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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby ki-neko animura » Wed Jul 06, 2011 6:37 am

I am looking to adopt... This Handsome man
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Kennel number: p104
Name: Taisond (Tai)
Breed: coyote
Kingdom:
Animalia
Phylum:
Chordata
Class:
Mammalia
Infraclass:
Eutheria
Order:
Carnivora
Family:
Canidae
Genus:
Canis
Species:
C. latrans
Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: His design instantly captured my eye. He is very handsome and the colrs are amazing together.

family
Mother: Rolla (lives her)
Father: Hakor (misunderstands tai)
Older brother: Thor (dislikes)
Older brother: Quonto (dislikes)
Younger sister: Calla (loves her)

Appearance
Eye Colour:
pale green
Fur Color:
Light tanish brown
Markings:
dark tanish brown helmet and front legs has bird tail like markings extending down his back and to his flank. top of tail is also dark brown. his front toes are white and his back legs are white with his base color ovals. he has a white streak on his chest then on his muzzle
Nose:
moist and pink
Paws:
his paws are all white. the pads are the same color as his nose. his nails are clearish pink
Tail:
bobbed tail from a human trap
Ears:
small the same color as his helmet with lighter insides. he has trained them topick up the smallest sounds.
Coat Length and Texture:
Tai sheds twice a year unlike others who shed only once. his coat length is a little longer thna normal coyotes thanks to his ancestry. He keeps his coat clean and soft. He likes to look good for the ladies.
Dewclaws?:
front only. they are white with pinkish clear nails

Likes:
cold: Tai really enjoys the cold this is mostly due to his younger years of eing trapped in the trap under the blistering heat.
friends: Tai is very social unlike the rest of his species. He prefers to be with his friends and even those he does not know. He prefers to hang around with girls this is because he is teased by other guys because he is gay.
berries: Tai really enjoys berries. he eats all kinds including strawerries, blueberries, raspberries, and acai berries. He will go out and earch for bushes and meadows full of them. he sometimes prefers having berries to meat
fish: though Tai likes all meats he prefers fish. He acquired the taste after his escape. since he was in the middle of the city the only thingvs he could eat were rats and fish from the local ponds.
fighting he joined a group of other canines that live in the woods. They have whole underground lands where they live and fight. They fight for entertainment and do not kill each other. It is like their tv. The higher caliber fighters called the Ferohs wear armour and it is this position that he is aiming for.
Dislikes:
humans: He lost his tail to a human trap. though he was saved by officers he still distrusts them.
nighttime" Tai was trapped both day and night in the trap that captured his tail. his nights were long and haunted by fears of predators larger than him, humans, and dieing
flowers he hates flowers. he has never liked them something about the bees having to be around them plus he thinks they are rather annoying and useless.

