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[Breezeyheart]

I'll be your light, your match, your burning sun,
I'll be the bright, in black that's makin' you run.
And we'll feel alright, and we'll feel alright,
'Cause we'll work it out, yeah we'll work it out.

I'll be doin' this, if you had a doubt,
'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out.

I'll be your ghost, your game, your stadium.
I'll be your fifty-thousand clapping like one.
And I feel alright, and I feel alright,
'Cause I worked it out, yeah I worked it out.

I'll be doin' this, if you had a doubt,
'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out.

Hallowed flame,
the pyromaniac.

Username:
Breezeyheart.

Kennel number:
Kennel number #29.

Use:
As a beloved original character. I will cherish and love him, and I promise to draw him whenever I can.♥ I just simply love his design, it's simple but at the same time, beautiful and elegant.♥ He will be used in stories, art, and role-plays. His home if I am lucky to win him, would in my ever-growing character thread.

- About the character -

Name:
Hallowed flame.

Name meaning:
hal·lowed [hal-ohd; in liturgical use often hal-oh-id] Show IPA

adjective
regarded as holy; venerated; sacred: Hallowed be Thy name; the hallowed saints; our hallowed political institutions.

Origin:
before 900; Middle English halwed; Old English ( ge ) halgod; see hallow1 + -ed2

Related forms
hal·lowed·ly, adverb
hal·lowed·ness, noun


Synonyms
blessed. See holy.

verb (used with object)
1.
to make holy; sanctify; consecrate.
2.
to honor as holy; consider sacred; venerate: to hallow a battlefield.
(from dictionary.com: proof.)

flame [fleym] Show IPA

noun
1.
burning gas or vapor, as from wood or coal, that is undergoing combustion; a portion of ignited gas or vapor.
2.
Often, flames. the state or condition of blazing combustion: to burst into flames.
3.
any flamelike condition; glow; inflamed condition.
4.
brilliant light; scintillating luster.
5.
bright coloring; a streak or patch of color.
verb (used without object), flamed, flam·ing.
10.
to burn with a flame or flames; burst into flames; blaze.
11.
to glow like flame; shine brilliantly; flash.
12.
to burn or burst forth with strong emotion; break into open anger, indignation, etc.
13.
Computer Slang. to send an angry, critical, or disparaging electronic message.
verb (used with object), flamed, flam·ing.
14.
to subject to the action of flame or fire.
15.
to flambé.
16.
Computer Slang. to insult or criticize angrily in an electronic message.
Verb phrases
17.
flame out,
a.
(of a jet engine) to cease to function due to an interruption of the fuel supply or to faulty combustion.
b.
to burst out in or as if in flames.
Origin:
1300–50; (noun) Middle English flaume < Anglo-French, variant of flaumbe; Old French flambe, earlier flamble < Latin flammula, diminutive of flamma flame (see -ule); (v.) Middle English flaumen < Anglo-French flaum ( b ) er; Old French flamber < Latin flammāre, derivative of flamma

Related forms
flam·er, noun
flame·less, adjective
flame·like, adjective
out·flame, verb (used with object), out·flamed, out·flam·ing.
pre·flame, adjective

Synonyms
1. fire. Flame, blaze, conflagration refer to the light and heat given off by combustion. Flame is the common word, referring to a combustion of any size: the light of a match flame. Blaze usually denotes a quick, hot, bright, and comparatively large flame: The fire burst into a blaze. Conflagration refers to destructive flames which spread over a considerable area: A conflagration destroyed Chicago.
(from dictionary.com: proof.)

I got my mind made up, man, I can't let go.
I'm killing every second 'til it saves my soul.
(Ooh) I'll be running, (Ooh) I'll be running,
'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out.
And we'll start a fire, and we'll shut it down,
'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out.

Gender:
Male.

Species/and or specific breed:.
Flame Cat.


Personality:
Mischievous.
Hallowed flame is very mischievous, and he loves to prank others. However he gets in more trouble, with his mischievousness curiosity then he should. He gets blamed for things that his siblings do, just because he was near by. And it was convenient for his siblings to blame him, instead of owning up to the blame.
Curious.
Hallowed flame is very curious of the world around him, he seeks to find out everything that he can, about everything around him. Sometimes this leads to trouble for him, since he can be a little curious for his own good. This often leads him running into danger, and to fix it. He'll use his cockiness and superior intelligence to get out of a sticky situation, but that can and often leads to a fight.
Confident but humble.
Hallowed flame is very confident of his abilities. His overconfidence could be misread as cockiness, but his those who know him can tell the difference between his confidence and cockiness. He will humbly take on any task given to him. His abilities are vast and he does many things well, so his confidence is well deserved.
Intelligent.
Hallowed flame is very intelligent, he knows about many things, that other flame cats from other clans have no clue about. He knows about the science behind fireworks, and is very fascinated by the science that goes into making fireworks. He has also learned quite a bit from exploring his surroundings, and by bad experiences.
Brave and fearless.
Hallowed flame is very brave, he prides himself on being brave, since he believes it to be an great personality trait. He is so brave that, he'll run into danger if his friends need his help, without a second thought.
Protective & defensive.
He will do anything necessary to keep his friends and family safe.
Loyal and truthful.
Once he becomes your friend, he will stand by you through anything. He will stand up for your honor, even when your not there to know. He believes in honesty and truth. He will never tell you a lie.
Trustworthy and adventurous.
If he gives you his word, you can bet whatever you asked of him will be done. He is always willing to try new things and go on adventures with you.

