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by { Castiel } » Sat Jan 19, 2013 1:23 pm
Username: { Castiel }
Kennel Number: 193
Use: I wold use him as a roleplaycharacter. I would get art, draw my own animations and make comics and stories forum. None of my characters are allowed to collect dust.
- About the character -
Name: I would name him Lawliet after one of my favorite anime characters. He can be called Law for short.
Gender: He would be a male.
Species and/or specific breed: I would say that he could be a mutt, a possible cross between a husky, a sheepdog and a German Shepherd but his main heritage would be a wolf, and he would be about three quarters wolf.
Personality: Lawliet is a very intelligent dog, he has his street smarts being brought up on the streets and all. He has always longed for a nice home where he can curl up and fall asleep in. He wishes that he could be a loved family pet but nobody wants him and he would never go to the pound out of fear of not being wanted and being cast out or worse- killed. One day Lawliet hopes to find a mate and would love to have pups, but that wouldn't be for ages. He is a seemingly carefree dog, not really bothering about the dangers of the streets he has his own little slice of territory and that's all he needs. He would like to help other dogs on the streets, take them in a form a small pack yet most of the dogs he comes across are either hostile or run away.
He is really just a sweet guy, even though he may appear to be strange and scary to begin with. Because he never really communicates with other dogs he doesn't really know how to start or carry on conversations. He would however learn quickly if any street dog bothered to talk to him. His only friend appears to be a small alley rat he calls Howie, although Howie can't talk to him.
History/Background:
It all began many, many years ago when the wolves and dogs of the wild was different from they are today. They were larger for a start, and stronger with bone crunching teeth and jaws as well as claws that could mark even boulders. Back then there was only one pack, which held all the canine's alive making in an extremely large pack that consisted of over two hundred canines. In these times there were only four coat colors. Slate, brown, white or black and every canine had flawless colored coats. The term flawless means pure, or whole colored. Back then, only wolves with the same colored coats were allowed to mate with one another except for the alphas who were allowed to mate with any they chose. The main reason that they were only allowed to mate with same colored wolves as themselves is to preserve their coat colors in all their glory. The color of fur was very important back then. It showed signs of strength. Any wolves with even one different colored hair on their pelts were frowned at, and shunned. This pack was called the Ataneq pack, and it was led by the two largest and most powerful alphas Akiak and Chulyin.
Akiak was the alpha female and was the whitest husky dog around, as well as the largest and oldest. She was mates with the pure black Chulyin who was a sleek and muscled male wolf. Akiak and Chulyin tried their best at being the alpha’s, and were successful in many ways. Some of which were satisfying their pack by getting a good amount of food to fill the members stomach's. Another way was leading them to good grounds, away from threats. Akiak and Chulyin were in love deeply, which meant that their leading was even stronger when they worked together. One very cold and stormy winters night four new souls were brought into the world, as pups of the dominants. There was one slate grey wolf pup, who was the runt of the litter and therefore the smallest, one completely black husky pup that took much after its father who was the largest, one pure white husky pup looking much like her mother and one mud colored wolf pup. As a proud parent Akiak would never leave their sides when they were growing up and were not able to leave the den. She would often stay behind while Chulyin led the other wolves out to hunt. This did mean however that she did not eat, and relied on Chulyin to bring her back morsels of food in his mouth. Eventually though, the pups could come out of the den, and get a first glimpse of the outside world. This also meant that Akiak had weaned them, and could now leave a trusty member of the pack to babysat them while she went out hunting as well to regain her strengths and get a proper meal. Currently, all the pups but one had a name. Shesh was the mud brown colored wolf male and was by far the boldest of the litter. He had striking amber eyes, and a light pink nose giving him an elegant look, though fierce. Sesi was the pure white female and was the gentlest of the litter. She was a skinny and light built husky, with bright and vibrant yellow eyes and a charcoal black nose. Saghani was the all black male and was by far the most vicious. He had a somewhat evil glint in his deep amber, almost red eyes and none could barely tell he was a husky. The slate grey female however, had no name. For although she was the cleverest their parents had ran out of ideas for names, so in the end they just named the young pup ‘Nameless’. All the young pups grew up fast and healthy, including Nameless, despite the constant teasing and bullying she got from the others for having no name, and soon all of them were taking part in their first hunt.
