NeriHyuga wrote:Lirrie wrote:nejis judging 6 XD
neri XD lol i'm not a naruto character XXDD and i will try to judge tomorrow or on wednesday.
lol im sorry lol -falls out of chair-
NeriHyuga wrote:Lirrie wrote:nejis judging 6 XD
neri XD lol i'm not a naruto character XXDD and i will try to judge tomorrow or on wednesday.
.:Evanessence:. wrote:oh darn i wans't able to add my story.. my computer crashed right before i posted... can i add it tomorrow round noon please?
Lirrie wrote:cloosed
5 isnt related to her i dont think
Nawee wrote:Hey Lirrie, don't want to be a bother, but just to have an idea, when should I expect my breeding to be done?
It's just out of curiosity. You offer those for free so I'm willing to wait the time needed.
Kestral&Leo wrote:
Name:
Nox
Pen:
6
Gender:
Female
Age:
5 Years
What will you use it for:
Nox will first and foremost become a companion for my little lonely Ripped. I could imagine them having some very pretty cubsI would use her for the story I have planned for my little Crysts and if an RP for the species opens both her and Ripped will be involved. I want to get some art of her too, I love her markings and feel they would be stunning to see forming as she grows so would like to get some images of her while she is a lot younger.
Why do you want it:
I want Nox as she is first and foremost...stunning. Thats the easiest way to describe her. The colours on her pelt are amazing, she looks like a starry night sky, which is why I gave her the name Nox. I love her darker crystals to, they add to the character.
Personality:
- Quiet
- Gentle
- Friendly
- Kind
- Sweet
Nox is truly a softie, she is kind and gentle and always avoids conflict. She has had many hardships in her young life which may be why her and Ripped connected so swiftly. She is always polite though and tries not to let her past affect her future, she knows life hurts but doesn't let it bother her or change her decisions. She believes it is always better to take a chance at happiness, she doesn't want to spend her life not knowing what she could have had. She loves her freedom, her new home and her new friend and never wants to return to her harsh past. She has occasionally had issues learning to trust others but now she knows the world isn't out to get her and is happy to follow along in the path of life and to learn along the way.
History:
Life has never been easy, it has always been full of hate, turmoil and destruction. The destruction of every belief you ever had, the screams of fear as your sister is dragged into the darkness. The wrathful eyes of your murderous evil father, his cold laughter as he attacks. The sleet, snow and rain battering what is left of you...and then the relief. The warm soothing tongue cleaning your wounds. My life has been hard. But because of him, it will always be worth it.
My childhood was unusual to say the least, my father was...well insane. He barely recognized us or my mother, my older sister from a previous mating had stuck around to help my mother and revealed to me there had been an accident soon after my birth. My father had been hurt, damaged permanently and barely remembered who he was, he had extreme mood swings and hated everyone. Including us. We couldn't leave him, he was our father, my mother tried to convince us to run a few times as I grew older but we resisted and stuck around for her sake as well as ours.
That was out biggest mistake. One day my father lost it, went completely insane, he called me and my sister abnormal, scum of the earth, dirt, vileness....He called us demons and ran away. It wasn't until a week later that we saw him again, he came upon us as we slept. He killed out mother, and dragged my sister away through the snow. My second biggest mistake was not going after her, I was young, scared, my crystals were barely grown, I was barely grown. My mother was dead, my father insane, my sister....gone. It took two days before he came back for me.
His claws slashed through my fur, my skin, his sharp claw split my nose and slashed cuts above my eyes. I was in agony, the cold air burned my cuts bitterly. He laughed manically as he attacked. He mocked me, scorned me, told me all the dark things he had planned. It turns out my sister was alive, he had left her dying in the snow and had the same planned for me. I wept with fear and lashed out, I was shocked at my own anger, shocked at my own strength as he flew backwards away from me. He lay in the snow dazed and I ran.
I ran, ran for hours, for days. My wounds bled and hurt, my paws ached and the pads cracked. I could feel him running behind me, I wasn't sure if I was imagining him or not. Finally I collapsed, collapsed in the snow shaking with fear. It wasn't until I felt a cool tongue licking my wounds clean that I realized I wasn't alone.
Many people say Ripped is a cold, heartless male. To me he is my friend, my only family. My savior. I will never forget that.
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