History/Background:
Hello, my name is Taisond but please call me Tai. I am going to tell you my story. From my sad lonely past to the fun social present. I may even tell you a little bit about my future.
The Past
My life was fairly normal through my pup hood. My mother and father loved each other and had four pups. Me being one. I wasn't fond of my two big brothers they were too energetic and they would bully me. While they were fighting and tumbling on the ground me and my little sister would explore our surroundings. One time we went through the bushes catching the scent of one of my favorite foods, berries. We came upon a large meadow full of blueberries. I went crazy ate practically a whole bush myself. Trust me i will never eat a whole bush again. As i lay on the ground in pain from filling myself too full my saister laughed. She never let me foget that day when a six month old me ate a whole bush. A month later our parents took us to a creek that would act as the edge of our territory. I was fond of water it was cold and helped cool us in the hot sun. My sister and i were playing in the creek one day when i saw a silver flash in the water. It caught my eye and i followed it around the water. I quickly stuck out my paw hitting the silver object out of the water. Mother told us it was a fish. She said that since i caught it i could eat it. I took the first bite and it was delicious. I shared it with my sister and brothers. My brothers hated it, i was ok with that it meant more for me and my sister. We both enjoyed it and i taught her how i caught it. Within a couple days we were both catching our own fish. By the time we started hunting our brothers were quite bigger than us. They wiould go for the obvious blow. They used strength while my sister and i used our brains and speed. It was a lot more effective than our brothers would care to admit. Her and i took down a small deer together with that kill it fed our family for days. Our parents allowed us to go hunting by ourselves after that. When we turned a year old my sister and i left our family to explore the world. We went from our medium heat territory to that of extremes. After several weeks of traveling we came upon a forest. It instantly felt weird to us. as we traveled through the fear kept getting bigger and bigger. My tail had been longer than my siblings that was until i heard the deathly SNAP of the human trap around it. The trap had caught it a couple inches from my flank. I let out a yelp warning my sister not to come near. It hurt, it hurt so bad i couldn't get my tail free everytime i tried to get it free the noose like trap would pull tighter. My sister stayed with me in the first couple days. But i saw that she was suffering. I saw that if i didn't drive her away than she too would die. I told her to go to leave me there and live. She ignored me telling me that she wouldn't leave. I had to push the sadness and pain from my mind and snapped at her. "I DON'T NEED YOU!!! I NEVER NEEDED YOU! I FELT BAD FOR YOU. YOU WERE SMALLER MORE FRAGILE! YOU ARE A NUISANCE! I HATE IT LEAVE!!!" I yelled letting the tears fall freely from my eyes. I saw the shock, the fear, the sadness, then the anger flash through her eyes. She shook her head than ran off. I have never seen her again. I feel bad for what i said but i couldn't let her watch me die. i was trapped there for a week in the blistering sun during the day and the scary night of the predators. The last day of the week i saw lights coming from the north and was instantly scared. They got closer and closer until i was blinded by the lights. i could see dark figures the shapes of those who destroy our territory, humans. i growled and barked trying to scare them away. that was until i felt a sharp needlelike pain in my side. i turned to find this weird needle sticking out of me. My vision started to go then my hearing. The last thing that i saw before a bright artificial light was a humans disfigured muzzle in my face. When i awoke i was blinded by this bright white light. I stood shakily in a cage while my eyes adjusted. I knew where i was. i knew that i was one of the 'abducted'. I looked up to see a human opening cages to put food in. I saw that was my chance to escape. i back up swishing my tail or so i thought i shwished it. I looked back to find almost all my tail missing. i tried moving it but it only waved. i growled softly to myself. I heard the door next to me open and i got ready to spring. As soon as i heard the latch unhinge i pounced using the side of my body to force open the cage door. I had a little trouble on the floor my claws were not made for it. I couldn't dig in like i could in dirt and mud. I stumbled quickly getting up and running for the doors. it opened and i forced my way through. I made my way through the maze of halls dodging those trying to catch me. I made it to the front and i stepped on the pad. the door wouldn't open i was too light. i watched as one of my men came tumbling to me. i sprinted forward weaving thorugh his legs. i jumped hitting off its back making it tumble to the ground and onto the mat. i turned as the doors opened and jumped up onto the man and out the door. I ran through streets, traffic, and neighborhoods. I wouldn't stop until i made it to a park. I was hungry so i went to the side of a lake. I saw that there were fish and easily caught myself a meal. I left the parts i didn't finish on the shore and padded through the city looking for a way to the woods. It took me two weeks to find my way out of the city. I had to eat rats and find lakes or ponds so i could fish. I even found some bushes of berries. I traveled into the woods and made my way to a large lake. there i layed down to contimplate my dilemma. As i was laying there i heard movement behind me. i had trained my ears to catch some of the smallest movement before my sister and i had left. I couldn't smell them but i knew they were moving towards me. I stood up and spun around knocking away one fo the attackers. I growled facing five others. But as i went through each one i aw that they were other canines. From wolves, to foxes, to coyotes. I was fascinated by the armor they wore. Each one was different and i was intrigued. I lowered my stance as they did theirs/ That is when the leader came up to me and asked me to join them. They saw that like many others i had been 'abducted' and survived. They took me to their territory. It was made of large tunnels underground. One led into a mountain into a large opening where they had their entertainment.
The Present
That is where i am now. I learned the name they call this place is The Haven. It truely is though. I have met many others. There were diggers, builders, messangers, and most importantly fighters. I am training to become one hence the collar around my neck. It symbolizes the training and the dedication to become a Faroh. A Faroh are the top fighters they are the ones who wear the armor. They are also the most reviered of the Haven. The head Faroh told me that i have a good chance to be one. He was the one who led the patrol to find me. It will be harder for me though. As many of the males here tease me it is because i am gay. I am proud of it too. Though i love hanging around with the female fighters. There are also a select few males that i hang with. They are cool and they accept me. Some of them are even gay as well. The only thing that i regret by coming here is finding my sister. It haunts me to know that she probably hates me. I want to find her but i can't leave in the middle of training. the head Faroh said that if i become a Faroh than i would be able to take a small patrol with me to find her. I would then bve able to bring her back and she would become part of The Haven. That is if she doesn't hate me.
Art: I am not fond of doing art before adopting just because i feel that if i don't get the character than i would have wasted time i could have used to buff up my story. But if i get him i will definately make and order art.
Other: I may add more but most likely won't have time. But it is finished. i would only add a future part.
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby Queen Vivane » Wed Jul 06, 2011 6:56 am

