Pound of Hope [CLOSED PERMANENTLY]

[Queen Vivane]

@Feyria not at all I keep freaking out that someone is going to have huge amazing form for the ones im going for XD

[bearlygrunge]

I | A M | L O O K I N G | T O | L O V E

K E N N E L | N U M B E R
P99

W H Y | do you want this animal?
What a creature! Wow. . . Spotty has a fantastic design talent shown expertly through her most recent donations to Pound of Hope. In my opinion, though, this lassie outshines the rest.
Her coloring is natural, which is what I gravitate towards when I adopt. The dark red of her coat is deep and rich, contrasting excellently with her gleaming white markings. But, more than anything, it was her mysterious tattoos & vivid green eyes that caught my attention. There was a fantastic story lurking in the depths of her eyes that I longed to weave.
After watching The Secret Book of Kells, I determined to write my own Celtic tale that goes beyond Kells—more emotion, more drama, more action, more loss—a good tale to tell that not only was full of adventure, but had a main character with depth & soul.
I found my lass; striking in appearance, but tender in heart. I admit that I at first I was overwhelmed by all the choices from Spotty's donations & wasn't sure which one I liked best, but the more I think about Radha, the stronger the initial connection grows. She is absolutely stunning. Thank you, Spotty! <3

W H A T | will you do for her?
I intend to make Radha a main character of mine, & as such, she will have a home in my character thread; as much art as I can scrounge up the payment for; her story told; hopefully, a mate at some point; private role playing opportunities; but, above all, she will be cherish & loved forever.



N A M E
Radha ; ROW - a

N A M E | M E A N I N G
From radharc, meaning “a vision” ; Irish in origin

G E N D E R
Female

S P E C I E S
Canis lupus x Canis lupus familiaris ; Canine
Homo sapien ; Human

F O R M
Being what one may call a “Mythic,” a creature within the realm of faeries & other such beings, Radha is a young woman [ of about fifteen years, though she has lived for seventy-five ] who can also take the form of a canine. She is a wild creature, capable of becoming tamed, but she roams the deep forests of Ireland, calling one in particular her home.
It should be noted that Radha physically & mentally ages slowly, as well, taking about five years to age one year.
Communicating with other beasts is no problem, regardless her form.
She is particularly swift, agile, & strong, but she is not, by any means, godlike. There are very real limitations to the gifts Radha possesses. Able to change back & forth at will, she cannot speak as a wolf/dog, though she retains her human level intelligence. Her story, however, is mainly spent in her canine perspective.

P L A C E | of birth



P E R S O N A L I T Y
Radha is a loner, though not by choice. She had a family once, which she cherished beyond all else, but that was long ago. The memories are as wore parchment, the ink faded & running—only a foggy haze. Her sense of community has diminished & she, inadvertently, is self-seeking. There is no one but herself to care for, as she rarely sees another human soul. However, she is like the little mother of the wood & nearby glen, though she bears the voguish markings of her past.

[Tiikeria]

Fey: You aren't the only one. XD I keep freaking out with every form I see for mine.

So, I just got a flash drive full of revamps from B...you all better love Triple after this. Around 40 revamps are going up, some were for already adopted out characters, so I'll be PMing those winners. :3

[Africa.]

Woah O.o Epic win, B xD

Well, good to know I'm not crazy x3 But don't worry Tiki, your an amazing writer <3 I'm sure you'll do great <33

*Sigh* About 2 3rds left of the history to do x3 Plus all my extras O.o This'll take awhile... The code drop is this friday, right? (I know, I know Dx I shouldn't be asking </3 I'm just too dense to remember if it was last week or the week before that the codedrop was done, sorry <33 )

[Queen Vivane]

I want to see all these revamps now lol, I really need to get a move on with my forms XD

[Syra]

I want to see revamps too mostly because I'm hoping for one of the old characters to tug at a heart string or something ^-^'

[Tiikeria]

Fey: Code Drop is next Friday. X3 And, I know. B has been busy. XD

Alright, revamps are up. Check them out, guys! Some of them are really cool. X3 Now, B would like me to post a form.

