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[Azure23]

[Alright, this my spot were I post what companions and adoptables I have either bought or wooed or something. If you wanna critic, PM me. Do not post here. Thank you! :3]

Table of Contents!
Page 1
Anasael
Haxe
Cloud
Katsa
Cerezia
Sashara
Risen from the Ashes
Whiterun
Arathea
Page 2
SonicWind
Lament
Malik
Rota
Anamerak
Firrore
Unidaehrs
Tempest
Itsuki
Mira
Page 3
Cheshire
SeaBreeze
Leandra
Dream Adoption Center Adopts
NightWhisper
Nixie
Pastel
Heart's Dragon Adopts
Aria
Mer-Pandas
Page 4
Warpaint
Shazza
Miles
Kumori
Detreon

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Zvers V2

[Azure23]

Fanart by Azure

By Ulysses

Name: "Anasael"
Gender: "Female"
Element: "Liquid"
Personality: Anasael's personality seems to through most people off. Her dull earth tones give the impression she is modest, shy, and subdued creature. However, her personality is just as vibrant as her eyes and element. Anasael is outspoken, loud and proud! She won't hesitate to pitch her words into any conversation, even though they can be a little blunt or even a little out there. Anasael can also be a bit headstrong. Her bold and somewhat reckless attitude can through her into some pretty sticky situations that her brother sometimes has to pull her out of.

Anasael can also be kind, playful and carefree. Her earth colors relate to her nurturing, caring side and she will help those in need no matter the cost, especially if they are weaker then she is. She loves to play and is great as relieve tension and stress in any situation.

In all, Anasael is quite easy to get along with and can make friends rather easily. Her loyalty and somewhat easy disposition make her easy to relate to, and a wonderful ally and friend to have. However, her loud and hyperactivity may take a bit to get used to.

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Name: "Haxe"
Gender: "Female"
Element: "None"
Personality: "Despite her bold colors and bright markings, Haxe is actually a very laid back Ahz. She has an inner calm despite any situation and hardly ever gets loud or acts rashly. She is a very kind Ahz, and shows politeness and friendship to any creature. She believes there is always good in people, unless they somehow break her trust. However, because she is always trusting, she can be a bit naive. She can be led on by any trickster and even just an apology can get her back on your side. She is intensely loyal to all her friends.

Haxe also loves to explore, especially with her companions. New sites and experiences always set her heart racing and makes her eager to discover all the new things laid before her. She is always with someone, and when she isn't, she normally is finding the next partner to travel with. She doesn't really chat as animatedly as her other companions, but she is always willing to lend an ear and give advice."

[Azure23]

Name: "Cloud"
Gender: "Male"
Breed: "Curly-tail Foximp"
Generation: "First Generation: Batch Seventeen"
Personality: "Cloud is somewhat arrogant and vain. He takes great pride in his silky fur and his fluffy tail and goes to great lengths to keep clean. Needless to say, he isn't much of an adventurer. Cloud can act a little haughty around others, and looks down his snout at them, so he doesn't have many friends. Not many can really tolerate his arrogance and his superiority complex. He doesn't mind being alone though, actually, he really enjoys it.

Cloud may act all big and arrogant, but truthfully, he is a big coward. He is scared of several things, such as spiders, and is easily intemidated by creatures bigger then him. He is also a huge weakling. He bluffs and flaunts like he is powerful, but he shows submission when the fight actually happens.

Cloud enjoys the finest things in life and only likes the best for himself. He loves to read, especially poetry and he recites it often, and he loves have his fur groomed and looking nice. He also likes to be complimented and the center of attention in any gathering or party."

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Name: "Katsa"
Gender: "Female"
Breed: "Normal Foximp"
Generation: "Second Generation: Raoul and Navi"
Personality: "Katsa prefers to stick to herself instead of socializing with the other Foximps. She is reserved, and keeps her emotions hidden from those who are not close to her. Katsa has a bit of a pride and vainity issue, and views herself highly, anyone who scorns or humiliates her better watch their back. At times she can be a little prickly. Her temper can be fiery but she typically has patience to keep it in check. At times she is cynical and replies with her witty sarcasm.

