Pound of Hope [CLOSED PERMANENTLY]

[tinydoodles]

WIP

I am looking to adopt...



Kennel number:

92

Name:

Heptogaurae Shaie-Ti (hept-oe-GAR-ay SHY-tee)

Breed:

Borophagus littoralis

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:

Personality:

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~Snickers

[eternalglitch]

I am looking to adopt...

Image:

Lineart used (if any): My own lineart.
Name: Not named
Gender: Not specified
Species: Some kind of canine (or canine mix), please chose a specific species and breed when adopting.
Preferences:

• This character can not be a fursona or related in anyway to a fursona.
• If you don't want your character anymore please return it to me or to this adoption center. If you want to give it away to a friend that's alright too, but please check with me first.
• You can not sell this character for any kind of profit.
• Please don't change the design, little tweaks or addition of some accessories are fine, but don't go overboard.
• It's a canine, nothing else, and I want you to pick a specific species and breed. Considering the tail, perhaps you want to make it some sort of mixed animal (like wolf x dragon or something), that's fine too.

By submitting this form, I, Spotty, agree that I am giving up my character to a new home, and will not ask for the character back if it has a form up for it.

Kennel number:

Ninety-two

Name:

Sol

Breed:

Dhole x Demon

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
History/Background:
Art:
Other:

WIP

[Desmond]

Spotty: Feel free to do so - after all, it's in the preferences, you're just enforcing those so we don't have to. c: And you having more means... I think you're going to kill us with awesome. xD

[Ivara]

I am looking to adopt adore...
Picture:
Kennel number: F28
Name: Yarok (YA-rok) (Green in hebrew)
Gender: Male
Breed: Kyrelios

"[A p p e a r a n c e s]

An average Kyrelios is about the size of a New Forest Pony, ranging from 122 cm to 148 cm in height at the shoulders. Males tend to be on the upper part of that range, while females average on the lower half. They are rather lanky and skinny animals by nature, and even though you can see their ribs most of the time, it does not mean they are starving. It is not uncommon for people to mistake them for poor, malnourished animals though. Most often Kyrelios have bobbed tails, but in rarer occasions there will be individuals with long tails. They have long, likely multicolored tongues that are primarily used to track food. Their slender muzzles are filled with rows and rows of needle sharp teeth, much like a shark's. Their hooves are strong and sturdy and they have spiky manes that end at the mid-back. They have large ears which give them exceptional hears. The spikes on Kyrelios' forelegs are used mainly for self defense and on males, for showing off to females.

Kyrelios are usually natural earth tones with very bright, mostly neon accents. Stripes are very common while spots and "merle" or "paint" markings are more uncommon. Geometric and tribal markings are also common and occur often. The tongue is usually multicolored, and solid colored tongues are rare mutations. On the other hand, multicolored manes and tails are rare while they normally have solid colored manes. Albinos are uncommon and make up about one sixth of the population, while individuals with melanosis are very rare and make up less than 5% of their numbers.

[B e h a v i o r]

Kyrelios feed on rabbits and goats mostly in their mountainous habitats. Other food sources include fish, small birds, insects, deer, and if they are desperate, fruit. They primarily eat meat, but sometimes they will eat certain fruits. Those certain fruits are the only plants they can digest though. Their main predators are Lynxes and Mountain Lions, but others include wolves, coyotes, and the occasional lion and hyena for individuals that live in African plains. Kyrelios use their tongues to track their prey and they rely on their hard hooves and teeth mostly to make a kill. Sometimes they will use their spikes, but not very often.

They most often live in forested mountain ranges, but there have been cases of Kyrelios living in tropical regions, plains regions, and even subarctic regions. They will usually shed or grow more fur depending on what region they live in and there are several subspecies pertaining to each region. Each of these subspecies are genetically different though and moving a Kyrelios to another region will not change it's subspecies. Many Kyrelios prefer to live in dens and it would be rare to see one without a shelter to call home. They usually decorate their dens with shiny or interesting objects, whether to impress a potential mate or just because they feel like it.

