Pound of Hope [CLOSED PERMANENTLY]

[ki-neko animura]

Please take down Kennel P71, P72, and p131 I am going to find homes for them myself. I feel that may be faster. Thank you though

[Loka]

Congratulations to all the winners :3

Note To Self - After this two forms, I have to work on my other forms :3

♥ I am looking to adopt this wonderful creature ♥





♥ ~ The Kennel Number of this wonderful creature is Common Creatures, P73 ~ ♥



♥ ~ I have decided to name this creature, Honeydew. ~ ♥



♥ ~ [b]Honeydew reminded me most of a male ~ ♥



♥ ~ HoneyDew's Breed is a Canine. ~ ♥



♥ ~ He is Young Adult :3 ~ ♥



♥ ~ Honeydew is an amazing, handsome canine with the charming looks that anybody would fall over instantly. WIP







Art: -

Other: Big WIP x3

[Miakemi]

Kittens of Evil, please do not quote your form. All forms will be collected by code-drop and quoting can make collecting confusing.

[foxfire101]

Name: Lavender
Gender: Female
Species: Tree Kangaroo
Preferences: Only needs to keep species- name and gender can change. Harmless accessories allowed. Needs a home on a thread or site

is this how i adopt
plz reply

[cedaar]

I am looking to love and cherish...


Kennel number-
F59

Name-
Pike

Breed-
Grizzly Bear

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?-
Pike really caught my attention a few days ago while scrolling through the adopts. I rarely ever look in the "freaks" category plainly because I usually don't need any creatures other than the normal cats and dogs. But this time I noticed Pike and immediately fell in love with his design. He really reflects the winters in the north woods with the aurora borealis themed markings. I plan on drawing him and writing him a story, as well as putting him in my character thread. I will order art of him and draw art of him myself.

Personality-
• Solitary • Peaceful • Wise • Noble • Honest •
Pike is solitary bear, living mostly on his own. There are several other bears that live around his territory, but he doesn't mind. He is very docile and submissive, and prefers not to pick fights. He rarely encounters available females, and when he does another male is already ready to fight for her. He is waiting for the perfect female that will chose him on her own, and not have another angry male involved. Pike prefers a peaceful life, and is very wise. Many a creature come his way to ask for his wisdom. He often answers questions with a question, because he believes that only the most noble and honest of creatures can answer them. Pike takes trips to the mountains to think, as he believes the high altitude helps his brain process.

Likes-
• Wisdom • Animals • Mountains • Solitude • Peace • Questions •

Dislikes-
• Unwise • Aggression • Heat • War • Stress • Blood •

History-
work in progress

Art-
work in progress

Other-
none.

[Offended Cockatiel]

I am looking to adopt...

Kennel number: F50

Name:
Roan
Orgin: English
Meaning: Red
Breed:
Solven

Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:
He really captured my attention. For me it had been decided that I wouldn't have anymore equid character, the few that I had were enough, and i've seen many of them but i'd always think I have enough. Seeing him though, I can't help but want to add him to the group, he really fasinaites me...

Personality:

Likes:
Dislikes:

History/Background: The Arabian desert. A colliped of sand, dusk and dawn, and no sign of life in any way. That is to say... the life of this place knows very well how to hide.
And that's how I was taught, it's not as much as hiding but scrounging under the things around you untill all has passed.

I can remember before, in the past when I would hide behind my mother. She was a beautifull white mare, black eyes and black horns she hid well. But I think, the thing that gave her away were thouse wings, large blue wings, that color of the water at it's depths, dark and unerving. So I find myself pondering that I am lucky for not having what she has. But that also includes a child.. yes, I blame myself for my mothers death. I was a child back then, a colt that you mite call.. shy, I was small and fragile and I can remember when I always hid behind her large body, and stared out for what I could see. Back then, the only thing I thought of was sight. How ignorant of me, but I was only a child. I didn't seem to recognise all these scences. Touch, smell, taste, hearing. But mother always told me that I knew the world around me well, even without rcognising it, it seamed so.
Art:

Other: Wip <3

[wishes.]

Kennel number: P.85.
Why do you want these animals? Well, why wouldn't you want them! I was scrolling through P.o.H, and I had to stop, just to go back to see this perfect pair. The design is simple yet eye-catching, and whenever I see them I think 'Katniss and Peeta, Katniss and Peeta!' This unseperable pair would be ALL OVER my character thread, never leaving each others sides, with art, and stories galore!
note;; it never said I couldn't change the names, so I did, but if you do not wish to have their names changed, I can change them back.

