The SCAA - Officially Closed!

[SunShy]

When Night Fall Comes, we come out to wander



Night Glow Talks Like this

Username: Ockako

Kennel Number: 206, the kennel that stole my heart.

Personal
Name: Night Glow
It suits her perfectly. I couldn't think of anything better if I tried!
And besides, I was born with that name.

Gender: female
You thought I was male.. well that's okay, we all make mistakes!

Breed/Species:
Dog
It may not seem like it.. But I'm a dog.
Well, my mother was a dog who fell in love with the night...
You will here more on that later.

Personality-

Odd
Glow is, in one word, mysterious.
She wanders off. She talks softly to herself. She day dreams.
Few people know what goes on in her mind.
She feels being unusual is her normal.
Her life revolves around the night. She
welcomes all the night creatures, frolics,
sings. The night is her life.

Friendly
Despite her oddness, she is very sweet, kind and friendly.
She tries to never put another person down. She is gentle with other animals.
She tries her hardest not to hurt someone.

Clever
Glow is very smart. She know a lot of random facts about random things,
and lives to use her knowledge.

But her best feature has to be her special a ability.
Even though she is blind, when a living thing is near,
She can see a their outline. Their out line would be the color they are feeling.
Blue for sad, pink for love, red for anger, white for innocence, purple for happy,
orange for normal, and black for evil.

Background/History:
First, I will tell you how my parents met..

The skinny mutt slid through the shadows. Night was coming rapidly.
Soon, the horrible creatures of day would rest, and she would be free to frolic.
A few minutes passed, and it was pitch black. One star glowed brightly in the night.
The dog cocked her head. That is odd she thought
A night of one star... her eyes widened with shock.
"No, no! What did my mother say? at a night with one star, darkness itself would
shower fury on earth! Please let it be a legend... Okay, calm down Mira.
It's just a myth." The star shown blindingly bright "It's just a myth" the star moved. It
morphed into a canine figure as it padded to land "It's just a myth- oh who am I kidding?
I'm dead meat!" Mira howled. She glanced to see who close the figure was, and recoiled in shock to see
a dark, large dog in front of her. He had long black fur that shined. White eyes that sparkled with intelligence.
Mira was to stunned to move or speak as it walked to her. "I have waited an eternity for you," The Night said
"My queen." Mira regained her voice "What? WHAT? Am I crazy? Am I imagining this?"
The Night chuckled. "It is a dream my love. But it is real. You will wake to your destiny.
You will an important choice to make that will affect the word for eons to come. Chose wisely"
His voice faded, and the world did to.
Mira snapped her eyes open "Was..did.. did that happen? What choice?"
Mira pulled herself to her paws. "Okay.Okay." Her stomach was filled with hunger.
She sniffed. She smelt a delicious scent coming from west. And a scent of fire east.
She gasped "what is someone is trapped in there? I must see!" She was reluctant to leave the delicious scent, but ran east.
The flames scorched a fallen oak tree. She dodged the flames and heard a whimper of a pup.
She followed the sound, avoiding the hot flames that scorched her fur. And she saw it.
A small, hairless cub of some sort. It lifted it's head to her.
It had no face. Mira screamed, but forced herself to pick up It's scruff.
It did no deserve to die. She brought to to a river, dropped it, and looked at it.
It lifted it's head at her and vanished. "Mira gasped and shook her head "Yup. I'm crazy."
And then she felt pain. Intense pain. Everything went black as she collapsed.
She was dizzily aware that she was having pups. She did not know how.
When the ordeal was over, she looked down. There was a puppy.
Wide white eyes. Black fur. Glowing spots. Mira knew at once that this was the child of the Night.

.. and that was how I was born. I left my mother when I was a year old, and now I am on my own.
I do not know how having me was so important. But I hope to find out.

Cool quotes from Glow
"Just because you have eyes, doesn't mean you truly see."
"Your aura is black. Leave this place"
"Even the most humble person can have pride in what they do"

Use: This beauty would be my fursona. I would doodle up art all the time, and right stories.

Art:

Likes:
- darkness
- flowers
- cats
- nature
- reading
- learning

Dislikes:
- day time
- bullies
- putting others down
- ignorant people

Other: none

WIP

Apple Cider

[Charchar2]

---HUGE WIP---



. u s e r n a m e .

My username is Charchar2. Pronounced 'shar-shar-too'. Feel free to call me Char or Charchar. <3

. k e n n e l . n u m b e r .

