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[Skylarr.]

You're actually suppose to do that, I think. If not i thought you were banned. o.o

[Lady]

You're actually suppose to do that, I think. If not i thought you were banned. o.o

I don't think you get banned for it, but if you had any special requests of your character then it can't really be checked if you aren't going to post every username change.

[Skylarr.]

If you change your username and do not PM this account to let us know (after having adopted a character), you will be temporarily banned from adopting for a time period up to thirty days.

Found it^^

[Rayen]

May I adopt one? :3


Pet's ID Tag: 33

Name You'd Choose for It: Saren

Gender: Female

Reason You Want It: She looks like a pretty interesting character, possibly to RP with. Also, in the time I saw her, my mind just stated to work on a beautiful story for her. I thought a lot, and I ended by loving it so much. I think she's gorgeous too, and I always did love fennec foxes - they're my animal totem.

History/Background/Other: Since she looks a lot like a fennec fox, and a fennec fox is a canine, I'd like to set it as her breed. Saren was born in the northern rim of the Sahara desert, and in the fennec ox community she was the cousin of Sulecio, the future clan leader. She had ever been mistreated by the clan, but she chose to stay with them, for she knew that, one day, they would need her help. And that day soon arrived. After one year with very scarce prey, the clan was starving and dying. Even Sulecio died, and her mother soon passed away too. Desperate, her father asked for her help, and for her leadership on a journey towards a nearby Oasis. The other clan members did not agree, and banished her, but she secretly returned to help and give the right directions to her old father Onysio, before setting for the Oasis herself. She had a long and hard journey, on which she almost died for being alone, but a male fennec fox she met near the Oasis helped her though the last obstacles of the journey and they arrived safely to see the clan reunite on the Oasis. Though, Onysio had died recently, and the clan didn't know they still were alive only because of Saren. They refused her, but she didn't bother with it. She traveled to the other side of the Oasis and she founded her own Clan - the Sunclan - together with the male that had helped her.
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The heat of the sands was almost impossible to stand. I rushed over to my cousin Sulecio as he called me, my fr sparkling in yellow and sand colours as the sun hit me full on the back. My hasty footsteps made the copper bracelets on my paws tinkle as I ran, trying to ignore the heat. Even us creatures of the desert suffer in those melting temperatures. And I was tired of it. Not of the hot day, if you get me. I was tired to be my cousin's maid. I did nothing to earn it. And here we go again, he was calling me, possibly to hunt him some food.

Somehow, lately food seemed a scarce resource. Even the small rodents that used to run around the pack's territory were fewer. And the small and bristly plants that grew over our dens were dry and withered. If the dry season wouldn't end soon, our Pack would starve to death. Those were my worries as I ran to attend Sulecio's newest caprice. Or at least I thought so. There he was, sitting on a small puff of woven grass. I sighed before bending m bed. Sulecio wasn't a leader, he was a dictator.

''Late again, Saren.'' he said. I kind of expected it. And I was used to it too. But see, my paws can't run any faster over scalding sand. I kept my muzzle shut. No need to say him all what I wanted to; I'd surely get on big trouble.
''The reason why I summoned you here is a matter of great importance to our Clan.'' Sulecio stood up, not talking exclusively to me anymore. Only then I noticed that almost all the Pack members were gathered. My cousin went on. ''The dry season is lasting too long for us to stand it; we must head to the Oasis.''

Oh well, I didn't expect that. At least, he said something quite wise. Possibly, my father Onysio - who is the counselor - told him to do so. I don't know.
''Alright now, when I call your name leave the den and gather your stuff. Then, get ready to leave!''
I sat down patiently, and waited as he called out the names of each Clan member, one by one. The den slowly emptied, and finally I was the only one left behind. I stood up, quite confused, feeling too tired to think straight.
''Wait--? Won't I go too?'' I asked, my voice shaking. Sulecio looked at me, his amber coloured eyes scrutinizing my face.
''No, you won't. I'm tired of you, Saren. You can't hunt properly, you're not a healer. You can't help us in this journey.''
''But... f you all leave me behind, I'll die!'' I pleaded, my lower lip quivering.
''Yes, I know, Saren.'' he said calmly. ''But that is the law of Nature. Weaker ones die first.''

