by Tiikeria » Fri May 04, 2012 1:55 pm
by Miakemi » Sun May 06, 2012 7:21 pm
by Junsui » Mon May 07, 2012 2:12 am
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by Miakemi » Mon May 07, 2012 5:21 am
by ChristainAnimalLover » Tue May 08, 2012 9:07 am
by Junsui » Tue May 08, 2012 9:08 am
Miakemi wrote:Adopts will be open when Tiki gets a chance to update the kennels. Feel free to work on a form (in Word/Google Docs/other) while you wait for adopts to be open. Just be sure you've checked the code drop post to confirm the character(s) you like have not been won last round. :)
by Tiikeria » Thu May 10, 2012 2:45 am
This Drop's Star is... wrote:Kennel F29 wrote:Image:
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Name: Tattoo Rat (Please Change)
Gender: Female
Species: Rat
Preferences:
-Keep species
-No major design edits
-No harmful accessories
-Return to PoH if unwanted
-Can be a fursona or related to a fursona if the adopter wants
By submitting this form, I, Miakemi, 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.
I chose this little girl as our star for the simple reason that she has an amazing design that has been sitting here for quite a while. With preferences that are easy to follow, I don't understand why she hasn't found a home yet. She'd make a great companion for any character, or she could be a strong character all her own. Plus, she comes with a couple pieces of art as well; art is getting a lot easer to find for our little rodent friends, so you would have no problem getting art of her.
Let's give her the home she has always waited for and has always deserved. <3
—Tiki
by Miakemi » Thu May 10, 2012 4:35 am
by SpartanAmethyst » Thu May 10, 2012 5:54 am
Introduction wrote:"How may I help you today?"
"I am looking to adopt."
"Alright. Do you have any certain pet in mind?"
"Actually yes, I do."Image wrote:Kennel Number wrote:"What is the kennel number miss?"
"Kennel 137."
"Ah, one of our older charges. He's been here since he was just a little thing."
"I know, it's very sad. What can you tell me about him?"
"What would you like to know?"
Name wrote:"Let's start off small first. Did he come in with a name?
"Let me see.... Ah, yes, here he is. He came in with the name Kalik."
"Kalik? That's actually a very nice name. Does he respond to it?"
"Quite well, actually. He comes every time he's called.'
"I'll keep it, then. Don't want the pup getting confused."
Breed wrote:"Alright, what about his breed? He's not a dog, I can tell."
"He's listed as a Timber Wolf pup, 3 months old. His coloring, though, is a tad bit.... strange, if you will."
"Strange?"
"It isn't natural, let's just put it that way. You'll see him soon and can gauge for yourself. Now let me ask you something..."An Offer wrote:"Why do you want this pup, and what will you do for it?"
"Well, I've actually watched him for a very long time now. He's such a sweetheart with those eyes, and the markings on his sides that look like wings are amazing. I love to come here and look, but I kept passing him only because I figured someone better would come along and take him home since I can tend to get very busy. But this time, since he's still here, I'm putting in my name for him. I have a huge track of land out in the country for him where he can make a home (my character thread) with plenty of companions and anything he could ever want. Art, food, space to run, anything. I feel bad for him just sitting in that kennel wondering what's wrong with him, so I want to be the one to give him the home he deserves."
"...... Alright, we'll give you a chance."
"I still have more questions, though, before I go to meet him."
"Ask away, dear."Personality wrote:"Has your behaviorist already been to see him? That's a stupid question, I know."
"No no, no such thing as a stupid question. To answer it, yes, our behaviorist has seen him many times."
"What about his personality?"
"Ah, Kalik is a complete sweetheart. He's very loving and gentle, even despite how rambunctious he can get at times. He's never bitten anyone, not even in play. He's always happy to see you, tail going a million miles a minute, I swear. He's extremely loyal as well; I'm pretty sure he'd take a bullet for you if it came down to it. He has this strange little quirk, though. Instead of jumping up on you like a normal dog, he tends to bounce."
"Bounce?"
"Yes, bounce. His hind paws remain on the ground, but he bounces on his forepaws, like a polar bear or something!"
"I've never seen him do that. It sounds adorable."
