The Silver Lining Adoption Place (CLOSED FOR CD)

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;-; Toki your killing me, thats three times I changed my mind XD

[Solanum]

Name:
Kiah

Gender:
Female

Breed:
Australian Shepherd

Colour:
Blue Merle

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Kennel Number:
#None yet

Why do you adore this character?:
WIP

What will you do for this character?:
WIP

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Personality:
WIP

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History:
WIP

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Other:
WIP

Durpidee

[♛ feral]

Name:
Boris
(BOR iss)
Boris is a masculine name with a Slavonic origin. Boris is usually used in English and Russian speaking countries. It means battle or fight, though it could also mean short. This is rather Ironic considering his height. I chose the name Boris because when I looked at this big handsome harlequin great Dane the name Boris popped into my head.
Species:
Great Dane
Canis familiaris
No health problems

The Great Dane is thought to have originated from a cross between Asiatic mastiffs and Irish wolfhounds sometime during the 5th century A.D. They are second only to the Irish wolfhounds in size and height. Bred primarily in England and Germany during the 14th century and used to hunt wild pigs, they were shorter and heavier than contemporary Danes. Long before the invention of firearms, hunters needed a companion that was large, strong, and agile to tackle the razor sharp tusks of the European wild boars.

In the mid 1600s German noblemen often kept the largest and most intimidating of these giant dogs on their estates as companions and protectors. Selective breeding eventually distinguished them from their English counterparts. Given the name Deutsche Dogge, they were chosen the national dog of Germany in 1876. The name Great Dane was given them by a French naturalist, who first saw them while traveling in Denmark. Inexplicably, the name stuck despite the Danish having played no role in their history.

Kennel Number:
63
LXIII
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
Well, you know an easier question to ask me would be why don't I want this character. Well I guess I should just answer the question you have given me. Well, I would like this character for the novel I am going to write for NaNoWriMo, it will be called 'Krov Rozlyvu'.'Krov Rozlyvu' is Russian for 'Blood Spill'. It takes place in the abandoned town of Chernobyl, in the Ukraine. If anyone knows anything about Cherynobl they would know 25 years ago [I think] a radiation disaster happened there, and it was evacuated. Only tour groups have been there since then.
It is now overpopulated with dogs, and the dogs are holding a contest for breeding rights, as they did exactly 17 years ago. Some of these dogs have been affected by the radiation and have mutated and gained special abilities. The tournament will be life or death, and only the winners can mate [more than likely the losers will die]. I looked at Boris and saw a great competitor in him. I mean look at him, he's gorgeous O_O;
What will you do for this character? Do you mean what would I do with it? Well, I'm going to make a thread/or website whichever I feel like doing for the dogs of Krov Rozylvu, and he will be put in my novel. I hope this is what you meant by this ^_^; I'd also kill for him but that's beside the point OTL

Personality:

History:
Other:
Durpidee

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Species:
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Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
Personality:
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Durpidee

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[IgnoreThisAccount]

Username:
;autumn shade
Picture:
Can I please post it tomorrow?
Lineart Link:
Tomorrow.
Name:
Blu
Gender:
Male
Species:
South American feral short-haired farm cat
Felis Catus
Preferences:
-Please give him some love <3-
-He's a bit of a country boy. More of a suggestion for the form rather than a preference/guideline xD-
-Please, oh please don't change his gender-
-His design is to STAY. Do not add wings or the similar-
-Please PM me if you win him here ouo-
-If you do not want this fella anymore, please return him to me, ;autumn shade-
[size=1]Flacatoo [/size]

[nowi]

Kennel: 61

Name:
Zinzolin
Means "reddish-purple" in French.
The name of one of the seven sages from Pokemon Black and White.

Nicknames/Aliases/Alter Egos:
Zin, Lin,

Gender:
Female

Species:
Red Fox (Vulpes vulpes)

Kingdom: Animalia
Phylum: Chordata
Class: Mammalia
Order: Carnivora
Family: Canidae
Tribe: Vulpini
Genus: Vulpes
Species: V. vulpes

The red fox (Vulpes vulpes) is the largest of the true foxes, as well as being the most geographically spread member of the Carnivora, being distributed across the entire northern hemisphere from the Arctic Circle to North Africa, Central America, and the steppes of Asia. Its range has increased alongside human expansion, having been introduced to Australia, where it is considered harmful to native mammal and bird populations. Because of these factors, it is listed as Least Concern for extinction by the IUCN. It is listed among the "world's 100 worst invasive species."

Information from Wikipedia.