History/Background:
While pregnant with him, his mother saw that the winter was taking it's toll on her clan. Their flames and thus their life forces were fading. All of them could die soon if food was not found and a warmer place to call home was located soon. The elders in her clan were too weak to do anything. Seeing this, she took it upon herself to do something. She took no supplies with her leaving what meager supplies they had behind for the good of the clan. She journeyed for several days before finding a cozy little cave that would easily keep her clan warm. But she had more to do so she traveled on hoping she would make it back in time.
She came across a dying deer that a cougar had finished with. She ate only what she needed for strength and struggled to pull the deer back to the cave. It took her two days but she finally managed to get it tucked away in the cave. She ate once more and sprinted back to her clan with a supply of meat. She made it just in time. They rested that night then journeyed onto the cave. Once they were all safe, she collapsed and gave birth to a son. The clan elders named him Hallowed Flame because he was the force burning inside that allowed her to complete such a feat and save her whole clan.
From that point on, Hallowed Flame was raised as a treasured member of the clan. He taught by the elders the secrets of the clan. He was taught by the warriors to fight and hunt. Each segment of the clan presented him with a mentor and he was schooled in all things, even those considered to belong to the females of the clan. He was raised with the tenants that above all things, to honor loyalty, courage and heart. As he became older he has earned, on numerous occasions, the honors bestowed upon him at birth. He has become the most respected adolescent of many clans not only his own. Stories are told of his deeds of bravery and courage to the young, yet he remains down to earth and humble.




- Other information -
Likes/dislikes/art/etc.(optional):

Interview with Hallowed flame:
Breezeyheart (me) talks in bold Hallowed flame talks in italic
Breezeyheart: "What's your favorite food?"
Hallowed flame: "Favorite food? That would be vole, it's hard to catch, but so worth the difficultly. "
Breezeyheart: "What's your favorite activity?"
Hallowed flame: "Playing with my fire. I love to see what tricks I can do with it."
Breezeyheart: "Who's your best friend(s)?"
Hallowed flame: "Well.. That would Cosmos and Elysia. They both can control time and space. It's awesome, and they also appreciate my gift of controlling fire. Since it comes in very handy when it's cold. "

Favorite food:
Vole.

Favorite activity:
Playing with his fire/flames.

Best friends:
Cosmos and [url=..]Elysia[/url].

Likes:
Fire.
Spring and summer.
Candy. (I mean who doesn't like candy? You'd have to be crazy to not like candy.. xD)
Halloween. (It's the only day of the year, that he can show his face to humans, if he wants to.)
Fourth of July. (He loves fireworks, and the pyrotechnics of the science behind it.)

Dislikes:
Water.
Autumn and winter. (It's harder to keep his flames alive.)
Anything that involves water.

Theme song(s):
OneRepublic - Love Runs Out.

Art:
WIP.

Codeword:
meepmeepmeep3.






Rhayne,
one with the weather.

I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
So I sat quietly, agreed politely
I guess that I forgot I had a choice
I let you push me past the breaking point
I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything

Username:
Breezeyheart.

You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound
Like thunder gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Get ready cause I’ve had enough
I see it all, I see it now

Kennel number:
Kennel number #174.

I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You’re gonna hear me roar

Use:
I will use her as a fourth fursona, and to be forever loved by me. You may think that this is weird, but I have three fursonas. Because, I am a complex person with different levels to my personality. So, there is a fursona for each level of my personality. She will be for my tomboyish, adventurous, and reckless side. Also on another note, I love the simplicity of her design, and how the colors suit her personality in my opinion.


- About the character -

Now I’m floating like a butterfly
Stinging like a bee I earned my stripes
I went from zero, to my own hero

You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound
Like thunder gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up (HEY!)
Get ready ’cause I’ve had enough
I see it all, I see it now

I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You’re gonna hear me roar

Name:
Rhayne.
(I don't want to change her name, as it is already perfect for her.)

Gender:
Female.

Username:
Breezeyheart.

Kennel number:
Kennel number #204.

Species/and or specific breed:.
Elemental Wolf.

Her specific element:
Weather.

More info elemental wolves:
Rhayne is a elemental wolf, meaning she and her kind, normally are knowing for controlling a specific element. Each elemental wolf is born with a unique element. This element is normally hidden, unseen, and unknown until the wolf reaches a specific age, normally in her pack: the age is one year old. Upon reaching the age of a year old, the wolf is gifted with a necklace, the carved wooden pendent being basically a totem. That represents the young wolf's element, and later a other carved wooden pendent is added to show the wolf's rank in the pack. The ranks are a little different then normal wolf ranks, for there is a deputy, a wolf that takes the place of alpha, when the alpha is out hunting or patrolling the borders. This wolf is normally the alpha's right hand man (wolf, I mean), a wolf the alpha trusts his life with, so the alpha knows this wolf can keep things under control. The forest where Rhayne's pack lives is 160 miles wide, and mist completely surrounds the forest keeping it completely hidden from humans. Her pack's territory spans 80 acres of the forest. Another pack lives across on the other side of the forest, their territory spans 80 acres as well. In the middle of the forest is a huge clearing, this clearing is neutral territory, it belongs to both of the packs. The two packs meet here every full moon, for a huge gathering. When this gathering happens all of the wolves from each pack, talk, play-fight, and become friends. Then the two pack alphas talk about influence by humans, sickness in each of the two packs, and how much prey is in their territories. Both of the packs happen to be only elemental wolves.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You'll hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're gonna hear me roar...

