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[DeafArtist_BabyYoda]

Edited my form!

[kivr & fireflii]

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[DeafArtist_BabyYoda]

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[ika;]

Pet Numbers: 16 & 17
Names: Amaryllis [16] and Jasper [17]
Gender: Female and Male.
Reason For Adoption: I've been gazing longingly at them for so long now, convinced someone would come along and adopt them before I could write up a decent form for them, but after a few days I couldn't resist and simply had to try for them. I'd love the chance to take them home, as they both really caught my eye. I'd definately roleplay them- their personalities have been buzzing around in my mind for days- and I'll get art for them on a daily basis. Thank you for considering my form!
History/Background/Personality:

A M A R Y L L I S ;

Amaryllis stirred, the heavy folds of sleep clinging to her like cobwebs. They hung on to the corners of her mind and snagged thoughts before they could get really anywhere. She mumbled something unrelated and curled tighter as she tried to catch the dream world. Like smoke, it drifted away despite her efforts, sliding right through her paws and waiting for the next snooze that the she-wolf was likely to take hours from now. She grumbled again, hitching her upper body forward a bit so her muzzle pointed up. She blinked open her eyes and closed them just a quickly. The sun still blazed above her in the way it did at the end of fall. It was a burn at the back of her eye sockets that faded slowly. She peeked out again, twisting so she wasn't leaving herself to blatantly injured as she looked around her. Her little nest was very warm, having held the large weight of a fur clad canine all afternoon. Sure she had a den in camp, but she had gotten used to sleeping under a couple bushes and had come to like it a bit more for the daily nap. It wasn't as if she needed it to avoid the afternoon heat as she had in summer, but she enjoyed sleeping all the same, especially after being up all night as most wolves were. Her jaws stretched in a sleepy yawn, half-hearted at best. She didn't really feel like remaining awake until the sun had fallen a bit, but the way things were going she still had hours and hours before dusk would darken the sky and make it easy to catch what little prey remained in the bright lights of the city.

She snorted softly at a small rodent that passed, before her muscles demanded movement. She shifted her weight and rose. Amaryllis controlled her urge to shake out her fur even as her skin twitched to do so. Another yawn cracked her jaws and made her eyes squint and stream with the pressure. She smacked as her lips closed again. Nose lifting to catch the scent on the breeze, she enjoyed the warmth of the sun even as the air filtered, crisp and sharp, around her. Nothing to worry about these days. She watched, of course, but she wasn't constantly on the move these days. She explored the land as was her whimsy, but it was not the frantic search for food that had led her about as a loner. She was a pack dog now. Had been one for three seasons. Last fall she'd been scrapping away at live and now she was thriving. She had used up all her wanderlust in those hard years. Now, don't mistake her. She didn't regret going loner. She'd learned much more than she could ever have hoped for. She'd seen many sites, had the ability to find out how she wanted her life. Met other dogs...Her mind trailed back to the tall mottled male who'd made the biggest impression on her. Strong, solid. Jasper. She missed the twit, really she did. Reason she'd left. She still felt it was a good idea. Too attached somehow in the brief day she'd known him. She snorted at herself and released the trapped air. Nothing unusually littered the air and that was good enough for her. Just the now familiar scent of her fellow strays.

Against the dark green of the thin trees, Ama stood out like a beacon. Her off-white and hazel coloration was a blotch in the dusky coloration of the forest. Her tail twitched slightly as she lowered her muzzle and took a few quick laps of water, trickling in from a stream. It was freezing. The jolt to her system woke her up completely and she risked a few more gulps before moving back. She took the time to shake out her fur, the short strands slowly thickening in the pressing chill. Even without the fullness of a winter coat she was solid again. Much healthier than one would remember. A steady diet of birds and rats had helped fill out her pointier edges. The briefest stirring of hunger edged her stomach but she didn't think of going to hunt right away. She was sure a roadkill carcass was left out near the main road.

She breathed in without much thought and sat quietly against the gurgling stream. She had to say she enjoyed it here. There were little members and even less to do, but she liked knowing that Jasper was there if she needed him and there was always a willing set of jaws to take down a larger meal. Winter rose up now, a threat, and the pack would be a great help then more than it ever had. Small, but sturdy. Or at least she hoped so. She curled her thin tail around her paws and lost herself in thought as she watched the landscape in front of her. The lake was very beautiful really, if one liked such things. It was rather useless to her. Coolant in summer as well as a good place for a drink and, if you were lucky, a meal of minnows. But otherwise it help very little. She smiled slightly and rose up, leaping back toward the back. Useless, but pretty. Her steps crunched pine straw and she turned toward camp to check on things and getting her patrol schedule.

