[Phina Wolf]

Marking!

[Amymay99]

Mark

[Neah]

The adopt and comp are up. ^^

[CaptainHook]

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(image not mine all credit goes to owner)

When The Going Gets Tough

Username: CaptainHook
Name: Unique
Gender: Female
Age: 1 yr(human)
Collar Color: A light blue with white dots(small dots)
Personality: Unique is a playful yet wild dog. She acts much like a puppy & is very playful while when she goes wild she gets a bit mean & aggressive.
Likes & Dislikes: Likes: Playing|Water|Running Dislikes:Cats|Cars|Snow
(+) Traits & (-) Traits: (+): Sweet|Loyal (-):Aggressive|Mean
Fears: Storms & Horses
Favorite Food: Any Meat
Favorite Color: Light Blue
Favorite Season: Winter
Favorite Toy: A Stuffed Polar Bear
Favorite Activity: Jogging. Unique loves to go jogging with others.
Favorite Animal: A dog obviously
Favorite Saying/Most likely to say:"When the going gets tough the tough gets going"
Favorite Song: Eye of The Tiger by Survivor
Food She Dislikes The Most: Fish
Color She Dislikes The Most: Pink
Season She Dislikes The Most: Summer
Toy She Dislikes The Most: A stick
Activity She Dislikes The Most: Fetch because she doesn't get to keep the ball
Animal She Dislikes The Most: Pigeons
Job: Unique doesn't have a job but is being trained to be better with others
Going To Be Job: Unique is going to be trained to be a drug sniffing dog as she has a great sense of smell
Funny Thing She Did: She once leaped over a small bit of mud & fell into it & got mud all over herself
On A Scale Of 1-10 How Much Does She Like To Hang Out With Other Dogs: 9
Skills;;
Sniffing: 10
Running: 9
Strength: 10
Smarts: 7
Tackling/Things like that: 9
Why is her name Unique?: Her name is Unique because she is very unique with her fur color & pattern.
History: Unique was born on the streets. Her mother & father abandoned her at a very young age. She was alone & scared as a pup & had no idea where she was or what to do. Her mother came back to her as she came back to where she left her. It turned out her mother had gone out after a dog catcher as he had caught her father. Her mother came back safe while her father was in a pound. Her mother taught her many things & how to survive on the streets. One day her mother was looking for food with her & a dog catcher came up & got her mother. Unique ran & hid behind a trash can as she watched her mother be taken to the pound. She then chased after the truck up then ended up lost. She was scared as she had no idea where she was. When someone can to rescue her she growled & ran off the first time. The second time they tried to rescue her she growled but she didn't run off. They brought her back to the shelter cleaned her up as she was very dirty & then she was ready for a new home. Her personality had a major change as when she was a stray she was very aggressive,tough & mean while now she is still a little aggressive but she is now more playful & sweet.

The Tough Gets Going

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[womp womp]

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Username:
Diamond Sapphire
Name:
Thorn
Gender:
Male
Collar Color:
Green
Personality:
Thorn doesn't follow the rules, and likes to go by his own rules, and follow his heart. He's not bad, he just doesn't like being put with a set of words that he has to follow all day around. Why can't he do this? Why can't he do that? Rules, rules rules. Thorn likes his freedom, and doesn't like to be expected to obey others words. He prefers to do what his heart tells him to do instead of the strict rules that he has to live many, many years by. He wants to enjoy life, since he only has so long to be in this world. But the thing is, Thorn has his own little fantasy world where he can go off too when he's not feeling that happy. It's a work of art from his imagination. Thorn's actually fairly creative actually, always wanting to express his ideas to others, but only if there arent... rules. Like explained before, he hates rules. Thorn though is actually really nice, only if your like him though. He cares about his family and friends, and will use the cost of his life to save them.
Backstory:
"Ma..mama?" The tiny pup, Thorn, yipped. He was shivering from the rain that was pouring down from the sky, and the cold, city streets weren't helping either. Thorn nudged his mother, who was laying with the rest of his littermates in a dark, shadowy alleyway. His mother turned around, and she wore a small smile. "Yes darling?" She asked weakily. "I'm cold..." Thorn complained. His mother replied with a sigh. "There's nothing I can do, I'm sorry." She barked softly. Thorn whined, but didn't say anything. He backed away and sat down, looking out of the alleyway. Humans were everywhere, but not one noticed the small dog family. Thorn glanced back at his weak, thin family members. One day I'll grow into a strong dog, and I'll make them proud.