Sub-species:
None

Family:
Ryoku (Mother)
Rood (Father)
Bronius (Brother)
Giallo (Sister)
Asura (Sister)

Ghetsis (Cousin)

Age:
8 (Wolf Years)

Birthplace:
Unknown

Current Residence:
Unknown

Theme Song:

Why I want her:
As soon as I saw Zinzolin, I fell head over heels in love with this stunning fox character. Though I have some serious competition, I am hoping I can pull off a nice form for this amazing character. Everything about Zinzolin is perfect, from the ribbon/bandage on her tail, to her lovely wings. Her natural pattern coupled with the lovely accessories is more than I could ever hope for in a character. It would be such an honor to win this stunning character, and I would treasure her very much. If I won Zinzolin, I would probably spoil her silly. I would of course give her a page on my character site, as well as purchase a whole bunch of art of her. One of the good things about Zinzolin's design is that even amateur artists like me can reproduce her design fairly easily. I would doodle her all the time, and she'd be one of my most treasured characters.

Personality:
Zinzolin is a generally shy, gentle fox and she has been known to give useful advice to any who chooses to ask, but, be warned, she is not always welcome of visitors. She is wary and reserved, and doesn't talk much, except to those she trusts. Zinzolin is also very sly and sneaky, which can sometimes make others a little frightened or wary of her, although most have no reason to be. She is often alone, and she doesn't like crowds or a large group of friends or acquaintances, preferring to stick with her siblings rather than anyone else. She is often known to travel, and does not like to stay in one spot for a long time. However long she is gone, though, she will always return back to her home. She is very adventurous, and is often gone for long periods of time, in which she explores the world she hasn't found yet. In addition, Zinzolin has the unique ability to tell if one is untrustworthy or not, which can put you on her bad side if she believes you can't be trusted. At most times, she is gentle and kind, but she can be harsh and defensive if someone gets on her nerves or insults her family.

Likes:
Nature:
Nature is one of the few places where Zinzolin can fully enjoy herself. She enjoys the serene feeling that nature can often give her. She loves the sights, smells, the sounds. Nature can always be a place where Zinzolin is happy. The only thing she doesn't like about nature are the disasters it can bring. However much they hurt, though, Zinzolin can always understand that nature is not a power to ignore.

The Stars/Moon:
Zinzolin believes that the stars hold spirits of animals who have passed away. She often spends hours staring up into the sky and thinking about all the souls who find their home there. She loves how they shine in the sky at night, and always pays her respects, never missing one single night. She knows what the stars are really made of, but prefers to think they are spirits of the dead. She can always take comfort knowing that great souls of the past are watching over her.

Bronius, Giallo, and Asura:
Zinzolin's siblings are some of the only animals that she talks to. She feels confident in their company, as they have been together their whole life. Zinzolin and Giallo are particularly close, having similar personalities and interests, but they aren't always the best for each other. Bronius can sometimes get on Zinzolin's nerves, but she trusts him more than the entire world and knows that no matter how much he annoys her, he will always be there for her. Asura is the one Zinzolin trusts the most, as she knows that Asura's family means more to her than anything, and that she will always protect and help Zinzolin whenever she needs it.

Being Alone:
Autumn:

Dislikes:
Death/Loss:
Crowds:
Liars:

History:
"No fair!" Asura wriggled out of the grip of her older brother, Bronius. "I'm smaller. You shouldn't be allowed to tackle me."
Bronius barked. "You're not that much smaller, Asura. Anyway, it's not my fault I'm big!"
Asura glared at him. "Don't brag about how you'll be the strongest wolf. I bet even Zinzolin can beat you, easy."
You bet I can," Zinzolin said, wiggling her haunches. "You'd better be prepared." She took a giant leap, landing slightly to the left of Bronius. "Darn," she muttered.
Bronius barked. "Haha, can't catch me!" He began to bounce around his sisters.
"Oh yeah?" Asura yelped, running after her brother, Zinzolin at her heels.
"Don't get hurt!" Giallo, Zinzolin's last sibling, was much more docile and calm than the rest of them. "Momma will get mad."
"We'll be fine," Bronius called over his shoulder. "There's nowhere we can go."
"Gotcha!" Asura tackled her brother.
Zinzolin placed a paw on his stomach. "We win!" she barked.
Bronius shook them off. "You just wait. One day, I'll be able to beat you."
"No way!" Asura squealed. "Girls always win!" She followed Zinzolin back to Giallo.
"Come on, darlings," Ryoku, the cubs' mother, padded gently out of the den. The pups' cousin, Ghetsis, followed. "It's bedtime."
"Awwwwww," Asura whined. "But we were having so much fun."
"You can come back out tomorrow," Ryoku said. "Now let's go."
Giallo stood up and shook out her fur. She nudged her brother along, into the den. Ghetsis sent a glance back at Ryoku, then followed the two cubs.
Zinzolin looked up at her mom. "Promise we can come out tomorrow?"
"I promise, dear." Ryoku nudged Zinzolin and Asura into the den. "But you need your sleep first."