OCTO: This form is for Triple, this form is not mine. Thanks. <3

I am looking to adopt...
Picture:
Kennel number: P44
Name: Absinthe
Breed: Shapeshifter
[Primary form: Anthromorphic weasel; Secondary form: Wild goat]

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:
While revamping, I got many, many ideas for this one. I really started to like the simple design as I looked back on the revamps that I had done previously while waiting to be able to get back online and post the new pictures. I started a belated connection during this time, and I realized what a pity it was that I hadn’t seen this connection before, but I was grateful that she was still available.
While I was building this connection, I cleaned out some of my characters. Those that I could no longer find a connection with were moved out, leaving a select few in my story lines. However, the connection with this girl persisted…. It went beyond my connection with many characters that I already had, so I believe it to be a true one.
I plan to do with her as I do all of my characters; write, draw, and otherwise care for. She will be my only shapeshifter, so I do believe that she will be very useful, and will get a lot of love, just like with all of my characters.

Personality:
Wildly optimistic. Even if it’s a long shot, Absinthe will believe in it. She believes that there can be peace between the anthromorphic beings that seek to plague the land, and the guerilla animals that wish to push them out.
Wily. Clever and smart, Absinthe can escape most traps set up for her. It helps that not many know about her ability to become any animal that she can imagine, and even less know of her inability to become one particular beast – the gryphon… but that’s the way she likes it.
Stubborn. It’s a wonder that her favorite forms does not include the irrepressible mule, for all of her stubbornness. Set in her ways, she refuses to change, and will take down those that try to force her to.
Social. Like the herd animals that she sometimes mimics, Absinthe is a social creature. She needs contact from others, not only for her own well-being, but because it provides camouflage from those that hunt her for their own needs.
Vengeful. If someone of something wrongs Absinthe, it’s hard to say when they’ll drop dead. Absinthe is poison to her enemies, which is why she doesn’t have many –she kills them off.

Likes:
Certain forms. Absinthe is particularly fond of two forms. The anthromorphic weasel has handy little hands and sharp senses. As a wild goat, she can use her horns to defend herself, as well as climb far out of reach. Her tertiary form, that of an eagle, allows her flight to spy on her enemies and escape from those that hunt her.
Being around others. Being around others satisfies Absinthe’s social need, as well as providing a very convenient hiding place when she needs it.
Berries. Even in the form of a carnivore, Absinthe is fond of berries and will go out of her way to eat them rather than her form’s diet. In the dead of winter, she travels to the tropical edge of the island, if only to continue eating her beloved berries.
Short tails. Absinthe feels that long tails get in the way. The shorter the tail, the better off she is, and so she tries her best to make bobbed tails look natural in the form that she occupies. The only exception is her anthromorphic weasel form, which she has learned to deal with the length in very creative ways.

Dislikes:
Dead animals.[b] Though she enjoys killing her enemies, she cannot stand the smell of death, and thus avoids killing innocent creatures for her own needs – such as eating or making skins to wear. In her anthromorphic forms, she wears only pure cotton clothes or nothing at all, her fur growing long and thick over her sensitive areas.
[b]Pessimism. As an optimist, pessimism is one of her pet peeves. She just can’t stand it when others don’t see the silver lining of things.
Forms that rely on long tails. Gibbons, cheetahs, aquatic animals, certain rodents… if it must have a long tail, it’s hard for her to enjoy being in that form.
Change. For a shapeshifter, Absinthe, oddly enough, loathes change. She gets violent when things cannot remain the same, if the current method suits her fine.

History/Background:
I don’t remember what form I was born into. I know I was born, though… after all, I do exist, and I’m not one of the servants of the Players… they were supposedly formed from the dust… or the dirt… or… well, I guess it just depends, doesn’t it? The Player of Creation wouldn’t create an agent out of the same materials as the Player of Destruction. Either way, I do know that it wasn’t long before I learned of my ability… I remember learning to fly before I knew how to stand on two legs. How I managed that, I’m not quite sure… but I did.

Despite her early experiences with her particular talent, Absinthe wasn’t born with it… or, indeed, the designation “Absinthe”. Her power developed as a result of the tampering by one of the Game Players that play out all of the events in the world. Antonello de Mecina, the Player Protector, saw a flaw in the game session that could have allowed Leonardo, the Player of Creation, to be defeated by his opponent – Machiavelli, the Player of Destruction. The strategy would have wiped out an entire population, which would leave Leonardo exposed to a checkmate. Antonello, in an effort to preserve the game, left one young pawn… and changed her life forever. As a result, Absinthe’s memory was wiped, and she gained her unique ability… and the fury of Machiavelli.