Katsa is clever and her blue eyes never miss a beat of what is going around her. She is loyal and shows great devotion to those who actually manage to gain her trust. She typically sticks beside what friends she has, no matter the cost. Despite her temper, Katsa can be somewhat caring. She may distant, but she won't turn a blind eye on those in need or weaker then her.

Katsa just prefers to be alone and her favorite pastime is stargazing. She knows several different constellations and can navigate using the stars. Her favorite color is a dark purple and she really loves to eat spicey foods. Her biggest weakness is water. She isn't a strong swimmer and always has fears of being dragged under."

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Name: "Cerezia"
Gender: "Female"
Breed: "Angelic Foximp"
Generation: "First Generation: Custom Foximp"
Personality: "Cerezia is shy little Foximp. She doesn't like the spot light on her and will typically stick to the back of the crowd. She is very quiet and rarely talks except to those she trusts. Kind and caring, Cerezia almost acts in a mothering way to those in need or who are injured. As much as she doesn't like being in the spotlight, she doesn't like to be alone. She gets lonely and a little scared when alone in a place she doesn't know.

Cerezia is a pretty laid back foximp, preferring to follow then to lead. She isn't good at making snap decisions, especially if it was about something serious. Despite her shyness, however, she can be a little spitfire if she has too. She won't hesitate to jump to her friends' aid if the really need it.

Cerezia has an ear for classical music and can listen to it all day. It helps calm her and even puts her to sleep. Other then crowds, she isn't a big fan of bugs, like spiders or cockroaches. She loves to pick wildflowers and feathers of any bird, she decorates her house with them. "

[Azure23]

Name: "Sashara"
Gender: "Female"
Breed: "Girene"
Generation: "First Generation"
Offspring: "Coming Soon!"
Mate: Her mate is Ocean's Child. He is owned by Snow.
Personality: "Sashara is very kind, yet loud for such a tiny creature. She will work at any task or challenge no matter how big and hardly mutters a complaint while doing so. Sashara also will chatter to anyone who will listen...or anyone who can't get away fast enough. Sashara can be cause quite a commotion if she needs to.

Sashara is a highly intelligent creature despite being a little flighty. She analyzes any decision carefully before picking what exactly she wants do. However, her attention wonders constantly from one topic and she is very easy to get sidetracked. She can be a little naive and trusts too easily. She believes that there is good in everybody and will search hard for it before making jumping to conclusions.

Sashara loves to socialize. She will talk to anyone and everyone and loves to catch up on the latest gossip. However, you can trust her with the important secrets. She loves sweet foods, especially fruits of any kind and her favorite scent is honeysuckle."

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Name: "Risen From the Ashes [Ash]"
Rank: "Prime, Leader of the FleetRunners Herd"
Gender: "Male"

Personality:
Stoic, clever, and powerful, Ash is a force to be reckon with. He is quiet and impassive, his face a blank mask. He revels no emotion, except for one. Anger. Ash seems to always have a dark scowl on his face, and this can seems to stop most enemies, or even herd members, in their tracks. He can be quite stern with his herd members, especially if they whine or disobedient, and he has a slight short temper. His anger can be someone dangerous, and, if he is outright enraged, he will attack anything that is near him. Friend or foe.

Despite his anger and impassiveness, he is incredibly loyal and trustworthy. He uses his raw power to protect his herd. He is incredibly stubborn and will never back down from a fight when he knows his herd is in danger. Ash can also be a little suspicious of most outsiders. He very rarely allows outsiders to join his herd, and if he actully allows someone to, he will watch them constantly. They have to earn his trust before he relaxes around them.


He may be austere and a little harsh with most other Goennecs, however he has a soft spot for the kids and Affected that inhabit his herd. He cares for them and makes sure they are the ones that are the most protected when the herd is threatened. Ash has also somewhat of a sweet tooth. He prefers to eat berries and other plants rather then hunt. He has also been known to knock beehives down for for the sticky, golden honey inside.

