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Titans Of Scaralet
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Titans of Scaralet (Or T.O.S.) are very mysterious wolves. The females have five tails of any kind but all of the tail are the same except in color and/or design. The females also have hair that can be any color and any type. On the other hand, males have 3 different tails. The only thing similar about their tails is nothing really unless you use the same design on each tail. All males have manes to show off to the female during mating season. The largest and boldest titans have large majestic wings to carry them about and can be used as a weapon on the battle field. T.O.S.' have extremely large fangs and over time the tend to get bigger and bigger and over lap with their lower jaw. When pups are born they are rather small but get bigger and bigger every few days. Once a pup has reached maturity it must go into the arena and sleigh a saber toothed tiger. If the young adult is successful it gets to keep the tooth as a token and keep it around it's neck as a necklace. After the successful battle between the saber toothed tiger, the young adult gets to choose it own weapon and armor. T.O.S' also have their own companions. Those companions stay with them their whole lives.



All of these pups have been adopted out! Look out for the next litter!

Forms:

Mother.
Now belongs to Dreamcatcher21

1.
Now belongs to Rabbitheart

2.
Now belongs to FourCrosses

3.
Now belongs to Call Me Miss

4.
Now belongs to Snivy.




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Number of Pup:
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History:
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Pup #1
•Has mothers thigh and back design
•Has fathers colors
•Has mothers muzzle design
•Has fathers front leg design
•Has five tails with fathers design

Pup #2
•Fathers colors
•Mother's back and thigh design
•Fathers belly design
•Mothers eye design
•Fathers muzzle design
•Has 3 tails with mothers design

Pup #3
•Mothers colors
•Mothers back and thigh design
•Mothers belly design
•Fathers eye design
•Mothers muzzle design
•Fathers front leg design
•3 tails with fathers design

Pup #4
•Mothers colors
•Fathers back thigh design
•Mothers front leg design under the fathers back thigh design
•Fathers belly design
•Mothers eye design
•Mothers muzzle design
•Fathers muzzle design
•Fathers lower back thigh design on the front leg
•Five tails with mothers design

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Username: Animal Overload
Number of Pup: 4<3
Name: Ovla
Gender: Umm... you said females have 5 tails so female
History: (From her point of view) I looked around a dark forest and I heard footsteps. I hid behind a tree, watching as a huge, black wolf with dark blue markings walked back the tree, growling. The wolf looked a lot like my father. "I gotta find that little, annoying Ovla pup!" He mumbled. "Otherwise I'm dead! He'll kill me if I don't get that brat!" He stopped when he got passed the tree and I. He backed up and walked behind the tree where a was hiding. I shrunk down and an evil look grew on his face. He opened his mouth and picked me up by the scruff. He carried me to a dark red and white wolf. He looked at me with the same evil look the other wolf looked at me with. "Put her down," The red and white wolf ordered. "She's gonna be the best meal I've ever had!" I started whimpering and then my eyes opened. It was just a dream. I climbed to my feet and about that time my mother walked over. "Ovla, today you get your companion," She said. I became exicited, wondering what kind of animal my companion would be. An owl flew in and and perched by my mother. "Meet Kayko," My mother said. "Greetings," Kayko said. I looked at her with a smile. "My name is Ovla," I said. "I'll let you two get to know each other," My mother, walking out of our den.

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Kayko and I had chatted for about an hour about family, friends, our favorite things, and just about everything. Then we started talking about dreams we had. I told her about the dream I had about the two wolves. "Maybe it means something bad is going to happen with your dad," Kayko said. I sighed. "Maybe..."

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That next week, Kayko was proven right. My dad had gotten really sick and died. I was crushed and I wanted to start hunting. Can you believe three month old me caught a rabbit? I had to bite down really hard on it's neck, but atleast I killed it.

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I had to help my mom hunt to feed the both of us until I became a year old and I was ready to fight the saber-tooth tiger. I nervously walked into the arena, shaking. When the tiger was released, I launched myself at it's neck, biting down on it as hard as I could. The tiger kept trying to get me off, but that just made me bite harder. Soon, the tiger weakened and collasped to the ground, but it wasn't dead yet. I kept biting it's neck until it was dead. I smiled from ear to ear, proud of my achivement. Kayko and my mom rushed over, coming to congratulate me. I looked up at the sky, knowing my dad would hae been proud of me.
Story?: Aren't history and story pretty much the same thing?
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[Rabbitheart]

