The SCAA - Officially Closed!

[paola .]

Lineart/Artist/Credits: Citronvert79's Horse/Pony Maker

Username: Rue.
Kennel Number:
#3
Name [of pet]:
Golden Rushes boy
(Show Name)
or
Goliath
(Stable Name)
Gender [of pet]: Male ♂
Breed/Species [of pet]:
Palimino gypsy Vanner
Personality [of pet]:
Goliath is a very loving and gentle giant.
He is kind and heartfelt and acts like he is apart of the family.
He is like a big dog or a big baby and makes you laugh at how he acts.
He is sweet and kind and just generly in a good mood.
Background/History [of pet]:
Goliath was born on a small farm out in the country. His owner loved him dearly since the day he was born but when Goliath turned 1years old his owner turned farely sick and died that year from cancer they expect. All of the horses were sold at auction and if they didnt sell they went to the slaughtery house or just known as "The House". He never saw his mother or brother again. Goliath was sold to a lady and when he was 3years old she sold him to a carting company who had beaten and worked him to death. They starved him and mis-treated him until he had enough. He was 6years old when they gave him to The house. That is when the agency found him and took him in and raised him back to health. Now I see him and just know i have to get him and will love him forever.
Use [for pet]:
I might make him a mate (gypsy vanner ofcourse) and use him for art and maybe a roleplay(if allowed)
He will probably be one of my main characters and I will make sure I make and get plenty of art of him defiently.
I just adore him so he will never be forgotten and will probably be one of my only characters that I will keep forever! XD
Other:
Age: 8years and 4monthes

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Keep this here. :'D

Lineart/Artist/Credits: Lineart

Username: Rue.
Kennel Number:
#30
Name [of pet]:
Pushers Divine Girl
(Show Name)
or
Riley
(Stable Name)
Gender [of pet]: Female
Breed/Species [of pet]:
Tennessee Walking Horse mix with Spotted Saddle (basically horse)
Personality [of pet]:
Riley is a hard headed and stubborn horse for strange riders. She is wild and crazy but playful loves the summer time. She enjoys running and jumping and loves her owner now and stands up for her when people are rude and Riley only will allow few people to ride her. She is very kind and optomistic the rest of the time though.
Background/History [of pet]:
When Riley was born she was a mistake. They call her the mistake that should of never happend because it was a night when the mares fence line with the stallion broke in the pasture and then she was born 9monthes later. Riley was born on a small jumping and showing farm in kentucky when a vicous storm came through and the owners let their horses run free. She was part of a small group that made it all the way to Texas where a violent man found her and used her for work when she was only still a baby. The mans daughter was the one who saved her after 3years. The daughter took her and hid her away re-treating her to health and then giving her to the agency by the time shwas 6. Now I find her here and just love her from the time my eyes layed on her picture.
Use [for pet]:
She will become one of my horses mates and possibly I will make her into a rp in someway.
I will love her making her a main horse character of mine and i will take care of her well and make sure she doesn't get left into the dust and i will get plenty of art of her.
Other:
Age: 6years and 2monthes
Keep this here. :'D

If you hadnt notice I am a horse addict but i care for my horses farely well so.(;

[Wesley]

Oh my gosh. <3 I'm honored to have you go for two characters that I created. Thank you so much. ;D

[paola .]

No problem (; They are beutiful(:

[Wesley]

Thank you. c:
We really need help with popularity. D8

[Lovely Dreamer]

Username: KidGInger
Kennel Number: 1
Name [of pet]: Queen(Used to be Pomegranate)
Gender [of pet]: Female
Breed/Species [of pet]:Feline/cat
Personality [of pet]: Queen is a playful kitty who loves to be around other cats. She is very cat-like, a lap cat at that. She earned her name for the proud air that she has, and all cats look up to her.
Background/History [of pet]: Queen had a luxurious life as a kitten, living in the big city in a high-rise. Her owner was a successful actress who dearly loved Queen's momma.
Momma, momma, where are they taking me?
Queen, it's ok. Owner is finding you a new home. It's ok...It's o....k....
Her owner was injured while shooting a movie. They couldn't go on with it with her like that, so she was fired. Owner lost her money and home, and could not care for two cats. They were sent away, Queen to the SCAA, her momma to a friend's house.
Momma, where are you? It's time to go, Momma.
Queen, I am not going with you. Love you, Queen... Love...you...
Momma? Momma! MOMMA!
I found her in this distressed state and fell in love.
Use [for pet]: If I get a boy charrie they might mate, but I am thinking of writing a story once I have a couple more charries.
She can also be a rp charrie if allowed.
Other: I saw this when I made you your avvie!
Keep this here. :'D

[Wesley]

Thanks for applying. :3
Next weekend we'll let you know if you got her. ouo;

[Wesley]

Bump. :3

[t i r e d.]

