Characters of All Sizes Sanctuary [Revived!/OPEN]

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Username: Topaz ♥
Kennel #: Kennel #30
Why I want this Character: I want him because he is the most beautiful and loveable thing I ever laid my eyes on. He looked so lonely in his kennel, and I was very suprised that nobody wanted him. I have been searching for a design like this. And look at his eyes! They are so beautiful, I just cant wait to make some art of him!
Name: Titan
Age: Young adult (like a teenager)
Gender: Male
Personality: Titan is a very calm and flirty wolf. He is always staying calm when a family member snaps at him, and flirty when the beautiful she-wolves come into view. Titan is also a brave, funny and entergetic wolf
History: W.I.P
Art: viewtopic.php?t=877991



Other:

Fluffy's Lee

[Lady.Artemis]

Started this last night but had to go to bed

Username:redbellysnapper
Kennel #:35
Why I want this Character:I need a new charrie
Name:Elowyn
Age: 5
Gender:Female
Personality:Outgoing,outdoorsey,fun,playfull
History:she was adopted from a pound with a uneasy feeling about where she was going the vet told her it would be alright that wasn't reasuring .when she got there she wanted to cry instead of a home with a family.instead it was a puppy mill.she wasn't sure how shed escaped there grasp but she did with agile and made it here hoping for a new family.
Art: A bird flies in the wind,
a cheetah runs swiftly on the ground,
fast as fire,
slower than light ,
my angel of night
Other:


Fluffy's Lee

[tbow.]

Username:
Tbow
Kennel #:
1
Why I want this Character:
I want this character because I was simply looking for a character, but not just any old wolf character. I wanted something simple, yet creative, that I could use in natural and unnatural stories and roleplays. When I saw this guy I immediately fell in love, I loved his simple design and the great blend of the white, grays, and greens. I've always loved that somewhat, minty, green colour and I literally squealed when I saw him. [Which resulted in a weird look from my brother...] But anyhow, beyond the mushy "love at first sight" stuff I love him. I thought his design was simple, yet his colours and accessories were unforgettable for me. I would be extremely happy if I got him, he would get a well earned spot on my characters thread. He would get art [in many forms] and would be included in many roleplays.
Overall, I love this boy and he will be well loved and cared for if I earn him.
Name:
Bedros; Meaning "Stone" in Greek.
Age
Dog Years:
21
Human Years
3
Gender:
Male
Personality:
A few words to describe Bedros;
Upbeat and Calm
Bedros enjoys being around others and others enjoy being around him. He has a "live and let live" attitude; because he knows that no one's perfect, he is forgiving and happy to give the benefit of the doubt. Bedros doesn't feel the need to be controversial or express contrary opinions all the time. He sees no reason to go around rubbing people the wrong way. He rarely becomes irritated, generally accepts people as they are, takes things as they come, and feels relaxed in most situations. Bedros does not let a minor annoyance escalate to a confrontation. He doesn't regularly snap at those around him or fly off the handle with little provocation.

Intellectual
He is thoughtful, rational, and comfortable in the world of ideas. People find Bedros interesting to talk to. He's the living embodiment of the saying "You learn something new every day." He does not avoid abstract conversation, experimenting with new ideas, or studying new things. It bores him to stick to the straight and narrow of what he already knows.

Original and Innovative
Bedros is constantly coming up with new ideas. For him, the world as it exists is just a jumping-off place; what's going on inside his mind is often more interesting than what's going on outside. He doesn't feel that the road to success is to be a realist and stick to the program; he never stops himself from coming up with new ideas or telling the world what he's thinking about. Bedros comes up with a lot of ideas; if one doesn't work out, there's always another waiting in the wings. He often has interesting solutions to difficult problems. He's practically a one-person brainstorming session. He is more interested changing the world than in dealing with things as they are.

Prudent
Bedros looks before he leaps, thinks before you acts, considers what he's about to say before he opens his mouth to speak; that's why he rarely have to eat your words. He usually doesn't get excited easily or blurt out the first thing that comes to mind without considering the consequences.

