[yeena]

Second Chance Shelter is a dog and cat rescue where you can come to find a new member of your family. We rescue and rehabilitate dogs and cats of all shapes and sizes so they may have the chance to be placed into a caring home. All of our animals are special and deserve a chance to be happy with an owner that will care for them. The question is: are you ready to love them?

Genetics:

contest is on the second post !!

[womp womp]

so hey kids im gonna be the one to judge this kiddo !!

for this ;; tell me their most treasured item they own ! you have a maximum of 150 words for this prompt.

along with this ,, you have an additional extra of either 200 words or 1 art piece, but remember this is completely optional and not needed !!

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username:
name:
gender: male
treasured item: [max 150 words]
optional extra: [200 words or 1 art piece]

deadline is december 25th 11:59 pm est !!

[Placebo]

username: placebo
name: Amun
gender: male
treasured item:

Amun gingerly gripped the hanging thread of the dark lanyard between his teeth and tugged to free it from underneath the stack of knick knacks on the table. He wasn’t being too cautious, so the pile trembled above him. He paused, wary of the impending avalanche, but it didn’t stop him from pulling loose the worn fabric.

He heard the tale thump as the hard medal hit the floor. The lanyard was still in his mouth as he peered down at the shiny surface. His show name, embossed in gold, glinted merrily back up at him. Amun’s tail wagged at the sight, and he maneuvered to get the chewed fabric around his neck. Happy memories of dirt pounding under his paw pads sprang up without hindrance. The cheer of the crowd… Bliss.

His back legs creaked as he sat down, and Amun winced internally. Well, it’s a nice memory nonetheless.

{150}

Amun's a retired racing dog! He was a force to be reckoned with in his prime, but nowadays he just hobbles around with a noticeable limp in both back legs. It's a result of too many torn ligaments, but it doesn't seem to get him down. He's the type of dog to twitch his legs in his sleep, no matter the position he's in. Amun can remain calm and focused in most situations, but he gets surprisingly flippant about following orders. He's been picked up by more than one shelter for just wandering off. Even if he can't run, it definitely doesn't stop him from moving-- he just can't seem to sit still. {113}

[mongrel]

holy heck yes please <3

[Kiba!]

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username: Caribou!
name: Lennox [Len]
gender: Male
treasured item: Lennox's most treasured item would be his collar, a gift from his grandfather when he was a mere welp. Sure Lennox looks terrifying with those teeth and long, powerful legs.. but he is a total softie with a huge heart. He was exceptionally close to his grandfather who practically raised him, and before he passed the collar was handed down to him... It's rare for him to ever take it off, and he's highly protective over it.
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[mango marmalade,,]

jack be nimble::
username: mango marmalade,,
name: the quick jacky boy [jackie, speedy, long legs]
gender: male
treasured item:
"oh, uh.. hiya there... i'm jacky, but you can just call me jack. i know i look different from other mutts, i get that a lot on the streets."
his eyes are soft and turned down.
"my favorite possession? probably my owners ol' blanket that he gave to me before he left. yeah, this old thing. i know it's tattered, and ratted, and fading, but i still love it. i sometimes imagine that his smell still lingers in the worn threads."
his mind wanders to far off lands and things that already came to be.
"another reason i like it so much is because it has a pretty picture of santa cruz. santa cruz, the city of my dreams, where my owner still resides. without this blanket, i probably wouldn't have a single memory of my old life. the pretty sunset, old buildings... sante cruz, the love of my life."
optional extra:
before i came to the shelter, i was a legend on the streets.
"look! there goes jack, racing along a good five meters ahead of all of the competition."
"i've never been able to understand what makes him so fast!"
"could it be his long legs?"
"lean figure?"
"determination?"
"ahh, i don't know. he seems awfully bored to me. and is he really that skinny? i've seen him beat other dogs that are skinnier than him before."
"maybe it's his street diet!"
"haha, good one. anyways, back to the race."
"look at that! did you see his legs?? i couldn't even see them, they were moving so fast. dang!"
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"jackie, how does it feel to win yet another race?"
"it feels good tim, it really does. but you know what feels better?"
"what?"
"runnin' along the streets of santa cruz. the pretty sky, smooth cobblestone, just you and california."
"i'm sure it's great, jack. now, the weather!"
..
jack be quick::

[.:Lady Trashbag:.]

Gonna have to drop out. Good luck everyone

[wolflover34]

username: wolflover34
name: Fire
gender: male
treasured item: [max 150 words] His collar
optional extra: [200 words or 1 art piece]

[yeena]

Name: WK You Just Have To Be Happy, "Choo"
Gender: Male
Treasured Item: Choo's most treasured item is a phone that plays a certain playlist that's been dedicated to him, on shuffle and repeat.
Story [190/200]: Choo paced the ground in front of him, eyes cast down and hackles raised unnaturally on his back. He made abrupt and sharp loops, sometimes slamming his paw down harder than intended on the ground, effectively making him wince slightly in pain at the pressure.
He grit his teeth harshly, curling his lips when the grinding was exceptionally painful for him. Regardless, he didn't stop grinding his teeth together aggressively until he heard a soft whistle and there it was. Choo stopped stomping around for a moment to turn and raise his ears up curiously, eyes bright and hopeful until he spotted what he had been hoping for. The shiny red casing of the phone; his phone.
Trying to conceal some of his newfound excitement, Choo hurriedly rushed over to his bed and nestled down quickly. His thin tail was wagging slightly against the plush fabric while he waited for what he was wanting. It wasn't before long when he started to hear the opening notes of one of his most loved songs; one of the songs that made his muscles relax and head rest down against his paws comfortably.

[womp womp]

just a reminder ,, this ends tomorrow !
since this time of year is always busy n all feel free to ask for an extension ^^