Lonestar's current home is kennel 194. n____________n

. n a m e .

Lonestar's name is, well, Lonestar, given to him by his previous owner. I think it's a lovely, perfect name, and I have no wish at all to change it. C:

. g e n d e r .

Oh, Lonestar's definitely a boy. I'm not sure exactly why I feel so strongly about this, but I really think he's male. I just can't picture him as being a girl.

. s p e c i e s .

Lonestar is a feral cat; he is of a similar species to the domestic house cat, because his great-great-great-great grandparents were house cats that escaped and adapted to the forest. At this point, though, the house cat blood is so far back that he is not even aware that he is even distantly related to domestic cats. He has entirely adapted to forest life.

His house-cat ancestors were Aegan cats, and he is surprisingly similar, at least in a appearance, to this species, the only main difference being that his eyes are not a shade of green.

The coat of an Aegean Cat is semi-longhaired, without down hair, with a moderate ruff and a rich tail. The Aegean Cat's coat provides good protection during the harsh winter weather and sheds out short for the summer. The coat is bicolor or tricolor; one of the colors is always white, without signs of yellowing and takes up between 1/3 to 2/3 of the body. Other colors can be black, red, blue, cream, with or without stripes. The Aegean Cat is a medium-size breed, with a sturdy and muscular build, without signs of obesity. The body is long, with strong, medium-size feet and round-shaped paws. The tail is moderately long, straight, without kinks. The head is medium-size, wide but not round. The ears have a wide base and rounded tips and are covered by hairs. The eyes have an oriental shape and their color can be any shade of green.

. a g e .

Lonestar is about 15, in human years at least.

. b i r t h d a y .

Lonestar's birthday is January 8th.

. a p p e a r a n c e .

Muscular, with short, snowy white fur. Black diamond on forehead; vertically placed. Black nose. Black ear tips, paw tips, and tail tip. Most noticeable feature; purple eyes, deep and haunted in appearance.

. p e r s o n a l i t y .

|-quiet-|-gentlemanly-|-haunted-|

Lonestar is very quiet most of the time, at least, before you get to know him. He's often lost in thought, gazing off into the distance, thinking about the life he's led. Once he really gets to know you, he'll start to open up; but he's never quite so open as a normal forest cat. He talks regularly to his friends, but no matter what the conversation, you can always hear a little bit of sadness in his voice; just little bit that latched onto his heart and never let go.

He's also very polite, refined, though not in a snobbish way. He has careful manners, never forgetting to say 'please' or 'thank you'. He's quite gentlemanly, always letting ladies first and offering polite greetings. It gives him pleasure to see people happy, and so he always does his best to please others.

Haunted...yes, indeed, looking into Lonestar's eyes you will see a deep pain, surrounded by shadows...haunted, yes. A harsh pain within him, burning at him all the time. He is silent for hours on end, looking into the sky, remembering things no one should have to remember. Filled to brim with sorrow; mysterious and hurt.

. h i s t o r y .

wip

. l i k e s . & . d i s l i k e s .

wip

. r e l a t i o n s .

wip

. l o n e s t a r . a n d . m e .

wip

. a r t .

by me--
<3

by others--
<3 by .:Bubbles:.
<3 by .:Bubbles:.




Use [for pet]:
Other [Art, Likes, Dislikes, Mate, Age, Appearance, etc.]:
Apple Cider

[ika;]

Username: Ikaaaaaaaaa.
Kennel Numbers: 40 & 42
Names: Kissa & Abir.
Genders: Female & Male.
Species: Grey Wolf.

lay down at the ground, stare a hole in the sky- wondering where I go, when I die

Personality:
Kissa is quite an intense character- she knows what she wants, and won't stop until she gets it. People use the word 'brusque', but she prefers the term 'motivated'. She's always been a high achiever, and likes a challenge.

Background:

[ kissa ]

Ask me one thing that I remember about the 11th of September, and my answer would be feathers.

Feathers.

I remember a silence- one that screamed in my ears and seemed to hold me to the ground. I remember the ground beneath me to be wet, so wet in fact that my shirt was soaked through. I remember the heavy scent of soil and plants. But most of all, I remember the feathers.

I'd managed to pry my eyes open- they were crusted, and things had taken on a reddish hue; blood maybe, but I wasn't thinking about it at the time. And high above me, twirling like sycamore seeds in their thousands, were feathers. They landed all around me, filling up the dark earth with their silvery forms, drifting from the canopy- settling on leaves. Except they weren't feathers at all.