Unflappable
Bedros is not a slave to his emotions. It takes a lot to upset or unnerve him. That's why he's a good person to have around in a crisis. He doesn't let it all hang out, which means that those around him often don't know the pressures he's under or what he's going through. Bedros is not the kind of wolf others run from in a crisis.
History:
Bedros had a normal life! he was born and raised for a while in a normal gray wolf pack in the Rocky Mountains. He didn't have his green features or accessories at first but they came later on. During the ritual of his pack Bedros is captured by humans, they experiment on him trying to make a weapon to withstand anything. Including nuclear waste. Bedros didn't know but when he wandered off as a pup he had actually encountered the waste and somehow survived, which shocked the scientists and explained his huge growth and power. But they released him, but with a special chain necklace with a tracker ball on it and a twine silver cable with more trackers and sensors to alert the scientists if he encountered any more nuclear waste and how it would affect him. He was kept with the scientists until he was 2 and he's been living as a loner, trying to get back to his pack since.
Art:
Poem
[It doesn't have to rhyme! D<]
A man of stone, that is what they call me.
But they do not know who I really am.
I'm a wolf of clay, easily molded.
Easily molded, to others' liking.
Inside I'm very happy, but sad too.
For my name means stone, and stone I shall be.
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Story
[This is just a little preview of his story. There will definitely be more but I don't want to put a whole novel in one form. XD]
To be honest, Bedros didn't have a tragic life as you'd expect him to have. [As most characters do...] But his life is well, let's just say it's interesting... [Warning, I use human years and terms in here because I just find it much easier.]
It of course, all started with his birth. He was born in a forest near the Rocky Mountains, in a normal pack of gray wolves. He was an only pup, which is unusual but not uncommon for the pack. His parents named him Bedros, after his stone gray fur. He was quite the playful pup, always joyful and getting in the way of older wolves as pups do. But one day when he was exploring farther and farther from camp, he was near 1 year old when he found a glowing green, smelly goop oozing from a barrel with a weird symbol on it. It ranked of humans and of course, being the dumb and silly pup he was he pranced in it, rolled in it and ate it. It seemed to be absorbed into his fur, and he didn't get sick which joyed the pup but amazed his parents when he told them. It was then later on when he was 1 year old was when things started to go weird. His paw pads that were once a dusty pinkish colour were now starting to grow lighter and slightly green, but his parents just assumed it was moss and grass stains. But it started to spread, his claws grew dark green and his tongue and mouth started to grow green as well. At the age of 1 and 1/2 the young male had begun to grow slightly larger than other wolves, even the alpha. He had also become stronger, and the alpha was threatened by his immense power that just kept growing. At quarter of a year to 2 years old Bedros was sent out early for the ritual the pack does for each wolf once they reach 2 years. They must journey through the mountains on a dangerous path already set for them, many wolves have died but many more have made it back. But there is a catch, you cannot take the same path twice, you must find your own way back, with one crucial rule in mind.
Don't go near humans...
Bedros miraculously made it through the mountains, but he was malnourished and was near death. It was then that the large wolf saw a small mush with a peculiar square opening. If Bedros hadn't been starving he would've seen that the food in there was set on a platform and it was clearly a trap. But he went for it. A door slammed down behind him as he entered, nearly catching his tail. He let out a scared and helpless howl that echoed off the mountain walls. Eventually he fell asleep...
He was awoken by unusual voices, humans! The panicked word ran through his mind as he opened his minty green eyes to them. They were large, but had no fur except for a scrap on their heads and one of them had some on his chin. They gave him a crooked smile and he felt a sharp pain in his thigh as the black wave of unconsciousness washed over him once more.
Other:
Nope!
Fluffy's Lee

[Syra]

Bump ^-^

[tbow.]

Might I ask when the code drop is? 8D

[Syra]

It'll be next sunday *silly fluffy forgot to change the front page AGAIN*

[Lady Masquerade]

Username: Plepore37
Name: Sunny
Breed: Canine
Gender: Female
Preferences: Keep female. Can change name and must keep canine. Type of canine is up to you. Message me when you win her.
Lineart: http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?t=731663
Why do you want to donate this character?: Sunny was an old character of mine, but I've been trying to clear out my characters, since I have way too much. Usually I don't give donations to other places, and put my pets up at my own adoption agency. But this place seemed neat, so I think I'll put Sunny up here. ^-^

Fluffy's Charm

[Syra]

Thank you for your donation ^-^

[Offended Cockatiel]

What happened with the last CD?

Username:Aysan1

Kennel #:33

Why I want this Character:I really love the design. Blue isn't my thing, but this little guy captured my eyes so quickly. And I really need to coonect with the character,see it in their eyes the spark that makes me know they're the right ones. He's also magnificent and how the two simple colors and magnificent designs all mix together and work is just amazing.

