The SCAA - Officially Closed!

[tokietok]

Sorry for such a late reply. Yes, Wesley, I do have his other art. c: Here it is.




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[Wesley]

No problem. ene He is so beautiful and perfect. <33
Thank chu, Birdo. c:

[Harley-Quinn]

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Username:Honeystarc
Kennel Number:171
Name [of pet]: Harley Quinn
Gender [of pet]:Female
Breed/Species [of pet]: feline(lioness i think)
Personality [of pet]: Very giddy all the time. very happy and loves to run. she loves to get into trouble though
Background/History [of pet]: a all around good lioness till she fell in love and it changed her life
Use [for pet]: Roleplay maybe(on this site)
Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]: no
TnT

[Solanum]

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Username:Honeystarc
Kennel Number:171
Name [of pet]: Harley Quinn
Gender [of pet]:Female
Breed/Species [of pet]: feline(lioness i think)
Personality [of pet]: Very giddy all the time. very happy and loves to run. she loves to get into trouble though
Background/History [of pet]: a all around good lioness till she fell in love and it changed her life
Use [for pet]: Roleplay maybe(on this site)
Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]: no
TnT

This isn't first come first serve.
The best form wins, meaning you'd need to add more to your form to be considered for the CD c;

[Wesley]

Username: wesleydog
Name: Grace
Gender: Female // Mare // ♀
Breed/Species: Aztec Horse
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love her and use her well.
- Donate her back if you no longer care for her.
- Don't change or butcher her design.
- She can be made anthro or shapeshifter, but she must remain a horse.
- Name may change, but I prefer gender does not. This being said, you may change it if you find it fitting to do so.
- Don't allow her to collect dust. She was one of my first characters. </3 I still love her very much. ^u^
- Take the time to read this info below:

About the horse: The "prayer beads" around the neck and front leg are birthmarks, much like the character on the left side that says "Dream". It's only on the left side, but the appaloosa spots on the rump are on both sides. And the eyes are the same blue as on the neck markings.

Lineart/Artist/Credits: Lineart is Horse Reference Sheet by horsy1050. Design is credited to The_Awesome_Olive246.



Username: wesleydog
Name: Jysta
Gender: Female ♀ // Mare
Breed/Species: Mystical Unicorn
Preferences/Requirements:
- She was one of my first characters and was adopted from the old Pet Palace Adoptions. I expect you to take great care of her as she used to be very important to me. This means that if you adopt her, please use her, get art for her, and don't let her collect dust.
- If you find that you no longer want or need her, please return her to the SCAA or me personally.
- You may change her gender and name, but I prefer that you keep his/her name. c:
- You may make her into an anthro or shapeshifter, but she must still be a unicorn.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Horse Editable by Reysha; Design by AnnaerbR



Username: wesleydog
Name: Tiny Flower
Gender: Female ♀ // Mare
Breed/Species: Horse
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love and use her.
- Keep her as an equine.
- Name & gender may change.
- Return if not wanted any longer.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Lines by horsy1050. Design by Mintey8.



Username: wesleydog
Name: Maeve & Harker
Gender: Female ♀ // Male ♂
Breed/Species: Bunnies
Preferences/Requirements:
- You must keep them as mates or in some other relationship.
- Their genders must stay the same.
- You may change their names.
- Donate them back if you can no longer find use in them.
- Give credit where credit is due.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Sorren Fey's Happy Easter! :3; Design by Tabuu



Username: wesleydog
Name: Eso
Gender: Male ♂ // Stallion
Breed/Species: Unicorn
Preferences/Requirements:
- You will love him no matter what. It took a lot out of my to finally give in and donate him because he was a very early, treasured character of mine (and the extra art listed below of him was very expensive. x3) He will not collect dust under your care, and you will use him frequently and/or get art of him.
- If you do not find that you can care for him up to standards any longer, please return him to me personally or to the SCAA so that he can find a new home.
- Keep him as a stallion; he was meant to be a boy.
- I prefer that you keep him name, but you may change it if you really wish to do so.
- Keep his accessory and do not under any circumstances change his design.
- DO NOT TRADE HIM. It is against my preferences and the SCAA rules.
- He is to remain a unicorn.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: I searched for forever and can not find it to save my life. =.= I got him from someone off of the Adoptable Oekaki forum as a premade a very long time ago. ^u^
Extra Art



Username: wesleydog
Name: Avaska
Gender: Female ♀ // Mare
Breed/Species: Horse
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love and use her.
- Return if no longer wanted.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Once again, I cannot find this. I bought her off of "C.H.M." one day in the Created Pets/Adoptable Oekaki forum. I'll try to find it some more, and if you know who she's by, please let me know. Thanks. ^u^
Extra Art

Pingpong

[.The Bootless Box.]