Ro-oar, ro-oar, ro-oar, ro-oar, ro-oar

Personality:
A tomboy and adventurous.
Rhayne is a tomboy, and very adventurous. She'll take a camping trip, exploring, and touching lizards and bugs. Over being girly, and wearing makeup, and frilly dresses, any day. She hates frilly dresses, and makeup. She can stand wearing dresses that look awesome, but otherwise she dislikes dresses. She loves being a tomboy, cause girly girls are wimps in her opinion. Because they scream at seeing a lizard, or a bug, when it couldn't even plausibly hurt them in anyway shape or form.
Fearless and reckless.
Rhayne is fearless and reckless. She'll go into the unknown to save her friends, without thinking about her own safety. She rarely thinks of her own safety, when her friends safety is at risk. She is unafraid of the danger ahead, when her friends need her, and goes head on into the danger to help her friends.
Brave and strong
Rhayne is very brave and very strong. She is not afraid of anything, but spiders, and roaches. And that is because they creep her out. She is not scared by anything, because she knows that she could take on the monsters from the scary stories that North tells her, and because she took on worse.
Kind and caring.
Rhayne is kind and caring. She cares deeply about her friends, and when they are in danger, she worries about them. She is kind, and it shows through her friendship. She cares so much about her friends, that when she and North play pranks on her other friends, she makes sure to not go overboard, for her worry that if she does goes overboard on a prank, that she'll lose that friend forever, because she hurt her friend's feelings.
Energetic and sporty.
Rhayne is very energetic, and full of energy that is seemly endless. Because of this she is very sporty, and she is great at sports. Her favorite sports include, soccer, basketball, and baseball. She also loves to skateboard, and go surfing, and zip-lining.
Intelligent but impulsive.
Rhayne is very intelligent and very stubborn. She knows a lot about animals, insects, plants, constellations, math, (although she dreads math, she does know a lot about math since she needs to calculate when it's the right time for rain and ect. ) and weather patterns. She is very impulsive, so when she knows her friends are in danger, it's very hard to argue with her, since she will run off before you even finish a sentence, to argue why she shouldn't run off without a plan. She'll also be very stubborn about going somewhere because she wants to go there, but when she's stubborn like this, she always has a plan in advance. Sometimes it can be other way around, where she is the one arguing to a friend that, they should have a plan in advance before running off to save their friends from danger.
Sympathetic and caring.
Rhyane is very sympathetic, and quite very caring. She may not look like it, but she cares deeply about her friends, and even anyone who happens to need a shoulder to cry on. She cares about others and their feelings, and she is a great listener when you need a shoulder to cry on. But she normally reserves this side of her for when one of her friends needs a shoulder to cry on. But she'll be there if someone needs a shoulder to cry, even though that someone is a stranger to her.

I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
‘Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

History/Background:

Chapter One:
WIP.



Chapter Two:
WIP.


Chapter Three:
WIP.

You’re gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You'll hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're gonna hear me roar...

- Other information -

Likes/dislikes/art/etc.(optional):

Art:
Quad.
(Line-art - by Neara. Colored in - by me.)

Interview with Rhayne:
Breezeyheart (me) talks in bold Rhayne talks in italic
WIP.

Favorite food:
Need to edit this omo...
Wild strawberries.

Favorite activity:
Going on adventures with her best friend, Ali.

Best friend:
Ali.

Likes:
Need to edit this omo...
Berries. (But she likes strawberries the most.)
Play-fighting.
Hunting.
Going on adventures.
Nighttime
Eurasian elk.
Rabbits/hares.
Beavers.
White tailed deer.
Pups.
A mate. (She thinks having a mate would be great.)
Spring/summer.

Dislikes:
Need to edit this omo...

Codeword:
meepmeepmeep3.






Ali,
one with nature.

The wind, it calls me. The trees as rustle in the breeze, telling me I just need to be free.. The sweet scent of leaves, the aromatic scent of flowers in bloom in the spring, my heart tells me this where I belong... Free...Wild... Untamed.... Feral... I am born to be free.. I must answer the call of the wild. I must break these chains that bind me and keep me from being me..

Username:
Breezeyheart.

Kennel number:
Kennel Number #327.

Use:
WIP, will work on tomorrow.

- About the character -

Name:
Ali.

Gender:
Female.

Species/and or specific breed:
Feline.




Personality:
WIP, will work on tomorrow.

History/background:
WIP, will work on tomorrow.
Prologue:
*~
Deep in the suburbs of a small town, a pregnant tabby cat laid in a box, that her human had made warm, soft and comfy for her. She was going to give birth to her big litter of kits. The she-cat yowled in pain, her water had broke, and her kits were going come any minute. Hours later.. the tabby she-cat had given birth to ten kittens, her largest litter.

Chapter one:
*~
WIP.

Chapter two:
*~
WIP.

Chapter three:
*~
WIP.




- Other information -

Likes/dislikes/art/etc.(optional):
Art:
WIP.

Interview with Ali:
I talk in bold. And Ali talks in italic.
WIP.

Favorite food:
Fish. Specifically salmon and cod.