Name:Sága Timait/Tiamit Silvain

{[ Meaning~An obscure goddess, possibly another name for Frigg///search it up children ]}

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Frigg (or Frigga) is a goddess in Norse mythology. She is Odin's wife. She is the goddess of marriage, motherhood, managing the household, and keeper of the domestic arts. She has the power of prophecy, but she does not tell what she knows. Her children are Baldr, Höðr and, in an English source, Wecta; her stepchildren are Hermóðr, Heimdall, Tyr, Vidar, Váli, and Skjoldr. Thor is either her brother or a stepson. Frigg's companion is Eir, the gods' doctor and goddess of healing. Frigg's attendants are Hlín (a goddess of protection), Gná (a messenger goddess), and Fulla (a fertility goddess). It is unclear whether Frigg's companions and attendants are simply different aspects of Frigg herself (cf. avatar). According to the poem Lokasenna Frigg is the daughter of Fjorgyn (masculine version of "Earth," cf. feminine version of "Earth," Thor's mother), her mother is not identified in the stories that have survived.

Age:15
{most of my other charries are 19,18,some even 19 and 16 so i'm looking for one more muetual to the younger side}
Gender:Male


Personality:
Knowing:
Unphased:



History:
Proloug~ {Prloug doesn't neccisarly mean what happened before, it's rather what is wrighten to make sence later in the story, though it's wrighten before the real havock begins, it's not wrighten for the time before the havock.}

Winter is beautifull isn't it? A dazzling sheet of white spreads over everything. Small buds of sweetness falling onto the earth. Cold as ice and melting quickly. "Hello winter,hello snow,good bye sunshine,keep me warm." A voice recited a slow poem in the eve of dawn. "I love the poems you make," the young male said to Sága. "And I love how you listen." The kid smiled. "I love how you can make everything symbolic." Sága looked up into the sky,small sparklets apearing and shining against his eyes. They refected the contagiose readyness he held in his palm. "Everyday changes,everygreen dew,falling on forests and all that is a new,spring brings life and spring brings death,flowers growing,children going and rain to pound over your head." The young boy grinning bigger sighed stepping lightly to sit beside our protagonist. "Do you think it's possible?" Sága gave him a look,of sadness and a sweet smile. Bitter-sweet in every touch and taste. All their sences over flowing with it. "You are happy and you are sad, life is cruil and life is bad, but every glimmer of hope brings foreward fear and fait has blinded us with faith, willingly blind but always can see,say hello to the Adam and Eve." The boy leaned his head against Sága and smiled as bitter-sweetly as he seamed. "Stay with me," He whispered before sleep drew him in. Sága's eyes wettened, but he tried to seam hard. Nothing about reassurence. Just. "Good night." And they bouth smiled for the faith. "Good night."
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Summers heat blarred over Sága's head. He could still remember the little boy he had left back then, it had only been a few seasons ago. And then he just up and left. But he had a reason and the boy knew it. Though the boy didn't ask, he pleaded for Sága to stay longer. But no was the answer. "Good night...good bye, tommarow morning you will wake up and won't find one trace of me. I'm sorry." And the boys eyes grew wet. "No! Don't go!" His voice creacking and bursting with emotion. "I'm sorry. I love you." The small boy tried to whipe at his eyes. "Than don't go, I-I love you too!" Hes sniffled and whined. But... he was gone by the next morning, they bouth knew it had to be that way. Weather it was destiny, or just rivial fait the path was made this way and to not be led through it is a game against life, and in life you don't play nice.

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"The Gods summon you." I herd the voice softly whisper. My ear tingled and the breath brushed through stumbling over the flesh and fur. I awoken quickly to find myself panting,wide eyed on my bed. Then my alarm clock blares. Too early. It's 3:00 Am and i'm sapposed to wake up at 8:00. I took the deep blue blanket and steped out of my room and into the hall. The warm air havored silently,except for a soft vrrr'ing sound comming from the radiator it was a nothing,making my hair flitter over my forehead. I walked barefoot over to a door. It was grey,and contrasted greatly against the burgandy white walls. I sighed as the cold steps chilled my bones over. Blanket dragging behind me. Tired,drouzy and cold. Perfect. I hated that dream sometimes...wait sometimes? It always scared me like heck! Soon I was to another door. Opening it I steped outside. Cold breeze blowing against my clouth and lifting the blanket to flow behind me elagently as it may. The Gods summon me. And maybe I wasn't the king of anything but I would walk in the narrow thick lane with a deep blue robe flying and flittering behind me. Everytime it was the same. But now,something was different. I couldn't put my finger on it but something was different.