I am looking to donate...
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby Keriae » Wed Jul 06, 2011 6:58 am

_Untamed_Spirit_ wrote:[[@ Captain Jade Sparrow- First of all; your username is great. Second; thankies. I was worried no one would pay attention to her because of Spotty's brilliant donations :/]]

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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby Lirrie » Wed Jul 06, 2011 7:30 am

Red October wrote:Tiki & Lirrie;
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby .|| KenzieBoo5 ||. » Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:21 am

I am looking to adopt...

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Kennel number:
P105
Name:
Jasmine

I chose Jasmine because this character reminds me of my mom's cat, who is very mysterious in a way that makes you wonder what goes on in her mind. Her movements and actions are very quite, patient, and sneaky, so you really don't know where she may be, or tends on going. Her appereance is dark and quite elegant in a way, meaning that you may think she is a mastermind who tends to raise havoc, but really, she mainly wants to be lovey whenever you don't want her to. Jasmine is a name I have always wanted to use on a character that would be bold, full of courage, knows what she wants, and gets what she wants, whatever the cost, and will put others in place.
Breed:
Timber Wolf x Arctic Fox Mix

Her mother was an Arctic fox, while her Father was a Timber Wolf.

Appereance:

Body Mass:
Since she is a cross between a Timber Wolf and an ArcticFox, her body mass is unique. Having two different sized parents, Jasmine doesn't have a simple size, nor height to her. She has a height of only 2.5 ft, but a weight of about 95 pounds, which mostly comes from her father's genes - greater weight. Her body is mainly made for long travels and high stamina, which is great for Jasmine because she tends to travel most of the time. Her stomach is small, allowing her to hunt litte, and travel further distances wthout time loss with hunting. Small, dainty paws allow Jasmine to not make any sound when she presses into the earth's surface, and also allows her to hit quick speeds in a flash when running away, or chasing after prey.

Eyes:
A bright teal colour, that seems to glow in the night, but dim during the day. They're round and big, good enough to take in plenty of sights for planning ahead in her travels. or during. Hunting is not that hard when it comes to using her eyes, since she can use her keen sight to track down prey movement with one glance, or a few if there are problems or complications along the way.

Fur Length and Texture:
During the warmer climates, Jasmine's double-coat shortens to let in cool air and warm air out. She does have a disadvantage when it comes to warm climates because of her dark colouration, letting in some more warm air in her fur than needed. That is usually solved by swimming in a nearby lake or pond, having no problem to dry off since her fur is waterproof. As she gets out to dry off, beads of water will run down her fur, making it quicker to dry off when you need more time to travel, than swim. During the cooler climates, Jasmine's double-coated fur will grow longer to be able to trap in more heat for her body to stay warm, if she ever decides to travel during the colder months. If you were able to run your fingers through her top-coat during the warmer months, it would feel corse and a bit like slik, while in the cooler months, it will feel soft like a bunny's fur. Now, you feel past her top coat then it will be plush, which is the same for both climates.