"Oh it is, it's very adorable. Anyways, he's also very obedient for his age, and seems to know a pretty good amount of commands for a puppy. But he has changed from when we first got him, I've noticed."
"How so?"
"Well, when we first got him he was very optimistic. He'd trust strangers at first sight. But now, it seems like he's lost that light in his eyes. He doesn't come to greet people as much as he once did; it's almost like he's stopped believing that there's someone out there for him. Actually, many people have come to look at him before you, but it's always been the same story. His color drove them all away. We had this one family who came in. They had never seen him before, but with the reports from us and the behaviorist made him their dream dog, a perfect match for them. But the moment they laid eyes on his strange coloration they said no. They had been looking for something more "natural". Kalik is very smart; he knew what that meant. Ever since that family he's gone downhill. With so many rejections, he's become very sensitive, and around strangers he tends to be very emotionally unstable. He'll just lay in the room and make no attempt to play, no attempt to win their heart. It's like he's decided he'll stay here for the rest of his life, and no one wants that."
"Will he be alright? It won't affect me adopting him, will it?"
"It shouldn't. I'm sure he'll come out of his shell as he gets to know you; it'll just take time."
"Alright, I'm ready to meet him."
"Give me a few minutes to set up a room dear. In the meantime, here's his folder. It has some additional information you might find useful."The Folder wrote:Kennel: #137
Name: Kalik
Gender: Male
Species/Breed: Timber Wolf
Age: 12 Weeks/3 Mos.
Color: Unnatural
Main:
Dark faded pink
Light maroon
Dusky purple
Markings:
White
Seafoam Green
Eyes:
Seafoam Green
Allergies: Fleas.
Medical Problems: Genetic condition caused by escaped experiments breeding; causes strange, unnatural coloration. None that require treatment.
Behavioral Problems: Slightly shy and nervous; no aggression issues.
Status: Stray- Adoption
Additional Information for the Adopter:
Likes || Dislikes:
Sunrise || Being alone
Starwatching || Complete darkness
Dragonflies and dayflies || Wasps and hornets
Soccer balls || Sticks and brooms
Tiger lillies || Roses, daisiesHistory/The Meeting wrote:Anything in bold italic is memories from his history; everything else is the first interactions.
Features: Salahiel; Tassrah; Ziamlia; Skullduggery.
"Miss?"
"Yes ma'am?"
"He's ready for you."
"Thank you," Amethyst replied, following the woman into the room. As she came into the meeting room, she saw the pup curled up in the corner, staring at her with despressed green eyes. The secretary had been right; he had no life in him. He had given up. Amethyst nodded gratefully and sat on the floor, across the room from Kalik. The secretary walked back to the front desk to greet another batch of potential adopters.
"Hey Kalik," Amethyst crooned. She saw the pup's ear move slightly, as if zeroing in on her voice. But that was the only change. "What's wrong, baby?" She asked. "Come here, I won't hurt you. I promise, you can trust me," she said. Kalik's ears just tilted back and he turned his head away. What reason did he have to trust her? Amethyst looked at him sadly. "Take as long as you need to, Kalik. I'm not giving up on you," she whispered. It was a long moment of silence before she began to sing, and Kalik could feel his eyes beginning to drift shut, the tune soft and calming to his aching heart....
--*--
There was no warmth where he lay. "I knew this was a mistake," the male wolf spoke, his dark pelt riddled with orange markings and numerous scars. "My blood is cursed, and it's passed on to him."
The mother wolf just smiled. "I think he's handsome," she murmured, looking up at her mate. "Just like his daddy." The male wolf smiled back and nuzzled her lovingly, his vivid orange-striped tail whisking slightly to the side.
"He's going to have the same life as I've had, that's what worries me. He can't stay here. I'm afraid your father will kill him; the only reason he hasn't killed me yet is because I'm useful. For now, at least." The female, Tassrah, only nodded sadly. "His sisters will be safe, they look normal. No one will know. But he's in grave danger." The male, Salahiel, watched his mate begin to cry. He sighed sadly. "I know, love, but it's for the better. He'll find a good home. I know where the humans will take him in."
