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[Wesley]

Wes, you said the magic words... Tasha I'll work on some donations tomorrow, mostly horses.

-scared- But Dusk, your designs are always simply too perfect. I'm already feeling stressed with forms. No matter what, I NEED to get my Agency form done. They only do like one week in between code drops. x_x

[Desmond]

I don't really have the time to finish. I won't delete it, just in case.

Kennel Number: 5
Name:
Aliya
[Arabic, "Sublime"]
Her name refers to her ability to blend in and manipulate others without their knowledge. She is very secretive and very stealthy, as her fox blood requires. This ability to hide can make her an unsung hero, or a villain in disguise - both of which, she will end up being.

Gender:
Female


Species
Anthromorphic Fox (Specifically, crossbreed)
Somewhere along the line between humans and anthromorphic beings, someone, somewhere, created a machine that blends DNA of otherwise incompatible species in order to create a more perfect individual. Aliya is a product of that machine and technique, and though she is much more than the average fox, she is also much less. Her mental capacity, though enormous, is damaged by schizophrenic activity, and the possibility of developing epilepsy due to an overload of this massive brainpower.

What do you plan to use this adoption for:
**Will work on this after class Dx**

Personality:

Background:

Other:

[luxray;]

This is cool!

[SAPPHOLYTE]

I don't think I should quote my form but I was finally able to finish it, it's no longer striked out. So whenever the next code drop is please don't forget about it. :)

[Sapphirescript]

For future references, if a code drop has happened and you didn't win then you MUST repost your form to try again ^-^. However if the code drop has not happened and you are reposting your form because of edits, "i didnt see it" or any other reasons then you lower your chances of winning.

A link to the form is all right as well grape so you are ok ^-^.

[SAPPHOLYTE]

A link to the form is all right as well grape so you are ok ^-^.

So I don't need to repost the form? Cause I could if that would make it easier for you. :)

[Sapphirescript]

A link to the form is all right as well grape so you are ok ^-^.

So I don't need to repost the form? Cause I could if that would make it easier for you. :)

Nope ^-^, To be honest I find the last code drop, then read every single post from there :3.

[Xantra]

Kennel Number:31
Name:Flutter
Gender:female
SpeciesHorse
What do you plan to  use this adoption for:As a character for my story i'm writing possibly. Also to draw an have in my siggy and character page.
Personality: Flutter is a sensible young mare, she has a gentle soul and cares a lot about other opinions. She is shy but has a great personality when you become close. She is afraid of heights but often dream of being a pegasus and flying.
Background: She was raised in Australia on a ranch. She never knew her parents and has faint memories of a home she once left behind. She was then stolen by robbers and sent over to england where she was bought by a lovely family. They unfortunately got evicted causing her to be sold again, this time to me......
Other:
Do you like it?

[Papyrsatyr]

You'll have to PM the owner DaffyisWacky to get permission.

Also a little personal advice is to add more to your form. Check previous "adoption times" to see the general size of forms that win.

[ubiquitous]

Kennel Number:

Five

Name:

Naomi Angelique

Naomi is a Hebrew girl's name pronounced ny-O-mee. Meaning delightful and pleasent, Naomi is a very poular name for women.
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Angelique is a name of French origins, translating into "Angelic" or "Angel-Like". Pronounced an-juh-leek in English and ahn-zhey-leek in French, Angelique is not as common a name but is in the top 1000 names for girls in the last 10 years.

Nicknames:

Nai, Angi, Angel

Gender:

Female

Species

Anthromorphic fox

Birthdate:

January 16th

Age:

19

Height:

5'9
{sixty-nine inches}

Mental Disorder:

Schitzophrenia
{experiences extreme halucinations}

What do you plan to  use this adoption for:

WIP

Personality:

WIP

Favourites:

Month: January
Season: Winter, when it's coldest with lots of snow
Day of the Week: Saturday
Time of Day: Midnight, no one's awake to hear her
Holiday: New Years Eve, she's always loved the fireworks
Thing to Do:
Place To Be: Here, but also not here
Colours: An electrifying blue
Number: 13, so unlucky its lucky
Book: "13 Reasons Why", one of the only books she was given in the home
Author: Any, she doesn't really care
Movie: None, she's never seen any other than boring documentaries
Actor/Actress: Again, none
Song{s}: She enjoys making up her own
Music Artist/Band: Again, none
Precious Stone: The diamond. It'd just so perfect
Food: Anything other than the slush they serve at the home
Scent:
Flower:
Weather: Snowing, or otherwise a very clear grey sky
Memory: Her mother hugging her and saying, "My angel"
Quality in a Friend: A friend? No one is a friend

Background:

I don't remember much before I came here.
I know I had a mother and a father. My mother loved me very much, but I barely saw any of my father. I don't remember the clothes he wore, or the food he ate or the smell that wafted into the room when he walked in. I never remember him holding me close and rocking me to sleep, I don't remember anything. I only remember that one frightful night.
I ws a small child, not yet walking. My mother, her name I don't recall, was rocking me in her arms, looking out at the night sky, watching the small path up to the house to my house. She was looking for my father, who had been missing since just days after I had been born. Even after the months, she would still stare out the window looking for him, just hoping he would come back. She was sitting in the old blue rocking chair, singing me a little lulaby.
"Rock a bye baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock,
When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall,
and down will come baby, cradle and all."
She stopped singing, and looked out the window once again. She sighed silently, and looked me in the eye.
"Angelique. Naomi Angelique. My angel. Your father left us, and I can never forgive him. But when I leave, promise my you'll fogive me."
At that age, I didn't see it coming.


WIPWIPWIPWIPWIPWIPWIPWIPWIp

Lives at a mental home with other girls. Her wing markings are tatoos but she believes she can fly and that she's actually an angel.

Other:

Sorry, it's a huge WIP.