They were scraps of metal.

x.x.x.x

[ abir ]

She'd always been the quiet one.

I resented her for that, you know. And now I can't believe that I did. I admit that having to haul her away from sticky situations, and sit by her bed while she fell asleep to stop nightmares; it all got a bit tiring. But to hate her?

I just can't think about it.

That was the day that everything changed.

Because you never really know what you have until you lose it.

[kissa]
five hours earlier

The plane was cold. Not the sort that made you huddle to the seat, but the absence of warmth was noticeable enough to raise the hairs on my arms. I shifted slightly. Four hours into the flight and no sign of food. My mind commented brusquely- but I pushed away the critical voice with nonchalance. I'd survive. Just as I leant back, something in my pocket vibrated. My phone. Damn... Tugging it warily from my jeans, I peered guiltily at the screen, all to aware that cellphones weren't allowed on flights. It was Abir.

From: Abir Sent at 12:03pm
Don't do anything I wouldn't do. I know what you're like.
I love you.
See you soon.

I rolled my eyes, but the expression was free of spite. If there was anything that my brother should be worrying about, it should be his pathetic excuse for a life- not mine. At least I had a job. Though I felt somewhat bad that I'd left him with a fight, I read through the text twice. I would have replied, but that's when it happened.

The first jolt.

It was a shudder, a ripple in the fibre of the plane; but it was enough. I knew.

Another followed, this time stronger. Someone staggered in the aisle. Another. Then a painful screech of metal, and a sickening crunch- and the smell of burning rubber. It was as if I'd gone deaf; sounds seemed to fade, the cries of fear, the panicked calling for the captain, the hostesses clinging to each other and punching numbers in a black box. The sounds of people that weren't ready to die.

And that's where we differ. Because I was.

Calmly, I opened up my last message from Abir- began to type a reply;

To: Abir Unsent
...

But what do you say to someone in the last thirty seconds of your life?

How can you begin to say your goodbyes?

I'm glad I didn't have to make that decision, because it was at that moment that the aeroplane ripped in two, flames erupting into a spinning sky, and I was falling.

Use: If I won Kissa and Abir, they would be much, much loved. I honestly don't know why I never noticed them before- I just really connected with the pair and knew I had to try for them. If I was lucky enough to get them, they would both have a home on my character thread [link is in my signature], as well as all the art I could afford of them. I would write about them- continuing their story and developing it more to get a better feel for who they are as characters; they'd never gather dust <3


WIP
Apple Cider

[panacea.]

Hope this is okay. c: Sorry for my awful colouring skills. /shot

Username: Antares
Kennel Number: 89
Revamp:
Lines Artist Credits or Link:
Lines
Cherry Pie

[SunShy]

dropping out for 216

[jormungandr]

My Part Of The Form
Username:
ʎʇıuɐsuı ppo but please, call me Insane
Kennel
Number: 32
Name
Dora which, I would never change, it fits her well and suits her, it's a lovely and won't be changed no matter what.
Gender
My dear Dora is a Female.
Breed/Species
This wolf I believe is a Scene Wolf.
Personality
Crazy
Dora is wild as, doing her own things, partying all night and being really unusual. She is crazy with her friends, doing crazy things, being crazy, dressing crazy and all the other crazy stuff invented. She isn't at all one spot normal, and if she was, it would be too small to see under anything. If you ask any friends, she isn't crazy weird, but crazy funny, doing abnormal things; to Enjoy the fun and entertain or laugh along with her friends.
Friendly
Apart from the young part of her life, Dora was friendly and started to interact and play with her friends. She would do anything for them, call them at 12 at night, Skype them, do things for them, do dares and yet they don't take her fro granted. She is nice and friendly towards new ones or recent additions to her group, and will never change how friendly she is, even to her enemy. It is only when people are mean and annoying is she not friendly.
Party Animal
Dora is The no a, The party animal, throwing them on a daily basis, she screams the loudest, dances the best and parties the best. There is no taming her at parties, she won't drink though, she only dances and hangs with friends, Dora is a good girl.
Popular
Dora is a popular one, she is taken care of and is always in the spot light at her school. Like all popular wolves, she is sort of a drama one, she is sort of the one looking for attention, just like her friends. Her popularity doesn't bother her, she doesn't really care about it, she just hangs with friends and talks about stuff.
Rebel
Dora is a full on rebel, she follows no-ones rules but her own, a quality teacher share in her.

