[Lilybug1997]

Owner : ○~Discover~○

[Osio]

Name: Aisu. There is no real reason or inspiration for her name. It's just there. It can't be changed nor tweaked. It has not real meaning. Her parents didn't care what she was named so she's stuck with what she's got. Not that it matters. Nope, not at all. After all, who judges a book by it's name?

Gender: Aisu's a girl. Not a boy. Simple.

Looks:
- She has a stunning light milky white coat, and exquisite black and green markings all over her whole body.
-Aisu's beautiful bandana, a bright green with darker and light, is always causally draped around her neck.
-The female's elegant fur is soft to the touch, but is very thick, keeping her warm at all times.
-Her ears are almost always pricked for upcoming danger. On her ears her fur is the softest and thinnest.
- The hairs on her "antlers" are very small and fine, making them look very elegant.

Quirks:
- Aisu has a tendency to wag her tail around back in forth in a wide arch when she is getting up from a laying down position. It often hits things or people.
-Her voice becomes very yappy and high-pitched when she is very happy.


Personality:
Stubborn|Determined|Sure
She is firm in what she believes in. She knows what she’s doing is right and sticks to it. Aisu's mind isn't easily changed. Any attempts to change her position on anything will be met with strict resistance.

Caring|Loving|Motherly
Aisu loves pups. She loves caring for the, helping them, anything to do with them. She cares for all the others in her pack with a mother-like care, watching over all of them despite anything.

Shy....Brave|Bold
Aisu is something new. She is shy around stranger who do not threaten her. If they, however threaten her, her friends, or her pups she will have a fit, be very brave, and confront these strangers. Among her friends she is bold and wants to get the answers she knows are hidden.

Smart|Intelligent|Foolish
She is smart....when she wants to be. If she is angry, she is defiant, bold. This leads her to be quite foolish and reckless. If she is not angry, or at least trying to avoid anger she is smart and thinks before she acts/talks/whatever

Why I want her: Aisu is beautiful, mind boggling even, but I don’t just like her because of that. I like her so much because she inspires me. More so then ever before. Never before have I gotten out of bed, simply to write more about something. Normally I write a small note to myself, not physically getting up, turning on my labtop and writing. I also don’t have to make myself write. The words just pour out naturally, like it’s filling up a glass that goes on forever, but the milk keeps pouring. Will the milk spill? Obviously not, but the milk can try. Just and I can try to write forever. Not only is Aisu beautiful and though provoking, she is hand provoking. By that I mean I want to draw draw draw much like I want to write write write.

History: (Not sure if she's allowed to have pups; I'll take it down if I can't xD)
“There was a man. He wasn’t strong- nor weak, but he was smart. His parents, however were mean, scary monsters.”

I paused telling the vivid story of to my pups to think for a moment, but one pup piped up,

“Mommy! I love this part! This is where he run away from those meanie jerkfaces, right? Then he saves the world!” I smiled softly at one of my pup’s retelling of the story. I put my nose into her fur and sniffed deeply.

“Not quite, my little pup. Not quite,” I murmured to the little pup looking up at me with adoring eyes.

“That’s right! I forgot to add in the part where he is a hero!” The pup yelped out loudly with a huge smile of pure joy and innocence on her face. I sighed at the antics of my overactive pup. She was the smallest one but managed to have the biggest personality.

“Let’s go outside for a little walk. Come on, all four of you. We’ll go for a short walk to get our legs moving. We can see daddy then I’ll tell the rest of the story,” I told my pups, wanting to get a breath of fresh air, as I had been in the den for a multitude of days.

“Yeah mommy! That’s a great ideaded,” One of the pups barked out loudly in a soft, very young sounding voice. This pup looked most like his father, browns and tans stunning his pelt a beautiful earthy color. His eyes, green crystals, looked up at me in happiness. The pups loved the sunshine, the pure bliss of being outside, as did I, but I was afraid my pups would run off.

When we had more or less climbed our way out of the den that had been dug into a strong, unyielding tree I looked around me at the beautiful scene that had opened up before my eyes. A beautiful valley spread out before my eyes. Beautiful, golden-green grass stuck out in uneven patterns. Beautifully stunning purple flowers, tipped with a shining shade of silver huddled into the grass, as if afraid to show itself the day's radiance for the shine might damage itself.

To my left glorious cerulean blue water flowed with power, roaring with power to anyone who happened to prick up an ear and listen. Far ahead our hunting grounds assaulted the air with the scent of fresh meat flowing into any areas nearby. Hopefully some pack members were our hunting some delicious food. Far to my right mountains stuck up out of the earth. A few foxes lived up there and came down in winter to beg for food if going got tough.