Favorite activity:
Exploring the forest, and hunting fish.

Best friend:
Rhayne. Despite being completely different species, Ali gets along great with Rhayne, since they have many things in common.

Likes:
Fish. (Obviously. XD)
Swimming.
Exploring.
Adventures.
Hunting her favorite food, fish.
Birds. (They are tasty don't you know?)
Squirrels.
Mice.
Being outside in the grass.
Catnip.
Training.
Battles.
Play-fighting with her friends.
Fall.

Dislikes:
Storms. (They scare her.)
Spiders. (They scare her as well.)
Being wet when she doesn't want to be.
Blood.
When cats fight over nothing.
Being hurt.
Being helpless.
Her friends being hurt.

Codeword:
meepmeepmeep3.

Note:
This is a HUGE WIP!!!

[ojoku]

Kennel 284
BoardToTheEnd
use:: For the past month or so, I've been working on a novel, and it's been completely sucking the muse out of me. It's gotten to the point where I don't even have muse for the project. I've been writing small stories about other characters of mine, but I feel like I need something to help me really get the gears moving. This is where Elias comes in. I'd use him a bit in artwork, perhaps, but mostly in trying to regain my footing. Experimenting with a new genre of story would be easy with a character such as himself, an explorer.
meepmeepmeep3

Name:
Gender:
Species and/or specific breed:
Personality:
History/Background:
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{{{ major wip }}

[Irios Atelis]

Username:
Nix Jazz Tempesedo
Kennel Number:
11
Lineart Link/Credits:
By me.
New picture:

maillll

[Wesley]

Gorgeousss, thank you <3

[♥LoveIsForever♥]

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≧^◡^≦ нєαят, σя αηутнιηg єℓѕє тнαт gσєѕ αℓσηg ωιтн му υѕєяηαмє!

тнιѕ ¢υ∂∂ℓу вєαя ιѕ ιη кєηηєℓ 123 (✿◠‿◠)

(─‿‿─) ι ωιℓℓ вє υѕιηg тнιѕ вєαя αѕ α мαנσя ¢нαяα¢тєя, αη∂ нє ωιℓℓ gєт мαηу
（‐＾▽＾‐）∂яαωιηgѕ ∂σηє σƒ нιм. ι мιgнт вє υѕιηg нιм ιη α ѕтσяу αℓѕσ, вυт ι'м ησт тσσ
\ (•◡•) / ѕυяє уєт. яєυвєη мιgнт єνєη gєт тσ вє му αναтαя ση нєяє!

ι ωιℓℓ вє кєєριηg нιѕ ηαмє яєυвєη. ι тнιηк ιт ѕυιтѕ нιм ωєℓℓ. (>‿◠)✌

≧ω≦ тнιѕ вєαя ωιℓℓ вє ѕтαуιηg мαℓє.

яєυвєη ιѕ α вєαя, αη∂ тσ вє мσяє ѕρє¢ιƒι¢, нє ιѕ α gяιzzℓу вєαя. ≧✯◡✯≦✌

Personality:
History/Background:
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional):
meepmeepmeep3

All of this is WIP

[Phagocytosis]

Hey Wesley! The next code drop is on the 25th right? I will not able to complete my form. I will try to finish it in one day on Friday. Is there a specific time for it to end??

thanks!

[Wesley]

Hey Wesley! The next code drop is on the 25th right? I will not able to complete my form. I will try to finish it in one day on Friday. Is there a specific time for it to end??

thanks!

I'm unsure about this yet (usually I am until the day of), but I am leaving that night for vacation so I can't wait for it to get too late. Probably around 5 or 6 PM EST is when I'll hold it, which is usually the case. ^u^

[Areater]

wip


Username: Areater
Kennel Number: 85
Use:
Name: Kira
Gender: Female
Species: Canine Hybrid
Personality:
History/Background:
Likes/dislikes/art, etc. (optional):
meepmeepmeep3

[wildwolfspiret]

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Falling In Reverse - Keep Holding On
I thought I had myself all figured out
But I spent my whole life holding myself down
And it seems to be that sort of thing I keep doing constantly
Addicted to the pain I cause myself
My head is floating somewhere in the clouds
While I'm paid to entertain a lovely crowd
They sing my songs and feel my pain
Cause pain is what creates my fame
A vicious cycle some day I'll get out
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He is going to be my baby.
He is going to be the most
spoiled character ever. He
will be used as a main character
for me. I'll draw him often. He seems
like a good addition to the family. He will
probally become my fursonas mate...cause
he is so cute. Or her best friend. He will be
used a lot on my instagram so he wont sit and
collect dust! When I get my computer fixed
this boy is going to be draw constantly.

He is a great character,
and I would love to have
him in my family. You
know, you see people
making forms for a character
then winning it and not
using it. I can maks art
for him digitalky but he
will be drawn constantly
on my instagram, no
doubt. I dont want him
to go to anyone else
because I want him to
be used. He is already
so perfect that if he just
sit in a thread and is
never used it will break
my heart. I want to make
sure that you guys who
judge this know that I
WILL use him. I will pledge
to make him a very used
character. I will pledge to
love him.

In plan to make him my fursonas mate.
Thats how close he will be to me.
words can't express how I feel for him.
He just makes me feel like he needs
to be mine. His looks and just the vibes
he gives me is a feeling I havnt had
for a character in a while.