I love Avaska she is so pretty ^^ and Grace :3

[Wesley]

Username: wesleydog
Name: Basin
Gender: Male ♂
Breed/Species: Black-Capped Chickadee based Bird-Wolf
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love and use him. He's a very special character with a very special breed.
- I know that it's a strange and unique request, but you must make him a vegetarian. He's always been a vegetarian to me, and he must stay that way. o3o
- He must stay a male, and his name can change, but I prefer that it stays Basin or some other name related to/similar to Basin such as Oasis, Dike, or Canal.
- Return here if you no longer wish to own him.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Inactive lineart by TheWolfsgirl90; Design by Tяiρρ



Username: wesleydog
Name: Avea
Gender: Female ♀
Breed/Species: Wolf // Other Canine
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love and use her.
- Do what you wish, but if you no longer want her, donate her back.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Character Sheet by Satamoru; Design by Blazer.Peppermint


Puppy Number 2

Username: wesleydog
Name: Petal
Gender: Female ♀
Breed/Species: Wolf
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love and use her.
- Do what you wish with her, but donate her back if you no longer want her.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: One Big Family by apache~; Design by Scout<3



Username: wesleydog
Name: Vosco
Gender: Male ♂
Breed/Species: Wolf-thing
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love & use him.
- Do as you wish with him, but donate him back to the SCAA if you no longer want him.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Character Sheet by Satamoru; Design by Greenwillow



Username: wesleydog
Name: Spirit
Gender: Female ♀
Breed/Species: Wolf
Preferences/Requirements:
- Her eyes are sewn shut and she is blind; keep it that way.
- Love and use her.
- Donate her back if she's collecting dust & you no longer want her.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: Running Wolf by meerkatgirl; Design by sweetdragon



Username: wesleydog
Name: Forest
Gender: Female ♀
Breed/Species: Wolf
Preferences/Requirements:
- Love & use her.
- Dp as you wish; donate her back if you don't want her anymore.
Lineart/Artist/Credits: New Character/Fursona Ref by TheWolfsgirl90; Design by unknown

Pingpong

[Pengu.]

"Well, in the end, we're the same. Nobody wanted us to be born."

Username:
penguinluv01

Kennel Number:
#178|One Hundred and Seventy-Eight

Name [of pet]:
Midnight's Bane
Nicknamed 'Bane' or 'Mid' for short.

Gender [of pet]:
Male|Brute|He-Wolf

Breed/Species [of pet]:
Wolf X Demon Crossbreed
The result of a cruel and unusual experiment on a wolf.

Personality [of pet]:
Bane is a rather confident , independent pdemon, often seen as logical and probably very intelligent. Some people think he is a little cool and unemotional, and that may just be the case, but he just does not like to explain or broadcast his feelings all the time like others may do. Outbursts of either anger, occure often, and outbursts of joy are rare. Bane prefers try to keep himself under control at all times. He always beats around really personal questions with an out-and-out lie. He just wishes others would leave him to his own business, because Bane feels he can trust no one and no one really trusts him.

The thoughts and opinions of others don't have any effect on him. Bane could really, naturally, care less about other's feelings and he couldnt give a rat's pituttie about what others think of him. That is what he portrays, anyway, but Bane is really self consious about what others think of him and tries to please. To no avail, most of the time. Sometimes his insensitivity can hurt people's feelings, but that's their problem.

Bane dislikes crowds, and especially strangers. He sees practically everyone as a threat to him. He can come off as quiet and shy, keeping to himself. This is to prevent him losing his temper and doing something he may, may..., regret.

Background/History [of pet]:

::Bane – The Beginning::

It all started fourteen years ago. I was but a mere pup, spending my days frolicking through the meadow with my kin. My pack, my family, my life. It all started, one mid-winter’s night. Curled up in my den, staring at a starry, cloudless sky. It all started…. when I was normal.