One day, when the wolves were out on a hunt, there was a major squabble between the groups- leading into a major break up of the pack. Despite Akiak and Chulyin trying to fix things out with them and trying to smooth things down their attempts failed and the large pack split into four. All the black wolves and dogs including Chulyin took off, down to the darker sides of the forest. Taking Saghani with them. They would be able to blend in well with the shadows down there. All the white wolves and dogs - including Akiak and Sesi took of to the place of no sun. It was cold up there, but all white so their pelts would blend in well with the snow. Almost all the brown wolves and dogs- including Shesh took upwards to the deserts, their fur would blend in well with the sand and the rocks up there and finally all the grey wolves and dogs fled to the lighter parts of the forest including Nameless for easy hunting. It was many years until they heard from each other again, and by this time the pups had for filled their purposes and had each became alphas of their packs. Although their leading could not be any different. Shesh taught the ways of confronting their enemy in battle, while Sesi taught the ways of peace and harmony- not preparing her pack with any tactics at all. Saghani taught the ways of ruthlessness- made his pack brutal killing machine’s while the Nameless pup taught the ways of cunning- outsmarting their enemies and using their strengths against them. When they did finally confront each other it was in battle for territory, as all the packs had grown into a large number. Sesi’s pack was the first to suffer- having no skills in fighting whatsoever they had soon almost all been wiped out. Nameless however took in the survivors of her pack, teaching them her ways. Shesh’s was the next to go, being brutally slaughtered by Saghani. Nameless took in the survivors of his pack too. Teaching them the ways of her pack when Nameless had to face her brother his pack did not last very long when they began to use their strengths against them. Soon Saghani had fallen, and the remainders of his pack reluctantly joined Nameless’s pack. Nameless bent the rules for the wolves, allowing them to breed with different fur colors which are how the many varieties of fur came by today and eventually when Nameless died and the wolves dispersed into packs of their own her tactics are still used today. Legend says that one day under the shadows of the moon Nameless shall be re-born into flesh and blood once again, with the combined powers of her siblings. To overcome a terrifying fate of canine kind.
~2000 Years Later~
The sun crept up slowly that morning, lightening the sky. Turning it a purple orange color and waking up the noisy birds that had begun their morning chorus of tweets and chirps and sending the night animals back to their beds to sleep until the night appeared again. It was mid-July the sun had already started to beat down waves of heat as it crawled upwards. Due to the heat the council had been forced to issue a hosepipe ban, resulting in many hot people due to lack of paddling pools, and many gardens in peril. Flowers in their flowerbeds withered and died, and the grass in people's front gardens have begun to turn brown. Riverbeds had dried up and cracked, and many species of wild birds had retreated to the broads. Even the tar on the roads had started to melt slightly. Anybody with sense would not go out in this heat, and the streets and city of Kansas were almost deserted by midday, with only a few people who had gone out to buy food, clothes and the necessaries, while other people had retreated to their air conditioned homes. Cars were unused and stationary in the driveways and on the pavements, baking like tin cans. No one would touch them, unless they wanted to burn themselves. People had tried to find their own ways to keep cool. Some had the clever idea of making their own lollies, ice cubes and other cold treats, others just stripped to underwear and layed in the shade. The old and now dusty games of Monopoly and Scrabble had come out of the attic due to children not wanting to play computer games and there was not an animal outside, tame or wild as even dogs had taken to hiding in the shadows instead of taking morning walks.
During the night three tiny souls had been brought into the world, they were small wriggling bundles of fur that would be a mere morsel of a snack to a predator. But the mother dog was close by, her eyes sunken back into her head and her ribs poking out from her side. It was a miracle that she had survived that long in the alleyways life, with her mate Ryuk missing it was just her and she was suffering. She was unable to find the necessary food to keep her, yet alone her pups alive. She missed her owner, she missed the life that she used to have dearly. Yet her owners threw her out, moved away. Abandoned her. That was when he found Ryuk, that was when she fell head over paws for the stray mutt. She immediately loved him for who he was, and a year later got pregnant with his pups. A few weeks after the pregnancy he went out to get some food, and just never came back. She was worried sick for him, and couldn't eat for days, until she realized that he wasn't coming back. And now here she was, with her pups. The only things that reminded her of him, apart from memories they were the only thing she had left. Hearing a twig snap she wearily lifted her head up, ears erect and the hairs on the nape of her head standing on edge. "Who goes there?" She growled moving her pups behind her to try and protect them. The scent, that scent she could smell. It smelt...familiar. "Misa?" A whine escaped the lips of her mate. She could barely believe her ears and broke down immediately on the spot she stood trembling on. "You came back" She whimpered, her ears pinning back onto her skull. Ryuk padded forwards to Misa, and buried his head in her fur. "May I see the pups?" He asked, hearing the whimpers and whines of the helpless bundle. "Yes, sure. The small grey patched one is called Lawliet, after my father. The others are Arthur and Alfred, because they are twins. They were named after you're father and brother....We can change-"
"The names are perfect." Ryuk barked, interrupting Misa. "Just like you." And with that the now reunited family sat down and slept, while Ryuk explained all to Misa.