History:
I ran. My front cloven hooves pulled me forward and my back paws propelled me forth. My ears swiveled back and I could hear the sounds of pursuit. My breath came out and pants. They were getting close, so close.

Suddenly, something heavy and slammed into my side. I gave a startled cry as both of us started to roll slightly down the mountain. We came to slight stop on a rocky ledge, and I hopped up. A laugh bubbled in my throat as I watched the other creature stumble up as well.

He was a kid, much like me. His fluffy fur stood up everywhere, and his brown coat was covered in dust. A confident smirk on was his face and he lowed his head challengingly. I lowered my head as well, matching him with confidence. We rammed into each other several times, each of us trying to overthrow the other. The other kids gathered around, each one cheering and throwing out hints. Both of us laughed and taunted, and we both were unwilling to give up.

It was only when my opponent stumbled that I managed to knock him to the ground and stand over him dominantly. I growled playfully, while the cheers of the others echoed around. He grinned up at me, and I knealed down to help him up. Somewhere further down the mountain, a bleat sounded. It was time for us to go home. I let my once opponent lean on me as we started home. He was my best friend and my most challenging rival. Today I won, but tomorrow who knew? Tomorrow always had something different in store for everyone.
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It had been several seasons since we played on that mountain. Now all of that joy and happiness had melted away. I stood before my once friend. Him and the most of the herd stood on cliffs around me, each one glaring hatred and disgust at me. My friends dark eyes narrowed, and that smirk was now filled with malice. "Traitor!" He barked, his voice as hard as the stone under my feet. The herd echoed his word. I glared my hatred and defiance at my once friend. How could he do this?

Mixed emotions welled in me as I watched the herd turn their back on me and walk away. Rage, pain, fear, and deep down sorrow for what I lost. I was banished, an outcast, but I was refusing to give up. A few supporters had stayed by my side, also outcasts of the herd we called home and family for so long. Even though they stayed, I was quite shocked when they had followed.

When the first sound of hooves and paws that echoed my own reached my ears, all I could do was look back in astonishment. Another male gave a reasuring nod, I turned and led my herd away from that wretched place.

I have never looked back.

[Azure23]

Name: "Whiterun"
Gender: "Male"
Breed: "Normal Foximp"
Generation: "First Generation: Batch Eighteen"
Personality: "Whiterun loves to explore. He is incredibly curious and loves to travel, this combination leads him to many exotic places. He loves to bring back petty baubles from these expiditions, such as shiny stones or simple charms, to remind him of all the places he has been to. Whiterun always seems to have an adventure or some story to tell, and he is always willing to tell them to those who listen.

Whiterun is a patient and intellectual creature and shows wisdom far beyond his years. He can get worked up sometimes, and a little flustered if others really mess with him, but he never truely gets angry. He can be a little cynical or even act like a total know-it-all, but in all he is a good companion and friend to be around.

Whiterun loves to eat, especially anything home cooked. His favorite is cheese manicotti, acutally he loves anything cheese related. Of course his favorite past time is traveling but he also loves to study anything and everything he can get his paws on. Despite his coloring and pattern, he doesn't really care much for the cold."

[Azure23]

Name: "Arathea"
Gender: "Female"
Specimen Number: "Escaped Zver #CC3"
Personality: "This girl's soft, loving appearance is extremely misleading. This girl is very stubborn and hard-headed, determined to do things her way. She doesn't react well to being restrained, and is a force to be reckoned with." - Metallic Dragon

"This particular Zver is very much like the wind itself. She's wild, carefree, and at times a little reckless. She rolls into the scene much like a powerful storm, loud and demanding everyone's attentention while at the same time showing beauty and an underlying power. She blows over everyone, refusing to give in to fear or a potential threat, and may even push aside those who get in her way. At times, however, she can be a breeze, still as wild but not with as much energy, and showing a warm kindness to those she loves."