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Zinzolin narrowed her eyes, focusing on the swishing tail of her target. She wiggled her haunches and leaped onto Ghetsis, her powerful hind legs shooting off the ground. "I finally got you," she murmured, pride shining in her eyes.
Ghetsis pawed her off. "Come on, there's no time for play. I need to get to the station in time." He shook his fur out and walked away, not looking back at his aunt and cousins.
Zinzolin's ears drooped. She looked around at her siblings and saw her own dismay reflected in their eyes.
"But......." Asura's last words still hung on her lips, and she collapsed on the ground, her eyes blank.
The cubs were still young, but they had all grown up with Ghetsis. It would be so different not having him with them.
Ryoku sighed, looking up at the sky. She narrowed her soft green eyes. "We ought to move. The war will be spreading here very soon."
Giallo looked up, her eyes huge. "Moving where?"
"To a safe forest. Far from here." Ryoku licked Giallo's cheek gently. "Prepare for a long journey, loves."

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Zinzolin and Bronius stumbled down the tight tunnel, moved along by the stream of bodies trying to escape the war.
"It's your fault we got separated," Zinzolin murmured softly, trying not to step on anyone's paws.
"Yeah, right." Bronius snarled. "You were the one who had to gawk at those lame cave paintings."
"They weren't lame," Zinzolin said. "They were interesting."
Bronius huffed. "Whatever."
Zinzolin and her family had been at this refugee forest for almost a year now. They were growing older. Maize's shoulders rippled under her gleaming fur. They had enjoyed their life at the forest as best they could, and they had gotten somewhat used to the overcrowded community. Zinzolin still didn't enjoy all the company. She hated crowds more than anything now. Spotting Asura further up in the tunnel, Zinzolin began to slink through the crowd, Bronius trailing behind.
Asura whipped around, her dark eyes gleaming. "What took you so long?" she asked bossily, glaring at them. "You made mother really nervous." She turned back around with a huff. "You know how she's been recently."
Zinzolin's ears drooped. "I still can't believe he's dead," she said softly.
Bronius put his head down.
"You shouldn't dwell so much in the past," a voice put in. "There's still so much more you can do in the future." A swish of a tail, and a small orange fox appeared beside them. He winked, then disappeared into the crowd.
"Jeez, what a creeper," Bronius muttered.
"He was right," a gentle voice said. Giallo materialized out of the crowd and joined her siblings. "Don't be so rude, Bronius."
Zinzolin nodded. She had tried not to think so much about her father, but he kept popping up, and she couldn't avoid him.
Giallo swished her tail. "Come on, let's enjoy the summer sun while it lasts." She trotted up the tunnel and into the light.
"I guess we might as well," Asura shrugged.
Bronius and Zinzolin exchanged a glance, shrugged, and followed their siblings.

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Zinzolin trotted through the clearing, enjoying the feeling and sound of the crunching leaves under her paws. Not even that, though, was enough to cover up the feeling of dread that crept into her heart. Summer had come and gone, and Zinzolin and her siblings were doing well. But that wasn't all. Everyone knew winter was the time when most attacks happened. And it was coming quickly. Everyone could tell that a winter storm was just around the corner. Even though it was unlikely, the fear of an attack was overwhelmingly real. Zinzolin ducked to avoid the trailing branch of a pine tree, making her way towards her mother, who was lying in the pine needles under a tree, her eyes staring blankly ahead.
"Are you alright?" Maize called softly, laying down next to her mother.
Ryoku nodded, but did not say a word.
Zinzolin frowned. Her mother seemed to be losing strength every day, fading, in a sense. She nuzzled her mother, then stood up again. She emerged into the clearing, trying to enjoy the last bits of sun.
Giallo padded up behind Zinzolin. "Is she any better?"
"No," Zinzolin whispered. "I'm not sure if she'll ever come back."
Giallo's eyes were wide. She trotted up to their mother and began to talk quietly to her.
Ryoku didn't even acknowledge Giallo's presence.
Giallo looked back to Zinzolin worriedly and shook her head. She padded towards her sister, and they left their mother in peace.
"What do you think will happen with her?" Zinzolin asked.
"I don't know," Giallo said softly. "We can only hope she gets better."