After that incident with Ryuk's return the a few weeks passed and as the puppies opened their eyes Ryuk began to teach them the ways of the streets. But not all of the puppies survived. One stormy night the dogs were moving territory, and one of them didn't survive. It was raining, and slippery and the three pups were tired, it was way past their bedtime but the animal controller had started to move in on them and they had to flee or risk death anyway. "Daddy, I'm tired." Arthur moaned his paws splashing in a nearby puddle, making him let out an unhealthy shudder. "We will be there soon son." Ryuk replied picking up the puppy and placing him on the sidewalk. "Arthur stop being such a kitty cat!" Alfred barked racing towards his brother and bowling into him, sending them both into the road. Lawliet cocked his head. He didn't like to get involved with his two brothers. He scared them, or so he thought. He was at least twice their size and didn't want to hurt them. "ALFRED! ARTHUR!" Misa howled lunging towards the two pups as the headlights of a car shone through the rain. "MUM!" Lawliet screamed watching the metal machine plow closer to his mother and two brothers. Ryuk had to pick him up to stop him from racing to his mothers side. What the two then saw would have scarred them for life, or at least it did scar Lawliet. Misa had picked up Arthur by his scruff and was hugging him close, while trying to reach Alfred who stood frozen to the spot staring at the headlights of the oncoming car. Misa flattened to the ground in time, disappearing behind the underneath of the car and coming out unscathed. Alfred was different. He didn't make it. His small and fragile body lay broken and bloody on the floor. Placing Lawliet down on the floor Ryuk picked up the body, and took Misa to the curb. "I'm sorry..." He murmured placing the puppy on the floor and bowing his head. "We shall bury him tomorrow, come lets find a place to sleep." She replied. The next day at dawn Lawliet got woken up by Misa. He was present with Arthur when they buried Alfred's body. Arthur never was the same again. He had gotten quiet and had retreated into himself. He was strange now, and talked to himself when nobody else was around. Lawliet feared for Arthur's health. But nobody would listen or believe him. He acted so ordinary around Misa and Ryuk. One day Ryuk couldn't take Lawliet much longer and snapped at him, claiming that Arthur was fine and that he should stop his whining. Scared and bewildered when they had all fallen asleep Lawliet scampered away into the night to see the world. He didn't get very far before he ran into trouble. The Animal Control had got him, they had cornered him and used the net to scoop him into a hard and cold cage. Having all of the wind knocked out of him the pup let out a loud yelp which woke up Misa. Noticing that her puppy was missing she frantically searched for him, waking up the rest of the family as she did so. She didn't make it in time, and had to watch as Lawliet got hauled away in the back of the Animal Controllers van, crying for help.
The next few weeks went really slowly for both family and for Lawliet. He hated it there. It was cold, it smelt funny and his cage kept getting smaller and smaller. Not to mention he had to stay in the same cage where he went to the toilet in and had to listen to all of the moans and cries of the other animals around him. And the food was terrible. It tasted like dirt. The water wasn't any better, tasting like stale iron. The most annoying dog there had to be a small Pomeranian in the cage next to him. It had a Icelandish accent and just would not be quiet about how he came here, how he lost his eye and how he got the scar above his right eye. It did Lawliet's head in, yet he daren't say anything. He didn't lie to make himself outspoken or be a pain himself. It seemed like forever, when in fact it had only been four weeks when the human came with a harsh metal pokey stick. He didn't make a sound, and as they unlatched the cage he slowly padded out and jumped down onto the cold floor. They took him into a back room, and lifted him up onto a table. He didn't like the feeling of this, so when they turned around with something that looked dangerous and held Lawliet's head down on the table he naturally panicked, managing to scramble from the humans grip he raced out of the room, pressing a button and releasing all of the dogs and cats in the process. All of the animals ran to their freedom and Lawliet returned home, being greeted with a warm welcome from his mother. "Where is father and brother?" Lawliet asked looking around for the other two members of his small family. His mother shied away, before telling him the story of how they left. Lawliet had been right all along, Arthur wasn't right in the head anymore and when Ryuk realised he couldn't bear to tell Misa even though she already knew. He took Arthur away and went to the humans. They had soon found an acceptable home and had settled in. As sad as he was to hear that story Lawliet was glad that he still had his mother. Of course being the antisocial dog he had grown up as he never told her so.
