Characters of All Sizes Sanctuary [Revived!/OPEN]

[ɾïṿεṉḋεll]

Username:
The Maurader's Map
Kennel #:
Kennel number 30
Why I want this Character:
Why wouldn't I want this little beauty? She's absoloutly amazing, and one of the most gorgeous I've ever seen. I want this character because she seems to just speak to me. I was scrolling down through the available characters, and I saw her. She lept out of the screen at me, this little girl is just so beautiful. These adoptables are gorgeous, and I'm surprised that they don't have more stalkers, but I'm sure that'll change in a little itty bitty bit. This wolf also reminds me of myself a little, but I don't really want to explain it all since it's super personal and I don't really want to post it here; but she has many of the things that I do; my eyes and her eyes are the same color, and we both seem a little mournful. My friends say I always look like I'm about to cry, and so does she -in my opinion. Mainly, I love her because she seems so powerful, silent, strong, and a little sad. Beautiful.
Name:
Starshine
Age:
Two years of age
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Starshine is rather silent and plainly obediant, though dignified and holding an almost soldier-like posture, but not one of a commoner, one of a general. Quiet and well thought out, she scans everyone before letting them close to her, to make a point. Though she may seem cut off and reserved, Starshine is actually quite sweet and sympathetic to others, and she never has any reason to hurt the anyone, but does act as if they aren't there and that she lives in a private world. But, however, she is very strong-willed, and usually consents to have her own way. Around friends and close ones, Starshine is very relaxed and funny, which some find surprising if they only saw the female that they thought that they knew, but it is really just a mask that is worn to mask inner turmoil and duty. She sometimes seems to by almost shy, but glaring defiantly out at anyone who appears to seem disturbed at her behavior. Every now and then, Starshine will melt away into the shadows to think and reflect; this usually happens at night, or later evening so that she can rethink the day and see what she could do better with tomorrow.

Agile and swift, Starshine is not a lax and lazy wolf, but rather ridgid and slightly strict with her regimin. She can run very fast, dodge trees that seem to pop up out of nowhere, and of course, save a life with her amazing leaps. That is her most amazing physical trait, Starshine can leap as if she had wings; both parallel to the earth and vertically, jumping for the sky, the sun and the moon. She is very spiritual, and meditates for long periods of time when she has nothing to do, most often this is when doesn't have to be on her toes constantly. Someone else may have her back, or everything is so crowded that she needs to take a minute to pause and relax; as while she may be a good and alert wolf, she agrees that there is such a thing as overworking, and knows she must be in top physical and mental form if her loved ones are to be safe and sound, and able to sleep peacfully in their den while she watches the night like a silent, ghostly sentry. A major flaw in Starshine's personality is that she is very opinionated and sometimes doesn't know when is the right time to be silent, and when is the right time to be free and loud. She can also be a little too persistant, which can be annoying.
History:
The black and white young wolf raised her head. Something was wrong. She didn't know what it was, but it was a deep hurt. Lifting her body on slim legs, feet wavering, afraid of what was ahead. Well, better to be killed a warrior's death than one of a cowering snivelus. Gritting her teeth, Starshine crept forth, one step. Two. Three. Many more. A soft voice sounded behind her,
"I wouldn't do that if I was your, you will only find pain if you view that scene," and like a lady, Starshine lept into the air in fright, swirling around and gracefully landed on her 'attacker'.
"What do you want?" she growled, leaping away as if she had just landed on a squirming nest of maggots. The male was. . . there and not there. He was clearly there, he was standing just to her left. But, he was transparent and the slightest shift in light rendered him invisable. "What are you?" Starshine asked, not caring about being kind and manerly at this point. He smirked.
"You really don't know, Starshine?" She shook her head, feeling stupid. He grinned. "I suppose that that's for the best, my dear. The truth would make you afraid of me, and I don't want that. Yet," Turning away from him, Starshine sniffed,
"I suppose that it makes you feel secure, knowing who you are. It's a great thing, you know," came her sneering reply. Laughing.
"It is, Starshine. Lucky for me, I know who you are too," But one should never underestimate the power of a smallish female wolf, especially when one's target is unprepared. Landing in a heap behind him, Padme raised herself off the ground. He had vanished.
"Where are you, you coward! Stand and fight me, you pitiful excuse for a wolf!" She roared angrilly into the great big nothing. A deafening silence followed her outburst. Flinging herself onto the ground, Padme pushed her head fur out of her eyes, letting the cool breeze wash over her like a wave, calming her sudden anger like water on a fire.

Sighing, the wolf stood and padded slowly into the clearing where the spirit had told her not to go. One step in, and a box dropped from the canopy of leaves, and Starshine was trapped. Thrashing about, she spewed the most vile words that came to mind, as something sharp pricked her rump.