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Username:wildwolfspiret
Kennel Number:
1
This character caught
my eyes immediately
when I seen him. He is
something I really want
to work for. Adoptions
have been slow for me
for a while sense I haven't
been on to do any. Im
glad I got on when I did
cause if not i wouldnt of
got him. he is an amazing
design. Its just something
i couldnt pass up. So
now that you know that.
im glad to say Im going after
sweet Kyle in kennel 1.

Name
Kyle
im going to keep
the name the
same. Right now
it just seems to
fit. He looks like
a Kyle and itll fit
his personality.
The name is very
strong and tough
but also very calm
and smooth sounding.
He is not a bad
character. He likes
to keep things simple
and make sure he
is strong looking.
his personal figure
is what he bases
everything on in the
end. He really wants
to be intimidating
to others as his
overall figure. He
wants to be
remembered as
a fighter.

Gender:
Male
The first time I looked
at Kyle I seen a male.
Yes he has a feminine
look,but I feel his looks
are what helps with
his personality. He
is always worrying about
what others think. His
female looks make
his tough wanna be
lifestyle more difficult.
More of a story can be
based off of this. Just
looking at him through
my eyes gives an open
door if he kept his
male gender. I normally
see a different gender
than others when it comes
to adopting characters.
This time I have to agree
with the original owner.
He such a perfect character.

Nickname:
Ky
K-Bear
DJ-K

Birthday:
June 25th
I picked the date
because that would
be the date if I win
him that he would
be born into the
family of my characters.

Species and/or specific breed:
Cat, Munchkin breed.
I though having Kyle as a
Munchkin cat would make it
more interesting. Like a
small guy trying to be all
big and strong even though
he is so tiny. Thats his deal.
He has a more sturdy structure
than others like him. He may
be small but Kyle is a very
strong cat. He can easily
get anyone tothe ground.
He knows how to use the
Earth and surroundings as
a way in combat. He really
isnt someone you would want
to mess with.

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First Impresion
~Scary~
He comes off like a creep.
Not in a weird perverted
way he is just more on the
dark side. He seems like
someone who lives in a
graveyard. This normally
makes people not want to
talk to him. This is just
natural by the nature of
his ways. He seems to
not know how scary he
comes off as. Even if he
did know he wouldnt care.

~intimidating~
He tries to make others
scared of him. He doesn't
want anyone to think
he is weak. So he makes
himself seem very
Intimidating. This way
others will be intrigued
by him. This mostly is
cause of how he was
treated in school.
That experience changed
him.




~First thought of him when you meet him~

He first comes off as scary. He seems like he really shouldnt be waisting tine talking to you. He likes to come off as a tough guy so youll be scared of him. You may think that hes selfish. He really isnt. Thats just how he comes off as. He really doesnt want anyone to think he os weak. So he will try anything in his part to seem strong and tough. He may come off as a little errant.

~His Actual personality~

So you now know him and are closer to him. He is the most kindest carry you now know. He makes sure you are always half and puts anyone he loves/cars about ahead of him. When someone who he cats about and they cats back he will put their needs infront of his. He is a really thoughtful cat. Because of his pay he had trust issues so that's why when he gets closer with someone he keeps them close.

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History/Background:
Before we start tog need to know some things about him.
~intro~

He is an orphan. Hours parents died when he was real young.
Instead of getting a foster home or something similar he l left
and lived on his own. He grew up on the streets for a while until
he found a old burned down building. It was like a mansion. It was still in good enough shape for him to live in. He stayed there for two and a half years. Until, one day he decided to go to school.
Now for the story
~school, never going back~
"Is there anything else I need to get?" The words slipped out smoothly as
I wanted. "Just a pen for now. The rest of your stuff will just come
together." The principal said as he was walking me to my class. He
opened the door and at least twelve eyes whet starting at me. I gulped.
"Class this is Kyle. Hes new here so treat him nicely. " he said the strictly.
"Hello Kyle! There is an empty desk over there!" The teacher pointed to the
ball corner of the class. "Thanks." That came out nervous sounding.
I walked back to my new seat and say my bag on the chair. I pulled out
a pen from one of the pockets. I hear some whispering around me as
the teacher starts to talk. Wow, who knew school was so boring! I was
expecting some fun party like thing. A loss bel rings and I jump out
of my seat. I get up and grab my bag and swing it over my shoulder,
my little stuffed animal dinosaur feel out. Someone laughed. I bent
over and picked it up and put him back in my bag. He goes everywhere
with me. I walked out of class and someone called me over. He was
tall, and in good snap with big muscles and word yet in style hair. "So
what's in your bag kid? " " nothing" I reply. "Prove it." He said it real
cocky and annoying. I open my bag showing a couple pens and my
dinosaur. He quickly grabs my dinosaur and looks at it but holds it
where I can't reach it. "Give it back." I growled. "I dont think so,"
he said. "Its head woukd look good in my room." He said with a smile
followed by a chuckle. Other people started laughing. "You
better give it back, or else." I grolwed at him trying to sound
tough. "Or else what short man?" I was half his size. I jumped
up and karate kicked him in the stomach making him fall to the
ground. "Thats what." I grabbed my dinosaur and left. Later the
principal came and got me. "Your fist day of school and you get in
Trouble." He said sounding dissapointed. Im not sure if I should
reply but I do. "I haven't got in any trouble yet." "You kicked
a kid in the stomach." He sounded suprised... "he took my
stuff." He shook his head. "I'm afraid I have to be strict and give
you a suspension. " he said .There was a tpne tgat soumded sad
but also the tone was weird. "Whats that?" I asked him. It is a
really bad thing to get on the first day of school. It puts you out
of school for a time period. " "How long does it take to get
back to the school for what I have done?" I said. "We'll i will
make it three days." "Okay" I said then left. I walked out of
school not turning for another look. Im not going back.