Fawns, what baby Kyrelios are called, are almost always born in the summer season. Mating season starts on the first day of winter and only lasts a month and the females have a gestation period of 7-8 months. The babies are mostly born in midsummer in July to late summer in August. Males will try to impress potential mates by showing off their leg spikes and manes. Males with longer and sharper spikes, and multicolored and fuller manes are more likely to find a mate. Mates are for life and the bond cannot be broken once a partnership has been established."
- Quoted From Jelli

Size: 136 cm tall at the shoulder
Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: I love characters that are out of the ordinary, and Yarok certainly is. Not that that's a bad thing! I love his colors and how they go together, when they normally would have clashed. I've been keeping an eye on this little guy for a while, debating whether or not to adopt him. Finally I decided that yes, goshdarnit yes, I was going to adopt him. Yarok will get a place on my character thread and I'll make art of him. I'm trying to get better at my art, and a character like him will really help. He should be a bit challenging to draw, but that's what I'm looking for.
Personality: WIP
Likes: Deer, the meat is delicious, definitely worth the chase.
His den under the roots of the tall white birch near the top of the mountain.
Shiny things! He hoards mostly quarts because its common, but sometimes he finds small bits of amethyst that he absolutely fawns over.
Dislikes: Water, he hates hates hates water, can't stand the stuff. He usually eats ice if he can find it instead of drinking water.
When it's excessively hot and he is forced into the water to cool off.
Fish, bleh!
History/Background: WIP
Art: WIP - should have some up before the code drop
Other: I'm going to be working on this non-stop, Yarok will be mine!

[Queen Vivane]

As much as I love him I'm pulling out of the running for P66, I can't replicate the markings and feel it wouldn't be fair if didn't draw my own art of him <3

[Liru Kaulitz]

I am looking to adopt, love, and care for...

[Y i s k a]. ♥

"...The sun rays in your eye,
The love you’re giving that I have found;
Like sun that shines though the sky,
Each love must be worth and sound.
The sun that shines each day,
The love you gave from your heart;
What matter what we do or say,
Never let it depart..."


Kennel number;
P81

Name:
Yiska

"Yiska"
[YIS-kah]
Native American Navajo name for "the night has passed".

Breed:
Red Wolf xx Dhole

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:
I simply adore this beautiful creature's design. Her color combination reminds me of the sun setting or rising. The happiness and excitment that comes from her is unmistakable adorable. If I was the lucky user to win this goregous beauty, I'd shower her with love. Art, stories, and plenty of hugs and kisses. If I could find a RP that would fit her, I'd use her as a RP character, too. Yiska is lovely and would be loved, cared for, and used to the fullest extent by me. Only few designs catch ym eye and will go on the top of myfavorite charries list, like my baby Umiko, but if I win Yiska, she'd be right at her side. I pledge full loyality to this wonderful girl.

Personality:
Yiska is as fiery as her design. She's sweet and proud. Kiska is very strong-willed and determined, not letting anything get in her way if she wants to do something. It's always possible, and she never gives up. Though she might be a bit braggy, Yiska is extremely kind and cares for others though it may not always seem like it. She is one of those fearless creatures who can make friends with the rudest or the shyest animal. It's her bubbly, fun attitude that makes Yiska so likeable.

Her inner anger only emerges when someone hurts someone she loves. Don't ever get to her, because Yiska will tear anyone who messes with those she loves to pieces. No one can push her or them around. She's very protective but that's okay because her family and friends appreciate her effort to keep them all safe.

Likes:
• Sunsets/Sunrises
• Friends
• Adventures
• Going New Places
• Swimming
• The Beach

Dislikes:
• Rain
• Bullies
• Mushy-gushy Stuff
• Vegetables
• Working

History/Background:
WIP

Other:
Thank you so much for this amazing chance at getting such a beautfiul character. I will be in heaven if I get her, but I am rooting for everything. We all have a great chance for her and I appreciate it so much! Thank you~<3

[ika;]

[ "Now, I return to this young fellow. And the communication I have got to make is, that he has great expectations." ]

Kennel number: 144~

Name: Sebastian Alekander Touchstone .

{ I do not shorten my name- I request the same of you. If you must, refer simply to me as Sebastian. }

Breed: Karst Shepherd Dog.