"Humans? But Salahiel, you hate humans," she replied, the tear streaks shining on her dark cheek fur.
"I do," he whispered. "But I hate losing my firstborn son even more. Now hurry, I hear your father approaching. When he asks, I've gone hunting for you." Tassrah nodded, licking the small male pup once before Salahiel picked him up and ran, sneaking out the back of the cavern and into the cold darkness outside. The little dusky pink and purple male whimpered at being jostled, but at least his father's breath kept him warm.
--*--
It wasn't too long after the memory-dream that Kalik awoke. He was alone again in the room. For a moment, his heart stopped. She had cared enough to wait til he was asleep. He jumped up to look out the wrap-around window, spying at her through the shiny glass. He looked just in time to watch her leave. Sinking slowly back down to the floor, he dejectedly allowed the volunteer to carry him back to his kennel. There he laid down again, putting his head on his paws. He whined once then closed his eyes, forcing himself to drift back to sleep.
--*--
Salahiel ran until his legs ached and his chest heaved. Dawn was approaching; he could see it in the stars. But below him was the human farm. He tread carefully, hoping not to alert the border collie. He had just gotten to the door when the growling caught his attention. It was light and feminine.
"Who are you?" The female chocolate border collie growled.
He turned slowly to reveal the puppy in his jaws. Salahiel slowly put it down, noticing she seemed to be nursing. That was a god send. "My pup is in grave danger. You see, I'm one of the experiments that was freed earlier in the year. My mate's pack frowns upon me, and the alpha has threatened to kill any "heretic" pups. And he's one," Salahiel said sadly. "I need someone to take care of him so that he isn't killed. I want my firstborn son to live, not to die because of the curse he inherited."
The collie, Ziamlia, looked down at the pup for a long moment. "As long as this is truth and no trick, I will care for your son. I don't know for how long, but I'll raise him."
Salahiel seemed to sigh in relief. "I'll be forever indebted to you. If you ever need help, howl and I will come. It's the least I can do."
Ziamlia nodded, and the large male wolf bounded off back into the night to rejoin his mate and two daughters. The female border collie watched for a long moment before sniffing the little male pup. "He didn't tell me your name, did he?" She murmured, nudging the pup. He whined, trying to bite at her nose, looking for milk. She smiled. Picking him up gently by the scruff she took him to where her other pups were and happily began to nurse him. He was already one of the family, but apparently her mate wasn't so keen on the idea.
"What is that abomination?" He asked as he entered the stall, where Ziamlia had birthed the puppies and their owners had allowed them to stay. "He smells of wolves," the black and white pure border growled in response to his own question.
"He was abandoned, and he's so young, Rex."
"But a wolf, Zia? You haven't forgotten the hell they put us through, have you?" He asked.
"No, but no one should suffer for their parent's sins," she replied coolly, and she knew no one knew that better than Rex. The male seemed to back off a little bit. "Just give him a chance. I'm sure the humans will want to take him to a sanctuary or such. Everything will return to normal," she whispered, licking his muzzle. And return it did; as the humans came to see the fae and her puppies later that morning, all our little hero could hear were harsh, raised, alien voices. And they hurt his ears and his spirit.
"Look at that pup!"
"It's not one of Zia's."
"Where did it come from?"
"It looks like a wolf...?"
"It needs to go. Now."
"Get it out!"
Ziamlia had the urge to snap at her master's hand, but she knew better. She watched sadly as the humans snatched it away, the strange-colored pup whimpering and yelping. All he wanted was more milk, but that was out of reach now.
The next thing Kalik knew, he was being jostled around, hitting his nose and face on the seats of the family's van as it sped towards the nearby veterinary clinic. He vaguely wondered where he was being taken, but all of his energy had long since been exhausted, and he fell int an uncomfortable sleep....
--*--
The sound of morning feeding woke Kalik, as he found himself back on the cold tile floor of the shelter. Standing wearily, the pupArt wrote:I have art ordered, though I'm afraid it won't be done in time. I'm trying to whip something up myself real quick but with school it's proving difficult.
Some if it has come in, and there's more on the way :3
Ordered from MiniTheFox <3Other wrote:Thank you for the chance to adopt this amazing boy <3
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