Shaking her head she thought to herself Enough thinking about scenery, you have to concentrate on the pups. She looked around for the father of her pups, but the magnificent male was nowhere to be scene. Aisu figured he had gone hunting.

Suddenly, one pup opened its mouth to ask a question. "Mommy! Tell us the rest of the story," he begged.

"Yes!" Another chimed in. "You were just finished talking to up about those duckpoopie parents!"

"Fine," Relectantly the mother gave in to her pups demands. "He wanted his parents gone. He wanted to rise above them. He started watching them. Memorizing their schedules. Carefully, he was able to obtain information he needed. Every day a little after sunrise I would wake a few minutes before them. During that period nothing could awaken them. So one day he just snuck off while they were sleeping. After he left my den I started freaking out. The world was huge and he didn't know where to go. he just ran.

Eventually I came along a pack. They took him in. One of the mothers took him in and raised him from that point on. He was, however, shy. He didn't know what to think about my new packmates. Most of the other pups made fun of the poor male. He had a blueish silver pelt, unlike their browny tan golden pelts. He also has brown eyes, unheard of. Green, gold, silver, even blue eyes were common, but never green. Then a young fae came along and tried to talk to the male. He was scared of her at first but he was nice. She became his first friend, and he opened up to her. He became morefriendly, and the other pups were nicer to him.

Then the day came along when he asked to be with you her. She, of course, said yes. Then young pups came along," She finished smoothing out the fur of one of here pups, the only female, Liyne. She had a beautiful white, with golden, white, and odd orange markings.

Stopping talking, she licked all her pups one last time and herded them toward their den.


Random facts:
Length: :::: In the middle; average; she’s not extraordinarily long but not by any means short. She surprised many by growing this long despite being deprived in the beginning of childhood.

Height (Shoulder): :::: She is once again not large nor small; fitting in right in the middle. This coordinates with her average-sized length.

Age: 3 Years, 2 months :::: She's not amazingly old. She is quite young and can hear, see, and think fine, thank you very much. Watch out, if you call her old she might just bite your nose.






Art:

[○~Discover~○]

~ մʂҽɾղɑʍҽ ~

○~Discover~○

~ ղɑʍҽ ~

Maize (Mayz)

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Mazzy (May-Zee)

~ ցҽղժҽɾ ~

Male

~ ɑցҽ ~

A little over a year old

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Ŵhγ Υøû Ŵαŋŧ Him ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I really would like Maize because his design Reminds me of a cow. Its so simple and adorable. His Bandana really completes his looks. I also want him because, Yes I already have two, But I just dont think i could let a cow based feerling slip past me as I am a sucker for black and white cows. the Back design that leads down onto the tail is really unique! This feerling is very special, i dont know why, but Normally try for really complicated designs, But...this design isnt complex at all, Its odd for me, But I will try <3

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Maize's Whole life was based around rules. His mothers rules that is. From the time he was about three weeks old, She was working hard to teach him right from wrong, not wanting him to become the bad child in the feerling community. He learned each rule fairly quick, Gaining reward from his mother every time he did something right and/or polite. Maize gained friends pretty fast and he was happy for the longest time, Now I bet your expecting me to say "He was happy up to the point where his mother past away" or something like that, but no. He is still happy up to this day, Everybody is still perfectly fine and gratefully alive. Maize never got into trouble in his past thanks to his mother, and Now He expects a bright future. Overall, or well, To sum things up, He Has had a fairly normal childhood, Nothing bad happening to him.

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Maize is like No Other, he thinks with his mind instead of his heart, Which lands him a spot on the more smart side of most. He doesnt like to keep to himself, No, He is a real blabber-mouth and tends not to be able to keep secrets to himself all that easily. Most others like Maize But tend to get annoyed with his dreadfully honest mind. He cant keep a secret, and he cant do anything "bad" Maize was raised right by his mother, she taught him to always think with his mind, Never treat friends badly, Dont go off getting into trouble, Do not Lie, And above all, Treat a lady right. Yes His mother was very strict with her rules and enforced them with alot of effort, It was all hard work but it payed off for her to have such a good kid. Maize Is very confident and loyal, tending to accept challenges without second thoughts about anything. He loves to do physical activities such as sports. Maize can be trusted with anything, Except secrets. When you meet him Maize will try his best to be as kind as he can and hopefully gain your friendship easily. Maize isnt much of a sugar eater, Being more healthy than most which leads to a fit body to help him out with those sports I was talking about earlier. He isnt much of a skater But that doesnt stop him from having a great time. Maize likes to keep things simple and controlled/Organized. He isnt a clean freak and often makes a mess of things. When it comes down to love Maize doesnt know where to begin, often making a fool of himself once they start dating, However, He is very light on his feet when He knows what it is he is doing like talking to a girl. Yeah, he can do that. He is a Mamma's Boy, he really is.