Really. I was stupid to believe that Sulecio was going to take me with him. Weaker ones die first, that had always been his motto. I watched the Pack go away with tears on my eyes, and I didn't want to be the weaker one. Not the good girl that always obeyed. And, besides all, Sulecio did forget I knew the desert better than any other desert fox. They needed me.

And I had made my choice. I took a deep breath before I went outside, to the afternoon's sunlight, and faced the hugeness of the sand of sea ahead. I wouldn't back down now.
I couldn't let them down.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. I understand that, by adopting this creature, I take full responsibility for it.

[June Bug]

darn my forgetfulness >.<
Now I'm bookmarking so I don't have to freakin search for it anymore xD

[Dia.]

yays i got her!!! -huggles new character-

[Desmond]

*Flails and squishies Makuu* <3

And, what do you know, I have another form. xD



Pet's ID Tag: 30
Name You'd Choose for It: V’Arikor
Gender: Male
Reason You Want It: His colors really attracted me; I think he’ll make a wonderful foil to B’Arivoi in my stories.

History/Background/Other: V’Arikor, along with B’Arivoi and her odd spawn of a son, Dalin, were the first to settle in the valley that is the North. While B’Arivoi took to the snowy mountains and Dalin wandered through the plentiful plains and forest, V’Arikor made his homes in the three Fire Mountains, in the volcanoes in what is known currently as the Schattenland. There, he gave mercy to the overpopulated herds of locals, cutting down their numbers so food could be plentiful for those that survived. He and the others became the Divine Trio; Dalin, being present at all births became representative of birth, B’Arivoi, for her tender care toward any living being, became life, and V’Arikor represented death, taking out the weak and world-weary so the next generations might become stronger.

Though he did not start out corrupted, his methods slowly started to change over time. Before, he would limit his killing to what his stomach could handle. Then, he started killing more and more, until some species, like deer, were completely wiped out from the North, or fled to another land to escape him. His thirst for blood became insatiable, especially when B’Arivoi passed on into spirit form, and was revered as a goddess. Jealousy made his thirst and hunger worse, and he was made into the symbol of what humans would call Satan.

Like B’Arivoi, when he passed into death, he returned as a spirit, corrupting the gullible and terrorizing the cowardly. Upon Shiva’s arrival into the North, he found the perfect puppet to channel though, and instantly guided the heartbroken animal to his former home. Using voices in Shiva’s head, he turned heartbreak into pure evil, the canine actually helping by coming up with the idea for an army to take over V’Arikor’s peers’ lands. And so V’Arikor took the mind of a black horse named Nyx to lead a pack of bloodthirsty hyenas, a species he created on a whim of evil-genius.

On occasion, he appears to Shiva, Nyx, or any of Nyx’s loyal children, but to no one else. He always appears in his natural, draconic form, blood sometimes dripping from his maw after a particularly gruesome battle. He is the banner under which Shiva wishes to take over, and he is the force whatever part is left of his mind that Shiva wants to emulate.


I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. Yes, fully.

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[ki-neko animura]

YES!!! I GOT ISABELLA!!! i am sooo happy right now. for some reason i can get characters here but no where else. *hugs Bella*

[Dia.]