Months passed and life went back to normal for both mother and son. They hunted for food, fought and laughed together. It was the best weeks of his life and when his mother grew sick in her old age Lawliet would never leave her side, starving himself for her sake. "Son, you have to get food for yourself, you can't-"
"Nomother, I won't hear you say that word." Lawliet barked stubbornly back to the frail and weak body of his mother. All of his food went to her. He would give her the best times she had left in this world. He loved her, more than himself, and when she was cold he would curl up beside her, warm her up. When she was too hot he would fan her down with his tail. When the time finally came it was a shock to Lawliet. He had woken up that morning and she was unusually quiet. At first he didn't think anything of it, until he scented the air and caught a whiff of a scent he had only smelt once before. Once before that faithful night. When Alfred had died. "Mother?" He asked, nuzzling her side. It was stone cold, and she wast responding. "No! NO!" He howled, a melodic and sad howl. Yet alas, all that would run through his mind at that point was the fact that in the end she died peacefully. She died in her sleep, and that was all that really mattered. "At least you aren't in pain anymore." He sighed dragging the body to the nearby park and burying her. All of her territory was his now. Everything was his. But he didnt want it. He wanted his mother back. Now he lays in the alley, oblivious of his role in saing the canine kind. Waiting for that day to come when he will run into the dog. The one that will tell him his fate.
- Other information -
Lawliet's favorite food is steak, even though he rarely finds it. He misses his mother and brother dearly, as well as his father. He dislikes the rain as it makes him cold and it makes him shiver and loathes the snow. When it is sunny he is in his best mood.
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by strawbee » Sun Jan 20, 2013 7:16 am

Username: Derpwolf:3
Kennel Number: Kennel 244
Use: Stories, art, rp.
- About the character -Eternal Age: 4
Eternal Tree-type: urban cactus plant,
similar to this: linkAbout being a tree:Evergreen passed away in an unexpected way, so after her death she became a tree that could turn to a fox through times. But she had the choice to be seen or not to be seen, it's like a ghost thing. Overall Evergreen had to help people to stay alive, and make sure they didn't die either. So, she could transform into the fox when she found someone who was dying, but back to a tree to watch and make sure there was nobody's life to save at the moment.
Name: Evergreen
Gender: Female
Species and/or specific breed: Tree/Fennec Fox
Personality: Evergreen is always there to try and help others and she is always someone who is kind and gentle-hearted. She is always someone who acts like a leader, even though she is 4 she has been on this earth for some time now. But, since Evergreen is eternal, and eternity is not ever shown to urban life, she keeps low and makes sure nobody sees her transform.
Background:Evergreen passed away when she was just the age of 4, but it wasn't an ordinary way. It was because someone had poisoned her. So a magical mistress came and changed her so she could save others and become a tree just like the mistress, but she could transform, and help others. Evergreen has been on earth for a long time, but her 'age' is 4. If you counted the actual amount of ages she has been on earth, it's alot and she is actually 158. But, every 200 years Evergreen changes setting and moves to a different place, as a different tree. This is because, trees blossom alot, and Evergreen needs to keep cover and keep a low identity, so nobody finds out her true story, and how she transforms. Once Evergreen saves someone in either form, that person's life becomes same in comparison to hers and they become a tree/form-shifter that must save others. Yet, they have the choice 'to die, or to become a tree'. If they become a tree they are forever to save lives, though there is a chance for them to be cut down and die. So, if they are being cut down they have to change to their other form as soon as possible, or they are dead and cannot serve anymore.
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by white.flag » Sun Jan 20, 2013 9:39 am

Username: Lemon CupcakeKennel Number:29Use: Srories and mabye art.- About the character -Name: Rebecca, but most just call me Becca.Gender:Female.Species and/or specific breed:I am a Canine, but I am not sure what my specific breed is. I might be a wolf, though......Personality: .Playful.
I am pretty playful. I love to play tag and hide and seek. I also like to play with Adsila, but Lauren won't let me play with her too much. I can be calm, but I don't like to sit around for too long. I am restless, but Masquerade says it's just because I'm young. I climb trees, swim, and tackle other wolves when they're not looking, but I know when enough is enough or when it is time to settle down.
.Loving.
I am definitely loving. I love pretty much everything, especially Kits, pups, kids, baby duckies, and mice. They're all so cute! I also love many other things, but I don't want to bore you too much. I love to help Lauren take care of Adsila and when someone is hurt, I'm really good at finding herbs.
.Worrisome.
I worry way too much. I can't stand the sight of blood, and I go crazy if I think something is behind me. I freak out if I can't see something or is someone gets a cut, but I try my best to stay calm. I guess you could call me over-dramatic. Yeah, that sounds about right.
