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[Aeire]

I have a question about this donation~

The revamp made her a cat, and I'd really like to adopt her as one, but the preferences say that she has to stay a chicken, so I'm a little bit confused ;3

I thought she was either a cat or a chicken. the original ref had both I think?

She has two forms, and the preferences say that she has to stay in the chicken form most of the time. Does that answer your question?

[Nawee]

Like Popamelon said, it has two forms, a chicken and a cat, and it has to be a chicken most of the time...

I shouldn't probably say that, but if you want my opinion, I don't think they'll go check if you use it more as a chicken than a cat, but you should probably include the chicken part into your story

[iPawki]

Thank you for clarifying |D

[Otium]

I found it ! I found it ! :))
Just a post for later and I am kinda sad to see Sanka up here again since I was her designer :/

[Nawee]

I'm sure Sanka will find a good home Two people are applying for her this turn! =D

[.lucy.]

Hey, it's • t h o r o n • I used to be On Eagle's Wings, I donated Breeze. Her kennel number is 48.

Just wondering if anyone ever saw this? I looked at the "Name Changes" but didn't see me up there... Just re-posting it.

Is anyone going for Breeze, #48?

[Lily Benet]

Hey, it's Eplis, now Lily Benet. Name change was long coming.

I've been watchin', don't ya'll worry. I might go for one soon... ^-^

[Tripp]

updates will be tomorrow, i did see about the name change, not sure if anyone is going for that one or not you'd have to look through the pages.

code drop tomorrow gets your forms done :]

[uqtubee]

Pet's ID Tag:
No. 6
Image of pet

Name You'd Choose for It:
Elizabeth [has a nickname of Eliza or Liz]
Gender:
Female
Reason You Want It:
To be honest, I love the patterns, and colors. Blue and black are one of my favorite colors, and leopards/jaguars are one of my favorite big cats, second to black panthers <3 Plus, the wings are epic. I don't think I have a character with wings, except for Darian who I've been blessed enough to win from here. And maybe this could be a little friend for Darian, she could use a friend with wings. x3 I chose the name because Elizabeth Taylor has passed on recently, and due to being a fan of Michael Jackson and that he was friends with her, this is what popped into my head. It seems fitting to me somehow...I also like the curly whiskers. My eldest cat has whiskers that curve like that but it's love on a character. I also like the blue shading. I feel like I'm in love o3o..
History/Background/Other:
Personality;
Elizabeth is very kind, understanding, and gentle. She loves others she is friends with to pieces, and if someone has a problem she listens and understands well. In fact, her soul is so pure, golden, and kind that she would never hurt a fly. Even though this may be true, others are shocked that she has managed to make a friend of Darian, even getting the snarky demonic cat to show a softer side she rarely has exposed. Elizabeth is also very hospitable and good with remedies. It just comes naturally because of her kind personality, so it seems. She knows exactly what to do when somebody is hurt badly, or even close to death. Besides being hospitable, she's also extremely sensitive enough to tell 'poisonous' from 'safe'. She loves all her friends enough to save them from anything, or to even risk her life and die for them.
Like her coat, wings, and eyes may suggest, she is a very calm feline. She is not fazed easily and does not anger unless persisted on for a very long time. She is however, somewhat shy, yet courteous and polite. Like all others, she embarrasses and blushes fairly easily. Just because she has wings does not make her immortal or untouchable. She cuts and she bleeds like all others. It's that simple to explain.

Likes;
-Music
-Her friends
-Loving others
-Hope
-Dancing (kind of like spinning around)
-Being happy
-Smiling

Dislikes;
-Hate
-Rude people, but still tries to be polite
-Unhappy people
-Feeling lonely
-People angry
-Stuck-up people, if they do it all the time

History;

Welcome to Hollywood.
That's what they told you.
Elizabeth smiled as the warm sunset soothed her fur as she set paw on her new home. A large city stood out in front of her. I'll come back for a visit, Michael, dear. she had told her close friend when she left. She had had to move for various reasons, and Michael had left for somewhere else. They'd been sad to separate, but it had to be so. She had left smiling, though, like she always did. So she had made her way here. She flicked her wings thoughtfully as she glanced around the place. She was used to big cities, but she felt a fading interest for them. Elizabeth continued on through the town, checking it out. She narrowly dodged the masses of people. She knew she had been here before, but when? And why had she come here? Most people were leaving the streets since it had been a late evening sunset, and it was getting dark. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes as she caught a flash of purple and wings out of the corner of her eye. I wonder what that was. she thought in a more amused way. She headed for the motel. She'd have to get in somehow. It was beginning to downpour, anyway.

Tall buildings stood up every which way. The last of cars sped by and restaurants towered off further down the town. The lights of buildings flashed and flickered, some of them going out as people left the office for the night. The city was certainly large...but a memory of it tugged at her. Her ice-blue eyes flicked in the dark storm as she trod along. She could remember it clearly now as she stared ahead for any sign of a hotel. I can remember being here with Michael dear. she thought as the memory flashed across; the two plodding together down the street, laughing and smiling all the way. She sighed softly and smiled to herself, not noticing something land behind her swiftly.

"Hold up a second," a voice hissed behind her in a slightly disrespectful way. Elizabeth froze in her paws but didn't turn around because the stranger continued speaking. It was a girl, from the sound, but the voice had a Transylvanian twist that was somehow a little easy to understand. The voice was snarky and sly, sounding kind of joyed. "Vhat is a drama queen doing all the vay out here?" it asked.

