[Nimrod97]

Well here is another. Sorta kinda an easter adoptable if you wanna say. Just a random pretty colored design haha.

Its a hawk, the most common Plague hound.


To adopt please fill out this form:

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Name:

Gender:

Personality:

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[rem sleep]

Form Said:

Username: xXxAkumaSoulxXx

Name: Candii ;P

Gender: Female :3

Personality:
*Shy*
*Quiet*
*Clingy*
*Sweet*
*Movies! >:D*
*Curious*
*Drama Queen*
*Lovable*
*:3*
Quirks:
*Snooping*
*Hiding*
*Begging*
*Following People*
*Ninja*
*Always Eating Candy*
*Sleeps on her back w/ her fluffy pink blanket*
*Usually seen with a pink blankie*
*Loves Movies*
Other:

She's.

So.

Cute!!!!!!!!

[Nimrod97]

haha she is cute^^, thanks and nice form

[Mythy]

Username:
.:Myth Lady:. Call me Myth, please!

Name:
Acacia. I feel like it fits her- it's the name of a slightly wacky character in a book I read, and with the odd swirls and designs on her, I feel like it fits perfectly.

Gender: Female.

Personality:
Acacia strikes me as a somewhat scatterbrained PH. She's completely loyal to her Saviour, and would never dream of abandoning her to anyone else, not even a potential mate. Like most Hawks, she's friendly to everyone she meets, but does have a dark sense of humor. Her biggest pet-peeve is her coat- with the lighter design, she isn't able to sneak up on the mice as easily as others might be able to. To compensate for that, she's had to learn to become quicker than others, relying on speed rather than stealth in her hunts with her Saviour. She has a penchant for practical jokes, and, despite her foreboding appearance and mask, she is always smiling.

Quirks:
Acacia has an extreme love of playing jokes on people. She’ll sneak up on someone and pounce, hover over someone’s head and shadow their every move. She also has a love of chocolate and other sweets, especially pastries and cakes. She’ll do anything to get one of the many sick to laugh, feeling like laughter is the best thing she can give someone. She has a problem with accepting praise- she doesn’t like being praised for something that she was born to do, a simple “good job” or “thank you” is enough for her, but any more makes her feel uncomfortable, like she is being patronized.

Other:
Her design is absolutely gorgeous. I will add anything to my form in order to win her, my first Plague Hound. I’ve long admired this adoptables, and hope that this may be my chance to get my own.

[Nimrod97]

Lovely form^^ This competetion will end on the 1st

[Mythy]

Oops, should've edited my form, I go by Myth now.

[Nimrod97]

Thats fine^^

[RaistlinAgaric]

Username: Loki Odinson

Name: Novax (Pronounced as either No-vâx or No-vuh EX)

Gender: Male

Personality: Novax is a hot tempered, loud, and arrogant Plague Hound. While some people hide from their past through silence, Novax hides his past through a mask. No one can tell the horrors he's been through, nor would they want to. Novax's arrogance makes him a difficult person to get along with, and even fewer are able to withstand his quick temper. However, despite Novax's anger, volume, and conceitedness, he truly does care. Novax has taken in stray animals until they were strong enough to care for themselves, and has even shown kindness to humans.

Quirks: 1) Novax's friends all pronounce his name No-Vahx, but when he says his name, he pronounces is No-Vuh_Ex.
2) Novax speaks in a Swiss accent, though he claims he is from Lichtenstein.
3) Despite having wings, Novax is virtually flightless. He is only able to extend his wings and glide for a short time, and this is only when he has reached full running speed and is jumping off of a high place I.E. a cliff, a roof, a high window, Etc.
4) Novax may have been used as an assassin by the humans, as he thinks like killer.
5) Novax's most prized possession is a Sock Monkey that used to be in the care of a human girl that died. He claims the Sock Monkey keeps away the nightmares.
6) Novax has an unnatural fear of doctors, going berserk any time he sees one.
7) Novax will intimidate others by jerking his body very quickly while letting out a fast, high pitch shriek.

Other: I am unable to draw properly on the computer, so I shall write a short story for this beautiful Plague Hound. Scourge is an OC of mine.
Novax was moving slow, Scourge observed. Far slower than the loud hawk Plague Hound normally moved. This worried Scourge greatly. Novax only ever moved slow when he was wounded, and Scourge saw no injury on the hawk's body. After giving the cave that they were staying in a quick survey, Scourge began to near Novax.

"Novax!" He called out softly, hoping not to scare the Hawk.

Novax turned, eyes, despite being blank, still having a look of sadness in them, "Is there something you need, Scourge?"

Scourge touched Novax gently, "Are you alright?"

Novax inhaled deeply, looking like he was deep in thought, "No." He said finally.

Scourge gently lay down and motioned for Novax to follow, "What is wrong? I will listen."

Novax shook his head and made a sudden motion and shrieked, and Scourge backed away quickly.

"Stay away. Now is not the time to speak to me," Novax hissed. Scourge nodded and went to a alcove in the cave, curled up, and began to sleep.

Novax exhaled a sign and sat down at the entrance of the cave and began to think. As his thoughts took a darker turn, the clouds that had been hanging in the air all day began to dump their watery load, matching Novax's mood perfectly.

Thunder struck as Novax stood abruptly and began to run away from the cave. He felt all of his frustration begin to vent as he reached full speed. The barren wasteland that was his landscape made for perfect running. The pace, and thunder, the rain, and the frustration made Novax's adrenaline pump. His breathing became quick and erratic as he neared the edge of a canyon. The canyon was about 30 ft across, and was quite a feat. Nonetheless, adrenaline and speed on his side, Novax reached the edge and a powerful jump launched him off the edge, muscles rippling as they received the power of the jump. Wings extending, Novax soared to the other side of the canyon and continuing his aggressive pace.

Eventually, as with all things, the anger faded and made way for exhaustion. Novax's sprint made way for a gallop, which turned into a canter, which eventually broke into a trot, and ended with a slow, ginger walk. Head low from both physical and mental fatigue, Novax didn't realize he had reached the small town of Pine Valley. When he finally looked up, he saw he was at the burnt house that had belonged to that family with the little girl that had fed him tuna. Whimpering from the rain pelting his fur, Novax walked into the house and went up to the bedroom that belonged to the girl.

When he reached the burned down door, Novax dreaded to look inside. He knew the remains of the family had been removed, but the whispers of the dead still echoed. Finally, after much thought, Novax slid into the room and jumped onto the messy, unmade bed. Lying tumbled over, like it had been completely abandoned, a little sock monkey no larger than Novax's left wing lay in a heap. Tenderly, Novax nudged the sock monkey into a sitting position, where he then curled up around it.

"Good Night," He whispered to it.

[Nimrod97]

Nice forms^^ bump

[Mythy]

Are you judging today, then?

I doubt I'll win, but good luck to you guys!