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chaiimaru has not logged on since the 16th of July though...
chaiimaru has not logged on since the 16th of July though...
Rabbitheart wrote:Username:Rabbitheart
Image of pet:
Name you will give: Ayla (it means moon halo in Turkish)
Gender you will give: female
Personality: Ayla is a very sweet and gentle being, she's very easy going and laid back. It would take a lot for her to become angry, however, she's quite timid and shy.
Story/History:
This story features my fursona, Aryankha, her mate Tex, and some other charries of mine.
Ayla was born on one harsh winter's night, sadly her birth was the first her mother had had and had complications which caused her mother not to survive. Her father, in the hopes of finding somone else to take care of his pup, had dropped her off outside the den of a female who was nursing her own pups. He then left, not wanting to be attacked by the female's mate, who no doubt was overprotective of his mate and his pups at this stage. Ayla was taken in by the female, whose name was Aryankha.
When Aryankha's pups died, not being able to survive the season, it did not make Aryankha love Ayla any less, but treated her like she was her most beloved child and raised her as she would have any of her pups. When Ayla was a little bit older and could start eating meat and hunt on her own was about the time that Aryankha and Tex decided to tell her the truth. That she wasn't really their pup and that they had only found her and raised her as their own, but on the particular day they had chosen to do this, something happened. She disappeared.§☼§
Ayla had been hunting a rabbit, following it as it hopped about, trying to make sure that she didn't lose sight of it as she waited for the right moment to attack. She was so intent on her quarry that she didn't even realize that she had strayed from the boundaries her parents had set for her to stick to. Eventually, as the rabbit was done hopping and had stopped to nibble at some plants. This was her chance. She leaped at it and clamped down around her prey's neck. She smiled to herself, proud of her accomplishment. Then she realized she had no idea where she was and how to get back home. She looked around frantically, hoping to see something or someone familiar...but she didn't. When she heard some rustling, she nearly jumped out of her fur in fear. Twirling around to face the direction of where she had heard the rustling, her eyes showing her terror. When she saw what crept out of the grass, she became even more afraid. It was an adult male wolf who was mostly white and had some green markings, he had long leg fur on his forelegs and he looked really scary. When he spotted her, he smiled. A smile, which to her, seemed to have a hint of wickedness to it.
"Are you lost little one?" He asked, his voice was deep and almost fatherly, which made her shake in fear a little.
"N-n-no." She stammered, afraid to tell the truth because she felt it would invite him to attack her.
He chuckled, something that Ayla's fear soaked mind warped it into something much more sinister. "Don't lie." He said.
"W-what makes you think I'm lying?" She asked, watching him warily.
He chuckled again, making Ayla back away a little. "I wouldn't be out here looking for you Ayla if you weren't."
Ayla became afraid, he knew her name and she didn't know him. "H-how do you know my name?" She asked him, becoming more guarded.
The wolf sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. "Great, Aryankha is going to kill me for scaring her daughter." He said. "I'm you're uncle...sort of. I'm her adopted big brother."
Ayla didn't quite trust him, how was she to know if what he said was the truth?
Any notes?: This is still a work in progress form, I'll be adding more to the story. XD
Tag wrote:Username:
Tag
Image of pet:
Name you will give:
Charlotte.
This is subject to change, to fit personality, as I'd work on it if I managed to adopt.
Gender you will give:
Female
Personality:
General;;
Charlotte is a very friendly girl.
She likes taking her time with things, particularly cooking.
She is very cleanly and can't stand mess.
Anthro;;
Charlotte is quite shy.
Although she is extremely social and likes to keep on top of all the local goings ons, she rarely associates with unfamiliar people.
She is poor but doesn't let that get in her way, instead adorning herself with various bits of clutter she can find.
Her favorite is the feather which she crafted into an earring.
She loves arts and crafts and her favorite thing to do is baking.
If you watched her when she didn't know, Charlotte would be being secretive and rather mysterious.
She gets nervous and often takes to playing with the key hung around her neck.
It is the key to the pantry, or so she would claim when asked.
Quad;;
She's very flighty and often keeps to the shadows, where she thinks she might be able to blend in.
Keeping to herself, she will watch others and observe their actions for later use.
It wouldn't be in her favor if they found out what she was really like...
She is a master at tracking and scenting out things, although she is horrible at hunting or taking down prey.
She stands out far too much against the dry grass.
For this reason, it wouldn't be uncommon to see her loping around haphazardly with several gazelle prancing around her, laughing as she trips repeatedly on her bows.
Teamed up, she is brilliant and she is definitely better in a small group than on her own.
Less chance of slipping up, you see.
Story:
(Anthro based)
Charlotte was born to a poor family, one of many children, all as equally drab as the other.
The thing that set Charlotte apart was her black fur and her natural ability to keep everything in order.
For this reason, she was taken on as a the only general maid at a rundown manor that was located in the bush of the Savannah.
Now though, the mistress has grown old and takes to sitting in the garden, allowing Charlotte to do as she pleases, for she has been of good service over the years.
Charlotte takes this new found time to explore and investigate.
She thinks of returning to see her family when the mistress passes on.
Any notes?:
I note that her build is more of a cat in the quad lines provided.
I was thrown by that at first and thought about changing the species, as you said we could.
However, I am more than happy to keep her as a striped hyena (I presume she is striped)
To secure this, if I adopted, I would make a sincere effort to get appropriate art of her as that species.
This is because I already have a well developed and rather colorful spotted hyena called Clash, here she is.
She's taken rather a shine to Charlotte and would appreciate having another hyena around.
I may also keep her as having cat form as well, as a side species.