You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly
You can be the captain
And I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date

You can be the hero
And I can be your sidekick
You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'

Don't know if I could ever be
Without you 'cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
'Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry

'Cause you're the one for me, for me
And I'm the one for you, for you
You take the both of us, of us
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two

Grapevine and Riverstone.


Vine and Stone.


Four human years, seven human years.


Female, Male.


Cat and Dog.


3rd of July, 18th of October.

Vine is a very flirtacious feline. She will jump at any chance to let out a deep purr at a passer-by. She isn't friendly, in fact she's cautious, but she can't help raising other feline's hopes, but Stone is the exact opposite. Living alone all his life, he sees most others as a threat. He never greets anyone except Vine, and is otherwise very anti-social, maybe even shy.
Vine on the other hand, is very outgoing, and will always try to be the centre of attention. She is very stubborn, which is where she and Stone are the same. Both are as stubborn as a mule, and they will often argue until finally one of them will win over. They both have even wins and losses.
Stone is smart, a lot smarter than Vine. He knows where to find things, and which way to go, and when Vine wins the argument over him and they take the wring path, Vine doesn't usually learn from her mistakes. She is very arrogant and ignorant, and sometimes distracted. But her knack at healing, hunting and climbing make up for it. She brags a lot, bowing and 'blowing kisses' to her 'applauding crowd' after finding something or killing something. Stone does it quickly and quietly, killing the prey, dumping it in front of Vine, then moving on.
Stone is very powerful. At a glance you can see his hard-packed muscles, rippling under his smooth coat, and, much to his demise, thos makes the females stop and stare. He is a killing machine; he easily takes down prey at least two times bigger than him, and just acts like it was like killing a mouse.
From this, you can see the two are so different, but opposites attract...


Vine;; Vine enjoys climbing; anything from climbing onto Stone's back to zipping up to a tree from a hungry bear, she's done it! Vine also likes hunting, healing, gathering herbs, being with Stone.
Stone;; Stone is an excellent swimmer and stone-skimmer. He loves to push things, even Vine! Stone likes tracking down prey, running, spending time with his best friend, and, an odd hobby of his, popping things.

Vine;; Vine hates it when other animals go around thinking they're the best thing that touched paw on earth, becuae, of course, that's her job. She always gets annoyed at Stone when he teases her, and she hates thunderstorms and fires.
Stone;; Stone doesn't like other predators that steal prey. He hates too hot a days, and wishes he didn't have Vine bossing him around.

Vine;; Vine is an expert hunter, climber, and runner, and she uses her strengths to her greatest ability. She is also very good at getting Stone to listen to her.
Stone;; Stone is very large, so his greastest strength is strength. He is great at hunting, and attacking. He is very witty and can easily outsmart others, even the clever Vine.

Other than her annoying habit to flirt, Vine's major weakness is Stone, and vice versa. The two would be better off without each other, and although they say it to each other a lot, they just can't leave each others sides, no matter how hard they try.

The two of them fear that one day they will fall out and abandon each other.

Vine;; The size of an average, domestic house-cat.
Stone;; As tall as a Great Dane.


Vine;; The same as an ordinary house-cat..
Stone;; Around 20 kilos.


Vine;; Small, lean.
Stone;; Big, bulky.


Neither of them have any of the above.


No scars or other marks cover their bodies.


Neither of them wear accessories, although Vine likes to wrap vines around her neck.

Both are single.


They consider each other as 'mates', because there's no way either are going to leave to find love.


They both have crushes on each other.


Neither of them have children.


Vine;; Mother - Wine. Beautiful, elegant she-cat with a deep vlevet coat and unmistakeable green eyes.
Father - Galaxy. A burly purple-blue tom with flecks of white covering his body, with two flashing silver eyes.
Stone;; Father - Edge. Massive black canine with the same coloured eyes.
Mother - Flower. Small, long-haired dog with a golden-yellow pelt and soft green eyes.


Neither of them have siblings.


Both of them are friends, and that's that. Everyone else rejects them because they accept 'the enemy' as a mate.


no real enemies.