---

That day… it is forever etched into my mind. Forever burned into my soul.
That morning, it was the most beautiful we, the pack, had ever seen. Snow had fallen the night before, drifting down in icy billows that stung your body if you left the warmth of the den. Out whole pack huddled together in the large cave, sharing in each other’s warmth. Though, when the storm was over, Alpha stepped from the den. He was silent, and the rest of the pack followed. My siblings and I were last, and when we stepped into the morning light, we were all in awe. The snow came up to my shoulders, and white snow and ice was everywhere. I loved it; winter had become my new favorite season.

Alpha had said we were going for a walk to the field then, to search for a meal. Our, us pups, first hunt. We walked down the hill, through the glen, and onto the field of snowy grass. The adults began, dragging down an elkryn, while my kin and I ran behind. It was a tasty meal, but for me it was tainted. It was not my kill. So, I snuck off to find a rabbit.

A rustling in the bushes. I froze and my nose twitched and filled with scents. Rabbits? Curious, I followed the sound. Crack. Jumping, I yelped as something tight caught my torso. A pain in my thigh, and the sudden feeling of drowsiness. Before I blacked out into the cold darkness, I saw their eyes. Their tall, thin, hairless bodies. I thought of my family I would never see again. To them, it was the winter of wonder. To me, it was the winter of despair.

---

I felt a cold draft, smooth metal under my belly, and the sharp smell of humans. Everywhere. I scrambled up, nails slipping on the cold floor. I shivered, looking at my surroundings. Silver metal floor, and white walls lined with glass. A single, long light flickered above my head. Something clicked, and I turned to see a piece of wall open, and white-cloaked humans enter. I whimpered, a female human bending down. She began to stroke my side. “I am so sorry… Forgive me...” the woman said, and the last thing I saw was a tear hitting the floor.

Once again, I opened my eyes. I felt drugged, and weird. My muscles quivered, and I screamed as I saw my reflection on the floor. I was at least, if not more, three times the size I remembered. Licking my lips, two long fangs protruded from my mouth and tasted of blood. I no longer felt the warmth of my long coat; it was replaced my short stubble.

What had happened to me? Then, I did not know. Scared, I noticed them as I looked up. Groups of eyes, watching me curiously, hungrily. With their notepads and cameras. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but for the first time, I had a new feeling. Anger, resentment, fury, and abandonment. I was alone and broken. My mind and body were corrupted, so I decided I had nothing to lose. Snarling, I had had enough. I continuously rammed the wall, breaking through. Humans stared, trying to fight me off. I tore through them, staining the halls with their blood. Running through the lab, I smelt freedom. A door, sealed shut, blocked me.

Her, the woman from before, stood on the other side of the glass door. Behind me, she watched humans trying to get to me. To kill me, or worse. Smiling, she opened the door, letting me free. I just stared for a moment, and then ran past without a backward glance. “Thank you..” I thought, for she had saved my life. I burst from the building, surrounded by a dark forest. A few yards away, humans carried a cage into the laboratory. Inside, a baby Bengal tiger. Thinking nothing of it, or what that tiger would mean to me, I ran for my life. My best option, the mountains.


::Sha’tella – The Beginning::

I saw him run, through my squinted vision. He seemed scary at first, but then again maybe just scared. Anyway, he was the lucky one, now that I think about back. He had gotten away. I wasn’t so lucky that day.

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I was only a few months old when they found me. The humans. I don’t remember much; only the warmth of my mother’s fur, the scent of warm milk, and a wild smell. Next thing I knew, it was taken away. Something grabbed me, and I was hoisted into a cage. The only thing I could do was meow, and then sleep. Soon, I awoke in a warm place, opening my eyes again. It was bright, and a human looked at me curiously. Her smile was warm, as was the bottle in her hand. Milk; she fed me. Then I slept. This pattern between the two of us continued for months. She would talk soothingly to me all of the time, and I began to trust her. She warned me of things that would happen to me, but said she would be there. I was scared, but I knew it would be okay… I hoped…

::A Few Years Later::

Ha. They thought they had finally gotten me tamed. Those silly humans. Oh, they couldn’t have been more wrong.

Elisa, she had said her name was. The kind human woman who had taken care of me. The only one who I would let do so; the only one I trusted. She told me of my homeland, my species, behavior… Of who I was. Then, of what the scientists other than her wanted me to do so.

I had to be tamed. I wouldn’t. It is only pretend, until Elisa can help me escape. We could do it you know… Escape. Elisa had helped another before me, a wolf.. We could do it again. I can run and fight and kill. I am a wild beast. I was…then I became an abnormality.

