Tough as Nails Adoption (Closed for renovations!)

[tennisbutt]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 8
Picture:
Name: Lunarswirl
Species: Wolf
Personality: Calm and fun but seroius when need be. She is very caring and nice.
Likes: Hunting, Relaxing, eating.
Dislikes: Animal cruelty, bullying
Background: a stary sky with a full moon

[Rexodus]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 1
Picture:
Name: indigo
Species: wolf
Personality: kind
Likes: jelly and sweets and snow
Dislikes: banannas
Background:

well....




.... as he grew up his monther died, his father was put down and he suvived with his 2 sisters. he bacame alone as his old owner put him ans his sisters in a box, not knowing this was there last moments to feel warm, and drove them to a motor way, chucked them out and drove off. sisters slpit up to find a away back but never found themselfs together again. he likes snow because it was mid winter when he got chucked out. it sharted snowing and a snowflake touched his nose. being a puppy he sneezed and saw lots of white cotton snow falling from the sky. he stared up and a car drove by and then another peice of snow landed on his nose. then some boy threw a snowball at him by acident. the poor indigo had snow all over him. then the boy went over to him and whiped the snow off of him. "hello boy, you all alone?" he said. the puppy sneezed again and walked weakly up to the boy. he jumped at him. the boy laughed. "you wanna play hey?" so he ran and the puppy chased him, yapping in exsitement. he piced the pup up and took him to his mum. "can we keep him mum, he is soo cute." the boy asked. then the mum noticed its markings. "thats unusual, ive never seen a pup like that befor" the boy looked too. "i know lets take him to tough as nails cus we cant keep him" said the mum. so they took the pup to Tough As Nails. "aww poor pup, we can give him a new home".

so i came into tough as nails and looked at the cadges. i saw him first, then io looked at the others. in the end i came back to him. "thats the one i want" i said to the person who was helping me. "well," she said "we have alot of offers on him so comeback next week and see if you got him"


is this ok?

[Missy]

Might as well put up my form ^^ here's my other form, both my wolves are connected in a way (again!!)

I would like to adopt!

Number: 9

Picture:

Name: Hur

Species: Unknown, but believed to be some kind of Canine.

Personality: If personalities were gears on a car, he would be neutral. Although the markings on his coat look fancy and complex, Hur’s personality is completely opposite. He doesn’t care for rank or status, nor love or affection. His emotions are restricted, and those he can use are confusing to the receivers. Hur is very misunderstood; extremely intelligent and with a memory that compares to taking a photograph, yet suffering because of inability to communicate. He is possibly one of the smartest creatures in the world, but only those on his level can read him.

Hur doesn’t get upset easily. He has no use for intimate objects, or anything else unmoving. He is only interested in things that are constantly changing, as they "teach" him. Though it is one of his greatest weaknesses; he cannot see the full picture. When hunting, if a mouse (for instance) is keeping still among the grass, Hur won’t even glance at it. But, if the mouse is shifting around, perhaps only enough to make a blade of grass twitch, Hur will pick it up instantly. His eyes do not communicate with the brain properly, much like his mouth doesn’t connect to those around him.

Now, when I say he cannot communicate properly, I mean vocally. First off, Hur’s vocabulary is limited to “Hur”. When he gets excited or angry (it’s hard to tell the difference) that changes to “HURRR... RRr-rrr.. –URR! UURR!” followed by a display of tail banging and jumping around in frantic spasms. The pack doesn’t always pick it up, but when Hur is in this kind of mood it’s usually to warn them. Of course, there’s another type, one less disturbing. A soft growling, usually heard when he is content, “Huur.. urrr.. urr”. Can you guess how he got his name?

To the normal wolf, Hur may seem like a very simple type and also quite creepy. Black hair and blue eyes, a rare mix. Spasms and controllable fits at the most unusual time (which compliment the glowing characters that run across his flanks). And constant, repetitive, annoying “Hur”s, that become so obnoxiously loud you just want to---! Well, let’s just say he isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. But anyway, Hur may be all those things, but he is also something else. A reader. No, not some miraculous dog that defies nature by being able to read human text (that’s another story). Everyone is a reader, just some are more skilled at it. Reading someone is being able to tell what mood they’re in and a close estimate of what they’re thinking about. A mind reader is a type, but Hur is not a mind reader, just exceptionally good at reading faces. Like I said before, he sees things others don’t and misses things others do.

An extremely rare gift he does possess though. Once in a blue moon, Hur’s brain may make sense to him. It can only happen for a short time, because thoughts register a lot quicker than usual and if the brain gets over heated he is (literally) inviting death. Hur stops moving and his eyes glow white. If another wolf or animal comes in contact with him, they immediately will enter his brain and “freeze” too. (If you ever see two wolves staring at nothing with their cold white eyes, motionlessly, please do not touch them.) Both are still alive, but the risk sudden death is increased highly. “How is that a GIFT!?” you may ask. Well, what each wolf sees is why it is a gift. Hazy at first, they both see the same thing. Hur has no control over it at this point, but his mind knows subconsciously what he wants to see. It’s like watching an old film; fast-forwarding in your mind. First it shows Hur, wandering in the snow, dirt, then rain, constantly flicking from night to day. In the background there are primitive humans, possibly from thousands of years ago. After a while the technology starts to advance. Livestock graze, houses are built, people walk around (wow, in clothes this time!). Everything starts spinning until he comes across another few wolves, and then it stops.

