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[ Uh, helloooooo? ]

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Erm....I've read the rules and was wondering if I cold create a wolf dog? It seems some of the slots have not been filled yet, but I totally understand if they're reserved/ you don't want me to have one.

[. ѕℰℰιиg . тнιиgѕ .]

[ Of course yo ucan! No wolf dogs have been made yet, just Flame, who's all wolf. ]

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okay, great. I'll get to work on his form.

[pika beanie]

{ Sorry! Couldn't decide on a writing format. XD By the way, are we allowed to make puppies? }

{ • Truffles • }

Truffles gave a large yawn, immediately showing her sharp-edged teeth. She slowly opened her chocolate brown eyes then sneezed softly. A sudden crave for water rushed through her as her throat felt as dry as the desert. With another wide but soft yawn, she got up then began to pad over to the lake. She gently dipped her head then began to lap up some of the water, her tail wagging quickly as the cool liquid immediately overtook her throat, and cooled it down.

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Alyua

[ . "A perfect world would be so dull." . ]

t h e • b a s i c s

Full • Name"My name is Alyua. I guess it's kind of feminine, and maybe I'll change it at some point, but my mother gave it to me and I've learned to live with it."
Nick • Name "Well, I regard my name as quite short. I guess you can call me Yua, or Alyu, but really- is it that much harder to call me by my full title?"
Birth • Country "I was born in the back alleys of New York city."
Current • Age "Bah! After my first birthday, I couldn't be bothered to count. I'm about three years old, roughly. Ask my mother."
Birth • Day 5th | October | 2009
Your • Gender "Seriously! Some may regard my name as girly, but I've really tried to give a manly impression! I'm a male, thank you very much."
Any • Allergies "Well...I'm allergic to human bread. I don't know why, but it makes me awfully sick."
Any • Diseases "Currently, I have ticks. Many ticks."
Your • Rank "Well....I haven't actually met the Alpha yet, so I don't have one. Sub does me fine though. Yup. Subordinate."
Your • Breed "I'm half Tamaskan, and one half wolf. It makes for a....large dog."
Body • Disfigurations "I have numerous nicks and scars from my previous street life. The only one which'd repel a female is a long, ropey scar running from the left side of my jaw to my chest. It seriously ruins the my face, but I suppose it helps when building up a villianous effect. All the badies have scars, don't you find?"

m y • a p p e a r a n c e

Your • Height "I'm 31 inches at the shoulder."
Your • Weight "62 lbs"
Body • Build "For one of my gender, I'm surprisingly lithe. I'm slim (but I sure can fight!) and tall."
Hair • Color "Well...I've got the average "wolf" colours. Grey, brown, black and hints of white here and there."
Eye • Color "I have greyish brown eyes."

i n • d e p t h

Your • History "I had a- how would humans put it?- teen mum. She thought me a joke- and whilst never meant me harm- would carry around like a human puppy would a doll. She was a tamaskan, and had carried the pups of a wolf she didn't love, and didn't know. She thought motherhood a hinderance, and got rid of us as soon as possible, leaving us in the paws of a friend whom she trusted. Alas, myself, my siblings and my mother's friend were all soon scooped up by the pound."
"I learned early that life was out to get me, and at the age of four months I vaulted the fence of my outside enclosure and left all the fear and terror of my previous cage behind. I loved the wild street life, stealing from the people who'd caused me such pain, and others who hadn't. I joined numerous gangs at a young age, terrorising those who were unfortunate enough not to be in our circle of rough friends."
"Eventually, I realised the brutal life I was leading- but a dog had to die for me to wake up to my evilness. She was a puppy, probably about two months, and we were tormenting her. I tried to stop them...but couldn't. Disgraced, I ran. Lord knows, I ran and ran and ran. Then, for a change of pace, I ran some more."
"That takes us up to about two and a half years. For the last six months I've been festering on the streets- and become a flea ridden, tick infested mongrel that I once loathed. I realised I needed a pack to care for me, and journeyed until I heard word of this one."

Your • Habits "I don't trust myself. I'm capable of terrible violence, and must always be on guard against my blood thirsty past. I also like a good biscuit in the morning, with mold or without."
Your • Phobias"I fear rejection. Right now, I need help."

m y • f a v o r i t e s

Favorite • Food "As previously stated, I love biscuits but my favourite meat is tuna."
Favorite • Color "They're all the same to me."
Favorite • Song Liar Liar- Christina Grimmie

l o v e • l i f e

Your • Crush "Believe it or not, I'd love one. But nope."
Your • Mate"None as of right now."

a n y • o t h e r

Any • Flaws"Whilst I am a skillful fighter, I'm not proud of the methods I used in practice and am reluctant to battle."
Any • Skills"Others have told me I'm extremely intelligent, and I know myself to be a lethal fighter."
User • Name WolfOnATreadmill
Any • Suggestions Maybe you could add a personality section to the form? I don't know if you've quite covered it.
Did I • Miss anything?Nothing I can see.

[Kit-Kat]

Finnished my forum. <: )

[. ѕℰℰιиg . тнιиgѕ .]

[ Accepted. Everyone will be added to the front page by Tuesday/tomorrow. ]

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Yay! Will we start today, or are more members needed?

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[ We've already started. c; ]