*-*-*-*

Zinzolin cowered down in the den, cramped in between many other furry bodies. The sounds of yowls and clangs reverberated in the small chamber. Bronius began to squirm behind Zinzolin, and she kicked him.
"Hey!" He yelped in protest.
"Quit moving around," Zinzolin hissed.
Giallo and Asura pressed against each other, eyes wide.
Asura scanned the crowd. "Hey, where's Mom?"
Bronius' head popped up, his eyes scanning back and forth. "I don't see her," he whispered.
Giallo exchanged a worried glance with Zinzolin.
"Then where is she?" Asura asked.
"I don't know," Zinzolin murmured. "I really don't know."

*-*-*-*

Zinzolin stood up slowly, trying not to disturb Giallo, who was crouched on the ground, eyes staring blankly ahead. Zinzolin tried not to look at the inanimate body of her mother, lying on the ground. She closed her eyes and shook her head. Maybe this is all a dream. Maybe I'll wake up and everything will be alright again. She opened her eyes and found another pair staring at her. She pulled her head away and was surprised to see Ghetsis standing before her.
"I really am sorry," he said gently, nodding his head.
A snarl rippled through the air behind Zinzolin. "You were fighting in this war! You could have prevented it!" Asura stood defensively, her hackles raised.
"Believe me, no one expected that she would try to stop us." Ghetsis took a step forwards.
"I'll never forget. It was your fault she died!" Asura spun on her foot and ran away into the woods, howling sadly for her mother.
"She'll never come back!" she wailed. "Never!"
"Asura!" Zinzolin called. "Come back." She began to run into the forest behind her sister. She ducked under a trailing branch, emerging into a clearing where Asura was curled on the ground, yelping sadly.
Zinzolin sat down beside her and the two of them pressed against each other, both trying to seek comfort from the other.
Asura sobbed into Zinzolin's side. "She's gone!" She howled sadly. "Why did it have to be her?"

Interview:
Note: Zinzolin was not entirely willing to do this interview, so Giallo and Asura accompanied her.
Q: Question (i.e. interviewer)
Z: Zinzolin
G: Giallo
A: Asura

Q: Hello, how are you doing today?
Z: .....Fine.
G: Great, thank you for asking.
A: I am doing spectacular.

Q: That's nice to hear. Are you enjoying your autumn?
Z: Yes.
G: Of course, autumn is our favorite season.
A: You mean your favorite season. Mine is summer.
G: Okay, then. Fair enough.

Q: What's your favorite thing about autumn, then?
Z: Everything.
G: I love the changing of the leaves.
A: The fact that Bronius hates it.

Q: Okay, well, besides that, Asura.
Z: I don't think she has another reason.
A: That would be correct.

Q: Well, alright, I guess. Speaking of Bronius, how is he doing?
Z: I don't know. I haven't seen him since summer.
G: The last time I saw him, all he was interested in were the females.
A: That still applies.
Z: When did you see him last?
A: Eh, I dunno. I saw him in the middle of a crowd of females.
G: *sigh* Typical Bronius.

Q: What about you? Do you have someone special on your mind?
Z: .........................
A: *blushes* No.....
G: You totally do, Asura.
A: No, I don't!
Z: She does.

Q: I can see you don't want to talk about it, so let's move on.

Other:

-The format of this form was created by TessaKitty. Please do not steal-

Major WIP
Durpidee

[JerseyDusk]

Ohmai! Thank you Africa! I meant to get her history done but it never got there... I promise she will be loved! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

Now I think I've spotted one of Toki's that I like ^^

[Africa.]

No problem Jersey ^^ Just remember, I'd love to see her used well

I'm so happy to see all these forms everyone <3 Keep up the great work! ^^
And thank you, Toki <3 You really helped the SLAP out of the slum we were having there <3 I really appreciate it hon <3

[Lady Masquerade]