Everything
Went
Black.

Waking up in a cage. Being fed. Sleeping. Flat faces looking at her. Talking in a strange garbled way. Where was she? Then, Starshine saw the sign, and understood. The Pound. He was right. She would never get to the wild again. Dipping her head, Starshine acknowlaged that he was right.
Art:
I've put it at the bottom, is that okay? :3
Other:
No, I think that's it c:

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[ika;]

Username: Ikaaaaaaaaa
Kennel #: 41 & 42

Why I want this Character: Well, first of all, I adore rabbits- so it was natural that these two stood out to me. I love that their designs are so natural, but they stand out; the earth tones really suit them both. I'd really like to have them, because I think I can offer them both a loving home where they will be noticed and admired; each having regular art. I would also try to write for them, as I do with all my characters. They'd have their own posts on my character thread [link in signature], and I may roleplay them if I can find the right one for them <3

Names: Cinnamon & Calista
Genders: Male & Female

Personalities:

Cinnamon is valiant, strong willed and very sweet. He is not shy of being violent when the cause is right, but needs to be pushed into it as he's generally very peace loving. He can be stubborn but his dedication is beyond recognition. He has a deep hidden strength that can rival that of the entire group, and Cinnamon tends to close himself off. He isn’t very talkative and so he usually is just seen staring into space when he is either paying complete attention or is lost in thought. He is very kind and always is the better “man” when under the situation. He also has difficulty speaking with the opposite sex, or rather has the words but nothing usually leaves his mouth giving him the label of the “Strong Silent Type”. He's a lovable, easygoing lad who seems to breeze through life like nothing bothers him most of the time, however. A very inquisitive, mischievous personality [around those he trusts], he's the first to stick his nose in where it doesn't belong, or start trouble of one kind or another. Saying this, he's never spiteful or malicious, and will not intentionally cause harm when he and his friends are safe. He's very loving, and has a tendency to 'look after' his close friends, and will protect them from anything he deems harmful.

Calista is a level headed, calm female with the handy ability to think logically and evenly through situations. She doesn't let petty emotions get in the way when making a decision. She has leadership issues, however, and often thinks that she could do a better job. Don't get her wrong- she isn't smug, but she does have problems with authority. She's a bit of an unknown; and is very in touch with herself. Calista has this knack of speaking, but not giving anything away. She's careful, always thinking. She can come across as a bit intense, but people look to her for reassurance, as she's so laid back he's practically horizontal.

History:
Art: (Can be visual art or literary art [aka a poem/song/short story]) Must be made by you, no linearts, arts, or writings by other people
Other:

WIP

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[.kestral]

Username:
Kestral&Leo
Kennel #:
33
Why I want this Character:
I am really saddened by seeing Silver still here, I stalk this place looking for a chance to adopt and everytime I see him my heart skips a little. I have been tempted to go for him many times but seeing him still stuck here now has made me decide it is time. He needs some love!
Name:
Silver
Age:
4 - Canine
19 - Anthro/Human
Gender:
Male
Personality:
- Quiet
- Friendly
- Smart
- Loyal
- Brave
- Polite
Silver is overall a really nice guy, he is never unkind to anyone and is normally the one trying to prevent fights or arguments. He lives in a pack, even if sometimes it doesn't feel much like one. He loves his friends, his companions and everyone else around him. Even people who try to anger him seem to get put down by his response, he is just hard to dislike. He sometimes gets accused of looking feminine and having a girly name but he doesn't care and pushes the insults to the side.

History:
Silver was born in the pack, just like his friends except his parents weren't pack members. His father was a loner and his mother a rogue. Both were being hunted and feared for there sons safety and so they left him in the pack knowing he would be safe. Silver has had a good life, he was taken in by a caring couple and raised alongside there pups.

Short Stories From His Life:
It was cold, my fur as ruffled by the cold wind as we lay in the den. My foster parents were curled around the three of us but as I lifted my head I could see that all five of us were awake. My foster parents looked at each other before uncurling and nudging us lightly.
"Go see" said Butterfly softly and the three of us, Me, Snitch and Cinder padded out. The ground shocked us, it was white. Covered with icy crystals. They were cold and wet to touch and the floor beneath them was slippy and cold. We played in the white stuff, Axel called it snow, for hours. It was fun, even if we did end up drenched afterwards. The other pups from around the pack joined us as well. It was amazing.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Thunder, lightning, rain, all a key part of life. Storms are beautiful but what is better is watching them while sat on a hill with the one you love. Century, I don't know how I lived without her. I loved her, can barely remember a life without her. She is my heart, she tore it from my chest and held it in her paw. I can't believe it, I am sat on a hill with her, just us, she has agreed to be mine, forever. Love. So beautiful.