Hours later the rain finally cleared up. His family was sleeping soundly, but Thorn decided to explore the city streets. He cautiously stepped out of the dark alleyway and into the streets. All he could hear was the loud chattering of humans, and the rumbling of strange machines. People walked by the little puppy, but they didn't seem to see the helpless animal. Thorn sighed and walked along the streets, careful not to get stepped on. The odd, rancid smell coming from the machines made him think twice about exploring the city, but he shook his head and went on. Through the loud sounds of the humans and their machines, Thorn could hear the constant chirps of birds. Thorn looked up at the sky. Humans and structures blocked most of his view, but he could see the figures of birds soaring swiftly through the gray sky. Do humans not like there world? It looks disgusting! Thorn thought, annoyed. He shook his head again and started to continue walking.

It was getting late. Very late. The sun was starting to set, and strange, very skinny structures had light coming from them. Thorn didn't know how long he had been out here. His mother must be worried sick! It's time to go home... He thought. As he started to make his way back to his family, he realized something terrible. How am I suppose to go home? I can't remember where it is! Thorn thought, wearing a worried look on his face. He tried sniffing around, seeing if he could follow his scent back home, but the smell of the city was too strong, and he wasn't able to pick it up. Thorn whined loudly, hoping to get someone's attention. After moments of loud whines and barks, he gave up. It's no use.. He thought with a sigh. He needed to live by himself now.. somehow. Suddenly, a large dog appeared right in front of the scared puppy. Thorn backed up in surprise, almost falling over. "Don't be afraid kiddo." The dog barked. Thorn nodded, his whole body trembling. "Who.. who are yo.. you?" He stammered in fear. "I mean, it's not like you really need to know it." The other dog replied. Thorn nodded, still unsure about how he should feel about this strange dog. "Away from home huh? Well, c'mon kiddo, follow me." The dog signaled with his tail to a small pile of dirty, teared up blankets. Thorn didn't know to if he should accept or not, but he nodded. He was desperate to live, and hoped that he could trust this other dog.

Thorn woke up and yawned. He turned his head and saw the large dog still asleep beside him. It had been a few months since One, what the other dog tells Thorn to call him even though it's not his actual name, and he had survived pretty well. One had shown Thorn how to hunt the city birds and rodents, and taught him how to protect himself from danger. Thorn had grown over the several months, and now was a couple times his size from before. Thorn got up but One had started to wake up. One looked up at Thorn, then looked at his paws. "You'll be gone soon..." One mumbled. "What?" Thorn asked shocked. "Some humans will take you to find a nice home, and I'm surprised they haven't came yet." He explained. "Oh." Thorn barked softly in reply. He didn't like the idea of humans keeping him forever. "You'll come with me, ri.. right?" He asked. One shook his head. "Sorry kiddo. After you go, I have to do the same with other dogs that were like you." One replied, not bothering to look at Thorn. "Why though?" Thorn barked. "Well, it's kinda so I can return a favor to Ten, a dog that helped me when I was like you. I wanted to be like him, and here I am now." One explained, getting slightly annoyed by all the questions. What's up with all the number names? Thorn thought. He shook the thought out of his head and turned to face One. One ignored him and walked away, looking at the sun. Thorn watched him, sighing. "There they are." He could hear One mumble. Moments later a group of humans came and took Thorn away. Thorn barked, trying to get One's help, but he had vanished. I'll never forget him though... he saved my life.
Theme Song:
Wild Things-Alessia Cara
(This may change if I find a song that suits him better)
Favourite Toy:
Thorn actually doesn't have many toys, since he'd rather be going on a walk outside instead (If he doesn't have a leash on. He hates those things since he feels trapped when he has one on) but if he had to choose it'd be his beaver toy. He loves how soft it is, and quite likes cuddling with it actually. The tail is half ripped (But sewn at the end) since he got it a while ago, and loves playing with it. Thorn has a strange obsession with throwing it around, then leaving it for a few moments before coming back and doing the exact thing. It's odd, but he loves doing it. Maybe he throws it, gets bored, goes off, misses his toy and comes back and does it again, or maybe it's just some sort of "game" he plays with his beaver plush. We may never know.