Pet's ID Tag: 89
Name You'd Choose for It: Gray Rose
Gender: female
Reason You Want It: I am recruiting horse characters for a story i am writing. She will fit in perfectly with Holler and Gold Rush.
History/Background/Other:
Personality:
Sweet, Forgiving, and Kind. She loves to look after the foals. But she can get a little over protective at times.
Family:
Mother: Light Rain
Father: Bounty
Mate: Hornet
Children: Spirit(colt)
Best Friend: Dusty Wing

Gray Rose lay on the soft grass, opening her soft eyes, her eyelashes fluttering. She felt something prodding her, it was warm and smelled sweet. She strained to turn her head to see. It was a much bigger creature than she was, light grey and white... but she smelled so much like her! Is this my mother? She thought to herself. Do I look like her? The prodding and nuzzling didn't stop. However, after a while, Rose felt wam and content. She though that they poking and prodding would stop now, but it didnt. It just got rougher. She heard voices around her, one very close to her, her mother's voice, "Mom? Why wont she stand?" Her mother's voice was quiet and sweet. The horse who she assumed was her grandmother sighed, "Just give her time. I promise you, she is a lovely healthy filly." Gray Rose kept feeling the poking get harder and stronger, but the grass was so comfortable, why would she want to move? "Are you sure she is ok? I think she should be at least trying to stand by now!" An exasperated sigh came from the older mare, "Light Rain, settle down. You weren't to eager to stand when you were born... But I understand, she is your first foal..." She felt a different muzzle pushing her, "Come on Gray Rose, your mother is worried that you are broken..." Rose heard a chuckle from her grandmother. She felt one especially hard push and sighed, FINE!!! I'll get up she thought. She had not yet found her voice.
She gathered her tiny hooves and spindly legs under her body and with a great heave got herself into the standing position. She glared at the two mares before her, as if to say, "There... Are you happy now?" They both laughed, "See Dusty Wing, I told you she was fine... maybe even more than fine... Trust your mother for now on!" Light Rain sighed, "I guess so..." Gray Rose tried to take a step towards her mother, her instincts(and her stomach) telling her to find food. She poked arounder her mother, still quite shakey, but hunger was overpowering her, so she kept at it. Finally she found the right spot and suckled until her little heart was content.

One Month Later
Gray Rose ran along her mother's flank, towards the middle of the herd. She could see the lead stallion far ahead, his long black tail streaming out behind him like a flag. However, she had yet to meet him, and yet to even know his name. No filly met any male in the herd until she was at least a few moons old. Her mother told her she still had another two months to go. She had, however, met the lead mare, Gold Rush. She liked Gold Rush, for she was bold and sweet. Her mother seemed to like her as well, she told her once that her and Gold Rush were very good friends, but since they both had foals, they have not had time to hang out together. Gray Rose had not met Rush's foal yet, for he was a colt.
Rose slowed down with the herd as they reached the forest. The moon was starting to rise and the air was cooler. She followed close by her mother, the other horses said that this was the time when the wolves were most active. She had heard the last lead stallion was killed by them. Eventually they came upon a crystal clear lake with a waterfall rushing into it. Slowly, horses started to settle down and fall into the soft moss, grass, and sand. Rose could hear horses softly groaning and sighing as they got comfortable and started to drift to sleep. Her mother lay down in a pile of leaves and Gray Rose lay down next to her, tucking her long legs and tiny hooves under her body.

Two Months Later
Rose felt her mother nosing her in the side. "Come on Rosie, wake up... Holler would like to meet you." The young filly quickly got up, excited but scared at the same time. Would the lead stallion like her? He probably wasnt like her own father, who she had met yesterday. Bounty was calm and level-headed, he had instantly loved his daughter. He never stopped talking how beautiful she was. Light Rain smiled reassuringly, "Dont worry Rosie... Holler is very kind. He doesnt treat the fillies and mares like he does the colts and stallions. They need to be kept in line, or else the herd will break apart like it had before Holler was the lead stallion." That made Gray Rose feel better and her and her mother walked to where Holler and his son, Thunder, where talking. Gold Rush was standing a little ways off, watching carefully. Light Rain flicked her tail and whinnied quietly in a greeting. Rose smiled at the lead mare, but Holler's deep voice cut into her thoughts.
"We are meeting at last Gray Rose..." Rose looked up at Holler, her legs trembling. He hadn't looked as big when he was farther away, but this was just scary. He had to be the largest horse she had ever seen! Her mother gaver her a reasurring look and gave her a soft nudge with her nose for her to move forward. Gray Rose sighed and inched up, towards the monstorous lead stallion and his son, "U-h hi" She could feel the lead stallion's gaze scanning her body, from her ears to her hooves. She could see him nodding. He smiled, "I welcome you to this herd Gray Rose... You will make a fine young mare as you grow older." Rose smiled, still slightly shakey, "Why thank you..." Holler dipped his head and looked at his son, "This is Thunder." Thunder flipped his head in greeting and Gray Rose giggled.
Light Rain walked forward slowly, "Thank you Holler, for taking the time to meet and welcome my daughter. I am honored that you have accepted and approved of her young soul." Holler nodded, "She has grand blood running through her veins." Rain smiled and dipped her head. Rose thought that she could see a small sparkle in her mother's eye, but she shook her head and turned before she could see it better. Gray Rose just decided to leave it alone, it was probably just a play of the light.