---

The day is but a horrible memory, when it happened. I just wanted to forget…
I was used to the normal experiments; it had been going on for five years. All normal, I came out without a scratch. Though, this one was an experiment gone wrong.

As usual, Elisa came early for my meal. We sat and waited, and then she led me down the many halls and into the laboratory. There, laid on the table and got hooked up to machines. Tubes and IVs, monitors that beeped with my heartbeat. The normal. Injected, the feeling of drowsiness. A tech student was there today, giving me injections. An hour passed. Last of the experiments. The student mixed two chemicals, and the last thing I remembered was a boom, the feeling of heat, and darkness.

As I awoke, it was warm. Hot. I could feel flames rippling at my body. Strangely, it did not burn. It felt the flames of cold ice against my skin. Slowly, I arose to my feet, blinking to see through the smoldering billows of smoke. Fire, everywhere, burn in the now shambled laboratory. Must have been an explosion, for the roof was almost completely gone. Bodies of scientists littered the ground, covered in rubble and blood. As I walked around, all was silent except for a crackle here and there.

I was alone, it seemed. Free at last6. Like Elisa had wanted.
Elisa!
I had to find her. Roaring, I looked frantically for her body. After some searching, I found her half crushed by a block of..something. Wall maybe.. I purred lowly, nudging her. Softly, she grabbed my fur, pulling my face down to hers.
“Go.. what we have always dreamed of. You are free… Go…” Silence.

I felt alone, but not afraid. Raising my head high, I roared for everything to hear. Of my freedom, and Elisa’s death. Run. I had to go now, before more came to find me. I looked left and right, darting into the forest.


::Joined Together – At Last::

Bane looked up from his rocky domain, on the top of the mountain, squinting. As if to see if what had caught his eyes was real. He had stared there every day since his arrival at the mountain, looking downward to the laboratory. This morning he was awoken by the sound of a large explosion, and indeed, it was true. The fire burned brightly, drawing everything to its attention. It was no more, gone into a slab of rubble. But why this had happened, worried him. Bane saw a flash of orange sprinting into the forest. “What could that be now? The cause of this…” he asked himself. Against his better judgment, the mutant wolf stood up and reluctantly traveled down from his turf to investigate.

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Chest heaving, Sha’tella had to pause. She was panting hard, her tail lashing like a violent tremor. She was free, but what to do now? What was there to do? She had to survive, to be wild. But had never been her whole life… “I have to survive…I have to go…do something…” Sha’tella sounded lost, and she truefully was. A flash of white crossed her path. A rabbit… Instincts kicked in for the first time, and soon she was digging in to her meal. “Well, it cant be that hard..” she smirked, licking her lips. The tiger looked behind her, cocking her head. She had run far, miles. No one dare find her in this large expanse of woods. Humph. Sha’tella yawned, exhausted, and found a sturdy tree. Jumping up inside, she sprawled out on the branch and dozed off.

---

Bane looked up, searching around. He was sure he had smelled it; fire, burning even out here in the middle of the woods. He hadn’t been down here in years, but he knew every nook and cranny. He paused, unsure.
“Hey you.. Mr. Bloody.. Up here.”
Bane snarled, looking up. In the tree above him, lay an orange tiger, swishing her tail at him. A tail of fire.
“What do you want..” Bane said softly, narrowing his eyebrows.
Sha’tella cocked her head, studying him. “I know you… From somewhere. You were from the laboratory too, right? You were the one who escaped, the day I was brought there. Elisa talked highly of you..”
Bane nodded, though confused. “Yes, I escaped… That was you who was brought in. Elisa? The human who helped me?”
Sha’tella smiled, slinking down the tree. “Yah, that was her. Hey, you know this place right? Well uh.. I may need some help. First day out here. You mind?” she asked.
Bane smirked, nodding. “Sure….” He said quietly, motioning for her to follow him up the mountain.


Use [for pet]:
As a beloved character|To do art of and improve my skills.|

Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
Art:
WIP

Themesong:
Misery; by Maroon 5

Likes:
Solitude/Lonliness|Moonlight|Oceans|Demons|Fond Memories

Dislikes:
Pink|Balloons|Humans|Scientists/Doctors|Unnecessary Bloodshed|Himself

Sexual Orentation:
Straight.

Mate:
Perhaps in the future, but not definate. I like to know characters before I choose that.