{ My mother being Juliet, my father being Solinus, I came into being after a series of rather interesting events. Juliet worked for a living, my father not a day in his life. The two were well matched, evidently, for they grew to love each other. }

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: Well, let's just say I think I stopped breathing when I saw Sebastian. He's absolutely, truly, stunningly magnificent. I sat there gaping at him for a long time after I saw him- he's just the most beautiful thing I've seen in a long time. Sebastian really speaks to me, and I can't describe how much I'd love to take him home with me. I just adore everything about him- the bold blades of grey spanning his shoulders, the subtle hints of a sunset in the ruff of his neck, the tiny spark of pride in his strong eyes. He'd fit right in with my other characters, and if I got him, the first thing I would do is make him his own page on my character website. He'd truly be treasured, and become one of my most loved characters. He'd have regular art and love, and if I found the opportunity to roleplay him I certainly would. I can't put into words how grateful I am for having the chance to go for such a wonderful, perfect character, and I hope desperately that I'll be able to have him for my own <3

{ Why yes, I am rather fine, aren't I? }

[ "Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts." ]

Personality: Sebastian is not the most positive creature, with a generally rather negative disposition. He a usually indifferent canine, but don't think he doesn't have his nicer moments, and when he does he spreads the wealth and is very friendly towards others. He is a highly intelligent young male with a contagious confidence and charm about him; some say it is hard to feel down even if you are in his presence. Even with such ways about him, he’s quite independent; he doesn’t need to rely on others, though at the same time he can be somewhat gregarious. Sebastian loves intelligent conversations, but finds it hard to make friends- luckily he doesn’t need the presence of another to feel secure or loved. The dog has a wonderful [if not overly large] sense of self-esteem and confidence which he tends to radiate to those around him. He was raised to believe he had just as much potential as richer, better looking men, and that he could do whatever she put his mind to do. Even after he had lost his family, Sebastian found ways to make things happen and it only reinforced his believing that anything is possible. Around these 'bigger people' he will often put a wall, and appear much more standoffish. Around them he will not be as cool, and he won’t really be himself since he does not want them to look down on him for being smaller.

Because of his fierce independence he simply does not ask for help, and even if you offer assistance, it is not likely he will accept it unless it’s absolutely necessary. At times this self-reliance can be a weakness, since many times he will try to push himself further than he should, and it can end with him being in a bad situation. Sometimes he can be a little too stubborn for his own good, but he can’t help it. Irritatingly persistent, he will never give up and he will almost always find a way to solve the problem at hand. And he’ll do it with a self satisfied smile.

He's cuttingly sarcastic, though at times he can make corny jokes as well. His humor is not meant to hurt [though it often does] but instead to laugh with his fellows instead of laughing at them. His unstable new life as a man of wealth has also opened his eyes to many things, and he is no longer naïve. He knows it is too late for some people, that they will never change or abandon their mean ways, but holds out hope for the ones that can still change or who haven’t yet been corrupted. Sebastian doesn’t exactly hate the men that are so hurtful to their own kind, he actually feels quite sorry for them since he believes there are a lot sad or negative things in their lives to make them that way, but he does distance himself from them since he cannot stand their behavior. He says he hates the way the act, he doesn’t hate them.

Saying all this- Sebastian is rather aggressive himself. He will not tolerate any nastiness [particularly bullies. They are on his list of Things Not To Be Tolerated] If you start messing with him, or any of his contacts than you best watch out for a ball of fury. He will often use his physical strength assault those that have awakened his wrath. He’s quite good at pushing buttons and saying just the right thing. Essentially bullies or people that he sees picking on others or himself is about all that makes him turn. For such a chilled out creature he does have quite a mouth that he seemed to develop once he was exposed to the reality of having to care for himself.



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[ "You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since - on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made, are not more real, or more impossible to be displaced by your hands, than your presence and influence have been to me, there and everywhere, and will be." ]

History/Background:

1820- Victorian London.

It was quiet. The sort of quiet that shook you in your shoes, carrying on the breeze a faint scent of salt from the grey river that wound around the stone buildings like a drowned snake- belly up on the body of it's dray. It was not yet light, but the traces of darkness in the sky had faded to mere trails, fragments of something that had once been. The observation was fleeting, so I cast my eyes down once more to the cobbled streets. Not many people were out and about yet, and I can't say I blamed them. The winter had been harsh so far, farmer's wives had run to the city market in the vain hope of stocking up- but the desperation in their eyes were evident. The snow fell like a smother, choking plants and rooves with it's icy grip. The wind blew rivulets of it around in a fine spray, swirling from the rooftops and nipping at cold faces as they passed. I tugged my coat further up my neck- and continued down the path.

As suddenly as I had left, I was home. Stepping up the path, I made to let myself in, only to find the front door ajar- unlocked. A flash of alarm seated itself in my gut; was there someone in there?

HUGE WIP <3
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[4kcuo]

I am searching to love, adore, and cherish always...