~Its funny how one event changes everything~
setting: the wind is whipping and roaring. Rain is pouring
by the pounds. A big storm has come to Kyles hometown.
Will his house hold up? After all is just a old creaky burned
and torn down house. Let read on to see.

I'm sick a child. Laying here on the couch curled up with a
stuffed animal.i lopk at my dinosaur, his name is Harold.
Ive had him for a while, sense I was a little kid. He had
been with me through a lot. "BOOM!" I flinch as the whole
house shakes. I hate storms. The spun of them and the
Rain and thunder just makes me feel weird. The lightning
doesn't bother me though. "CRRRRRAAACCCKK!" Thunder
again. I jumped. I heard my front door swing open, and footsteps. Who could it be? No one knows I live here? I jump and hide behind the couch. It was a girl. She was soaked and panting. She was a fox. Wait, a wolf? Maybe both. She walking in and shook off. She seen the couch and jumped onto it. I Forgot Harold on the couch!

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Likes:
colorful things, cuddling, babies, Harold his dinosaur, music, fun, nature, amimals, climbing, swimming.

Dislikes:
loaud noises, storms, fakes, glasses, phones, collars, sleeves, red, blood, armor, metal, space.

Him himself/what he is:
Hes a munchkin cat. He has short legs for a cat, he is still as good as a full grown cat. His anatomy structure is the same as any other cat. There is no need to thin otherwise. His claws and fangs extend further as he needs them.

More about him:
Favorite-
Color: red
Food: chicken
Drink: fruity stuff
Hobby: writing music, not many people know that he does this.

Worst liked-
Color: baby blue
Food-peas
Drink: tomato juice
Hobby: procrastinating though he does it often.

art: by me
I'm really sorry that I can't make a lot of art of him I will be making traditional art as much as possible so I can try to win him. My computer is broke haha so I'm using my phone

art by the amazing murr.

meepmeepmeep3

Making forms for 17 and 59 too! I cant pasd them up <3

This is clearly a wip

[wildwolfspiret]

Username wildwolfspiret
Kennel Number:17
Use:
Once again this character will be sisters to my fursona. they look alile. A lot. she will be used as a main character. I will draw art of her whenever I can and she will be a lot. I really like this character and I dont want her to go to somebody who won't use it.

I will fight to make my form the best in such short time. This character will be the greatest addition to my collection.
Name:
Freya
simple perfectly fitting name. She will keep this name. As the pwners request I will NOT ever change it. It fits her in every sort of way and it is simple, easy to remember.
Gender:
Female
Species and/or specific breed:
wolf fox hybrid
Personality:
.:! Independent!:.
She is very independent. She never ask for help. She feels it will help her find out who she really is. She thinks the more things she can do kn her own, she will be better with herself. Its like a boost of confidence.
.:! Manipulative!:.
She will put anyone in their place so they are what she wants them tp be, or what fits them best. She feels that if she acts this way than less people will be fakes. She wants to keep her lifd and others around her simple. Truthfully she isnt to fond of others unless they are one of her close friends.
.:! Lonely !:.
Over all Freya is simply lonely. This is cause of her past life and how she was treated. Its kinda her personality to be like this.
.:! Sensitive !:.
She is real easy to make a emotional outbreak.She tries to contain it as much as possible but its hard for her because of all the events. She will go and cry if anything about her parents or about how her life is comes up. Any place she can get to she is gone. She doesnt like to cry in front of others though. She doesnt want them to think she is a baby.
History/Background:
background

A little bit extra on her background and who she is
Her parents are natural rivals. They fell in love by accident. It was a forbidden love. Her father, Jaruul, was a wolf and her mother, Amille, was a fox. They were each from a different tribe. The Fox Tribe and Wolf Tribe. There love was like a Romeo and Juliet story. Hiding it from everyone. The tribes have been in a never ending war with each other sense the dawn of time. Any contact with another member was forbidden. Her parents met at a battle the tribes were doing. Neither wanted to be there. They were able to run away together and they promissed to keep it a secret. They built a relationship and were lucky when Amille became pragnant. They were ecstatic! At first. After they a had thought about their forbidden love. They now have to think about what they are going to do. They didn't want to leave their lives at home. They have a family and friends! They figured they would have to switch times and watch her. This is how her story starts

Because of the fighting young Freya had been forced to change.
Freya was a very energetic crazy happy puppy. She just wanted to play and mess around. She always would mess with her parents by attempting to play with them. She would try her hardest to get any kind of reaction. Even being yelled at was something. They were much to busy keeping lookout.