Age:
Fifteen Years Old

Appearance:
Midnight's Bane is larger than a normal wolf, quite larger infact. He is about seven feet tall, from toe to head, and a little longer than five feet from toe to the tip of his tail. His coat color is a medium gray, getting darker the lower down his extremities you go, and lighter as you go upward. His rump, front paws, and muzzle are perminanly stained with blood as a result of the experiment gone wrong. Bane has large fangs that reach seven inches in length protruding from his muzzle, and the rest of his teeth are razor sharp.

"No matter how painful things have been, you just can’t dwell on the past."

Hammertime

"Don’t depend on others. Walk on your own two legs."

Username:
penguinluv01

Kennel Number:
#206|Two Hundred and Six

Name [of pet]:
Sha'tella

Gender [of pet]:
Female|Fae|She-Cat

Breed/Species [of pet]:
Tiger Crossbred
The result of a cruel and unusual experiment on a tiger.

Personality [of pet]:
Confident and assertive, Sha'tella rarely leaves anybody in doubt of her true feelings. She is brutally direct and honest. Definately not one who resorts to lies to sidestep someone's feelings.

Sha'tella is solitary, independent, and occasionally irritable. She has a large sense of personal boundaries: Very annoyed by big crowds of people and obnoxiously loud noises - they stir up her aggressive tendencies. Complex social situations find her out of the groups very quickly - having to be nice and social and friendly for hours on end to complete strangers whom you don't even care much about is absolutely exhausting.

Sha'tella is not afraid to return an insult or start a confrontation. Many find her rather intimidating. Close friends, of which she only has one..., know that you have your soft spots and with them you can be truly yourself. When one of your friends is in a tight spot, they know that they can rely on you to come charging into battle to help them.

Sha'tella has a solitary, assertive nature, and a firm sense of self. She would probably back you up in a fight and rant with you about all of the idiots who tick you off. When she is with her friend Bane, however, he finds a crack in that confident shell and reminds Sha'tella that she doesn't always have to be the strong one.

Background/History [of pet]:
Same as Bane's Above.

Use [for pet]:
As a beloved character|To do art of and improve my skills.|

Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
Art:
WIP

Themesong:
Come Away to the Water; by Maroon 5 (feat. Rozzi Crane)

Likes:
Personal Boundaries|Forgetting|

Dislikes:
Pink|Fire|Her Family|Experiments|Unnecessary Bloodshed

Sexual Orentation:
Straight.

Mate:
Perhaps in the future, but not definate. I like to know characters before I choose that.

Age:
Nine Years Old

Appearance:
Sha'tella is the size of a normal, female tiger. Her fur is a light orange, but with the appearence as if she is covered in smoke from a fire. From the experiment gone wrong, her tail is perminantly on fire. Even in water, it will not diminish. Sha'tella has a mohawk running down the middle of her back. Her claws extend a few inches than normal, and are razor sharp. She can withstand any amount of heat and fire without burning.

"What will you accomplish by dying? Nothing! There is no meaning in dying!"

Hammertime

[Pengu.]

"In order to change the world, I must first change myself."

Username:
penguinluv01

Kennel Number:
#170|One Hundred and Seventy

Name [of pet]:
Jenn (Must keep the same for the previous owner's preferences...)
Nicknamed: Cybele; This is because, in her pack, they thought of her as a quiet, witch type. Cybele was the pack's most feared God, and therefore that is where the origin came from. Cybele, just stuck, and her sibling Noel found it more appealing than 'Jenn'. Jenn hates it, though, but lets it go only for Noel.

Gender [of pet]:
Female|She-Wolf|Fae

Breed/Species [of pet]:
Scene Wolf

Personality [of pet]:
Jenn is very shy and a little reclusive. Big crowds and new social situations tend to make her slightly uncomfortable and nervous. She would much rather stick with her close friends. She had a large value for personal space and is uncomfortable to feel crowded or overwhelmed.

Jenn is very sensitive, and easily hurt. She often worries about what other people are thinking about you. It is rather easy to hurt her feelings, though she tends to hide them very well from people whom you are not comfortable with, like strangers. Usually she brushes things off with a joke or hide your pain behind a toss of the head. She doesnt like to overreact, but will not shun away from vengence when necessary.

She trusts loved ones and close friends with feelings and with them she tends to be more open and sincere. She is loyal and clingy, sometimes, and while Jenn hides herself from strangers and acquaintances, Jenn comes out of hiding when close friends are around. Or at least,for a while, before she retreats back into privacy.

