....{Last Chance To Live }....

[Wolf124]

(i am and i can tell you dont know how to do a good skelly and you did not use it like this

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[A.K.A Raptor]

{Wolf, your still not accpeted. I had looked through your posts and you just aren't as experienced as I would like. Also, I didn't use it like that because I really don't think it's very helpful. I'm sorry to say but your still not accepted,}

[misfits.]

||.Azzlin.||

||."When someone hits you, turn around and hit them harder.".||

Ƭнɛ βαƨιcƨ
Name; Azzlin
Nickname; "Azzi, Azz, or Lin. I prefer them for close friends."
Gender; "I'm a handsome boy, aren't I?"- Female||Fae
Age; "Hmm...I'll say, Young Adult."
Rank; Lead Hunter(?)


Ɖιɢɢιиɢ Ɖɛɛρɛя
History; "Well, I had a wonderful life, as a domesticated dog! I was perfectly fine, until, one horrid day. It was a quite beautiful, peaceful, and warm day, when I was at the dog park, with my people. They threw my favorite toy far out, into the distance, where it landed by the steep pear, by the lake. I went to go pick it up, when I suddenly slipped into the frigid waters. Scrambling around, frantically, for my life. Next to me, floating on the water, was my toy. For quite a few hours, I was in the lake, flopping around trying to, to get to the steps. I managed to get grasp my toy, and make my way up to the steps. I was soaked, worn, and sore, while dragging myself to the now, empty park. My owners were gone, no one was there, but birds, squirrels, and other sorts of critters, scattering. I searched for my home, for days and days, and still no hope of finding my home. Ending up by myself, along with my toy, that comforted me, I was officially a stray."
Personality; "Shallow, yet quite determined, and caring, I have quite mixed personalities. I am known to be timid, gentle, and quiet, allot, but when I feel quite comfortable enough, I'm a complete different person. You don't wanna anger me, 'cause I can put up quite a fight. People say I'm hostile, dreadful, and quite aggressive when I'm provoked, so, watch out! I can be flirty, and kindhearted, when I feel like it, but I still prefer to stay inside of my shell.
Likes;
-Her plush toy {Mentioned in her history}
-Being quiet
-Hunting
-Swimming
-Running
-Spring
-Willow trees
-Friends
-Compliments
-Brutes {Male dogs}
-The beach
-Sunsets
-The color 'Cyan' {I neon-like light blue.}
Dislikes;
-Hot days
-Winter
-Rude dogs
-Mean dogs
-Know-it-all dogs
-Show-off dogs
-Harsh weathering
Fears;
-Dog catcher
-Drowning
-Strangers
-Certain Humans

˩σʌɛ ˩ιғɛ
Crush; Secretly, Rusty.
Mate/Lover; Win her heart!
Pups; Wants

Ƥнʏƨιcαℓ Δρρɛαяαиcɛ
Description; "I am known to be quite slim. My base coat color, is cream-like, and I have a black patch around my left eye, that partly, covers my ear, I also have a black patch on one of my black legs, on my left side of my belly, and on the tip of my tail. My fur, is about medium size, while my height is medium-like. I have a few scars here, and there, but other than that, none.
Eye color; "A dark rusty, amber. Beutiful, huh?"
Height; "Hm...I'm in my 2 feet, but I'm still growing, so..."
Weight; "I'm quite light on my feet, so, about 30 lbs."
Fur color; "Base is creamy white, with black patches, here and there, along with a few scars that run down my leg, and on my haunches."
Other; Frozen Planet.

{I will create male, if needed :3}

[A.K.A Raptor]

{Freedom, You are tottaly accepted. Epic for amd character. Love how pretty you made it Start when ever you want.}

[misfits.]