"Young Freya tried to play, or even speak to whichever parent was with her. They were always too busy watching. Looking. Scanning the bushes for Tribe members, spies, or the other parent. Freya grew bitter towards her parents, hating every moment.
Their selfish meetings and rotations just made her even more bitter. And incredibly lonely.
They soon began to leave her alone at night.
Cold, hungry, lonely, the young mutt sat up all night. She saw something she'd never seen before. Stars. So beautiful, each sparkling independently. Her eyes shined with wonder at the stunning display just above her head. At that moment, her usual red and black pelt began to glow. Shining stars danced onto her pelt, and then faded to a dull yellow.
Freya was reborn.
When she was a little older, she ran away. She met the earth god, who gifted her a star amulet- {{more on that later. }} Freya seems to have a habit of meeting Norse Gods and Godesses. She even met the God of the forest, diguised as a tiny hummingbird."

Story:
"Freya currently resides in a forest in the North lands. It is a quiet, cold place, with plenty of seasonal foods. Freya has yet to eat the same thing twice in a row! Nummy yummy berries in the summer, tasty rabbit in the fall, and fresh vegtables in the spring. Freya has found a perfect den. It is located near a fork in a river, under a medium tree. She dug the walls herself, and plans to live there for the rest of her life. Freya enjoys her home, especially in the winter. The summer skies make the snow sparkle like stars, and she loves it. The wind blows a bitter cold during this time of year, making her coat grow extra-puffy. She really looks like a black cotton ball the winter. Freya will frequently visit her friend, Hyosuke , who lives a mile south of her. They go on picnics, hunts, or just lay out and watch the stars. They spend the night at each others dens a lot. Freya loves going to his den most. The warm, musky scent of her friend, along with the feel of his coarse fur on hers makes her heart soar. Even though that Thunderstorm scared her pants off... {Read Zap!}


Star Necklace
Freya yawned. It had been a month since she ran away from home. Her once chubby, well-fed body was thin and weak from hunger. The young hybrid had been eating scraps, bugs, whatever she could find to sustaine herself. She was living day-to-day, barely hanging on.

She stood up, and shook the morning dew droplets from her ebony-grey pelt. Freya had slept in a clearing that night, under a small rocky over-hang. She trembled slightly in the cool air, and her belly gave a growl of impatience. She was hungry, as usual.
Freya looked around, trying to decide where to go. The forest to the North would take her further away from the Tribes, but was coated with snow. The east was a muggy swamp land, full of bugs and fresh water. Maybe I should just go home.. She thought, with a sigh. Freya shook her head. No! I can do this. I just need to find some food..Despite her determination, she knew it was easier said than done. Freya bit her lip, and pushed herself to continue North.

After hours of walking, she came to a clearing. The birds had stopped chirping, even the very insects seemed to stay still. She decided to hunt. Crouching low, the canine snuck into a bush. A promising rock greeted her, along with some berries, fallen from a high tree. She quickly licked up the berries. Their sweet, juicy insides burst under her sharp teeth. Mmh! She exclaimed, unable to help herself. The little berries only took the edge off her stabbing hunger. Next, she nosed over the rock. Beetles scurried for cover as Freya frantically tried to pin one down. A twig snapped behind her.
"Having fun?" A voice bellowed behind her. Freya turned to see a large, muscular brown wolf looming over her.
"I-I.." The girl squeaked.
"Come, pup." He commanded as he turned. Freya scabbled to her paws. She wasnt sure why she was following this strange wolf. Maybe I can snatch some food from him... She thought, with a grin.

The wolf led her to a small hut in the forest- and abandoned shrine to the god of the land.
Long forgotten by humans, it had been re-taken by nature. Ivy and vines covered the walls, and small mice and bats occupied the crevaces of the building. He flicked his tail, beconing her inside. Little fires on small ivory sticks illuminated the single room building. In its center, a small nest-like square with a star-shaped pendant on top. Her eyes widened. So pretty... Ill try and get that too. She planned quietly. Her host wheeled a small cart over to her. On it was a large array of meat, fish, and those delicious berries! Freya quickly opened her mouth, and scarfed down the berries. She didnt wait for the stranger to give permission.
He smiled. "Take it."
Freya raised an eyebrow. "Take what?"
"Dont play dumb. The necklace you planned to steal."
Freya's jaw dropped, how did he know?! She spoke, "Oh no, you dont have to.." She said, falsely.
"Take it." He said, this time more of a growl.
Freyas skin crawled, she nodded, and put the necklace on. Somehow, it felt right.
"Thanks, mister...?" Freya turned to the stranger.
"Jörð." He said, as he began to fade, leaving Freya alone in the hut. **

**Jörð Is the Norse God of Earth.




Star-Struck
Trotting along at a moderate pace, Freya was hurrying to get to her favorite plsce to watch the stars. A large cliff potruding above the treeline gave an unreal view of the speckled sky. Her lemon eyes stare up at the sky, her head skipping a beat at ear glance she got through the treetops. Her star pendant bounced against her fuzzy chest, and she was making good time, when suddenly..