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J A S P E R ;

Jasper felt alive, completely pieced together for once. It was winter again, but the snow was a mere thin coating sprinkled across the spawning greenery, and the sun was blazing and hot. The snow wouldn't last long under it's ferocious glare. The male's dark eyes traced the terrain before him with a keen look, his nostrils filling with the crisp fresh air. He was back to the good old pack life, exactly where he'd always wanted to be. Jasper was a family man, he longed for the closeness associated with others, and he enjoyed knowing that his pack now relied on him.

Since he'd arrived at the concrete jungle that was his home, Jasper hadn't met many other members, mostly, well, because there weren't very many. But that was fine with him, a little family was better than none at all. Jasper smiled softly to himself, his long legs moving beneath him at a slightly quicker pace now, he was on duty, always on duty. He was doing his daily afternoon patrol. Around noon was always his favourite time to do a check of the borders and the rest of their land, he was always at his peak then, his prime. His most awake and alert. His tail swished happily at his flank, his adrenaline increasing as he worked himself into his running rythmn. Jasper was a runner, he could have easily been a scout, but he felt that he would be more appreciated offering his protection. As he increased his speed to a light run, he could feel the heat building up in his marbled pelt, and he could feel the light spray of the snow as he swept it off the ground and around his paws. It was a fantastic feeling, as he ran he almost forgot his duty because it was simply freeing task, a completely enjoyable task. Doing something you enjoyed never felt like work. He decided that he would start his patrols of the day off with the lakes, which he normally did last, just to make a change of pace.

As he ran he kept a light tab on the smells around him, but so far nothing seemed out of place, and everything looked like it was right where it should be. At one point he came across Amaryllis's scent faintly, and assumed that she must have ran the borders earlier that morning. His tongue slipped past his jaws, running across the lower half of his muzzle to remove the drops of saliva which had collected there. Time passed, and Jasper had stumbled across nothing in his travels. Next on his list was the small stream that ran- luckily- directly through their territory, which was already peeking into view. He could see the sunlight shimmer off the water's surface in the distance, and he pushed himself onward, ignoring the slight protesting in his limbs. As he neared the lake, a scent wafted toward him which his mind processed before he had the chance to react. While Jasper was usually quite graceful on his feet, the scent had caught him by surprise enough to make his sure-footed ways crumble beneath him. Stumbling over his front paw, Jasper's chest began to plummet toward the ground, but in a desperate attempt to regain his dignity, he caught the ground at an awkward angle and kept himself from falling, but managed to twist his ankle slightly in the process. He bit back a bark of discomfort, and instead let his wide mahogany eyes skitter frantically across the terrain, and it finally landed upon exactly what he had never expected to see watching him in his moment of ungainlyness.

The air hitched in his throat as he fought to process the dog in the distance, the short, spotted female he had met only briefly, but adored. He couldn't see her eyes perfectly, but he was one hundred percent sure they would be the same pretty hazel they had been on their introduction. Regaining control of his mind and body, Jasper's tail swayed from side to side at a pleased pace, his facial features brightening in a silent awe. "Amaryllis." It wasn't a question, or even a greeting, really, more like an astonished realization. Ignoring the shooting pain in his front right ankle, Jasper moved toward the other hound at a slow lope, his expression clearly ecstatic. His thoughts didn't even consider how the female might feel about his approach however, considering she had been the one to disappear at their first encounter. He stopped when he was a few feet away from her, his head dipping slightly in respect toward the dame, although the dopey expression was still flaunted across his face.

Other: If I got them, they would probably be together <3
I, Ikaaaaaaaaa, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

[Sapphirescript]

FINALLY DONE~ IT ONLY TOOK .... A FEW MONTHS TO FIND TIME AND TO GET IDEAS 8U........ I'm busy a lot ;...;.

I know its not big but I think it showcases her personality and a few facts about her.