{Thankies! I will create a male whenever you need me to, if males are outnumbered. :3}

|~|Aᴢᴢʟɪɴ|~|
|Fᴀᴇ|2½|Hᴀᴘᴘʏ|Cʀᴜsʜ;...Rᴜsᴛʏ|Mᴀᴛᴇʟᴇss|Lᴇᴀᴅ Hᴜɴᴛᴇʀ|In den|

The shadow of a medium sized figure, arose from the shadows of the cave. Stretching her fore paws, out, Azzlin stretched into a knelt down position, while opening her jaws, revealing a set of teeth. Her plush toy, was lying beside a boulder, filthy, and worn as ever. Cracking her eyes, open, her rusty-like amber, orbs flashed side-to-side, scanning the area for any life. Spotting Rusty, over in the corner, near his den, she started to a easy, and simple stride towards, him. Azzlin halted to a stop, near him, keeping her distance, from her alpha. "Hi, Rusty!" She said, softly, in a whispery, poetic-like voice, but loud enough wear he could hear her voice.

[A.K.A Raptor]

{Alright. }
Rusty lifted his head as her heard the voice of the lead hunter, Azzlin. He gave a little smile at her as he pulled himself up into a sitting position, "Hey Azzlin. " Rusty said to the hunter. He was actually quite glad someone had came to talk to him. "So, how you going?" The alpha asked. His right ear twitch, picking up the sound of a elk. "Elk's near by. I can smell them. Can you?" He asked.

[misfits.]

|~|Aᴢᴢʟɪɴ|~|
|Fᴀᴇ|2½|Cᴜʀɪᴏᴜs|Cʀᴜsʜ;...Rᴜsᴛʏ|Sɪɴɢʟᴇ|Lᴇᴀᴅ Hᴜɴᴛᴇʀ|Aᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ|

Azzlin tossed her head, to the scent, and picked up, the scent of more prey, in the area. "I'm great, and Yes, also I seem to be picking up, the scent of other prey, as in deer, rabbit, etc." She replied to his questions, swiveling my ears. Sitting there in the silence, seemed quite awkward to her. "So, would you like to go hunt?" Azzlin asked, simply, lying one ear down, and keeping the other up.

[A.K.A Raptor]

Rusty nodded to Azzlin's question, "Alright. Let's see really how good you are." He playfully challenged her. The alpha mutt jumped down from the rock. He smiled to her, and bounded towards the sent, throwing his weight form one foot to another. Since Rusty wasn't one of the group members with a lot of muscle, it would take both of them to bring down what he saw as the dear. The biggest one he saw was of course the lead stag, which would take both of them to bring down. He crouched behind a pile of snow, "You wanna go for the lead stag? That'll feed the whole pack for awhile. At least a good two weeks with the size pack we have. " He said quietly, not wanting to scare the deer away.

[misfits.]

|~|Aᴢᴢʟɪɴ|~|
|Fᴀᴇ|2½|Cᴜʀɪᴏᴜs|Cʀᴜsʜ;...Rᴜsᴛʏ|Sɪɴɢʟᴇ|Lᴇᴀᴅ Hᴜɴᴛᴇʀ|Hᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅs|

"Wanna bet?" Azzlin mocked, and raised an eyebrow, before slipped over, across from her alpha, focusing on the large stag. The brown eyes, sunken into her face, glared at the unwary stag, that was grazing, protecting his does. With her eyes, wide with anticipation, she bolted from the bushes, and leaping into the air, trying to get a grip on the stag's neck. Azzlin tossed her head, to the side, as the stag shook his head from shock, and she opened her jaws, revealing a set of teeth, that sunk into the neck of the male deer, she shook it vigorously.

[Break.]

Ƭнɛ βαƨιcƨ

"Most dogs will choose between whether they are a lover or a fighter. But I am both."

Username: .[ρнɛιƨтʏ ρнιƨнʏ].

Name: "Sam."

Nickname: "I have never really had a nickname. Although my human did call me 'boy' sometimes. I never understood why.."

Gender: "I am a brute."

Age: "I do not know my exact age, but it is somewhere between 2½ and 3 years old. "

Breed: "I am a strong German Shepherd."

Rank: "I would love to be the Lead Fighter. If not, a normal fighter will do."