Kennel number:
p. 134
p. One Thirty-Nine

Name:
Carolina
(KARE oh lie nah)

Breed:
'Woolie Husky'
A domestic version of the husky, Woolie huskies are often found
as family pets and are bred for there beautiful fur.


Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it:
Beauty is a fragile gift.

Have you ever looked at something through the window of a store, a sense of longing blooming in your
heart as you force yourself to look away?
Well then, you have plenty experience of what I feel right now.

Sadly, this sense of longing -if that's what you call it- is a bit strong for me :3 I am definitely not going
to walk away from this one, absolutely not. Carolina is definitely going to be the 'center of attention' if
I get her, like all those fancy things people buy at the store for no reason. But of course, I have a reason.
Why would I apply if I didn't?

Anyways, Carolina is a beautiful young girl. I love how simple she is, yet everything flows together in perfect
harmony; or at least as close to perfect as anything's going to get. I absolutely adore her husky marking and
how Tiikeria didn't get carried away by the steady amount of glowing markings that lay across her back and
follow down to the tail, making her an eye-catching beauty I would kill to own.




Personality:
Nobody can bring you peace but yourself.

Carolina is one of the hardest people to describe. My best bet would be 'odd and wacky', but that's probably a
bit over the top. She is a very hard-working girl, I suppose, and I guess that if you ever watched her work you
would see she is very trustworthy and pours her heart out into everything she does. So, I guess that's one part
of her covered.

I would also, if met with the circumstance to do so, would explain Carolina as eccentric- I've never seen her do
the same thing twice, and I suppose she rarely repeats herself despite how little amounts of her words are actually
understood by others. So, to say it again, she would be a very odd person that isn't the most conscious of her
surroundings, judging on how many times she has asked me who the president is right after the election.

Okay, so she isn't the sharpest tool in the shed- Carolina makes up for it on her sense of playfulness and joy at
even the direst of times. Carolina, I must say, has a lot of courage that other's don't let shine. It's kind of sad if
you think about it, all that potential wasted because she isn't the smartest person around. Random people are fun
too, guys! Taking one look at Carolina I could see that, anyone could.

I would also like to add that since everyone has their own unique style, everybody is unique. Carolina, I must say,
has proved that it isn't what you are that counts, it's what's inside.

Likes:
Always keep an open mind and a compassionate heart.

WIP

Dislikes:
Change brings opportunity.

WIP

History/Background:
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.

The soft, warm world in which Carolina was used to slipped away immediately, revealing a terrible one-
it was the coldest place she had ever been in after the 9 warm months in her mother's stomach. She
snuggled up next to her mother's belly, sucking greedily.The soft voice of her mother broke through to
her delicate ears as she whispered a lullaby, a sweet one that sang about a newborn and her mother.

Carolina bounded away from her mother, a beautiful Monarch butterfly swooping in the air above her
head. "Don't stray to far, Carolina!" her mother called to her. "I won't, I wouldn't!" she replied reassuringly.
Letting the Monarch drift away from her, Carolina padded into her favorite patch of brambles where it
was the most dark, a perfect place to sleep. Feeling tired, Carolina drifted to sleep happily, dreaming
about flocks of butterflies picking her up into the air, and out of the hollow...

"What's going on?"
"Shhh, little one..."
"Mommy, is that you?"
"Yes, but keep quiet."
"Okay!"
The darkness engulfed the pair, wrapping around them like a thick blanket. The scent of blood drifted
past them, causing Carolina to shudder. Suddenly, a door opened on the opposite side of the room and
a faint, weak light shone against an eerie figure. The figure, obviously human, clicked a few lights on
and Carolina breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she looked at her mother.


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I am looking to adopt...

 

Kennel number: 
p21

Name: 
Felix 

Breed: 
Anthro Wolf

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: 
I would like him because his design is phenomenal! I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. I absolutely love everything about his especially his colors! I will do anything I have to for him! 

Personality: 
Avery social wolf,Felix loves to be around others although he doesn't like big groups. He is a sweet and loyal boy who will do anything for his friends. He is a very touchy person. He's very passive preferring not to fight but will when needed. Felix is A very artsy person with a creative mind. He thrives on activities always full of energy. Sitting still is not his Strong point, he's very jittery and is always on the go,always wanting something to do. He is a nature lover, believing nothing deserves to be killed. 