Nose, Ears, and Tail:
Nose: Rough like Leather, but soft like Velvet, Jasmine's nose is moist and full of millions of scent receptors.
Ears: Her ears stand straight and always alert when she is out and about in the world. Whenever soundwaves bounce in them, they will sometimes swivle left or right to pin-point the location.
Tail: Long and thick with plush fur that usually stands straight out, but occasionally hangs down.

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:
Why:
Ever since I joined Chicken Smootie I have been a fan of other peoples' animal designs and creations, which made me decide to get my creative juices flowing and try to come up with some on my own. Of course, I'm just learning, so I'm not quite there yet. I also saw that many people make these characters, but never use them, give them the full love and care they should have, or use there advantages to good use. For a month, I have been looking at Pound of Hope, scrolling down to see which characters want a forever home that no one else will give them, or have given them, until I would see a potential character that will fit in with my new group of characters. Some I wondered if I should apply for, but remebered that I should wait for the 'Special One.' Today, I did just that. I found Jasmine's design and form, and knew I had to have her. Not mainly for her design, though it strikes me deeply. But, I also had a story already forming in my head that I wanted to include her in. I will art of her every month or so, just to show everyone her magnificent beauty and elegance. I know, I will have big plans for Jasmine.
My use for her:
I would love to find a roleplay that will be willing to accept this girl in its arms greatfully. I know I will have much fun with this charrie as I have with all my charries. I have a great story to play out with her and can't wait to use my story telling skills to show her personality. I would possibly find a suiter that would be willing to solve this unknown mystery, and break down her walls that she has built over the years.
Personality:
Mystery that lies beneath the skin-
Jasmine is a mysterious name that tells a lot by saying it, so I knew that would be the rightful name for this fae. The way she lies behind the shadows and darkness during night or day, says a lot right there. Most of the time many won't know where, or what this fae does during her days and nights on this planet, but that's the way she is. Her actions are fluent and quite, making her quite silent during her travels. You won't find any trace of her on the ground or in the air, unless you have super senses, which many know most don't have. Others try to catch her and see what is so intriquing about Jasmine, but you will never find clues as to where she is, or is doing at the very moment. Jasmine is a Mystery that no one seems to be able to Solve.
More Bark Than Bite-
I would watch how you speak to Jasmine, because she can twist and turn your words or sentences into something she would rather hear. No matter how young or old you may be, she won't care if she hurts your feelings or pops your bubbles, because she will say what she thinks of everyone, and of herself. Of course, those things may be a bit selfish. Fiesty is her middle name as most would say. Anger and irrogance is what masks her true self. Deep inside she can be a loving, caring, and trustworthy person, but since her past has caused scaring of her heart and soul, she tends to use violence, or in most cases, harsh words, to get what she wants from others. Physical abuse isn't how Jasmine does things, since she has been through that many times, but she does use Emotional Abuse with her critiques and opinions about others.
Tomboy, or Girly Girl?:
This one isn't hard to figure out. By watching the way she acts, you can tell she is full Tomboy. Normally most faes would be offended by their appereance if it isn't perfect, but not Jasmine. What you see, is what you get. If she is dirty or hasn't bathed in a few days, she won't care what you think. If she has bloody wounds or minor wounds that haven't been tended to, then you will have to just help someone else, cause she doesn't take help from others. Roughness is what she is known best. When it comes to giving information she wants or needs, she will roughen you up until you can't hold it in anymore. If Jasmine was ever caught spending time with others of her kind, then it would be mostly with males. They seem to understand her better in a way that most females don't, except Samora. (Will mention in story.)