Introduction/Story:
The white creature ran. Her paws were a blur of motion as her powerful limps propelled her forth. Her breath came out in pants and her dark eyes blurred from wind buffeting them. Behind her, sirens rang. Her delicate ears were assaulted by the harsh sound, but it only spurred her pick up the pace. She was flanked by two other escapees. The dark coat of a male and the tan coat of a female. Together, they were becoming fugitives. Together, they would be free.

Expanding the last of her energy, she managed to pass the final hurdles to freedom and leave that horrible place behind. They would no longer be stared or prodded at like some prey about to be eaten. No. She was the hunter now. And just wait till she met those hairless two-legs in the open.

Slowly, I made my way home from school. My shoulder ached from the weight of books in my backpack and a dull throbbing had set residence in my skull. It was one of those days. I gave a weary sigh and forced my tired legs to carry me home. Only a few blocks and I would be home. If you could call it that.

"Hey!" I paused when I heard a harsh cry, almost like nails on a chalkboard, sound behind me. I turned around and noticed a group of guys from my school. A malicious look gleamed in their eyes. "You managed to slip from our grasp back at school, but you don't have any teachers to protect you now!" The bigged boy yelled. He raised a grimy hand and pointed an equally grimy finger in my direction. "Get him!" He barked to his cohorts.

Without waiting to see if they obeyed I spun around and ran. I dropped my books from my shoulder in an effort so I could gain more speed. I could hear the boys behind me slowly catching up. I made a snap decision and crashed into the forest that surrounded the neighborhood.

My breath was ragged as I fought to keep ahead of my persuers. My heart pounded in my ears but I could still hear them behind me. I hopped over fallen tree trunk, but my shoelaces got caught. I gave a cry of surprise and pain as I slammed into the forest floor. Desperately I kicked and struggled vainly trying to get free.

I saw the boys approaching. Their fingers were curled into fists and their grins were almost snarls. I close my eyes, waiting for the end when I heard one of the boys scream in fear. My eyes flew open and then widened in shock.

A bizarre white creature was snarling at the boys. Her wide white paws lashed out with sharp claws and her pearl and teal tail lashed back in forth. Truthfully, she was terrfying and the other boys thought so too. They quickly turned tail and ran, their shrieks echoed in the forest.

Swiftly, I managed to get my foot free but the noise attracted the attention the large panther-like creature. Her dark green eyes narrowed on me as she krept closer and her shoulders were bunched, ready to fight if necessary. My breath caught in my throat and I was unable to tear my eyes from the beautiful yet deadly creature.

She paused suddenly, and she leaned towards my hand and I noticed strange little pores near her eyes. Her tongue dashed out and licked the back of my hand and my heart fluttered.

I didn't know what this bizarre yet beautiful creature was, but I suddenly fell in love with her. Judging from the way her tail flicked, and she headbutted my shoulder, she felt the same way.
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Dear Journal,
Alright, I would like to say sorry for not writing the last few months. It's been kinda crazy and I couldn't find the time. Now, I would like to say, I finally ran away from home. I know I know, big shock. Surprisingly though, I didn't run away because of my neglegent parents, or the abusive kids at school, or any other reason. No. I ran away because of an alien.

A few days ago, a strange white panther-like creature protected me. At first I was afraid, but insanely curious at what the creature was. It wasn't until I had snuck her home and saw the news bulletin on TV that I realized what she was. She's called a Zver. Supposedly, this species is incredibly dangerous but they are trying to get civilians to help recapture them. Dangerous? I can hardly call her dangerous, especially now looking at her curled up asleep with her forehead pressed against my legs. No, definately not dangerous. I think I will call Arathea, an elvish name for wind. It seems to suit her.

I don't know what will happen in the next few days. I have some cash, spare cloths, and other useful items tucked away in may backpack and Arathea is proving to be an invaluable hunter. However, she can be a little reckless. It was quite amusing to watch her find out what exactly brambles are. Maybe next time she won't be too stubborn and actually listen to me. Silly girl.

I will keep writing if good fortune permits. I know no one will read this unless the worse has happened. Atleast this will help me keep some of my sanity in check and to prove to others that these...Zvers are not dangerous.

What have I gotten myself into?
~Aaron