Likes: 
Boxing, Drawing,Painting,walking through the park, friends, music, dancing, animals, nature, bike riding, men and females(bisexual), vegetables, running, gymnastics, free running(parkore)

Dislikes: 
meat(he is a vegetarian), large crowds, trains,trucks/cars,planes, silence, sitting still, reading, fighting

History/Background: 
Felix came from a very loving and active family. He grew up with his father saying "Tv rots your brain go out and play". So Felix was outside as much as possible doing whatever he could. He would do anything from walking to gymnastics in the park. He grew up on a farm living the animals. He never let his father of mother kill any of the animals. Felix desiderata to move off his families farm after his goat marigold died. He now lives in a small town doing everything he can to keep himself busy.

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Other:
 Favorites
Food: vegetable stir fry
Pass time: painting/drawing
Activity: boxing
Animal: Goat
Drink: lemonade
Music: county
Song: safe and sound- Taylor Swift
Color: Teal
Season: Spring
Plant: Fern
Time of day: mid afternoon 
Flower: Tiger lily
Sport: hockey

[MirrorMask]

I am looking to love adopt

}"I don't know who to trust anymore; my heart or my head."{
Kennel number:.:p126:.
.:name: .:mathias:..:breed:.:25%Dansk/svensk gårdshund/25% Jack Russel Terrier/25% Karelian Bear Dog/25% Brittany Spaniel:..:age:..:5 years old:..:song:..:save the world:..:quote:.Don't worry your hero in here~

.:why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:.

.: lovely, all I can say is how lovely the his design.The brown stands out of the white making it pop and eye catching, which I like in most of my characters. No matter if there natural or not still have a design unique to them is what I look for if I'm adopting, something that say "Hey look at me!" I also rather surprised no one else went for this boy, really surprise actually. Through it's a bad thing, sine I'm not a big fan of competition because then it makes me feel like I'm under pressure. Also, when I lose I get upset because there really isn't a next time. Character designs or unique you can't copy or remake them {unless their yours and your updating them} it a one time thing. But what can you do that's life any way ramble ramble, This boy is like the runt of the litter nobody wanted him but me and the runts always make the best "pets", so I don't mind. And I'll love him down to every bone. He also gave me a excuse to use the name Mathias, which I very happy about {fangirling}:.

.:personality:.

.:mathias is very .:hardworking:. probably becuase of his genes, all of his breeds where working dogs {believe it or not} and mathias wants to please his master or who ever is in charge. He is a try hard and a overachiever but he loves their excitement and happiness afterwards. He thinks it makes it worth while.So no matter if a job is impossible he will try his best to get it done.He enjoys his work as while so it's not as bad, going into the woods where his ancestors once ran and chasing down one of North America's most feared hunter; the bear. It's an rush and very exciting for him seeing that he gets easily bored and has a serious case of ants in his pants {or fur}. When Mathias isn't on the job he can get .:easily bored:. Mathias is hyper it's hard to kept his attention on something for to long, and if he is left alone he get bored quickly and become very destructive in order to entertain himself.Believe it or not when he was a puppy he didn't behave like this he was shy and kept to himself guess hes making up for his "bad" childhood.Through Mathias is easily bored he can listen to what someone has to say and is very.:understanding:.Mathias can read a situation and react orderly, he understands what going on he will try to help but help isn't always welcomed.This may seem a little to human but Mathias is a human stuck in a dogs body.He wishes he was human so he can slap his owners in the back of the head for being so stupid. He the only one of the farm who everyone goes to for advise because he he understands or tries to on some cases {like love or relationships}. Mathias is .:territorial:. and isn't a fan of having "visitors" on his land. He will be skittish towards you until he he feels your OK, through if he doesn't feel like your OK, he will show his feelings towards you aggressively.Being territorial is in many a popular trait in dogs especially males. What makes Mathias different is that his territory is popular 10x that of an average suburbs dog he has acres of land that is his to patrol and mark, through he has to share it with some of the other male farm dogs it's still his because he is the one who takes care of it the most and treats it as if it was alive {which it is cause it beaming with "life"}. So new comers have to go to him first to get his approval or else. Of course Mathias is a very .:playful:. fellow probably because of his Jack Russel genes. He enjoys playing {probably because of his high-strung nature}and loves to make others happy through he can be bother nudging and barking at your until you finally agree to play.He doesn't have a favorite game either, just if you up and running with him will make him happy.Through he still enjoys a game of ball or a stick being throw he really doesn't care as long as your by his side and plan to stay there <3:.