Possible WIP?
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[WolfwithWings38]

Username: WolfwithWings38
Name: Roan
Gender: Male
Collar Color: https://img1.etsystatic.com/125/0/59181 ... 9_r7pa.jpg
Personality: He's naughty, very playful, hyper, a little crazed (a lot actually), funny, cute, lovable, and innocent.
His favorite thing to do gif:
(What the Boston Terrier is doing)

Things he likes to take from his owner when he's not around: His crystal balls, his stuffed animals (some of them), his USB Splitter, his headphones, his phone, and his pillow cases.
Things he likes to destroy: Toilet paper, some phones, kids toys, dog toys, slinkys, some props, and light up things.
Likes: Making trouble, playing roughly, playing, food, his owner, dog toys, other dogs, and watching TV with is owner.
Dislikes: Strangers in human wise (though he can get used to people), fire alarms/smoke alarms/anything do with alarms, dogs who don't play with him, when humans tell him "No begging", and getting caught in making trouble.
Favorite toy that he's never destroyed: http://brooklynmakers.com/wp-content/up ... retzel.jpg

[Wolfiedog3]

Marking^.^

[Spiritstar3]

Gonna prob ask for breeding from whoever wins him

[tea!]

Username:
tea!

Name:
Kyra

Gender:
female

Age:
2 years

Collar Color:
pastel pink

Personality:
Kyra is more laid back and quiet. She loves treats and going on
walks in the park. She loves physical affection and could stay still
for a belly rub for hours. She's a big flop and is amazing with kids.
She isn't lazy though and still requires some exercise during the day !

Her Job:
Kyra is being trained to be a therapy dog to visit and comfort children
in hospitals.

huge wip

[.Foxtrot.]

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Name: Maia
"It has reasons. I swear I can
assure you..."
Gender: ♀
"Last time I checked I was"
Age: 3 years old
"Well!
Never ask a lady her age!"
Rank: Alpha ♀
"Top dog you could say"
Height: Average
"Why is that important?"
Build: Slender
"Your starting to get rude!"
Coat Colour: Gold & Black Chim
"It's complicated..."
Eyes: Brown
"Down to earth you could say...
No not a good pun?"

Mother; N/A
"Never really knew her"
Father; N/A
"Never seen him"
Siblings;
N/A
"Don't know! But
in my opinion, I will
probably have many
but I guess I will never
know."

Crush; None
Haha... Nope!
Mate; None
No crush! No mate!
Pups; None
"Really?"

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Pelt Texture; Soft & SmoothxxScent; An assortment of flowers.
Scars; None
Body Type; She is large to average in size, lithe female with well defined muscles.

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Name Meaning;
Maia was the spring goddess and the eldest and most beautiful
of Atlas's seven daughters who made up the Pleiades.

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Personality; Maia is a sweet and gentle female. The young female is a maternal figure within the group. The female is also wise beyond her years and is the sort of character you can always ask for advice, no matter what. Maia is also very protective of her "things", and can be a "bit" overprotective at times. The lab will growl and snap at those who mistreat her "things". She classes her friends, family and her property as her "things". Often the optimist, Maia will always look on the bright side of any situation and for the good in others. Despite this, the young female can be stubborn like a mule, good luck changing her mind! Though she generally means well. She can be a bit of a liability as she tends to talk and talk and talk. She loves to tell stories and play games with the pups .e.g. let pups play with her tail or play hide and seek. Maia always strives for being fair, she detests unfairly made decisions and will tell you if she thinks they are. This mare loves to tell stories and laze around in the sun, she also has a soft spot for young ones. She, however, detests unfairly made decisions and hurting pups/disowning them. Maia is agoraphobic, claustrophobic and taphophobic. This means Maia fears places she believes she may become trapped (.e.g. tunnels), fears tight spaces and fears being buried alive.
WIP

History; WIP

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