One Year Later
Rose frolicked with the other yearlings. She tossed her head, loving the feeling of her silky mane flying. She watched the colts playing, standing next to the other fillies. She shook her head in disgust as the others giggled and gushed about them. Her friend, Dusty Wing rolled her eyes, "Can you believe them?" Rose laughed and whispered, "I would think they would have more to worry about than flirting with the guys at this age..." Dusty smiled, "You are right..." One of the other fillies heard them talking, "Oh sure... you dont like the colts? I'm sure you do, but you are to thick-skulled to even admit it to yourself!" Rose rolled her eyes, but that filly's words stuck fast in her head, refusing to budge. Might I like one? I wont think about it until the time is right...
The heard was grazing peacefully, but everyone started when they heard Holler's voice echo around the clearing, "Wolves!!!" He reared, yelling orders to the other stallions and older colts. He gave a respectful nod to King, the second in command. King nodded back. Gray Rose looked around frightened, not sure what to do. She saw her mother towards the center of a steadily growing group of mares and foals, but she wasnt sure if she was to join them. She felt a soft nudge in the side and turned to see her father. Bounty kept nudging her, "Get to the main group, stand towards the middle, but not mixed in with the mares and their foals. This is called a defense ring... I've only had to be in one one, maybe two times." He trotted forward beckoning for his daughter to follow him, "The idea is to have the mares and foals in the center, slowly working the way out with the elders, then the yearlings... and the ages go on from there." Rose just nodded and went where she was told. She stood next to Dusty Wing and in front of an elder named Frozen. She could feel her friend quivering and could hear the old stallion's voice, but she blocked it out...
She felt a pelt brush against her. She looked to the side to see one of the colts, Hornet. He flicked his ears, "I wish i could do something to help fight the wolves... but the older stallions wont allow it." He swished his tail. Rose looked at him out of the corner of her eye, then turned her head for a better look at him, "They will let you soon enough. I wouldnt worry." Hornet smiled, "Thanks!" Rose nodded and stretched her neck to her full height to see what was going on over the backs of many horses. She could see Holler battling with a fairly large wolf, but one of his huge, iron-like hooves struck him in the side of the head and the wolf fell back and dashed off. A wolf started trying to make it's way through the ring, slinking its way through the maze of legs. No horse noticed, they were too busy watching what was going on outside the ring.
Rose snorted and pawed at the ground. The colt next to her snorted as well, "What do we do?" Dusty Wing shuffled backwards, away from the approaching wolf. Hornet shook his head and whinnied loudly, leaping at the wolf when he could easily reach it. Gray Rose smiled, watching him, boy that colt could fight! Hornet struck out with a hoof hitting the wolf back. By then, other horses had noticed and were watching. A stallion pushed his way through to herd the wolf out of the ring. Rose gazed at Hornet, her heart fluttered.