Vine started off with a simple life, with only her mother and father. They lived deep in the jungle, used to the lush, fresh vibe it brought, used to the dangers it held and how to avoid them. Living in the heart of an untouched jungle gives you all the time in the world to find herbs, know which plants are edible, know how to get away from predators before they know you're even there. But, nobody told Grapevine how to escape the worst predator of all - man.
It was an ordinary day for the young and talented Grapevine. She had just finished filling a small gourd with special herbs, when a rumble that shook the earth beneath her made the contents of the gourd spill out onto the undergrowth beneath her. Vine didn't dare pick it up. Her muscles were tense, her eyes and ears twitching at the slightest sound. All of her instincts told her to run, told her that something bad was coming. And Vine only listened to those instincts when she saw the flashes of red and yellow, lighting up the rainforest, licking it up as if it were simply a muddy puddle. The heat singed Vine's pelt before it was even close. She turned on her heels and ran, faster than she ever had before. Her small, lean body twisted and turned as she ducked under vines and leaped over logs. The fire was bearing down on her, charging at her, ready to engulf her to swallow her whole and turn her into ash. But Grapevine didn't give up that easily. Use the rainforest to your advantage, her mothers soft voice echoed in her mind. Use those vines and swing, then grab another, and another. You'll be faster this way. The feline listened, zipping up a tree, clutching desperately to a fragile vine while she swung through the air. She was thrown, sailing through the smoke-filled air while she yowled, closing her eyes. As she opened them, she found herself stuck like glue to another strand of vine. She soared, moving much faster than the flames now. But, before she could finish her victory meow, the row of vines stopped. She hissed, sliding down the vine to reach the floor once again. She sprinted, her eyes becoming blurry as she choked on the black fumes surrounding her thin body. It was too much for her lungs. She collapsed, slumped into a green pile as the fire dragged her in to her death.
But, we can't forget about the other, can we? Stone lived very near the rainforest. He lived on a dead volcano, just alongside of it. He always slipped into the forest to explore or eat, but the slash and burn fire was a shock to him. As soon as he touched foot on the mossy floor, his ears, swivelled to hear a faint crackling. Fire, he thought sadly. He quickly disappeared again, watching in disappointment as his food source was burned away. Suddenly, he heard a yowl, one of a cat. He sighed, sorry for the victim that would sadly perish. She doesn't have to, a stern voice barked in his head. He let out a huff. His mind always told him what to do, and, much to Stones annoyance, it was always right. He relyed on his mind more than he did his eyes. That's why he is fine going blind.
Save the cat, the voice came again. "No," he replied hesitantly. ''I'm not going to die for some god-forsaken cat.''
But, hearing her frail body give up made him shudder. "Why are you always right,'' he muttered as he charged into the burning flames, he howled for the cat, crashing through the undergrowth as he ducked under falling branches. ''Here,'' the weak, croaky voice came. Finally, Stone reached the cat, that looked as good as dead now, covered in rubble and ash. He grabbed her scruff, and managed to get back to the volcano. He managed to wash her off, no matter how much she hated it, and he fed her until she could lift her head a little. If she didn't know anything about herbs, she would've been dead in a matter of weeks, but luckily, she knew plants and herbs like the back of her paw. She asked Stone to get bits and bobs, and finally she was fully healed. So, the two were ready to part.
''Thanks.. Stone. You saved my life. I don't know how I could ever.. Repay you,'' she mumbled, shuffling her paws.
Stone shrugged. ''Okay.. I'll.. See you, around..''
Vine nodded awkwardly. "Yeah. Bye.'' She slowly padded off, to the part of the jungle that hadn't been burned down. She reached the edge of what had been her home, and she stopped. ''I can't do this..''
She pivoted and sprinted back to Stone, only to find he wasn't there. Gone like mist.
After searching the rest of the night, her path lit by the moons, she found Stone, drinking from a stream. "Stone!'' She cried, hurling her self at him, embracing him while he stood frozen, eyes wide. "Stone, I can't do it, I can't live without you now.. Stone - come with me.''
''What?!'' Stone blurted out, shrugging Vine off as he stumbled back in shock.
""Please, come with me, into the jungle, you can't live here all your life!'' She pleaded, her voice hard and, much to Stones annoyance, much like the voice in his head.
''Okay. I'll do it. I'll come live in your jungle.''
''You mean it?!'' Vine squealed, jumping into the air.
''I think so,'' Stone chuckled.
And this was the start of an unbreakable friendship.


no time, sorry!

[Miakemi]

Name: Lavender
Gender: Female
Species: Tree Kangaroo
Preferences: Only needs to keep species- name and gender can change. Harmless accessories allowed. Needs a home on a thread or site

is this how i adopt
plz reply

No, that is the form for donating. You need to fill out the adoption form:

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[b][size=120]I am looking to adopt...[/size][/b]
Picture: [img][Replace with picture's URL!][/img]
[b]Kennel number:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Breed:[/b]
[b]Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Likes:[/b]
[b]Dislikes:[/b]
[b]History/Background:[/b]
[b]Art:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b]

Also, please read the entire front page, as it has everything you need to know about adopting and/or donating from/to PoH. I especially urge you to look at the sample forms in this post so you know what we're looking for.