Dora sat down in her class, signing as she dropped her bad and looked ahead, school, again, pain. She hated this place, it was a jail, like a jail for kids, she swore is was. More people rolled in and she said hi to her friends until the teacher approached the door. Most students stood up to say hello, the nerdy and 'love school' ones. Dora smirked and remained seated, muttering her hello. The teacher shot a furious look at her but she replied with a smile and a turn of her head, sending him wild. All students sat down and the teacher stomped down the hallway, smacking his paw I her desk. "Miss Dora? Might I ask what your hello sounded like?" he said, looking her deep in the eyes. Dora gave him a smile and sighed. "Good morning Mr. Furious" she said, chuckling as she said it. The class around her laughed and the teacher blew his steam. "Dora! Fix this attitude or you will be sent out!"
"or will I?"
"Don't play smart with me!"
"You couldn't be smart" she replied in a smart tone. The teacher's eyes turned red, he smacked the table harder, only the girl next to her flinched. "Outside" he said in a stern voice. Dora picked herself up and trotted out side, her head up high.

Background/History
Dora was a quiet one growing up, despite her wild attitude she spent most time in her room doing usual stuff. She was very quiet, and hardly said a thing to strangers. Her parents were scared she would meet anyone, so they sent her to a Pre-school early. She met one friend, but still, she hadly met up with her, all she did was sit and play or read. Her parents were scared, What if she gets no friends? What if she lives alone? we're the only thoughts running through them

They tried interacting with her, but she just started drawing. Soon, school was to come, and her mother was really scared she wouldn't meet any friends and get picked on for it. Her mother told her she should get friends, then she will be happy, but Dora nodded unconvincingly. Her mother dropped her off and Dora walked in to school, nervous and scared.

The next days of school scared her parents, she kept coming home with no news, Dora met no-one, but countless times wolves asked to be her friend. Finally, one day, Dora returned with news, a friend she met after school was nice, and apparently 'her pick' relief flooded her parents.

Dora moved into high-school and met more friends, bringing out her friendly and wild side. She wouldn't leave them, and wouldn't leave her phone in case they texted her. Her parents were happy, but annoyed she liked her phone too much, but at least their daughter had friends.

As she grew into a teenager, parties and late nights became more popular. Her parents, being what they always were, became over-protective, making sure in every way nothing bad would happen, what they didnt realise was Dora was only growing up. She got into more relationships, more boyfriends and crushes, break ups and cheats, they didnt bother her though, she was used to drama like that. One night, her parents kept her in, and she lost it. Their parents got annoyed at her and finally let her go. She walked off into her friends house and stayed the night. her parents got scared when she wouldnt return. They walked over there to hear she didnt want to come home.

After a few hours, she returned hoe, safe and sound. Lying in her bed, she thought of what she did. Walking out, she apologized to her parents about what she did. Her parents accepted it, and now she lives happily with her parents, like to this day.

Use
I would use for a lot, if I got her, she would be my Fusona, Since I am in need of one. I love her. I would use her in my story involving my other pets.
Other
XxX
^^ Just some fan-art of her, lines are by Pharos

Dora's Part Of The Form
Intro-
Hey, I'm Dora, I am 18 in human years, and in dog years, I am just under 2 years. I am a fun loving wolf who loves to party and hang with friends.

Name
As I said before, my name is Dora, my mother wasn't so fond of the name, she wanted Elisha, but dad disagreed, I quote 'Elisha?! Seriously, look at her, she is a Dora!' So mother changed it to Dora. I told my friends of this story, and they laughed at what I would of been called, that's why I am very happy I am Dora and not Elisha.

Age
I am 18 years in the human calculation, and around 2 in dog. My owner looked it up, 24 years is two dog years, so I am a tad under.

Gender
I am female thank you. And I enjoy being female. It's fun to scream, it's fun to do hair, it's fun to dot books with love hearts, it's fun to do nails- yeah, I think I covered it.

First Impression.
i often ask my friends what their first impression of me was, and i always loved hearing the answers. So i wrote some below, i hope you like them too

My first look and I insantly think, Cool, cute and popular. I couldnt think of any more words but beautiful. She was amazing, and yet, she pushed against that iea, saying i was better than what i thought.