Likes: Watching things that move. Not too quickly (they hurt his brain), not to slowly (he won’t focus on them long enough). Bugs and field mice are at the top of the list, followed closely by butterflies, birds and wagging tails. Hur's own tail doesn’t wag often, and he doesn’t notice it’s there most of the time anyway.

Most animals have control over how much they eat, but no, not Hur. He definitely knows how much he wants to eat and how much he is allowed to eat; but it’s hard to break old habits, so snappy warnings are the only things that keep him in line. Pack members fear the day they come back from a hunt and see guts flying everywhere. The day Hur explodes from un-supervised eating.

For the most of his life, Hur has never lived with other wolves. When he met Magenta, emotions that had been long forgotten were reborn within. She is his best friend, and also a motherly figure. Magenta is very protective of Hur. He doesn’t feel anything more than friendship and kinship for her, mating is absurd to think about; their relationship is one close to parent and child. Magenta is the only one who truly understands him.


Dislikes: Never, I must repeat never, look him in the eyes. We don’t know why he hates this, but it seems like he’s worried about something. More than often when you look Hur in the eyes, he twists the expression on his face to a look of horror and breaks into screams.

Snakes are also one of the worst things Hur can be exposed to. He doesn’t become angry when he sees them, or have a tantrum, but they scare him to a powerful extent. As soon as Hur spots a snake, he’s gone. Sometimes he doesn’t come back for days, but you get the feeling he’s just hiding in the shadows... watching and waiting. Hur has learned to live with Magenta’s snake, but he doesn’t come too close when it’s wrapped around her limbs.

If you live with the poor dog (among the very few who do and are able to) you’ll probably notice a sharp hook around his right ear; and that he scratches it every few minutes. One of the dogs in the pack, who was “frozen”, claims she saw the hook being implanted by humans when they captured Hur long ago. No wonder he is driven nuts by it.

Background: After animals and plants, water and land, sunlight and moonlight, a single being was created. This being was different to all other creations; it was of no identifiable breed, unable to make any vocal sound, and with the most peculiar pelt. It was almost unearthly, moving without grace or caution. Its senses were dull, but it was aware of everything around it. Its eyes were uncoloured, pure white, with a luminescent coat that matched. When the sun fell, its coat glowed brightly and scared the creatures around it.

It walked without expression, without fear. Plants withered in its path, burnt by its sheer brightness. The being did not care, but kept walking. Nearby in a tree, a snake laughed wickedly, watching the creature. This was no ordinary snake, but the most horrible, terrifying snake across the valley; his scales clicked like armour and unreadable markings were cast across them. He was in a good mood, which, for this particular snake, was a very evil mood. As the creature shifted past, the snake slipped out of the tree and halted in behind it. His pointed tongue swept over his lips excitedly. He coiled up, and sprung at the creature, locking onto its skinny leg.

What happened next was a picture of awe; the animal let out no scream or yelps of terror, but fell swiftly into the dirt. It wouldn’t be unusual if the snake hadn’t dropped off to, though. His bite is so powerful, it can kill any animal with a quick burst of venom.
It took the other animals a while to approach the unmoving bodies. They let out gasps and squeals when they saw the transformation that had been made. The snake was no longer alive, and hardly resembled a snake anymore. His radiant black pelt was missing, and so were the markings. Instead, there lay the complete inner body of a snake (yes, intestines, beady eyes and backbone), with no trace of a scale. A crumpled body lay beside it; which had stolen the snake’s markings. The creature still glowed, but only through the white scripture imprinted on its flanks and forehead. Scripture of the snake.

From that day forward, all furred animals told of the legend that had been passed down to them from their ancestors. The legend of the animal that had escaped death and stolen from a snake, without fear of the dark magic it possessed. Some think it’s courageous, some think it’s stupid. None know that the tale was true.

[Achi]

Gah, when does this round end? *Needs to get working*

[Icesky]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 7
Picture:

Name: Lyric
Species: Wolf
Personality: She is a stubborn wolf who will argue and complain. But don't let these traits fool you -- she is kind and caring aswell. She is more stubborn to those she knows better, but they also know her enough to see she dosn't always mean what she says in a cruel way.
Likes: Cats (She is a different wolf x3), blue, cheesecake, Rain, writing, singing, drawing, reading
Dislikes: Shopping, people who think their better, to much heat, pickles
Background; Lyric has a had a background of complete normality, apart of an average family. Her parents are divorced, but don't hate each other, she has two brothers, one older one younger. Aswell as three best friends. Her life has had its ups and downs, but altogether, just a simple lifestyle.

I would put more of a background, but Im tired of fursonas and chars always having bad backgrounds x3

[Missy]

Gah, when does this round end? *Needs to get working*

I have no idea ^^ still need to finish my other app, for the snake wolf

[Theophilus]

Holy frik.
There is no chance I'm getting the rune wolf - your application is amazing, chooky. I'm still working on mine.

[kitten5862]

I still need to work on mine. ^^

[Spotty]

I don't think there is a set date, but I kind of expect it to be tomorrow, since that was when it ended last week... But then again, it'll end whenever Atwood and Wendigo can find the time to read and judge I suppose.

[Atwood]

Probably it will end on Saturday or so, but I've got a term paper I'm writing this weekend (30%, 3500 words, insta-fail if not done, unstarted so far) so it might take a while longer than usual to get everything done. Try to get your applications done by tomorrow or so; it might be a day or two after that before I'm able to get all the forms collected and evaluated, but if the deadline is tomorrow then hopefully people will remember to fill their forms in before they get collected.