Which pup do you want?:Mother, or number 1. ^^
What would you name it?:Phicellia
(Fee-Cell-Ya)
a.k.a. Love
What would its gender be?:Female >w<
Why do you want it?:I would love her because she is simply stunning. Her colours are very regal and her design seems well-thought of. I have an attraction to markings like hers. x3 Also, the fact she has one of those earring thingy that has that chain thingy gives me a rebellious impression. Well, I'd say she was more like, rebellious on the outside, innocent and pure on the inside. A sort that doesn't express their feelings well. Overall, she's just brilliant!
Also, I'm planning to make a series of the seven sins as my wolves. So far, I've only got little Pride, and he's going to be the first of the seven. I plan to make this wolf the sin 'lust' but I think I'll tweak it's name a bit to Love instead. Perhaps she should have a normal name to start..
Story:I jumped over a hedge, bounded off a tree and pounced. The deer didn't even get a chance to squeal or increase it's speed before I bit on to it's delicious neck. I could tell I would have a great feast tonight. On my own. I'd always been alone. I tore my clenched jaw from it's neck and it's neck ripped. It toppled to the ground, motionless. I was a ruthless killer. Or I wanted to be. My outer expression didn't change as I stared solemnly at the deer. I couldn't go back in time to save it. And I too, needed to survive.
Thank you for providing me a meal, I thought sadly. The deer's blank eyes stared on at the sky behind me. I looked up and watched as a cloud rolled by. The sky darkened, dimming to a dark blue. Finally, I looked down and dragged it's body to my den.
As soon as the sun set - which wasn't lon, I, who was lying on the ground on my back, playing with my paws, rolled on to them paws and stalked over to the dead deer and bit into it. I hesitated when I heard the padding of paws outside my den. By pure inctinct, I lifted my head and stared at the opening. Nothing seemed to be outside. Reluctantly, I turned back to my meal and nibbled bits of the venison. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something move in the shadows. My heart beat faster. Was I going to die? I looked around, panicked. I turned about and saw... nothing. I took in deep breaths, calming myself. I closed my eyes, then opened them and looked down at the venison.
"BOO!" a playful brute's voice rang in my ears.
I screamed and retreated as a reaction. I leaned close against the wall, standing on two feet, face pressed against the cold, wet wall. A front paw was higher than the other and I watched a brute from the corner of my eye.
"Who are you?" I managed. My heart was beating fast from fear.
"Who're
you?" he asked.
"A certain wolf," I replied, annoyed. My heart calmed a bit, but I was still in a state of shock.
"Then so am I," he replied, smirking.
"I'm Phicellia," I grumbled. I really wanted him to get out of my den.
"I'm Pride." He stood regally on the spot.
"Get out of my den."
"
Your den?"
"Yes,
my den."
"Never. It's mine," he growled. I pressed myself against the wall harder. This was a new experience for me. A wolf. Not attacking me, but talking to me. When was he going to strike? It had to be after the growl.
"I found it first," I snarled back.
"I had this cave since I was just a pup," he said proudly. "It was my mother's."
"Finders keepers, losers weepers," I yawned. I sneaked a glance at the venison. I was getting hungry from talking to this wolf.
Pride glared at me. He opened his mouth, then shut it again.
"Speechless, are we?" I smirked.
"I..." he began, "I hate you. You're cunning," he groaned. Finally he turned towards the den opening.
"Do leave," I smiled. "Go, go!"
Pride turned to look at me. "On second thought, I think I won't," he smirked back. My jaw dropped.
"Why?!" I almost shouted.
"Because," he smiled. "Have you heard of the 'Seven Sins' humans have?"
"No," I grumbled, reluctant to listen.
"Well," he tapped a claw on the ground. "The seven sins they have are Lust, Pride, Gluttony, Greed, Envy, Sloth and Wrath. Each represent a different personality, obviously."
"And your point is?" I raised my voice. I was getting really impatient. And hungry.
"I want to create a pack of seven wolves," he smirked. "I think it'd be cool. I'd be the Alpha Male, the Pride of a pack, and the other six could be... anything they wanted but the alpha."
"And you want me to join your crazy fantasy," I remarked. I didn't even need to ask.
"Yes," he smiled.
"I'd be Wrath," I said, suddenly excited. This could be fun.
"No," he smirked. "You'd be lust, with your sort of colour and gender.
"But-"
"You agreed to join me," he laughed. "So instead of something so explicit as lust, you shall now hold the nickname of 'Love'."
Art:Phicellia's Ref SheetWhat do you plan on doing with it?:I plan to use her in my new project on the 'Seven Sins'. She'll also be kept in my characters thread and be invited into a new family. ^^
Have you adopted from us before?:Yes, I have. And I adopted Jupiter from here. ^^