You reached your peak,
They wanted you to fall.
Elizabeth turned around slowly to confront the stranger, straightening up but almost freezing. It was a demonic-like cat, skinny with small, sharp fangs poking out. Her fur was lush purple with a tint of black on her head. She had a tint of white on her paws like socks, too, and small demonic wings. The teal eyes in this cat in front of Elizabeth stood out against her coat, as well as the death sign on her shoulder. Elizabeth smiled kindly. "I am no drama queen, dear, I assure you." she said, noticing the cat roll her eyes like a teenager. Elizabeth dipped her head and flattened her body to the ground before standing straight again, an act of courtesy. "I am Elizabeth. Please call me by that or Eliza...or Liz," she stated calmly.

There was moments pause. "Darian, vat's vhat they call me," Darian replied in a snarky way. She smiled wryly after a moment, glancing over Elizabeth. "You seem...very nice," Darian added. "Thank you, dear. You do too," Elizabeth replied politely. "I'm guessing you are looking vor a place to stay?" There was a pause again, as Elizabeth was surprised this cat knew so much. She smiled again, this time more warmly then before. "Yes, I am." Elizabeth replied, sensing bitter loneliness flowing off the demonic cat. "Are you...lonely, Darian?"

The two stood in silence in the darkness of the thunderstorm and downpour for a long moment. So silent nothing made a sound except the rain falling steadily to the ground. Elizabeth searched Darian's eyes kindly but no emotion sparked this time. "Yes, I am," Darian replied after a moment, letting out a long sigh. "Come, I know vhere you can stay. You can fly, yes?" Elizabeth's tail rose up delightedly, and she let out a laugh. "Yes, most certainly, Darian! Why else would I have wings?" Darian nodded, flapping her own wings with vague sense of humor. "Very vell, follow me." she instructed, lifting off into the air.

Elizabeth spread her wings apart delicately and bounced into the air quickly, taking flight after Darian. She seems like a likely friend. Elizabeth thought cheerily when she was led to a hotel with an open window. "Come on, we can sleep here tonight," Darian explained, biting off the Translyvanian accent on the word "we". She jumped inside and Elizabeth followed after a moment. Elizabeth yawned in a sleepy way, but she muffled it with her tail. She didn't want to be rude.

You were the victor and you earned the crown.
It's like walking through fire,
determined to win, fighting life battles again and again!
"So how long have you been alone?" Elizabeth asked as Darian stalked across the hardwood floorboards, fangs gleaming in the moonlight. "Since I vas old enough to fly," Darian replied tartly, seeming reluctant to say so. "That's nothing to be ashamed of, sweetie. We all have good and bad times." Elizabeth replied courteously. Darian stopped to listen as Elizabeth continued on. "I struggled with my childhood, but I had a friend...Michael. He got me through the rough times. But now..."

When Elizabeth trailed off, Darian pounced on the opportunity to speak. "He died, didn't he?" she said darkly. Elizabeth was surprised to get that kind of answer. She tilted her head sideways. "No, no," Elizabeth replied after a moment, laughing gleefully. "No, sweetie. Michael and I had to separate to go to different places. I'll see him again." Elizabeth said, half to reassure herself. Darian grunted. When Darian turned away again to examine the empty room, Elizabeth blinked. Poor darling is really thin on being open to others. she thought in sympathy.

Elizabeth gazed at Darian as the demonic cat paced around to survey the room. Silence. It was again so quiet, but without the rain you'd be able to hear a pin drop. What broke the silence was a crack of thunder, a flash of lightning. Elizabeth didn't jump but gazed out the window from her vantage point on the floor. She turned around after a moment and watched Darian again. When she caught Darian's fleeting teal eyes, she spoke. "Well, now you have a friend to keep you company, dear."

But look at you.
A true survivor.
Full of life.
And carrying on.
Elizabeth caught a glimpse of Darian's teal-blue eyes in the dark. Her eyes looked full of gratitude for Elizabeth. "Elizabeth, you are not like others, are you?" Darian asked curiously. Darian didn't seem to be the out-going type of cat, but Elizabeth shook off the thought of it. "Well..I guess you could say that," Elizabeth said gently, smiling. She hated to sound self-centered of herself; she wasn't like that. Darian produced a smile in the vague moonlight. "Tell me about yourself, Elizabeth."

Elizabeth flicked her tail thoughtfully, gazing around the dark room. "Well, dear, you see...I was born in a very large city. I grew up well but I had to fend for myself because my parents were too busy. You could say my childhood was robbed from me...but I met Michael. The kindest person I have ever known...he's a great friend. What about you?" Elizabeth asked kindly. Darian's eyes flashed with remorse and reluctance. "All I know is my parents left me as soon as I vas old enough to fly and fend for myself. Then I vandered alone." she explained through gritted teeth before jumping onto the window sill.

"Where are you going?" Elizabeth asked, smiling as she watched Darian with a small interest. She looked like she wanted to make friends from Darian's point of view. Darian had never had a friend before. She was grateful for this cat. "Nowhere, Eliza." she said with a smile. Elizabeth jumped onto the window sill with her. It was going to be a lovely night. Oh Michael, darling, I wish you could be here with us. I know you love people as much as me. Stay safe, dear. she thought with a wide smile as her eyes turned to the brightest star, sending her prayer sky-ward. Her eyes glowed in the starlight. She knew he was okay, wherever he was.
Elizabeth, I love you.
You're more than just a star to me.
I pray one day I'll be just...
like you!
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
Yes, truly.

-Starring Darian, one of my characters-.

Crossing my fingers #10 stays there so I can apply for her next CD x3

[A.K.A Raptor]

good luck to everone