feed on eagles they can do us harm too, with their sharp talons and beak, they steal our pups when we are not watching and food too. They are a huge annoyance, and several has had injuries fro them, though they are not serious predators. Wild cats are usually seen rarely, for they lounge very further up the mountain than us. But sometimes they come down and drink from the river. They have injured one of our wolves severely and killed one more too. Though we have agreed to let them pass by and drink. Brown bears are also a problem, they live in our forest and is a competitor and also a predator. They attack us and are very aggressive. They also eat most of our fish from the river.

The fish is mostly rainbow trout. Though now and then there can be a different speices of fish, though I prefer trout"

Traditions:
Ou pack worships this thing called the Milky Pack Of the Star Blanket. It sounds so werid, and I don't believe a single thing of it. though Zoel seems to believe it and worship it every night. And once a full moon, she forces us to join her to walk up to the very top of the mountain to 'pray' to the legendary Milky Pack of the Star Blanket. Though me and my friends just gossip and whisper throughout it.

I think this whole worship thing is a waste of time and stupid. But all the adults seem to be all devoted and worshippy, is that even a word? But that is the only tradition we have at the moment. I bet Zoel is soon going to make up another one. Pfft. I hate walking.

Information On Pack
'Our Pack consists of around forty wolves. Zoel is the leader at the moment. She is a lime green wolf, her name Zoel also means green. We each have ranks. I am a Hunter, or a fisher, whichever really. There are ranks like Warrior, Hunter, Apprentice, Mentor, Babysitter, Healer, Beta, Delta and of course the leader.

When I grow up, I want to be a healer.


What others think of her:
Best friend:
Well I guess she is quite nice, though she can get really clingy and annoying at times. She is sometimes too hyper and can annoy me greatly. Though I guess I annoy her too. Though she really is a nice person and not mean,though sometimes she can hurt my feelings, though overall, I like her as a best friend"

Classmate
"She seems really shy, and quiet. She like never puts her hands up. But I doo not think she is emo or anything. People say she is quite nice though. But she is quiet most of the time, so I do not really know her well. She seems to get along with everyone though.'

One Of the Mentor's
'A very talented young wold, I must say, very unique and smart. One of my favourites. She excells greatly in hunting!'

Frenemie
'She is like so bossy, I hate her. She is also so clingy and annoying. What a try-hard!'

Popular Wolf:
" I don't really know her that well, I don't like talk to her eithier. Hmm she's okay, I guess'




Other:
Finished for now c: Might make changes or add more stuff later 8D

Maipe

[Solanum]

Aaah. I was wondering when I would be seeing your face around here Aysano x3

-Can't be your fursona/fursona's mate.

Beavers.Go.Quack; I'm sorry but you should read the preferences. The one highlighted above in particular. The donator doesn't want their design to be used as a fursona.

[incadence.]

Oh sorry editing :3

[Solanum]

B.G.Q; Thank you c;

[Offended Cockatiel]

Aaah. I was wondering when I would be seeing your face around here Aysano x3

Oh hush you.... >: The awsomness just drew me in...ikr... How dare it! D:<

Ps. Judging soon 8D
Well... you saw it :/