[Firelight folf]

[b][size=120]I am looking to adopt.. a dog
Picture: Have none
[b]Kennel number:p134 (if not already adopted)
[b]Name: Painted sky
[b]Breed: Painted dog aka african wild dog
[b]Why do you want this animal and what will you do for it?: I saw her and thought see looked cute.She was looking at me with her big puppy eyes and I couldn't leave her
[b]Personality: Shy,nice,playful,serene
[b]Likes: Playing and running
[b]Dislikes: fighting
[b]History/Background: Lived in africa as a pup until bushmen killed her family and she ran away finding me.
[b]Art: ?
[b]Other: Umm no

[cass.]

I am looking to adopt...

Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail a w a y with me honey now, now, now
Sail away {with} me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now. . .

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KENNEL NO.

This lovely lady resides in the cabin P6, aboard the good ship Hope.

NAME

She goes by the simple, enchanting name of Sailor.

BREED

As curious as it sounds, Sailor is indeed a fox, albeit a sea-loving one :3 To be more specific, her lineage is one of a pure red fox, with her markings coming from prolonged contact with a certain saltwater algae that inhabits the coastland where she lives. I assume that if she were to never set foot in those waters again, then her pelt would become rusty red again.

WHY DO YOU WANT THIS ANIMAL?

Every time I visit PoH, I always see this beauty in her kennel, near the top of the topic and still not getting forms for her. To be honest, at first her design didn't do that much for me, but when I started to think about a nautical theme, it all seemed to fit. I hope you agree that her aquamarine colours are the colours of the ocean, resplendent in both storm and calm.
&& WHAT WILL YOU DO FOR HER?

I would love her, I would put her in proud of place in my signature [and, let's be honest, show her off unashamedly :3]. I would write a story about her - this wi be updated in posts on the 'Share your Writing' board. I would order so much art for her, and spend all my pets ridiculously often on Sailor, before letting her take me on a journey across the seven seas. She will be my companion, my muse, my sister.

PERSONALITY

FICKLE
With her ever-changing loves and hates, Sailor is a very fickle creature, who's high opinion of someone can plummet the next. She also has a short attention span, and will often leave projects unfinished if she simply cannot be bothered! Despite this, she will always remain loyal to the sea. C:
CURIOUS
Sailor never leaves anything undiscovered or unknown to her; she is forever asking questions and exploring hidden caves or abandoned boats, usually in vain, though she always comes out of each experience feeling satisfied. However, there have been some occasions where this beauty has found other little beauties - a small necklace, or a delicate trinket.
CALM
Never one to panic in an emergency, Sailor always keeps her head in times of panic, and thus restores a sense of calm to everyone around her. She loves relaxing on lazy summer days, sleeping in the sun on a warm deck. Her favourite quote is 'A smooth sea never made a skilful sailor.' {Anon.}


LIKES

Sailor is notoriously fickle with her likes and dislikes, swinging from love to contempt in an instant. She is very principled, and always acts upon her morals. This can often earn her dislike from others, but great respect from many. But she will always stay true to simple pleasures - sea breeze, fixing ships [it gives her great pleasure to mend a broken ship and see it sail off], pretty shells, exotic fish and snoozing in a hammock. She also loves the pretty design of anchors, for some reason, and myths about the legendary creatures of the deep. Paddling is also a firm favourite, however any deeper and she will become uncomfortable.
&& DISLIKES

Vanity, wastefulness, scorn, crabs and hunger - Sailor had a bad experience with a crab when she was younger, and she just escaped unscathed, her dignity in tatters. Since then, she has steered well away from pincers! She also hates vanity, and 'the easy life': challenges are something this fox adores!

HISTORY/BACKGROUND

[n.b. the narration is set in a sunny, seaside town in another world - there is also no electricity, just simple engineering :3]
July | The Deck | Morning
Sailor yawned widely, showing her pearly white teeth in a lazy grin, the corners of her mouth turning up. She rested her head on her daintily crossed paws, and gazed into the tranquil depths of the great water beneath her. Gently, she let her paw touch the cold surface, and then let it trail through the water. It was deliciously cold and refreshing, in the sweltering heat under a burning bright sun. Sailor squinted and looked up into the sky, looking vainly for clouds. The blue sky remained stubbornly clear, and with a sigh Sailor stated back down into the sea, searching for interesting shapes; there was always money to be made from odd bits of metal, or statues, and every once in a while the young vixen would find a beautiful stone, or trinket. She kept all of these safely stored away in a little wooden chest, made for her by Jetsam, her mentor and hero. this is a work in progress :3

I AM CURRENTLY WORKING ON ART FOR HER, thank you for your patience <3

☀ 'a smooth sea never made a skilful sailor.' ☀

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