I had to settle into a niche in the world… not that I’m complaining. I learned quickly that outsiders were shunned, and I couldn’t handle being alone… I never have been able to. I got more and more used to life as a social drifter, though I always felt my home was in the mountains, with a particular herd of wild goats… or was it in the small settlement, with the creatures that walked on two legs? After all, I spent most of my time with them… I can no longer remember. Memory goes when wisdom arrives, right? After all, wisdom comes with age… and the older one gets, the less they remember…. Whatever way it goes, I felt perfectly happy… until the wolves attacked my goat herd. The smell of death hung in the air like a thick, oily cloud… it burned at my nose and tore at my heart, inviting me to death just to escape it…. I had to leave… Perhaps this was why I spent many years at the settlement; It was safe there, and the wolves never attacked the village, or the people in it. The only thing that did, really… was sickness. And that… that’s what took them.

Absinthe’s early years were full of loss. First, her original species was wiped out, save for her. Then the two groups that she called home were destroyed, and she became a full-time drifter. It was during this time that she learned how to be inconspicuous, though her colors and markings never changed throughout her transformations. She also developed her dislike of long tails during this period; she ran into too many close calls involving her tail nearly getting chopped or chomped off, and so she did her best to avoid such forms.

I became very, very close with a large male eagle. His feathers were luxurious… and he was such a kind bird. He treated me like his queen, preening me, hunting for me… and then, as what always seems to happen around me, a group of hawks attacked him. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem… except there were too many, and they were organized. His body fell from the mob in pieces… first, feathers and blood… then wings… tail… and then his head. The rest was shredded between the murderers. I… I felt fury that I had never felt before. The destruction of my herd and village brought on sadness. But this… with this, came madness and the birth of a particularly viciously vengeful part of me. I made myself into a dragon… though, unable to breathe fire. I went after them… and, one by one, I destroyed them. Nothing… absolutely nothing… fell to the ground this time.

Absinthe’s vicious streak had always lived within her, but it was latent up until the murder of her would-be mate. Her problem with the dragon’s fire was due to an error in her ability; things she cannot understand, such as how the fire starts within the dragon’s mouth, she cannot duplicate. This would not have been a problem had Antonello knowingly given her the ability; as the spawning of the ability was an accidental side-effect, there are glitches. She cannot share the species of the sacred Game Players, all of which are gryphons. Special abilities of species that she is not a part of, she cannot mimic… for example, as a phoenix, she cannot be reborn.

It was a few years before all-out war began. I… I had no choice but to join. I could not kill, like what was needed to join the side I am now against. I am a spy… able to integrate myself into any species that I need to… except for the Sacred’s. As an anthromorphic creature, I continue my form as a short, thin, and attractive weasel… fit to be the trophy wife of the military commanders. I swear, it takes so much to dress like that… I hate it. But I need to be there to get the information I need. In the wolf pack, I’m an omega… a scraggly thing that’s trusted only because it’s obvious I cannot pose a threat to the Alphas. I’m a hyena soldier’s date, a hawk air commander, and one of the most useful agents in my sector of fighters. I still don’t know who is leading us, though….

Absinthe fights for the cause of the guerillas… to preserve the land. She has infiltrated the ranks of four species, and has made a name for herself in the last, the cause she truly fights for. She reports to the local Guardians, who then carry her word to the Agents of Leonardo… and Leo himself. Antonello, in his attempt to preserve the game, unknowingly escalated it… and made it so the Player of Creation has a chance to defeat the arm of Destruction.
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[nowi]

AMG P38 <3
So pretty <3

I love the revamp for P47. It almost makes me want her back XP
And I'm glad my bobcats got revamps, too.

[Queen Vivane]

All those revamps are fabulous I love Lilys new new look, such adorable lines those are. Makes me want to take her back and keep that image all for myself No ill be good and let her stay I dont really have enough inspiration for her so I hope she goes to a lovely new home

[Electriic]

Am I the only one who posted for mine?