While I would focus more on her as a hyena, Angie really likes her as a cat, and I think they'd go together.
Thank you for the chance.
The anthro art of her is amazing.
corgie wrote:Username:
corgie
Image of pet:
Name you will give:
Skylarr
Nickname:
Sky
Breed:
Husky Lab mix
Gender you will give:
Female
Personality:
Sky is lovable, social and caring. She craves attention and hates being alone, its one of her worst fears. She's done pretty decently on her own since her last family had abandoned her for being different. She's smart enough to keep herself clean, healthy and fed. She even found someone who can take care of her, but her fear of being abandoned and lost again gets the best of her even though she hates being alone. She hates her past, and her fears and wishes it could of been different.
Now that she's on the street, she somehow got herself a high rank amongst the other dogs. Being one of the alphas (the male and her aren't mates) she has a lot of power to leave if she goes with the human. This is half her decision as well, leaving her friends and "family" of dogs for another home with a human. She's still visiting the girl, but being skittish and staying with the other dogs.
Story/History:
Sky grew up in the pound until she escaped, her first family the breeders had gave her to the pound because she had strange markings and no one wanted her. So at the pound, she was stuck in small cages with terror all around her. Different smells, dogs and humans. They clawed, pawed and bite at her, grabbing her and picking her up. One night, she managed to get out of the tiny cage, and escaped through the unlocked doors (with the other dogs with her) scattering then hadn't seen each other since. She quickly made it to the town, which was far away and settled herself into a dirty dumpster. She hated being dirty but, she felt safer hidden than in the open. For days she slept there eating the old rotting food before venturing out.
Any notes?:
I've been trying not to apply since I'm trying to limit myself on characters but i cannot help myself ;; She is too pretty, and I love her.
Waffle wrote:Username: Waffle
Image of pet:
Name you will give:
I would definitely name her Elissa~.
Elissa is a very mystic name, just as this pup's design looks. I think it would suit her very well.
'Elissa' means "Queen of Carthage" in Greek. Carthage is an ancient city-state in N. Africa, near modern Tunis: founded by the Phoenicians in the middle of the 9th century b.c.; destroyed in 146 b.c. in the last of the Punic Wars, if you were wondering.
I can just see her being named Elissa. It seems to work with her design and pattern very well. Let me explain myself. Elissa is a very mystic name, her design seems to be very mysterious and mystic like that. I don't really know why, but it just stands out to me for her.
Gender you will give:
Female, of course. I just don't see this pup as being male, unless it was emo or scene. I'm sorry I didn't write as much here...there's just not that much to write about gender![]()
Personality:
Elissa's personality matches her design dead on. She is very mysterious, and looks like she can be very deceiving. She is not kind, but she is not cruel either. Mainly blank. She does not 'giggle' or 'squeal' like other females of her age do. She is very different, in a way many would not understand.
Story/History:
Elissa walked slowly down the street. She lurked in the darker corners as to not be seen. Hiding was easier at night, so that was when she did her work. She knew they were around her somewhere. She had to avoid them at all costs, or her career and her reputation would be destroyed. It had happened to her partner. She knew the boss would not hold back. THERE., she thought. There they were, The Marked. They were less than 50 feet in front of her, but they could still not see, hear, or smell her. The Marked must have known she would be out and about tonight too. Quietly, they started to search the area for her.
Then one of them started coming straight towards her. Oh please no...please let him turn away... she thought, panicking now. She was on a promotion quest. If she completed this mission, she would become promoted to first officer. Life as a spy is not as easy as some think. This was it. The moment that decided the fate of her career. Forever.
Any notes?: I will hopefully have a mate ready for her, and I will be sure to order lots of art of her c:
If I win her, it will make my life <33
Hazel77 wrote:Username: Hazel77
Image of pet:
Name you will give: Winter
Gender you will give: Female
Personality:She is very loving and caring but also very shy and gets frightened if she doesn’t know you.
Story: Lady was driving down a busy road when she saw a winter in a big open field. The lady pulled over and got her. Winter seemed super frightened.
Before the lady came and got her, Winter was abused by her previous owners. One day she finally decided to run away. Lucky this kind lady in her 40’sor 50’s came and saved her. She was finally loved by someone nice and loving.
Winder had a little girl always come over and play with her as well.
Any notes?: She is soo cute too!! When I saw the pick the whole story of my neighbor’s dog came flashing back to me. In other words this is a true story. I promise that if I get her I will take good care of her like I did with my neighbor’s dog.
The_Masked_Stranger wrote:Username: SparkAndSplat
Image of pet:
Name you will give: Zoey (Zo-e)
Gender you will give: Female
Personality: harsh, sometimes dark, can be nice if she REALLY wants to, can be lazy but mostly likes to go places, loves music and chaceing cats
Story: she was born three years ago, on a dark, starless night, a old wolf howled in pain. When her pup was born, a star flickered in the distance. The cold night turned into fire. Every star, every planet sparkled in the night sky. A coyote lifted his head. He got to his feet, letting his nose find the way. He saw the clearing and slyly entered, the pups mother was verry weak, her breathing was slow and faint, as the coyote approached she lifted her head and let out a long howl, the coyote sprung for the old wolf but she was dead before he had toched her, the sky went dark, the pup was invisible on the soft ground. The coyote sniffed his way toward the pup, when he picked it up a shock like thunder ran through his bones and he crumpled to the ground, the life was sucked out of him he closed his eyes and felt nothing.
Any notes?: if I get her would it be ok if she is some times a cat so I can draw her with my other charecters? :3 she will stay a wolf but I don't think there is any line art of cats and dogs X3
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