Two Years Later
Gray Rose stood still, smiling, and staring at the sky. She heard a voice behind her and turned around to see Hornet standing there. She smiled, "Hey..." Hornet walked up beside her, his dun coat brushing her own roan coat, "Its a nice day..." Rose nodded. She waited a moment, but something came over her and she playfully nudged Hornet, pushing her nose into his side before running off into the forest, leaving the herd behind in the grazing area. She could hear him laugh, "Hey!!!" and hear his hoofbeats pounding the grassy, dusty ground as he ran after her.
Rose ran into the forest, slowly down as not to hit any tress or trod on any sharp stones. She knew where she was going by heart, hoping Hornet would know where to follow her. She kept running, but she slowed down to a trot as she entered a muddy area. She could feel the mud sucking at her feet, knowing she was leaving hoof marks that would tattle tale on her for going this way. But she didn't care. Shaking her head, she made her way through a few bushes, on a path she started on about a year back. It was now packed hard from her multiple visits.
She stopped at a small, crystal clear pool. The sun broke through a break in the tree branches above her and warmed her back. She smiled and waded into the pool, her long flax mane blowing slightly in the breeze. Rose turned so she could see the place where she had come in, waiting for Hornet to follow her. She strained her ears, hearing his hoof beats faint in the distance, but getting louder by the second. Finally, she saw his yellow-tinted muzzle, followed by his head, and the rest of his muscular body. She whinnied a greeting to him, shaking her head. He waded into the pool and lipped her withers, mane, and cheek, "Your crazy... Where are we?"
Rose smiled, "We are behind the waterfall where the herd sleeps. I dont think any other horse knows about it back here, but i find it much more pleasant and relaxing... dont you?" Hornet nodded, standing close to her. He bent his head to take a drink. Rose did as well. The water was cold and refreshing, it felt good as it trickled down her throat. She looked out of the break in the tree tops, seeing to sun starting to set. She walked out of the pool and stood on the bank. Hornet followed her. She could feel his gaze on her as she moved. Smiling she swished her tail, teasing him. He chuckled. Gray Rose stood still, feeling Hornet softly nuzzling her flank. She knew what he wanted... she knew what she wanted as well...

Later That Evening
Gray Rose and Hornet walked slowly around the waterfall and to where the herd was already settling down to sleep. She smiled to her mother, and her mother nodded, smiling. Dusty Wing walked by her, and over to Thunder who was standing a little ways off. Rose felt her friend's tail brush her as she passed. Rose just laughed and chose a spot to lay down, shifting her weight and finally letting her head rest down on the cool grass. Hornet stood above her, his head hanging low as he fell asleep.
Gray Rose let a smile spread across her maw as she drifted into sleep, that filly was right... she did like one of the colts... she just never wanted to admit it to anyone...

11 Months Later
Gray Rose stood next to her mother. She looked down at the tiny scrap of horse laying on the grass below her. She smiled and bent her head to nuzzle it. She heard her Light Rain's voice behind her, "He looks quite healthy Rosie... What are you going to name him?" Gray Rose shrugged and nudged the tiny colt, urging him to try to stand up. She thought of a few different name choices for her first foal, son of Hornet. She nudged him again, the hardest she wanted to. Her colt practically jumped to his feet and bucked a little before falling into the grass again. Light Rain laughed, "He is definately a spirited little fellow!" Rose nodded, "I'll call him Spirit." Rain nodded, "It suits him well. Im off to tell Hornet he may see him now..."
Gray Rose looked up hearing her mate walk over to her, "How are you?" He asked her, nuzzling her ear. She smiled, 'Tired... little Spirit's a handful!" She looked to wear Spirit was experimenting with the use of his legs. Hornet laughed, "The name definately suits him... He's full of fire." Rose nodded and nickered to her colt for him to come over. "Spirit, meet your father, Hornet." Her colt looked his father over and he nodded, almost like it was for approval. He started to play around his father's legs, rearing up and nipping at his shoulder and head. Hornet laughed and gently pushed him away, "Good luck with him." Rose smiled, "Thanks... I"ll need it."



I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it. I do...

yay i finished!!! probably just in time too

[Chelz]

Yay! I got Rachelle! <3333 *happy dances*