"Oomph!" Freya hit the dirt. Her paw had twisted under an old root. Freya felt her eyes water as the pain reached her. She let out a scream.
"Ahhh!" Her scream echoed throughout the forest. She sniffled. A bush nearby rustled. A furry green head popped out of the shrub.
"Oh geez! You alright there?" He asked. The male emerged from the bush completely, and a beautiful little hummingbird buzzed about him.
"W-what do you think?" She snapped, holding back even more tears.
The strange dog smirked,"Well, I guess old Kiwi can just leave you here then.."
The hummingbird made a chittering, laughter-like sound.
"Wait! Yes.. I-I need help.. " She hastily admitted. Freya tried to get to her feet. Her left paw stung madly. She held it off the ground, and offered it to him.
"Hm..." He said, eyeing it. "Can you walk on it?"
She shook her head, no. The dog pulled out a bandage, and quickly binded her paw.
"Víðarr, will you fetch me some tansy?" He asked the bird. It nodded happily, zipping off.
"You named your bird after the Forest God?" Freya asked, wide-eyed. Kiwi shook his head.
"Víðarr isnt a bird. She is a god. " He explained calmly. Freya blinked.
The bird zipped back, a clump of tansy in her beak. Kiwi thanked her, and gave the herb to Freya.
"Eat these, it'll help fight any infection. " He instructed. She nodded, and licked up the bitter plant. It burned her tongue and puckered her lips.
"Kiwi tells me you are curious about who I am." The bird spoke suddenly, making her jump. Víðarr laughed again.
"Sit down, Sweet child, and I will tell you my tale." The bird perched on a bush twig, and settled down to tell her tale..



Super Nova
"Hey Hyo?" Freya asked, as she lie on her back, gazing up at the stars. The two canines tails entertwined as they sat motionless in the cool night.
"Yeah?" The male answered, though he never looked her way.
"Have you ever had a mate?" She asked, innocently. In truth, she had a crush on her best friend. But in the wolf society, taking a mate was a very big responcibility, and not something to be taken lightly. Split ups between mates were rare, but still occured.
"Does it matter?" He growled, looking away. She felt her heart twinge, unsure if she should pry further. The hybrid rolled onto her side, facing Hyosuke.
"Yes. You big dumb lightning rod." Freya teased, using her paw to ruffle his fur. He rolled to face her, teeth bared playfully.
"Dont you call me that, stupid fluff bag!" With a gleeful growl, he rolled onto of her, tugging at her scruff with his teeth. She giggled, battering his belly with light kicks.
They played for a long while, nipping, kicking, rolling. The two had never had so much fun. They exhaustedly sprawled out, noses touching.
Freya felt her cheeks burn, thinking it was an accident. Hyosuke didnt move. Freya let out a content sigh, and let the eskimo kiss continue for a moment. She breathed.
Hyosuke let out a sigh, and sat up.
"Whats wrong?" She asked, cocking her head. He looked up to the sky.
"Shes up there.. watching us." Hyosuke said, almost forlongingly.
"Who is? If anyones spying, you know I'll kill 'em." Freya said, plainly. Hyosuke pointed to a large, white star. "Esmerelda. My ex. She.. she died a long time ago." He mumbled, his usually cheery voice sad, and breaking. Freya sat next to him, and wrapped her tail around his waist. She licked his cheek.
"Let her watch. Let them all watch." Freya mouthed.
The two love birds sat, their pelts brushing as they watched the stars.


Fairmont
"Psst. Frey, wake up. Hey!" Hyosuke had his head stuck in her den, rousing her from her sleep. She felt her pelt prickle with annoyance.
"What." She grumbled, eyes still closed. The hybrid canine didnt want to wake up.
"Comeon. I wanna show you something!" Freya let out a sigh, flatting her ears.
"What time is it." She said, plainly.
"Almost sundown." Freya grumbled something incomprehenceble. She stretched out, yawned, shook her pelt, then pushed her way out of the den. Hyosuke was waiting for her.
"Now where are we going, static-butt?" She asked. Hyosuke shook his head, and smiled.
"You'll see."

They walked until it was pitch black out. Then they walked more. Finally, Freya spoke up.
"Hyo, where are we going?" She demanded, frowning at him. He snickered, pulling back a curtain of thorns.
Below them, a town shined. The orange, and dull white glows of lights lit up the earth. Cars buzzed about, and humans walked through the streets. Freya gasped. She'd never seen anything like it before.
"H-Hyo..." She muttered, awestruck. He let out a snicker, and blinked.
"Welcome to Fairmont, West Virginia." Hyosuke said, calmly.
He nudged a folded paper to her. It was red, with two yellow arches on the front. He pulled out a yellow stick from it, and began to eat.
"Try one. I dunno what they are, but theyre amazing. Humans drop them sometimes." He said, between bites. Freya tenatively stuck her snout inside, took a stick, and chewed. It was salty, sweet, and fatty all the same time.
"So yummy!" She grinned as her tail wagged happily.
He smiled, and they ate in silence. She occasionally asked about humans, what this thing was, what it did, etc. But covered her questions so that she didnt sound stupid. Freya was new to the humans world. Their "cars" and "stoplights", and even "french fries" facinated her. She pointed to a large, cream colored building on a hill.
"Whats that?" She asked, head cocked.He explained what a library was, Freya felt her heart quicken at the thought of star maps, "photographs" and information freely laying in the rooms beyond the stone walls. Freya yawned. It was later then she thought. The canines watched the buzz of the small town until they fell asleep, sharing french fries all the while.



Zap!
Early fall showers hadbeen heavy this year. Hardly a day went by without mud up to your legs, if you could get out at all. And so, this is how Freya got trapped in Hyosukes den.
They had been having their usual furdas dinner, when it began to pour. Small booms of thunder made Freyas pelt twitch as she looked ouytside with dismay. Hyosuke smiled, and nudged her ear.
"Dont worry, you can stay the night. Theirs plenty of room, really." He insisted quietly."
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hey background story and likes/dislikes and personality is rewritten by me. All of the outlines of that were by her original owner, yes I have permission.