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Then the wind grew to a blistering quickness,and sung a crestfallen smile untill the sound of trumpits filled the air. How odd? Yea duh! I was practically freaking out. Inside. Outside I stayed still,calm and silent. "The Gods summon you." Was I dreaming again? The voice blarred over everything tempting me to step back atleast once. Then a soft dust flew over me. It fluttered to the ground,all around me,cold and wet. Snow? Then I remembered what was so different this nights dream compared to the rest. The words "They will come soon" As the voice said everytime I dreamt this changed to "They will come now." But that couldn't mean...? This whole situation was comming true! Soon as the snow fell all around me I saw something. The blanket was gone,but it was replaced with a deep blue robe,that kept me warmer than expected. A soft warm chuckle filtered through the air. "Hell young Sága," The voice said and I could tell it was that strong booming voice always in my dream. But now I could notice it's warmness,how it was so welcomming to me. Nothing was like this. Not to me,welcomming,warm and soft. Like a dream. Then maybe I was dreaming?...again. "Not a dream." He whispered and I jumped in the frozen cold night. "W-what." my throut was now dry. "This is not a dream." I gulped,now a lump growing and fighting against the breaths that wished to get out. "Th-then. What-" I took a moment to breath. "-Is it?" He smirked,almost scary cold on his warm face,creased with knowledge,but he couldn't be but a few years older than me. Could he? This time he didn't seam to read my mind,wich was one suprise after another. Well maybe not a big suprise,and maybe he wasn't a few years older than me,maybe more,and then again,maybe less. "The Gods have summoned you." What the heck is that sapposed to mean? This is making less sence now that it's real than it was in a dream,atleast then I could wake up and try to regain myself knowing my life was it's normal self again. But now. "What-what does that even mean?!" my voice almost cracked as I huffed fearcly. He chuckled. "You'll learn all in do time,but young boy you already know the answer to that one question atleast."
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Then the snow seamed to deepen,and my head grew drowsy,my eyes blinked and I could feel the cold of my eyelids pressing up against my eyes. I tried not to fall,but my body was already slumbering. "Sleep well child. Here because you won't be here anymore." His voice was the last I herd here,for a long time,but i'd be comming back. Soon i'd come back,sooner or later that is. I woke up with a start, cool wind brushing against my skin from the open window. I layed softly on the bed, one leg hanging off and my blanket unfurled compleatly laying beneath me. I sighed stretching out onto the bed, raising one hand to touch the skin beside my eye. A soft tingling ran through my body, tensing me yet cooling all my knotted parts. I blinked. "Huh?" The wind hit against my eyes making them cold, making me quiver quickly. Everything seamed the same, I leaned over, back against the bed, stairing up at the ceiling in a daze. The feeling that surged through my blood stream made me feel inlivened. Softly one step on the ground and bouth eyes closed to feel the cool air pressing up against my face for a wile. Then I stood up, letting the cruel wind comming through the window be the only thing holding me up. That last night was playing in my mind over and over again, amd I was too dazed. What the hell was going on? I had no idea... at all. The garbling of birds outside my window, playing on the tree branches so close to my windowsill, seamed to make me flinch. Stiffly sitting back onto the bed I leaned back, feeling the air against my back, how could the wind be controlled? To move from infront of me, racking against my cheast like a hidraiting whip lash to the support behind my back. And maybe that's what i'm sapposed to see. That even if something, or rather someone was seaming to be your parell, the only one pushing you down, they were actually the ones that were there for you, and without them you'd be nothing, if you saw in time maybe you'd be saved... and without you they are everything but anything, they are nothing aswell. But i'm getting ahead of myself right now... that's later... right now I don't know what the heck this world is comming to! I stood up thanking God knows whom that it was gloriose Saterday. maybe I could figure this out... oh what am I kidding, I can never figure this out. Someone had to tell me what was happening. I just felt like laying there, but I couldn't get to sleep, so I just though, and thought and thoguht some more. The day passed on by without my notixing and by the time it was noted... the birds were snuggling into there nests, the sun slowly setting, brisk wind cooling me as the warmth of each stiffling sun ray made me drouzy.




Art:
I'm a little bit shy
And maybe depressed
But i'll never give up hope
Take care of life
live with the love I cannot see
and fallow the leader I will not be





This will make more sence in his future~Wich is comming
Poem{[ No. Litterary poems do not have to ryhme. ]}

Chase-The hunt
Maybe if the beating
and maybe it he blurr
but the hunt can never tire
Nor bore
The creatures seam to be blind
or maybe deaf
because even with the blurr of my eyes
and the beating in my cheast
they fall victim to my hands

{This is art of Timait,the human one,I havn't writen a story for him yet but will do it here,if I don't win this picture and the others are Not.For.Use. Even if you do win the charecter,this human is mine. My preciose charrie,paid with rares and even if I didn't I care about'em and don't appreciate theft.}

More art
http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss27 ... ngs/88.png <33
I will be getting/alrady have lots of art of him <33{Already do,not all posted} In bouth human and canine form,I feel so connected with him.


Other:
WIP

Fluffy's Lee

[Syra]

It was postponed (again) since I only just got all caught up saturday and that only gave you guys a day to do anything which wouldn't be fair to those trying for a character on a day's notice.