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Corn
Strawberries
Cucumbers
He pretty much like all Fruits and vegetables
Maize also Likes Bugs, Like Gnats, and mosquitoes.


>Dislikes on Food<

Anything Fattening and sugary
He hates Sushi

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"Well hi there!" Maize cheerfully great the small panda, She wasnt much larger than he was himself. She Was mostly plain colored and had some brown markings on her face and chest area. Her back feet were the same color as her eyes, A light pastel looking red. She Smiled and shot right up. "Hi!" She cocked her head to the side a little, Confused when she saw Maize's small Horns and his plate like spikes on his shoulder and tail. "What are you exactly? I thought you were a red panda like me! You are, after all, around the same size." Maize let out a chuckle and smiled at her, "Im a feerling, I am done growing, Or at least im pretty sure, I have toxin in my shoulder and tail spines. Oh! But dont worry! I never use the toxin! So your safe! I live in a small group of feerling that contain my mother, Father, Best friend Sunday and her Brother, and A Few others. Its not a very big pack, But its all the family I need." Maize ended with a smile, but then cocked his own head to the side, a confused look on his face. "What is a red Panda? I have never heard Of such a creature?" The Panda smiled and perked up, as thought she had been waiting to tell him. "A red panda is simply a small bear like creature. I am not full size, I still need to grown quit alot as right now I am around the size of a large ferret. We Red Pandas Dont exactly have all of that fancy stuff like you do...umm...What was your name again? I must have missed it" Maize smiled. "Why, My name Is Maize! whats yours?" She looked down and frowned and shy look covering her face. "I..uh..I dont have a name yet..I am still fairly young and my mamma and daddy havent named me yet." She looked up and laughed. "You look silly! Like I cow!" Maize looked confused again? "Cow?"She nodded "Yes, Why? Havent you ever heard of a cow?" He shook his head No. She frown and smiled anyway. "Oh! Well nevermind that then!" She growled playfully and bowed to the ground. "You wanna play?" Maize took that confused look of his and wiped it away to reveal a nice smile, almost challenging. He Bowed down too. "Sure!" She laughed and stick her butt up in the air, Wiggling it a little before jumping at Maize, Tackling him to the ground. The Adult Feerling and the young Red Panda laughed and rolled around a while before she collapsed ontop of him, She sqeeked and play bit his right ear, Leaving Maize to struggle to get out from underneath the girl.

(The Art Below with a red panda playing with Maize is art for this story <3)



Maize took a spring up in the air A cheerful glee in his eyes as he quickly latched onto a wet bubble. He could almost feel himself hug it before the tiny liquid popped into droplets of water. Some of the droplets landed on his nose, Causing the young boy to let out a sneeze as he fell down from the air. His paws hit the ground but forced him to stumble forward a little bit as he regained his balance. before falling to the ground. He smiled and turned around. "Do more! Do more!!" he exclaimed. With a sigh Ronzo nodded his head, Dipping the plastic stick back into the bubble soap and took it out, Aiming high. With that Maize got ready to jump again, Sticking his rump up in the air and getting his muscle in his hindquarters ready. Ronzo counted. "One! Two!....THREE!" He blew out About Eight bubbles, Each flying in a different direction. Maize spotted a pretty large bubble and jumped up at it, Clenching onto it easily. This bubble wasnt even out of reach! He could have reached it without jumping, Just standing on his back legs.
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Thanks For the Memories By Fall out Boy
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I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wings)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show
(Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
"Who does he think he is?"
If that's the worst you've got better put your fingers back to the keys
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
I'm looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for, except for
When you look into the past, look into the past
One night stand
One night stand
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
They say I only think in the form of
Crunching numbers in hotel rooms
Collecting page six lovers
Get me out of my mind
Gets you out of those clothes
I'm a liner away from
Getting you into the mood
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
One night and one more time
(One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter

One night yeah, and one more time
(One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
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>Art By me c:<

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>Art By Others<
WIP

[Flowerdust]

Reserved

[Lilybug1997]

Name: Aisu. There is no real reason or inspiration for her name. It's just there. It can't be changed nor tweaked. It has not real meaning. Her parents didn't care what she was named so she's stuck with what she's got. Not that it matters. Nope, not at all. After all, who judges a book by it's name?