Likes:

Mathias likes no loves .:children:. because really the only ones who can keep up with him. He loves their high sprints and never ending smiles it makes him happy and his masters happy , which then makes him even more happy that he is pleasing his masters. He also likes having their company and they're constant talking poruing all their emotions to him telling him everything, it makes him feel human and welcomed in the family. He loves the kids and will protect them to his last breath. Mathias also enjoys.:hunting/running:., when he is hunting or running he feels free and wild just like his ancestors. He enjoys freedom especially since he called a "pet". But he feels wild as if he is entrancing the steps of the wolves that once roamed here, he feels a connection something explainable. Hunting and running also helps him release any stress or anger that he has, so he can go back to the farm and be him not some angry monster, that nobody wants to talk to. Like most animals especially dogs {from what i seen} they love.:"human" food:. and Mathias is no exception."Human" food is the best food in the world to Mathias, beats kibble in a land slide. He loves it when the young boy of his family feeds him from the table, even vegetables are good through they aren't the best there still salty and full of different and unique tastes. He favorite is streak, rare streak, he loves it and whenever it's cooked he always begs for the scraps or fat. Which he does receive and happily takes. The last thing Mathias likes is .:meadows:. Beautiful and peaceful place, loves to run in the flowers sending birds and butterflies to the sky in a flutter of wings and color.{yes he can see in color, i hate trying to describe the places and things in black and white, makes it boring in my opinion} Meadows are his safe haven and paradise,he could spend hours in one just laying down and napping. He also meet many interesting creatures in the meadows who told him many and many things of the land beyond the farm. Mathias also been curios about going "outside" but never done it in fears of never returning plus he hurt the kids in doing so. Whenever a friendly stray or timid wild animal is nice enough to talk in the meadow, Mathias cannot help but to ask of their tales of the outside world:.

Dislikes:

Mathias hates .:bears:. after all he is part Karelian Bear Dog he has a natural hate to bears and has been to train to kill/scare them. So the farm is protected and bears in towns and cities learn to stay out. The major reason why he dislikes bears is because they are lazy and mean. They march around and act like they our everything and kill people because they got in your way? Whats the point, they should know human senses are the worse. They really drive him nuts and he takes pleasure in their removal. Mathias does not like.:guns:., although he is a hunting dog guns do scare him, he hides his fear in order to please his master. If he didn't he book it when a gun shot. Guns scare him of how quick they kill it's almost inhumane. He amazed but to the point where he fears it and fears the day where it may be used on him. He sometimes has nightmares about getting shot. Another thing Mathias dislikes is.:ticks/fleas:.,since he always out and in the wildness, ticks and fleas are common and annoying . He hates the fact these little pest are running all over him and taking his blood without his permission and he cannot do anything about it,makes him feel valuable and he doesn't like that. He suppose to be a proud and outstanding hunting dog not some mangy stray covered in illness. How disgusting. Lastly Mathias does not like .:horses:.Horses always are mean to Mathias telling him to go away or just drop dead, for no reason {other then horses thinking dogs as wolves ,they want them as far away as possible.} ,some even kick and bite him, he hates that he isn't allowed to hurt them back he simply has to suck it up and walk away. Do remember Mathias acts like a big puppy so he can pout like one too lol and he will pout all day till he gets his way.

.:his favorite story:.

}"What do you mean a bear in town?" one of the two men asked curiosity and fear lingered in his voice.
"I mean't what I said, cops been going wild from calls." the other man answered back to his friend, rolling his eyes as he did in a bitter annoyance. "Really," the first man continued he shook his head and made tsk sound of disapproval."i'll take your word for it." "Should of just trusted me the first time." the other man replayed back still annoyed in his friend. "Whatever," the other man replied "sounds like this is a job for our Matty here." a faint grin came to his face "Let's drag in the money shall we" The other man justed nodded his head flipping threw the papers of the towns newspaper rereading old articles. His hand brushed over one in pretructile. It headline labled Mathias the Magnificent his smiled got wider as he reread the story in his head. Mutt saves his master children from dangerous blood thirsty male grizzly

"Indeed my old friend, indeed" he finally replied "Tell the boys to get him will you?" "Of course you,....reamiss" the other man laughed he began walking towards the door his footsteps caused the old floor to creak with every step. "You make me sound so much older" The man chuckled "That's because you are dad, now don't stay here to long mom will worry ok?" "Yes yes; last time i remeber you where the child?""Hmm whatever" and with that the boy left the room the door softly closing behind him. The older male lowered his paper peeking out the window the sun was still high in sky close to it's highest point. "Still got a lot of light knowing him he'll find that bear in no time" more last chuckled before silence filled the room.{