Well, i thought she looked a lot like the rebel type, going against the teachers, breaking the rules. Thats what i thought. And its true i guess, but not as intense as i thought

My New Best Friend. Its the only thing that popped into my mind, truely. She was cool, nice, and pretty, that what i like in a Best Friend.

Personality
I think my owner typed it before, but i am going to do it from my end, it will be similar, just in my eyes.

Thats right, i act popular, because i am. No one is on top of me, well, I am, but i am popular. I act it, i strut my stuff, i show my skills, i flatter and I hang out with the other cool ones.

Yep, I am also the rebel, just like one of my friends first impression. I dont really follow orders, i despise the teachers, and I annoy them by talking during a lesson. is the reason i swear my report card is bad, they all despise me. But they arent for blame, if a kid broke all my rules, i would despise them too.

I am friendly, end.of.story.
But, i always appreciate my friends, i approach the newbies, and then leave for my friends again. I am no hostile towards friends, i love them (in a friend way), and they do the same.

Apparently, by me friends words, i am a crazy and funny person. I dress crazy, do unusual dances and well, i just dont act normal. Now, dont get me wrong, its crazy funny, not crazy wierd or stupid. I only do it to hear my friends lauh, to entertain them, and even entertain myself.

Yup, thats my work title. I love to party, sometimes, i party with my self,or my stuffed toys, sometimes, its all my friends, under one roof in my house. I would never, ever declne a party. Unless its some tea cup one with Alice.

A slice of my Life
My Favorite Talk

"well, i dont like him, well, sort of..." said my friend, stumpling for words.
"Seriously, can we please change the subject?" i whine at her, looking in her eyes.
"Yeah, fine. How was school in your class?" she asked.
"Yeah, good, but annoying. I have another detention" I said, walking down the foot path to my house. I was talking to Beat Box, she was coming over, and mother decided woalking made us fit, so she didnt pick us up, meaning we had to walk.
"Another?! With all this, you might actually become a detentionaire!" she said, looking to me with a smile. I turn my head forward again, and look out over the drop of the hill.
"Beat, do you ever wonder what it would be like to fly?" I asked, slowly closing my eyes.
"Like, like a chicken?" she replied, chuckling under her breath.
"yeah, yeah like a chicken"
"Really?" she said, pulling her head away and placing a confused look on me. But I didnt turn to face her, I still looked ahead with closed eyes. "bwok bwok bwok bwoook!" i Say, laughing my head off at her face. She was surprised and scared, laughing at how I descripted her face.

My Favorite Sentence
-Made by my friend

"No one will take the dirt i claimed today! You may take the others, but this pile is mine!

Favorite Saying

"ohh, wow, Brilliance In A Cup
{meaning, better than brilliant}

Best Friend

My bestie is probs Beat box, she and me have been hanging with each other since i came here

Favorite Song

Glad You Came by The Wanted

Favorite Day, time and month?

I love the day Saturday, there is no school, the next day has no school, and I like the name. Time? Well, something around 5 pm, when I have my nap. And month, November, only because it has Movember in it.

The ending
Well, that's all about me, I hope you enjoyed, and I hope my owner wins.

Apple Cider

[Toxi+Bbun]

I want some critique!
Username: Toxi
Link to your form: viewtopic.php?f=58&t=594698&start=6450#p41636368
Who do you want to critique you {Any judge; for example, Pix, Wesley, Ocean, etc.}: Any
How harsh do you want us to be {Soft, Honest, Brutally Honest}: Honest
Other: I'm not done yet, but could you critique me so far? c: Thanks!
Aaooyy

-Toxi

[king_bear]

username; Checkered
kennel number; Fifty-three and fifty-nine.

hello there! our names are Patriot and Omar. "She's Patriot." "Yep, that's me."
and they mean -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"

we are -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
and our age lies around -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
our breed is known by -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
and, obviously, we are -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"

they know us to be -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
we mainly like -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
and do not like -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
we are afraid of -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"

after we were born, we -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
our first memory was -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
if we need to rate our past-answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"

use -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
why applying -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"

other -answer- "-nuro-" "-patriot-"
Apple Cider

[SunShy]

question:
If we have made 3 forms for diffrent characters already,are we aloud to drop out for one and try for a diffrent one?

[Solanum]

question:
If we have made 3 forms for diffrent characters already,are we aloud to drop out for one and try for a diffrent one?

Yes, but you must remove the form for the one you're dropping out on. ^^