Name:
Elfina (Elfy)
Species:
Austrailian Shepherd
Kennel Number:
None yet
Why would you like this character/What will you do for this character?:
I got my insperation and love for her when I created the story for the last adoptable I won. I was looking for a small dog to go with the story and be one of my character's best friend. Elfina fits the spot right away. She's small, cute, and her designs are wonderful. She has that wonderful expression that allows me to make up a story for her right away. She's perfect and I'm hoping I can bring her into my family. I promise to get loads of art for her, and with Elfina, my story will never die.
Personality:
. Sweet - Elfina is as sweet as a lollipop, always making sure she uses her manners to make others happy. She smiles often and always likes to please those around her. Even if someone is rude to her, she'll still be nice back to them.
. Giving - Elfina is always giving, and you'll randomly find things at your doorstep that she made for you. Even if she doesn't know you, she'll go up to you and give you a flower or some change to make you happy.
. Shy- Elfina is a very shy and reserved creature, not wanting to disturb others and get in their way. She doesn't like big crowds and hates having to be put in the spotlight.
. Flirty- Elfina can get a little flirty when she wants too, but it doesn't happen very often. She mostly just compliments you alot to make you feel good.
Likes:
. Reading
. School
. Boys
. Being Alone
. Quiet places
. Dancing
. Fashion
. Make-up
. Grooming herself
Dislikes:
. When people annoy her
. Mean people
. Being in crowds
. Loud noises
. Being Dirty
. Running
History:
(Anthro form, if that's alright)

"Hurry up, Elfina! You'll be late for your first day of school!" The voice of Elfina's mother rang through the hallway, making the once sleeping daughter open her eyes. "Ugh.." Was all she said before standing up and going to her closet so she could pick out what she wanted to wear. "Nothing too dark or I'll look creepy, nothing too pink or I'll look girly. Hrm..." Finally Elfina decided to choose a pastel green shirt with white stripes, and some jean shorts to go along with it. "At least I'll look normal in it." She told herself before putting the outfit on. Then she slid on white sandals and a small white braclet to match.

After that was all over, Elfina went through the hallway and into the kitchen to be greeted by breakfeast and her mom. "Hello dear, waffles are on the table. Make sure your school stuff is packed, I'm off to work." Her mother said before exiting out the front door. "Sure thing." Elfina called after her, walking to the table and taking a bite of the waffle. Once that first bite was taken, Elfina realised how hungry she was and ate the waffle in a few big bites. Then she walked over to her bag and looked through it, making sure she had everything needed inside of it. "Books, Pencils, Pens, Notebooks."

Throwing the bag over her shoulder, she unlocked the door and walked outside and down the sidewalk. Elfina knew where to go because during the summer she had walked to the school and back home several times so she would know where to go. Seeing the school in the distance, Elfina took a deep breath, bracing herself for the crowds of kids.

Elfina wished she could shrink or turn invisable, the looks from everyone was horrid. Not that all the looks were mean, some where smiles, frowns, smirks, and flirty looks. But the fact that people where staring at her, Elfina just didn't like it. She looked around for someone that looked nice, but no one looked her type. All wearing pretty dresses or gothic outfits.

Suddenly, a stunning female made her way up to Elfina, blinking her bright blue eyes. Elfina held back a gasp, this female was beautiful. With her golden color and silky ears, this obviously was someone popular. Not to mention her beautiful blue eyes, rich expensive clothes, and group of followers behind her. "Hello," Oh, and the voice, a amazing voice. Most likely a singing one. "I'm Chloe, and this is Clair, Anne, Michelle, and Nicole." What boring names.. "But the question is, who are you, and are you a threat to my greatness?"

A threat? Little ol' Elfina this was, did she honestly look like a threat? Oh boy, this chick had alot to learn. "No, I am not a threat to your 'greatness'," I muttered softly, and I could hear the chuckles from the ones watching. Chloe didn't find with funny, though. "And my name is Elfina..." This though, brought a laugh to Chloe. Elfina was used to it though, she always got joked around from her name. She liked it though, it made her special.

"Elfina? God, that name is awful! I feel so bad for you. Oh, there's the bell. Bye..Elfina. Ick, what a name." Chloe said, waving a good-bye and walking off and leaving the poor mixed breed to herself. "Well that was interesting.." She muttered, perking her ears as the bell rang. "About 10 minutes have passed...Only hours left until school is over..Yay.." She said, walking into the building and heading towards the front office.

"What can I do you for you?" A stout female looked at Elfina from behind her desk, cold eyes looking over her, making her feel weak and small. This obviously was someone important. Eflina read her name place. Mrs. McBary. Odd name.

"Uhh. Well I'm new, and my name is Elfina. And I, uh, need a list on my classes and teachers, if that's alright with you.." The aussie said, biting her bottom lip as the teacer, or whatever she was, messed around on her computer.

Other:

Durpidee

[Silent Soul]

Read the first post c;

could you clear it up a little for me please though?

[Solanum]

Your question was about how many forms right? -has bad memory-

~Two forms per round, no more then that. If you post three or more forms, all will be ignored.