History: "Oh, shall we have a seat while I tell you about my oh so interesting past? Wrong. There's nothing that I find too fascinating about my history, nothing special or spangly. I was born into the streets, like half of the other dogs in my old city. Dog snatchers came. My mom hid my siblings and I while she tried to lead the catcher away. She got caught and loaded into the truck. Me, being not the brightest pup, got out of hiding and followed after her. The catchers saw me and got me too. Bing bang boom, then I was in a shelter. I got adopted and yeah , whatever. I was trained actually as a guard dog. I liked it, it was fun I guess. But one night, three people broke in. I did my job as best as I could, I got one of 'em. The one that I had got, well, he had a knife. He sliced open my shoulder. Oh did it hurt. I was going to go after him again, but my gosh, that big..juicy...steak. They threw it into my kennel, I went after it. They locked me in, the dang fleabags. After my owner came and saw the damage and things gone from his house, he looked for me immediately. When he saw me locked in my kennel with the steak, boy did he get angry. He brought me into his car. My owner drove deep into the city, where I had never gone, and stopped the car. He tossed me out before quickly swerving away. I tried to follow him, but the car was so fast. I tried to find my way home, but just probably got even further lost. I have yet find my home."

Mʏ ℓσσκƨ

Body Description: "My coat is very dense, especially my hackles. This aides me in a fight because when my enemy attempts to latch onto me, they usually just end up with a jaw full of fur. It's terrible in summer though, as I can get very hot under it. I am average size for a brute, but my coat makes me looked bigger. Although thick, my coat is slicked back and always lays flat, with an exception for my hackles. My size definitely won't intimidate enemies, but that doesn't faze me. Of what size I have is made up of basically muscle. Also, what I lack in size, I make up for in speed and agility. My legs are longer than an average males, which causes my speed and agility to go up. You could call me somewhat burly. My legs are thick and strong, definitely not spindly. Even though I'm just average for a male, I do have a lot of muscle. You can see it easily as I walk. Basically all of my weight is made up of muscle. So yeah, I guess you could call me well built and muscular."

Scar/Disabilities: "I have a scar over my left shoulder, from the knife wound."

Eye Color: "My eyes are a chocolate brown, with waves and streaks of a caramel coloring throughout them."

Fur Color: "My coat is mainly made up of the same shade of tan and black. Where I have large patches of tan, there are often slightly different shades of tan within them. There's a few strands and specks of a very light tan by my ears, chest, and on my muzzle. They appear white from a distance, but they aren't. I have some small strips of brown bordering the tan and black. My coat isn't necessarily what you would call largely multicolored though."

Ɯнαт'ƨ Ɩиƨι∂ɛ

Personality: "My personality is, well, all over the place. It's hard to describe in a few sentences. Sometimes I will seem cold and stand-offish, but at other times I will be like a puppy again. Although I may seem like a serious old brute, I do like to have fun and play. I will most likely be friendly and nice from the start, but once I warm up to you a little bit more I will seem more happy-go-lucky. I often will just go with the flow. I will flirt will faes, but I don't make it a daily routine. I will listen to leader's word, I am not one to disobey. I most certainly do have an aggressive side. I am definitely not one who you would want to cross paths with when I'm angry and temperamental. I will risk my life defending the ones I care about and the pack. I would rather die in a fight for my pack than to be ashamed of myself and give up. Ever since that incident in my history with the break in, I will never give up. That feeling that I got when I disappointed my owner, it was the worst feeling I could have possibly gotten. "

Likes: "I do like to go swimming in the summer and spring to cool off. I do get quite hot with such a thick coat. I also do like to rough house and play. I like to have fun and run. Sometimes I just like to be alone though."

Dislikes: "Brutes who are too arrogant. Definitely. Also faes who go around and flirt with every brute there is. I know I may sound like a hypocrite, but I don't flirt with faes every second I see one. I don't want to begin to fall for somebody, then find out they do the same thing to every other brute. I don't like losing fights as well, but eh, who does?"

Fear: "Are you kidding me? Of coarse I don't have any, heh heh, fears...no, none at all. Alright don't tell anybody but I really don't like fire..and I have a fear of not being good enough, disappointing."

Crush: "None...yet."

Other: Frozen planet