{Any tips on how to do this on a Macbook? D:}
Username: CherishTheMoment
Kennel Number: 25
Name [of pet]: Adelaide (Means noble, of good cheer in Italian)
Gender [of pet]: Female
Breed/Species [of pet]: Wolf
Personality [of pet]: Her name is befitting of her, which is likely because she remained without one until the age of 2, where a name became necessary. She appears calm, but this isn't a major character trait, as she will on occasion let loose and romp and play as any young wolf will. Her past has shaped her, lending her humbleness, and yet wit that is nearly unmatched.
Background/History [of pet]: As a young cub, she lived in the as of yet untamed wilderness next to the Canadian city of Ontario. It was a chilled, frosty world there, and her pelt grew thick, and her paw pads rough to reduce the amount of painful ice splinters that made their home there. Found was amazingly abundant in the snowy wonderland, and the small pack flourished. Many packs inhabited the forest,too many for any land with scarcer prey, but there were no disputes, and they lived in peace. Her brothers, Aaric and Alden, and herself were able to romp through the chest high snows without fear, and the only borders were the city limits to the north, and the mountains to the southeast. Her brother Aaric dominated his siblings, but Alden was by far the wisest of the young, being the only one to walk away from a Porcupine encounter without painful quills imbedded in his pelt, but Adelaide grow bored of him often, and left the dens with Aaric and no other. Often they played on the frozen solid creek bed, and thought nothing of it. But one especially frosty evening, as yearlings, they came across an unknown scent. Poor Adelaide was frozen with fear, Aaric did little more than pause before charging towards it's source. A sudden movement caught the young fae's gaze, and she jerked her head towards it, opening her mouth to send a warning towards her brother. A deafening noise rang out before she could, and her brother slumped to the ground, his legs positioned to leap. The crimson liquid that filled her mouth when she ate raw meat was spilling out of his chest, darkening the peaceful snow. Fear released her then, and she leaped away, tail between her legs as she raced back to camp. The siblings and parents mourned, as they made up the entire pack, but gradually the pain eased, if not disappearing altogether. Adelaide returned to the creek bed many times, against the wishes of her pack and brother, but her chest ached every time, and her eyes sought out the exact place that her brother's fire had been extinguished. It was one such time, about the same time in the season, when the prey was scarcer. Her stomach complained often, drowning out the small sounds around her. It was because of this that her ears didn't catch the small sound of a tranquilizer gun being loaded, nor the sound of it whistling towards her until it was sinking into her flesh. Whining, she submitted and backed away, but deadness was beginning to race through her body. Her ears back, she gazed at the blurry hunter that was approaching her, asking, quite simply, Why? She had done everything that was right, she had submitted. She had backed away. Why was she being punished?
......
The next time she gained conciousness, metal bars were pressing against her sides, making their imprints on her flesh. Her stomach felt hollow, not in the way of being without food, but as if she had been laying motionless for a long time. All around her were wolves and other animals that she knew not of. Some where small, and deadly looking in form, making the sound of an angry snake every time someone walked by. And then, her vision was blocked, and it took her sluggish mind what seemed like a long time to understand that it was a being in front of her. His body took the form of the one that had taken her brother's life away, and sent her into the long sleep. He moved the metal with his hands, making an opening in the side facing him. Reaching towards her neck, he grabbed onto something there, something that wasn't part of her body. Cringing away from the hand, she whined, but made no move to attack. Attacking would place her in the same place as Aaric, and at the hand's insistence, she left the metal den willingly. Her paws slipped on the smooth ground, some sort of odd smelling ice it had to be, and the bright lights hurt her eyes more than any before. Many more beings with the same shape were crowded around, and the being holding her merely grunted, before delivering her to what must have been his alpha. She concluded this because he submitted her willingly, and backed away. They passed something the color of spring grass between their paws and she was led away, out onto natural ground. The air was full of harsh scents however, and her sneezing was continual. Into the source of the smells she was sent, still going willingly, making the leap from the dirt ground to the strange step. A large bang, and she was trapped here, heading someplace else, with a new alpha staring at the ground before them, leading them away from the metal den, towards a freer life, with open air and grass and fresh meat.
Use [for pet]: For use in role-plays and the like. Plus, I like doing art of new pets, and I'm in desperate need of fresh designs. :3
Other:
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[Wesley]

Thank you so much for such effort! :3
Don't worry about the picture. ;D

[t i r e d.]

{Haha, thanks, I was like...o.o Um...do you...uh, no. I had no idea how to even try. x3 And no problem with the effort, although the story was originally going to be much different. *shrugs* This way works just as well, I suppose.}