Jenn's main character traits are; shy nature, dislike of conflict, and ready ability to defend herself or friends, should the need arise. She likes to stick close and bring smiles all around.

Background/History [of pet]:
Jenn walked along, tail drooping low, but her head held high. Why should she be sad, if she had done no harm? As always, the youngest of the family had been blamed. Being the eleventh child of an insane mother, and an absent adventuror father, was sure not the greatest childhood. Being blamed for everything growing up had caused Jenn to keep to herself, but that didnt stop her siblings.

Jenn paused in midstep, daring to look over her shoulder. "Get away from here you murderor!", "Stay away from us!" and other harsh words were flung her way. I shouldnt have even looked back.. Jenn thought, but her eyes averted from the angry mob back to her sister, the second youngest, who was shivering next to their siblings. She gave Jenn a half smile, but was shoved away. Jenn's ears fell, and she walked on. Never allowed back, and never would she want to go.

Jenn walked for what seemed hours, and finally mustered up the courage to recall everything that had occured to her that day, as she was kicked from her pack...

Jenn was laying in the shade of an elm tree, closing her eyes as he thought about the what lay above her in the stars. She was alone in a glen, and a soft wind blew the smell of honeysuckle to her nose. A smile had come to her face, and she sighed contently. No siblings here to bother her, no pack to annoy her. Just Jenn and nature. "AAAAAHHHHHH!! Cybele!" a voice rang out, through the thicket behind him. Cybele furrowed her brow, opening her eyes and looknig over her shoulder The voice..."Noel? Noel!" Jenn called back, racing through the thicket to her sister. Only her sister called her Cybele...Well, everyone did for horrible reasons, but only Noel said it outloud

Jenn burst through the bushes, and looked to the body of her sister. She was covered in blood, from her neck to her legs. A large, black wolf stood over her, panting hard. "You shouldnt have called her Noel." the wolf snarled, circling Jenn. "Rowin. Get away from her! I knew you didnt love her..." Jenn sharled back, locking eyes with her sister's mate. Both wolves jumped toward one another, wrestling and snapping at limbs. Jenn was bitten on the side, pinned to the ground after a good five minutes of the battle.

"Cybele, are you ready to die like your sister?" Rowin snarled, going for her throat. Jenn closed her eyes, wishing it would all just be over. But, nothing happened. Jenn opened one of her eyes, and Rowin's limp body fell off of her. Noel, wet and clean from her washing off in the stream, stood behind them. Muzzle bloody, she had killed him. "Noel..." Jenn muttered, walking over her and wrappnig her in a warm embrace. "I..I know.." she replied.

"Step away from them!" a gruff voice howled, and a large gray wolf pinned Jenn down. The alpha, and Rowin's father. "You killed my son! And tried to murder your sister!" he snarled, biting Jenn hard in the chest. "NO! I didnt.." Jenn sobbed, but it was no use... She was the quiet one of the pack, and everyone thought her as crazed as her mother because of that.

Jenn flung off the thougt, the painful memory. At..at least Noel, her only loved sibling, was safe. As for Jenn, she felt lost...

Use [for pet]:
Well, I have seen many others go for her in the past weeks, and time and time again she is left inside. So I thought, is that because no forms were good enough? Maybe, but that is a difference of opinoins. I havent gone fo her before now because I thought my ability was lacking, and therefore I would not create a winning form good enough to deserve her. After winning a few, I thought it was the right time to go for Jenn. I think, now, I can finally create something worth winning her.

And, I never imagined making her story a sad one. I guess, being sad while writing it made it that way... May add some on later, a good resolution to the story. We shall see. <3

Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
Art:
WIP

Themesong:
Right as Rain; by ADELE

Likes:
Clasical Music|Gold Jewelry|Close Friends|Nature|

Dislikes:
Loud Noises|Storms|Confrontation|Bossy Personalitites|Parties|Family (Because they didnt believe her)

Sexual Orentation:
Straight.

Mate:
Perhaps in the future, but not definate. I like to know characters before I choose that.

Age:
Seven Years Old

Appearance:
Jenn is the size of a young wolf, not fully grown. Her fur color is a light purple, with pink mixed. She had a few golden symbols on her lower body, which glimmer and shine in the sunlight. Long, deep purple hair hangs down infront of her face.

"Whatever will be, will be."

TnT

[Offended Cockatiel]

Wes;
You missed my form for 126, Damien;
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