I knew I was being called,yet I didn't turn to the voice I just laid in my tight ball in the damp cool barn. My very good hearing had helped me listern to the whole convestion.Hm, does sound like a job for me being it bear and all.maybe later.I turned onto my back lifting my paws into the air and licking my chops.or maybe after they feed me I thought, I really wanted break to play with the kids or even better head out to my meadow to jump around in the flowers.The tulips probably sprouted too. I was very tempted to book it out of here, but i probably be caught by my bosses and then carried off to the newest job. I did not want that,better say in here for a little.

"Matty!" "Ah there you are boy, here!" Dang it i opened my eyes and tilted my head to the side to see the man calling me. "Sleeping when we got business,bad boy!" Yeah whatever! i snarled within my head.go choke on something. i turned to the side the man was tsanding which was my right.Places my paws on teh soild ground i pushed up on to all fours and padded over to the man.Weakly shaking my tail "that a boy." the man said. that a boy, my- I said back. "No time for chit-chat, doggy we gotta go big job today!" the man yapped.

Lies, probably a black bear stuck in a tree again My mouth widen into a yawn showing my boredom of this incoming "important" job; the last time i had important job was when the kids where trapped by the female grizzly. Humans getting their stories confused again, saying it was a male a blood thirsty when it was not the children had gotten in the way of her and her cubs i merely stepped n and explained it to her the best i could. She was very confused and stress but eventually her and her cubs where reunited. Those kids all ways causing me trouble but now tehir grow up, i mean tehy wrent that young when i was a pup but they're matured would be teh better word. Two married teh third living he still refusing to let the old man to stay by himself. By himself my mouth closed i was following teh male human merely following by my very keen sense of smell. My mouth formed into a doggy smile, the wife died gosh how could i even forget that?! i lowly growled at my self making sure the guy in front of me didn't hear. I quickly shook my head i couldn't get hung up on something like that especially that i'm on the job. I released a simply sigh and lifted my head semi proudly still the unsureness crossed my face, i just couldn't hide it.

Matty~ I cocked my head towards the female voice, a smile slowly climbing on to my face Ello love~. Fur smashed into mine and i enjoyed the extra warmth.I looked down, the female looked up at me smiling her two toned eyes twinling like stars. She back up and stood muzzle to muzzle. Her white color hat spatters of brown,gray,black like it just dripped of an arist paintbrush. She bore a red orange and yellow stripped collor with a black bell was place in the middle. It rung every time she moved and shone just like her eyes blue yellow eyes.

So gonna go save the world? she smiled again making me grin even wider, i pressed my nose into hersOh of course, you know beating bad guys the unusual i laughed rolling my eyes when i spoke, she chuckled her face still plaster with a smile.Thats-"When i said there no time fro chit-chat Matty, i wasn't lying" i heard a annoyed voice crackle. I felt a hand wrap around my me and lifted me up.I squealed and struggled but eventually stopped i knew there was no way i could get away.I didn't know superheros squeal like pups~ she giggled her ears sightly flopped.

That's becuase there not as cool as me~ i winked trying to reclaim my cool See you later babe~ i finsihed befroe being showed into the back of a pick up truck.She merely laughed once more before mouthing a bye truning and walking way back to the farm house to lay in the A.C and shade. Lucky she got to say in a cool house and i had to say outside in the heat How wonderful, she lucky she's pretty, I couldn't help but to chuckle at the last part. I laid down on sticky hot leather and closed my eyes the heat in the truck was unbearable. I heard the door on my left and right open two more dogs joined me . I knew another one or two trucks would hold another three dogs for this hunt which probably wasn't even that bad. This ride was going to be long,hot and ever so annoying.Better catch up on my sleep with that i was asleep wouldn't last however.

When I re awoke, whcih was roughy 10 mintuens or so later, I heard five noises:
1)Gun shots
2)Barking
3)Hissing
4)Bear roaring
5)Human shouting.