Hopelesss Romantic or just Tough Love?:
Boys, don't try flirting with this girl, unless you want to have a broken heart, or limb. Flirting is a big no no to this fae and something Jasmine is disgusted with. Whenever she sees two wolves flirting, or madly in love, then she will ruin the couple's privacy, or just scratch her eyes out. Love is least of Jasmine's worries, but she would rather investigate the world, than have a mate to tie her down and distract her from her goals in life. Her heart has been played with, like it was left in the open for anybody to poke and prode at. I will be surprised if you get to be friends with this fae, let alone be mates. You will have to brake down layers of cement, just to be able to see her romactic and loving side, which I dought would even happen then.
Likes:
Privacy-
This is one of her main concerns when it comes to her daily things. The main reason why she wants to be alone is because she doesn't want to have a distraction, or someone always complaining about things, or nagging about why she does or acts like the way she does, which can end in a horrible fight that only she would win. The only person she will allow to be with her on her travels or just be with her day to day, is Samora.
Darkenss and Shadows that can cover her appereance-
Jasmine likes to stay away from others as much as she can, so she tends to hide in the darkest parts of the woods, which is easy because most of her colouring is dark. Groups of other creatures, or speices of her kind isn't what Jasmine likes, and would rather stay alone so she can do what she wants to do, instead of having others follow.
Long travels-
Traveling is one of Jasmine's favorite things to do and is what she does everyday. It's theraputic for her and helps keep her negative emotions low, and her positive ones high.
Nature-
You may not assume Jasmine would like Nature, but you're wrong. Nature is wonderous to her and something that actually makes her smile. Seeing the different seasons change the earth that she knows before her eyes makes Jasmine intriqued by how something so little, can make a big difference.
Water-
Swimming is a hobby for Jasmine, and one she likes to do on a regular basis. After a long day of traveling, there is nothing better than a midnight swim in a nearby lake or pond.
Trying new things-
Most people relize that everyday they do the same old thing. Jasmine hates that and trys to mix things up a bit. Whether its changing course during her travels, or finding new hobbies to make up her spare time. Whatever it is, Jasmine will try it.
Being who she is-
Jasmine may be a hassel to handel, but that's who she and she won't change for anyone. Not even for Samora, who has come accustomed to Jasmine's personality. No one should change for anyone, even for a loved one. Be yourself.
The one in charge-
Being a leader is strong in Jasmine's blood. Being able to control others and make rules to keep things under control is what Jasmine wants.
Dislikes:
Males-
Jasmine may fit more in a group of males personality wise, but that doesn't mean she will be with some. She has trust issues with males because of how her father acted around her and her mother. Jasmine thinks that just because males tend to be bigger in size and may be able to lead a group of others, doesn't mean that they can control whoever they want, whenever they want. Jasmine hates when males do that and tends to stop them.
Love-
Love is foreign to Jasmine because she doesn't really know what it is, having no experience of it. Yes her mother may have loved her as a youngester, but now, Jasmine doughts she does. Not in a million years can Jasmine see herself loving someone else beside Samora.
The Sun-
Jasmine stays in the darken parts of the woods because she doesn't want to be seen by others, so why would she like the sun if it will expose her?
Packs-
Packs tend to have pacific rules and duties that they push on to their members, which Jasmine doesn't like. She goes by her own rules and duties day by day.
Staying in one spot-
Jasmine is a traveler, so staying in one spot is definatly not on her agenda. If she has to stay in one area for a few days, then she will, but other than that, no.
History/Background:

Eyes..Dark Green Eyes that seemed to never stray, but move closer as I moved further away from them. Why am I afraid of them? They belong to someone that I love, or thought I loved anyway, but right now that someone isn't who I always thought was. Right now..at this very second of what seemed like my last second on the planet, I knew this person was possesed by a demon that I never knew existed. Why is this person acting like this? And why are those eyes blazing with what looks vengance?

My dainty paws moved as fast as they would go, though I was shaking so bad I wasn't sure if I was actually moving or not. This seemd like a nightmare to me and one I wanted to end. I tryed to wake myself up by clawing at my eyes, but that just caused pain that I didn't want more of. Cuts and gashes were covering my black striped body, though my bright teal markings were turning a dirty crimson color from the tiny trickles of blood that seeped from the wounds. I knew who gave me my wounds, or punishments, as the creater called them. The Dark Green Eyes. If you looked at the body who the Dark Green Eyes inhabitted, you would see a tall canine figure that had thick muscles under layers of skin, which was then covered by Black fur that made the creature blend in with the shadows of the night. Long claws that were fully extended and covered in a thin layer of blood; my blood. Fangs that were uncovered by their curtain of skin were bright in the midnight era, were stained with blood; my mother's.

As my jaws flexed open to reveal soft whines and a hint of words, though they wouldn't come out. I seemd to loose my voice at that instant as I rested on my back against a wall of thick rocks, which blocked my path from the Dark Green Eyes. Second by Second, Minute by Minute, I was inching closer to the place my mom was at right now. I was told if I ever went to this place early in my years, that I shouldn't be afraid because it was a place of peace and filled of nothing but good things. My life isn't the best life I would plan on having, but that's how it is. Full of routine beatings, which weren't because of my curious adventures or troublemaking ways, but I had them for no appearent reason at all. Of course my mother wouldn't do such a thing to me, since she was the only one who understood me and listend to me for that matter. Everyday I had to clean my new wounds that I had gotten and then go on my little adventures that I had many times a day. They were the only thing that kept me away from the Dark Green Eyes and beatings that they gave me.

Anyways, back to the present. Being young and stupid of me, I decided to lung at the Dark Green Eyes out of defence. That was very stupid of me, but I had to become strong and recollect myself from my fearful state. Once my sharp teeth latched on the the body that the Dark Green Eyes belonged to, I shook my head, pulled with all my strength, and fought with every ounce of my well being. But a roar of dark laughter made me stop in my place. "You think you're strong enough to hurt me? Ha! You're weak! Just like your mother!" With that, the Dark Green Eyes used it's fangs to pick me up and threw me against the stone wall. I layed limp, though my eyes looked at him. "I thought I was strong as you Father? You said it to me after we practiced our battles." Words finally came out of my throat, but were quickly cut short when the Dark Green Eyes or Father as I knew him, swiped a paw outlined with extended claws made contact with my face; making stratches form along my muzzel.

I waited, just waited as my father prepared for his final blow, which would most certainly end me. Praying to my mother who watched my from that magical place we talked so much about, I let my head fall to the ground, and let my body go limp. A loud sound that sound like a lion's roar came into my ears, knowing it was my father coming after me. "Don't worry Mother, I will be with you soon, and we will be together without fear or pain again." I whispered. I waited.....but no claws or teeth came in contact with my body. My eyes opened and I saw that my father was on the ground, struggeling to get something off of his face. Squeals and small growls filled the air around me as I watched. It looked like a small animal was actually attacking my father. Was it a way of my mother helping? Or was it luck? I didn't know.

I couldn't let this creature take all the credit for my father's fate, so I sucked up my fears and charged after my struggeling father. What felt like thunder and lightening meeting eachother again for another round of storms, I collided with my father; making up both fall on the dirt floor. The little creature rolled a few feet away from us, it watched as I began to unleash all my pain, my anger, and my sadness that I experienced around my father when I was growing up on him. After a tough struggle and some help from the little creature, we managed to end the demon possesed wolf that I looked up to my whole life. Never in my life would I imagine something like this to happen, but I used everything I had, and all my love and support my mother gave me, to end this nightmare that never seemed to end.


"Jasmine! Jasmine!" was what was screamed into my ears at the crack of dawn. With a annoyed growl that rumbled in my chest, Samora got the message that I was awake. But, to be sure, she used her tiny but sharp teeth to naw at my ear, making me even more annoyed. I heard a squeak after my paw pushed her off and sent her tumbling a few feet away. I couldn't help but laugh as my eyes opened to reveal a Ferret that was folded like a pretzel. "Samora! Samora!" I copyed back to her with a smirk, knowing it would annoy her, but she just laughed; making my eyes roll to the side. "You were doing it again." She said with a soft voice after unrolling herself onto her tiny paws. What she meant by that was, I was having a flashback of my last encounter with my Father a.k.a 'The Green Eyes." Samora remembers that day all too well just as I do, since she was the one who helped me defeat him after all. After letting my leg mucules stretch to their full extent, my body rolled onto my dainty paws, allowing me to stand up to my full height. "We need to get going Samora, I sense a storm brewing in the clouds." Samora nodded with acceptance and scurried up my tail, along my back, and sat between my shoulder blades; ready for our next adventure.
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I will wait night and day for the results of who gets this beauty.
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby Spotty » Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:33 am

I was cleared by Red October to make this donation. I, and Red October are aware that this will cause extra work for the staff here, concidering that the forms also has to be judged on how well they fir the species standard.