Pet Number: Kennel 34
Name: Atal
Gender: Female
Reason For Adoption: I love her design, it makes me dream of a world unlike now. She takes me back from all the civilization to the times I love to think of. I love her design because of the colors used and the look of the markings together. I'm sure she will make a great addition to our family and I would love to welcome her aboard! I can almost see her as an Indian spirit for those of the water And my species of Guardians would be the perfect job for her! I plan to make her a Guardian of my other character named "EB" Or "Electric Blue" Who has Indian Roots.
Interview:
Atal had a single chain connecting from the wall to her brown, worn collar around her neck. Her stance was calm as she was sitting on a small brown dog bed. Silver sat on a stool across from her, note pad and pencil in hand. "Welcome Atal, it's nice to finally get to interview you!" She said tapping her pencil on the paper. "It's a pleasure to be here, I'm am thrilled to have been invited." She answered with a sweet smile barley noticing the chain on her. "Well let's get started then!" Silver said returning the sweet, inviting smile.

"So Atal, what do others find heroic about you?"

She asked while jotting down the question on her note pad. Atal thought about it, wondering what to say. She never really could say that she looked at herself much. "Well, I believe that most people find me honorable in my determination to being truthful. I can not tell a lie." She finally answered. She was stiff but not nervous, having correct posture and her ears straight and forward, all attention on her interviewer. "Ah so you prefer the truth then?" Silver laughed as she herself was all ears on Atal. "On the contrary, I do believe that the truth is not beautiful but it is urgent that it is spoken."

"So what do you like about other people?"

Atal's smile twisted, when the question was asked, into a frown. "I refuse to admit that people need others to survive. I merely enjoy few company. Most do not have the understanding and therefore cannot comprehend to what I have to say." She said finally as she closed her eyes. You would never guess her personality by her looks, but the matter had come true, this dog was not social. Silver thought for a moment, jotting down some notes about her behavior. She noticed that Atal seemed to spy on what she was writing.

"What hobbies do you have?"

Atal smiled again, "Well I very much enjoy my work, I would consider it a hobby of mine I suppose." She answered, still stiff like a statue. "I also enjoy water, I find that the waves on the shore are the most peaceful thing a dog can.....see. As so, when my herd reaches water of any kind I often take a few laps to calm myself from my passion." She said her tail slightly wagging as she dreamt of swimming again. "Ah so you are an avid swimmer then?" She asked starting to feel thirsty. "When I can I do indulge in swimming and other activities, yes."

"What is the most frightening potential handicap you can conceive of?"

"Blindness." She spatted without a second thought. "Why are you so set on that?" Silver asked slightly surprised at her change. "I find sight is the one thing that brings joy to people. You can not see loved ones, nor the beauty of the sunset, or the waves on a shore without your sight." She answered closing her eyes and looking away. "Those who are blind disgust me with their smiles...."

Silver watched her, ever so curious as to why she had been so rude. "Atal.." she called moving over to her and bending on one knee. "Are you.. blind?" She asked holding the dogs chin and pulling it towards her. Atal opened her eyes and frowned. "Yes, I am blind." she said calmly, tears forming in her eyes. "But surely, blindness should not make you miserable!" Silver answered, releasing her chin. Atal stopped and thought but she couldn't think about it. She skipped the question with a sigh "Though my eyes are dark, I have lost my sight...forever." She said a single tear rolling down her furry muzzle and onto the ground.

"What happened?"

"Well, when I was just a young pup I was brought to this herd. Bendago was kind to me, but one moose hated me."

"Vill?"

"Yes, he hated new comers, and I was no different. I contracted a disease when I was able to explore my surroundings. I had eaten a mysterious plant by fault. For Vill had sent me out to get it. What he forgot to tell me, was this plant tasted as sweet as honey with berries of all sorts. However the after effects of it, caused nausea and loss of sight. And the cure for it is only effective before a moon's cycle ends." She answered laying down on the bed, the chains rattled with her movement and her ears fixated on it. Almost like a reflex they followed the noise they heard till the jangling stopped and they fell back.

"He tells me every morning that he is sorry for what he's done. It never fixes it in the end."

"Do you hate him for it?"

Atal stared Silver down, though blind her eyes could pierce steel. The air was thick for a few minutes before Silver decided to break the silence.

"I think this interview is over... Thank you for coming Atal." Silver said bracing herself on her knees as she pushed herself up. "It was my pleasure!" She answered back to the old smile she had before. "I can't wait to see you again." Silver said softly as she unbuckled the collar and letting it drop.