Gender: Aisu's a girl. Not a boy. Simple.

Personality:
Stubborn|Determined|Sure
She is firm in what she believes in. She knows what she’s doing is right and sticks to it. Aisu's mind isn't easily changed. Any attempts to change her position on anything will be met with strict resistance.

Caring|Loving|Motherly
Aisu loves pups. She loves caring for the, helping them, anything to do with them. She cares for all the others in her pack with a mother-like care, watching over all of them despite anything.

Shy....Brave|Bold
Aisu is something new. She is shy around stranger who do not threaten her. If they, however threaten her, her friends, or her pups she will have a fit, be very brave, and confront these strangers. Among her friends she is bold and wants to get the answers she knows are hidden.

Smart|Intelligent|Foolish
She is smart....when she wants to be. If she is angry, she is defiant, bold. This leads her to be quite foolish and reckless. If she is not angry, or at least trying to avoid anger she is smart and thinks before she acts/talks/whatever

Why I want her: Aisu is beautiful, mind boggling even, but I don’t just like her because of that. I like her so much because she inspires me. More so then ever before. Never before have I gotten out of bed, simply to write more about something. Normally I write a small note to myself, not physically getting up, turning on my labtop and writing. I also don’t have to make myself write. The words just pour out naturally, like it’s filling up a glass that goes on forever, but the milk keeps pouring. Will the milk spill? Obviously not, but the milk can try. Just and I can try to write forever. Not only is Aisu beautiful and though provoking, she is hand provoking. By that I mean I want to draw draw draw much like I want to write write write.

Art: QQ WIP

Predetermind gender (Male) is on the pic, sorry ^^'
BUT
Ill let you change it since you have such a lovely form

[Osio]

Thank you ^^
Epp, terribly sorry >>
Fsh, still not finished though xx

[Osio]

Ah, I forgot to ask, is she allowed to have children? ^^

[Lilybug1997]

Um I would ask Lunar

[○~Discover~○]

- free Bump! I will be working hard to finish my form as soon as possible (its like 3:46 a.m here) So im probably going to write one more story and draw a picture to go with it and finish the rest when i wake up :3 -

[gross]

Full Name:

Axel Young, though if they don't have last name I'll remove it.

Nickname(s):

Ax short for Axel.

Meaning of name:

Father of peace.

Gender:

A male simply, what else could he be?

Age:

Young Adult

Quirks:

- He can't stay in the same position for long without moving
- He hates the words in text talk, if you say any to him he'll start to twitch

Likes/Loves:

- Strawberries
- Limes
- The soft touch of grass
- Morning dew
- Lush fields and meadows
- Grasshoppers
- Fireflies/Lightning bugs
- Cool summer nights
- Things the glow
- Mountain climbing

Dislikes:

- Hot weather
- Desert areas
- Loud noises
- Below freezing weather
- Infestations
- Large cowards
- Barrels

Favorite Song:

Song - Creep by Radiohead

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell I'm doing here?
I don't belong here

She's running out again
She's running out
She runs runs runs

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here

Personality:

Brave || Antisocial || Loyal || Quiet

Axel is an antisocial feerling. When he was little he grew up without a father and only really socialized with his mother and two brothers. When ever Axel's brothers went out to play he'd just stay inside no matter how much his mother tried to get him to socialize with others and play. Although antisocial Axel is very loyal friend. He used to always help his brothers or mother in their time of need and despair. If you mange to become friends with him Axel with stick to your side no matter what, unlike one of those fake friends. Axel, because of being antisocial this has made him quiet. He hates loud noises and doesn't like yelling. He isn't one for parties or large gatherings. Axel is a very brave soul indeed. He would look danger right in the face and spit on it. He isn't afraid of much or hardly anything at all. He'd be the first to spend the night in a graveyard alone.

Why I want him:

I love how his colors seem to flow together in their own way. He reminds me of an animal that I was obsessed about for a few months and still a little am. This is the first time I ever tried out for a feerling because the others don't seem to caught my attention like this one. He is such a simple, yet gorgeous feerling. I love his colors and his big green eyes. I'm kind of a sucker for black and white fur with green eyes. He is very adorable and I hope he goes to a good home.

Art of Him/Her:

by Viszla7

I may edit my forum later.