What in the world was going on? I satup trying to look outside the dirty windsheild confused wrapped my face. I stood up making my way from teh back seat to the front seat. I stuck my head out of teh open window and quicky saw of seem of mass cofnustion. A grizzly was in a firce battle with a lynx, a lynx of all things compelting getting himslef beat by the little thing. The humans hands where busy with betting or dogs, and gun shots eailer where cheers and a misfire. If i only had hands i face palm right now I shook my head jumping out teh window to join the mess. I walked towards the people watching and sat in front of them. So, whatcha you two doing? i barked and recived a very dirty look from the little lynx.

Oh nothing much! Just enjoy life you? the lynx replied as he fought quicky doging the bears massive paws Just watching you~ i commented laying down watching very in pure boredom.The little lynx snarled at me and then returned to the bear asking You gonna watch or help?Depends you want help, you look like your doing fine, i mean defensively. i replied my eyes shuttered closed but everything else was very very awake.Oh how i starting to hate you~ he replied ratherly happly.

Hasn't been the first time i hear'd something like that. I chuckled standing up i yelled at the bear Hey you! Pick on someone you own size! The lynx saw his chance and darting away from the much larger bear right towards me and under me and past me. Oh how amazing. I looked up and saw the bears full attention on me. He made the first move smacking me like a doll. Ow i snarled after tumbling i stood or tried my legs hurt and my head even more. Teh bear charged at me again. I heard a shot and saw it enter the bear but it didn't do nothing the bear didn't even flich he just keep joing smashing me he took his paw of my probably broken back and smacked me again sending me tumbling towards the side of the road. My head leaned towards the end and my eyes fumbled open Cliff really? i sighed as i eyed the big big drop down. Great Imma die i chukcled lol what? I titled my head watching more bullets enter the bear and leave. He kept walking towards me and than began to run faster and faster, until he was almost on top of me. Sike i stood up dodging the bear going threw his legs and nipping at his back legs, he jolted forward and on teh cliff. I stepped forward and giggled You good?

I knew an answer wasn't coming back, i merrily cracked a wolfish grin and turned around. To the yowling red necks, they seemed to be over joyed in not doing a thing. I took this as my chance and quick bolted after the lynx following after his scent. His movements where fast and zigzag like he was trying not to get trialed through it didn't help the scent was still there if it was raining it be a different story the scent would get jumbled and i would have lost him. But it wasn't so i was safe. I was careful with my steps, and i continually stepped on twigs and dried leafs probably scaring the lynx further further away. But acutally i was wrong.

Why are you following me? his little voice boomed, it turned toward him, his little body brown with white markings an earring of some sort in his right ear.His gold orange eyes staring me down. Wanted to ask you a few things i barked Being? he quickly replied back. 1) You hurt 2) What were you thinking? 3) Where are you form cause it sure ain't here. i snarled, the little guy was going to get on ,my nerves. Hopefully not through i didn't feel like engaged in a yelling match that just wasn't me. My question is do i have to answer? he asked his eyeslids halfway shut. Cocky arent we? i growled the hair on the back of my neck started to stick up just answer them i finished with a bare of my teeth. Ok not need to become a angry he hiss putting back his ears in annoyance. ,no, i don't know and I'm form Europe. he finished giving a short sigh of annoyance. Now was that hard? i cracked a satisfied grin i knew you weren't from here you sound kinda Russian, are you? He shurged Really not sure, i been all around Europa, Russia was one of places i been. he purred as if he were proud of himself. Hmph, a traveler, what brings you to the U.S? i cursorily asked. Not much, kinda got here by mistake gonna stay through, it's different here. he purred his eyes had shimmer. I didn't ask more, i stood up and walked back to the humans ready to leave.

Where are you going? he asked but i ignored he increasing my speed so it seemed like i didn't hear him, but i heard the soft crunching of leafs behind me and sharp "Hey!" but i keep padding on keen on forgetting this and taking a break from jobs. My back hurt and felt like it was shatter in seven different places. But pain stung up threw my back leg and i yelped turning with a teeth bare at whoever bite me. The little lynx release my leg and growled Finallyannoyance sent his voice a little higher than usually where are you going?! he yapped acting if he was my mother. Back home i answered why you wanna come? i asked Maybe he purred rubbing against my hurt leg. Shock and surprise jolted threw my body. Maybe? i stumbled out. Yesh he said i need a guide and you'll be it~ he smiled. Your not doing it for that now are you? i mumbled out trying not to bite his ear off. Maybe~ he chirped. That's your favorite word isn't it? i snapped back. Maybe~ he purred back. I sighed and kept walking i motioned for him to follow.

Mental Note: DON'T help animals in trouble, especially annoying little lynxes.

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