I'd like to make sure that everyone in the PoH crew that will be involved in judging the forms for any smili will read through the smili information topic, as well as the smili sub-species index. The text in is quite old, poorly written and I'm not quite happy about it, I might have to re-write parts of it in case I start making smili more regulary again.

This is something of a test donation. If everything works out alright for me and the staff here I'll concider making more adoptable smili to donate here in the future.

A note to the staff: Smili aren't actual felines despite their looks. They have their own family within the feliformia suborder. I don't know if this makes them go in Freaks or not, but I thought it was worth mentioning^^.
Also, please contact me at the smimi topic or by PM with any questions you might have.

I trust that the PoH crew will be able to find amazing homes for these smili, I'm very grateful for the opportunity to donate them here. <3

I am looking to donate...
Image:
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Lineart used (if any): Personal lineart.
Name: -Not named-
Gender: -Not specified-
Species: Smili, please chose a sub-species when you fill out your form.
Preferences:
Read and respect all information in the smili topic. Your form should mirror the species so try to stick to the species standards in the personallity/story/etc. sections of your form.
Can not be a fursona or anything else fursona-related (mate, child, relative...)
No design or feature changes.
Please give it a good home.
Very few, very crude accessories or body paint can be added, refere to the smili thread before adding anything.
No human or anthro forms.
Species is not changeable.
By submitting this form, I, Spotty, agree that I am giving up my character to a new home, and will not ask for the character back if it has a form up for it.
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I am looking to donate...
Image:
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Lineart used (if any): Personal lineart.
Name: -Not named-
Gender: -Not specified-
Species: Smili, please chose a sub-species when you fill out your form.
Preferences:
Read and respect all information in the smili topic. Your form should mirror the species so try to stick to the species standards in the personallity/story/etc. sections of your form.
Can not be a fursona or anything else fursona-related (mate, child, relative...)
No design or feature changes.
Please give it a good home.
Very few, very crude accessories or body paint can be added, refere to the smili thread before adding anything.
No human or anthro forms.
Species is not changeable.
By submitting this form, I, Spotty, agree that I am giving up my character to a new home, and will not ask for the character back if it has a form up for it.
Ben'srevenge

I am looking to donate...
Image:
Image
Lineart used (if any): Personal lineart.
Name: -Not named-
Gender: -Not specified-
Species: Smili, please chose a sub-species when you fill out your form.
Preferences:
Read and respect all information in the smili topic. Your form should mirror the species so try to stick to the species standards in the personallity/story/etc. sections of your form.
Can not be a fursona or anything else fursona-related (mate, child, relative...)
No design or feature changes.
Please give it a good home.
Very few, very crude accessories or body paint can be added, refere to the smili thread before adding anything.
No human or anthro forms.
Species is not changeable.
By submitting this form, I, Spotty, agree that I am giving up my character to a new home, and will not ask for the character back if it has a form up for it.
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby kitten5862 » Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:35 am

They so beautiful Spotty! :D I think I might just sit out this time though. C:
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby berd » Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:36 am

lovely donations spotty; ive been waiting for the smili to even remotely come back, and now they have : D
pm me if u need me thank
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby Queen Vivane » Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:37 am

Those are very nice Spotty, although they aren't quite my thing I still think they are really cool to look at and I hope they go to good homes :3
Unless I post somewhere, I'm not selling/trading closed species critters.
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Re: Pound of Hope [ADOPTS/DONATIONS OPEN!]

Postby wibeke » Wed Jul 06, 2011 8:39 am

Oh wow those are amazing, Spotty. It's so nice to see smili again, it's been such a long time. Maybe I'll be able to find a good friend for Tarrow someday. x3
I especially love the orange one. So bright. o.o
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