Art: (Can be visual art or literary art [aka a poem/song/short story]) Must be made by you, no linearts, arts, or writings by other people
Other:

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[Squishy Fishy]

Username: chinchillaqueen
Kennel #: 15
Why I want this Character: She is flipping adorable! very unique and colorful. She reminds me of a fiesta XD
Name: Pinata
Age: 1 month old
Gender: female
Personality: Pinata is weak and overly sensitive. She is the runt of her litter, and has 11 litter mates.
She, however, loves to play games that aren't rough. She is smart and kind, but can be rude and spoiled.
History: She was born to a wolf named Maya. Her Father is named Zombie Rib.
Being so young, she doesn't have much about her yet, but she is lives in a world with extremely intelligent animals.
She currently lives with her mom, dad, and siblings.
Art:
Tiny paw on me,
My daughter has found the key,
to my heart and soul,
tiny as a mole,
but as bright as a rainbow,
her personality never makes me feel low!
(sung by her mother)
Other: N/A

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[OctiP]

Username: AntelopeShortbread
Kennel #: 15
Why I want this Character: Because Its the cutest thing ever!
Name: StarBlaze
Age: 3
Gender: Female
Personality:
WIP
Art:
WIP
Other:
Hope I get her

[stocking]

Username:stocking
Kennel #: 13
Why I want this Character:this character is amazing i just..love it i find it outstanding.
Name:charm
Age:2
Gender: female
Personality:loves the life of a love song she sing to her heart demands , is and amazing performer and when shes not so joyful and singing shes not so peaceful she sits under a cherry tree and looks at the clouds all day.

Art: wip
Other: i emtremly hope i win her and i will never use her as a back ground character.

[Jinhwan - LEFT]

Finally done my form. When's the next code drop?

[.kestral]

Bump?!

[ika;]

Changed who I'm entering for, and edited my adoption post :3

[Lioness626]

Username: Lioness626

Kennel #: 30

Why I want this Character: She is very lovely, and looks almost spiritual. Her markings appeal to me, instead of being plain, they are ghostly, otherworldly. I would love to be able to try ad recreate her design in art, but doubt I could do her design as well as shown here.

Name: Soul

Age: You should never ask a woman her age! Shame on you!

Gender: Female

Personality: Fiercely independent, Soul hates orders. She will stand firm under pressure, never giving in to what someone else wants. Better hope she always keeps her honour, or things could go bad quickly for anyone nearby. Her black fur does not represent her soul, it is quite the opposite in fact. The white marking show her pure heart, her fierce determination. The black fur merely hows the horror of hr past, the darkness that surrounds her.

History: Unlike many canines, Soul is not loyal to a pack, weather human or canine. A rogue, she lives by her own rules, making them up as she goes along. Her rules are few, but her code of honour never fades. Hurt no innocent, kill no one. Never attack unless provoked. This code was formed when just a cub, as a menacing male murdered her father for the right to lead. From there, everything went downhill. Fear ruled, the male ordered mass killings, females were kept locked away in caves, secluded from the world. There, in the face of all this horror, her code of honour formed. But how did she come to be a rogue, without a pack? Find out...

Art: would usually draw, but bad internet, and mouse not drawing pad, (on holiday) so will attempt a short story for you today. Bear with me please, not that good at stories... Back now
From the pitch black hole that made up the entrance to a cave - the jail of a small female wolf - cries could be heard. Into the dark, terrifying world that her lands have just become. So distraught over the death of her mate, the alpha male, this little cubs mother went into labour a few weeks early - vital weeks the fragile cubs needed. Born in the gloom, they face the possibility of never seeing daylight. What will they do? How will they survive?

Four pups were born on that dreaded day, three the usual shades of brown and grey, but one, a female pup, stood out from the rest. No doubt about it, her fur was pure black, darker than night.Only a few faint markings stood out, white, glowing markings, illuminating the dank cave. The faint glow was enough to show the poor, defenseless pups the face of their mourning mother. For in her eyes, this young female was the exact copy of the lost mate, the pups father. No doubt about it, the new alpha would hate the reminder about the old alpha, and her appearance would likely bring hope to the wolves - hope of the old alphas line returning to power.

In desperation, the mother began to whisper to the pups, the special female in particular, while she dropped them all in a patch of mud near the underground stream. Coating them in this mud made them all unrecognizable. Four identical pups now stared at her in the gloom. This disguise would not last, but would have to do for now. For at that moment, another wolf approached the cave, to see how many new wolves would be added to the pack.

Art:
Lineless fail, Lines/no shading version
Can't see me!

Other:

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