Other:
Species: Canine
Breed: Boarder Collie Wolf Mix
Age: 4 Years
Height: 32 inches
Weight: 68 pounds
Theme Song: Who's Bed have your boots been under - Shaina Twain. Atal has trust issues sense the accident with Vill, Now she never trusts others and believes that everybody is set to betray and lie to her.
I, Tasha999, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

[Last Step]

Friendly Bump. Can't wait for code drop

[Lirrie]

Ip im so sorry guys i will try to get that done today

[Lirrie]

Kennel 1
Image:
Pet Name: Djolli
Gender: Male
Breed and Species: Tynx: TigerXLynx
Lineart Link: http://kittyfritters.deviantart.com/art ... -117297900
I can't remember his original creator.
Terms and Conditions For Adopters: Must remain Tynx and male. Name can change. If not wanted return to me or here.
Other: None
I, ki-neko aninmura, agree to all terms and conditions for donating this character.

Pet Number: Kennel #1
Name: Djolli Amaron Fynx (Nickname(s): Dj, Djoll)
Gender: Male
Reason For Adoption: I've been looking for a new character, but making one is out of the question for me as I'm not very good on finding a good design. I love his design and it's quite beautiful, it fits him perfectly. Although his design is complecatied I think he'll be a great character to have with me. To be honest he's the best-looking character on here and at first I was going to pick one with an easier design, but now I feel I have to have him. I will do art of him as I love to draw and I've been told my art is quite beautiful by one of my teachers and many students from my school. Djolli is a wonderful character and having him would be very delightful.
History/Background: A small oddly colored cub ran and ran his paws carrying him farther and farther, faster and faster away from what he was running from, but every pawstep he took seemed to be letting his pursuer get closer and closer, he was crying and shaking his head, why was this creature doing this. It was tall, stood on two-legs, furless, it had peachy colored skin that was covered with what looked like another creature's fur, and this thing that it held made a loud, frightening popping noise. The cub kept running although it seemed he wasn't going to escape and what made it just as frightening the side of a cliff was right there. He skidded to a stop and faced the human, with one pull of the trigger another popping sound went off. Djolli sat up panting his mother and father eyeing the cub worridly. "Nightmare," his mother asked. Djolli nodded. He was nervous, he was still so young and having witnessed the death of another animal by the creature called "the human," he was frightened. His mother stuck out a large paw and pulled him close. His eyes were a darkish blue now, but his mother knew they'd get lighter as he matured. Djolli closed his eyes with a sigh and fell asleep again. In the morning Djolli woke up to the sleeping bodies of his mother and father. Altough his father gray and white and his mother was an orange color with blck stripes he'd been born a green paint splattered color. He sat up and prepared to face the outside world, he woke his parents to tell them he was going to be right outside the den and slowly padded toward mouth of the den.
Djolli exited his den, he rememebered his younger days like they were just yesterday. His eyes were finally a beautiful light, clear blue. His green splattered coat was unnatural, but his beauty was unmistakeable. He walked out with his head high his blue eyes intent on what he was after. Djolli broke out into a run, he scented the air as he did so and made quick, elegant turns. He found it and its scent was as clear as his beautiful blue eyes. He sped up and leaped the creature only got a quick glance, before it was struggling under Djolli's weight. With a quick blow to the neck the creature was dead. He grabbed it and dragged it back through the bush. After dropping it in a roomy spot he began slowing enjoying his meal. His stomach was full, and he was happy. Then the loud, popping noise, Djolli turned and stood a few feet away from the very creature he'd seen as a cub, he was off his paws carrying him faster and faster. He was terrified, this time the chase was real. He kept running, but the creature was pursueing him, he rememebered his dream and how it had been, this was real now and it was worse. Djolli looked back and in an instance was skidding to a stop, "The cliff-side," he whispered looking up, he then turned back to the human. Was this it, was his life really going to end this way, he closed his eyes tightly frightened. The trigger was pulled and he heard the shot go off. Djolli's eyes opened swiftly, realizing the human missed and he took off. The frightened Tynx took off, running faster, the human retreated shouting angrily realizing the cat was to far away for him to catch. Djolli happily kept on going, then suddenly another cat was on the back of his neck. He flung her off and she laid in the shadows, breathing steadily. "Who are you," Djolli asked, snarling. He noticed the cat was smaller than him and didn't appear to be a threat, she blinked, "I should be asking you the same thing," she said, smirking. Djolli rolled his eyes, when he saw her smirk, "Whatever kitty, so are you going to tell me your name," he asked, more calmly this time. She looked at him, "I'm Raimi," the cat said. "Djolli," he said back, he knew this would lead to their friendship.
Personality: Despite Djolli's terrifying dreams as a cub and the experience he'd gotten when he'd gotten older, he's not that aggressive, but he's not too friendly either. He's a loner and doesn't go along with others that often as others can be quite the annoyance to him. He is proud and shows off whenever he can. He's not the protective type of guy, unless it's centered around himself and his tiny territory. He does have a mouth on him, but he usaually doesn't as he's not that aggrassive. He's the type of guy you'd want to know about. He's mysterious and hides in the shadows. He's firece in a battle and strong-willed making him well-matched for any creature challengeing him.
Other: I'm not changing his name as I've come to like it. What makes him special is he'll take the place as my main charrie. He's just lovely and I would love to have him. He'll get art from others as I'll order it and it can be assured that he won't go to waste, I'll probably RP him and he'll be included in many stories. His personaility may be changed later on, but theres a good chance it'll stay. If I get him the first thing I'll do is set up his page and then get him into an RP.
I, Last Step, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