Username: Rabbitheart
Number of Pup: 1
Name: Chanda
Gender: female
History: Chanda take's after her papa, she's his little girl, they share a lot in common, including their ferocity, that's why she was named Chanda, which means fierce. She may not seem like the kind to be able to take down a saber, but she's been training for the day for a long time.
Story?:
"Papa?" Chanda said, looking up at her father.
"Yes dear?" He asked her, smiling at his daughter. She looked so much like him, it was kinda scary. He was afraid of losing her for the saber fights, he knew those could lead to death, but Chanda had insisted that she wanted to have her chance. She wanted to step into that ring and win. She wanted to be the proud wearer of that saber fang, just like her father wore his.
As a pup, Chanda always wanted to be just like her dad, now, even though she still wanted that, she couldn't help but wonder if winning the saber's tooth would have the same meaning for a female as it did for the males. For the males it seemed like a way to show off to the females, get a prospective mate. But what females? Would a male dislike her because she bested the beast and had shown that she was just as strong if not stronger than a male? She wanted to ask her papa that.
"Has a female ever won the competition?" She asked him. He looked at her, solemnly and yet hesitantly, as if not wanting to say.
"Yes." He said, his voice level. "She was my sister, but she was grievously injured and didn't live long afterwards." He said, a tear starting to well up in one of his eyes.
"Papa." Chanda said, looking up at him again. "If I were to win and live, do you think any males will want to be my mate?" She really was worried about this. She wanted to have pups some day and she didn't want the possibility of her winning to make it so that no male would want her.
Her father chuckled, amused. "I think males will line up to be your mate, they'll know their pups will be just as strong as you are." He said, smiling as he took his paw and rubbed her head. "Do you want to train one last time before tomorrow?" He askled her, continuing to smile at her.
"Yes!" She said, becoming excited.
Their training session lasted for several hours and when Chanda's father was sure that she was more than ready for tomorrow, they stopped and rested.

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Chanda turned and looked back at her father and smiled at him. She was a little nervous, but at the same time she was confident that she would come out on top. She'd been training for this her whole life and now, it was time to show the rest of the Titans that all that training paid off and that she was indeed her father's daughter. She flashed a smile at her father and then turned around to face forward, preparing to enter the ring. As the doors opened, she strode confidently into the ring and prepared to face the saber.
Art: I wish I could do art of her. I would honestly love to. ^^;
Other:(Optional) I love her, she's absolutely darling and I love your background on this species.

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[Rabbitheart]

You're welcome. XD And I know, I wanted to write more, but I felt it would make a better cliff hanger if I left it open. ^^; Call me evil and mean, but isn't that how some of the best authors do it? Besides, if I get her, I'll probably finish the story. XD Besides, if you continue with these, I'll be prowling around looking for a good mate or another one and then maybe we'll find out what happens.

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[Rabbitheart]

Thanks you. I can't wait to see the results. :3

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[StarryDust]

Username: Call Me Mis
Number of Pup: 3
Name: Bloodstars
Gender: 3 different tails so male
History:
Bloodstars was young, and strong. He was a good leader. He had a kind heart. He did not have good reputation with many pups, though. As a pup, he was the runt. Despite this, he and his friends were all well together. They went a ways away from other pups, for they would tease and playfight with (often winning over the runts) the runts, but the smaller ones (Lessers, older pups called them oftenly) would still stay in the pupsitters' views and went in a group.
When the runt pups were older, and not like pups as much, they were almost as large as the eldest trainees. They would be decided to start the battle early. One of the smallest runts, a female, got a terrible scar from her fight, but all were alive and mostly unscathed. They still bore some minor large scars, but again, they were alive. Bloodstars chose a peice of black armour with red and silver accents and a small black-handled dagger with a black bet and a red-and-silver sheath to live up to his name, and came out as a good warrior.

Story?: {Diary-like story from Bloodstars' words.} ~

"There I was, the sabertooth hissing and growling only a yard or two away. It's paws lunged every now and then and it's tail whipped, like a huge, thin duckling's feather. It's ribs showed, and it licked it's muzzle and whiskers with hunger. I growled and snarled, but it still circled, planning it's attack. I was ready for anything at the moment.
Suddenly, it pounced at me, and I dodged instinctevly. When it turned, I jumped for it's face, teeth bared. I heard nothing except for me and the cat. The cat hissed and swiped, clawing my right leg and sending me sliding to the left, stunned for the second.
"It pounced again, but I dodged and threw myself to grab it's scruff. It roared with pain and fury, and lashed it's huge claws and paws, yowling as I tore into the back of it's neck. A paw struck the back of my head, but somehow I managed to hold on for the minute I was seeing fuzz. I snapped back and shook again. It yowled and dropped, trying to squish me off. I let go and lunged for the newly exposed throat.
"A deafening yowl broke out, and it's dying paws struggled to push me off. But by then, the sabertooth tiger was too weak, and she turned limp, and her eyes turned off the pain and fury of that moment. Her breathing stopped, and I let go. She still stayed limp.
"Soon I heard faint cheering, but I stared, not focusing on the crowd but the body of the cat. Her golden pelt shimmered and the fluffy white belly was almost intact. The throat had four punctures. My teeth. And then, I gave a short thought.
She should have lived.
"But then the cheering came full on and I turned finally to the ones cheering. And I looked up in the sky and gave another thought.
Be free of pain, saber.
An answer came back.
I am now, Bloodstars. Live your life well as my spirit will now.
The voice faded, and reality came back again. I smiled to everyone and waited for the tooth to be brought around my neck."

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Other: His companion is a young male sabertooth kit named Keeko.