Extra: He'll get art from me and others, and have a home on my character thread. He'll be used in stories and RPs, but I'll have find some kind of unnatural RP to put him in, the RPs will have to be Semi-Lit though. He will find a mate later on and will probably do some breedings, as I'd like cubs from him. I'll never give him to any one else as he'll be properly used and I love him already.center]

Pet Number: 33
Name: Ming Yeow (Mae for short) (Might change it in the future, but for now I actually like her name)
Gender: Female
Reason For Adoption: I love her design and her breed. I don't actually have a big story or character for her just yet. But just looking at her her design, and the pose of the lineart that just click with me.
History/Background/Personality:
Background speaking she is the adopted child of Anita and Olivia, two loving parents. She's a spunky little girl who enjoys helping out her parents. Whether it be helping Olivia watering the garden or helping Anita making sandwiches she enjoys being a busy bee. She's young, but even she can tell that she's adopted. Considering that her mothers are canines and herself being a feline. It doesn't bother her though, she knows her mothers love her very much.
Other:
I, Applefiend, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

Blah a WIP.. orz I have no energy to complete this now.

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Pet Number:
23

Name:
Allegro

Gender:
Male

Species:
Quarter Horse

Mate:
• t h o r o n •'s character, Nigamo. I have permission from thoron, if you need proof I can provide it or have her post here.

Relations:
Mother: Astyrn - deceased | Father: Logan - deceased | Sister: Nytrin - deceased

Age:
3 in human years.

Birthdate:
August 14th

Reason For Adoption:
He is so gorgeous. I love how his design is so simple, yet still unique.

Background:
I was grazing with my mother in the herd. But then a lion attacked us! The herd were all killed, including my mother. I was galloping as fast as I can! The lion chased, and chased, and then falling behind. When I finally lost him, I was very tired and thirsty. There was a stream nearby. I went there and took a drink. When I was done, I grew sleepy and took a nap. When I awoke, I realized, I had no family left. I decided to go across the stream and went deeper into the woods. When I got out of the woods, there was a human girl watching me with her binoculars and I was not aware of it. I decided to stop and rest. The girl went to her home and fetched a halter with a lead rope (which I never seen those before) then she came back. She slowly came towards me, reaching out her hand. I was grazing and then I became aware of her. I decided to let her touch me and halter me. When she clipped the lead rope on and lead me, I obeyed. When I got to her home, which was not far from where I first became aware of the girl, "Allegro, my name is ChristianBear295, but you can call me CB." The girl whispered. I realized I became named. She led me to her stable and introduced all of the other horses and ponies. She led me to an empty stall. I settled in my new stall and CB took off the halter and lead rope. I ate hay, which I never tried it, until now. The next day, CB decided to ride me. She tamed and trained me to be ridden western. Then I loved CB, the horses, and the ponies dearly ever since.

Personality:
He is very protective of his owner. He's cautious to do anything remotely dangerous when being ridden by her. However before he was tamed he had not a care in the world, just off in his own little dream-world.

Likes:
CB [ChristianBear], being ridden, hay, long naps in his stall, watching eagles take flight, and snow.

Dislikes:
Mud, oats, English Riding, leaves, logs, and jumping.

Favorite Song:
We're the Kids of the Future by Jonas Brothers

Favorite Place:
At home in his stall.

Favorite Food:
Hay

Favorite Thing:
His special bridle given to him by CB, with teal swirl markings all over it.

Favorite Activity:
Being ridden.


I, ChristianBear295, agree to all terms and conditions for adopting this character.

[ika;]

Congrats to everyone- I'm nervous to see if I got Jasper and Amaryllis now xD

[Lirrie]

You did but their images kinda went poof so i must retrieve, after we will be closed so i can revamp the front XD ill be adding more adptables may revamp a few.