.Innocent.
Yup! Innocent ole me. I don't do anything bad except take Adsila to watch on Masquerade and S- So you're the one who's been taking her. Nope! Next topic. I really don't have that much too hide, and I'm terrible at keeping secrets. I mean, I can keep one, but you'll have to watch me and remind me.History/Background: .Before.
I sat in the rain, the mud on my paws reaching up to my stomach. My fur was soaked and flat, and my hope of finding someone gone. I looked into the river. Usually, I would have been happy to play in the rain and jump in the river and swim until I couldn't remember where I was. My ears were back and my tail hanging like a broken branch. I stood and drank from the river before padding along. Soon, I heard splashing. I looked up to see a shape moving upstream beside the river. The shape was definitely a wolf, and it looked as droopy as I felt. The closer I got the stranger it looked. It had wings and some weird gadgets on it. I padded up to him. "Hello?" I said in a soft voice. The wolf looked at me, his eyes lighting up. "Hey." He replied. "I'm Rebecca, Becca for short." I said, giving him a smile. "Nice to meet you, Becca. My name is Dehananjay." He said, looking a little embarrassed at how unusual his name was. "Dehananjay," I repeated, "Cool name, but can I just call you Jay?" I asked lightly. "Sure." He said, giving me a smile. I was already starting to like him.
.S.O.S.
I woke up to the smell of blood. Looking up, I was relieved to see that Dhananjay was washing off his paws in the river while a partly-eaten hare lay next to where I was. I sat up, rustling the leaves around me. Dhananjay looked back at me, his muzzle still dotted with blood. I gave him a smile and a nod, still not used to his wings. I finished off the hare just as he was padding back towards me. "Good morning, Becca." He said politely. "Good morning." I replied. I stood up and stretched. "Hey, I follow me." He said with a playful smile. "Why?" I asked suspiciously, not able to hide my grin. He laughed and shook his head. "Come on." He said, nodding towards the trees. I followed him, staying a little behind him in case he was going to try anything. He soon disappeared into a large wall of grass. I hesitantly followed, but he wasn't hiding, he was just standing next to a small water- I almost screamed as I ran over to it. It was three times the height of Jay and it landed into a beautiful little pond. I jumped in and motioned for Jay to come in, but he only stood there with a dumb face. "My uhh... My wings aren't water-proof." He stuttered. I smiled. "I'm not that stupid. It was raining just the other day." I pointed out. He sighed. "Okay, the truth is that I can't swim..." He said. I let out a small laugh. "You're kidding?" I guessed. He shook his head, looking embarrassed. "It's easy. See?" I said, paddling around, "Watch this." I walked out of the water and climbed up the side of the water fall. I was about to jump when I heard something behind me. I quickly turned to see something with two legs holding a stick with a rope on the end. "Shhh." He hissed. He suddenly jumped, putting the rope around my neck. "Dhananjay!" I squealed, but it was no use. By the time he had gotten up, I was in a box and moving faster than any wolf could run.
.During.
I stood at the edge on the human's territory, my nose stuck through the fence. I had learned much from a wolf named Samuel, who had been here longer than anyone else. I let a small whimper out and pulled my nose out. The last time I had seen Dhananjay was when the man had captured me. That was about 9 nights ago, though. I hadn't told anyone about him, but he was all I could think about. I may not have known him for a long time, but he was still the only friend I've had in a long time. I turned and stared to venture around, passing the cliff where Sam and Mask were and towards the small stream that ran through the land. I took a sip and lay down, too tired to go back into my crate. The sun was out, but a light sprinkle seemed to just have to come down. I smiled and enjoyed the water soaking my fur.
.Nice To See You Again.
It had been only 2 days since we had broken out of the cages. I was with Sam, Mask, Cori, Lauren, and two other males that I had yet to meet. It was the middle of the night but I was restless. I knew exactly where we were. We were sleeping along-side the same stream that I had met Jay near. I felt a rush of false hope that he would come out any second and tell me he was happy to see me, but he didn't come. I stood up, careful not to wake the others. There was one place that I had yet to check. I practically ran upstream, happiness running through my blood and filling up my hope again. I ran until I saw it- the wall of grass. I leaped through it, expecting to scare a sleeping Dhananjay, but nothing was there. All of my spirits were crushed and I fell to the ground. "Why hello there." A familiar voice said from behind me. My eyes widened as I jumped up and turned around. "Dhananjay!" I squealed, running towards him. Masquerade stepped out from behind him. "I heard him calling your name, but you were gone. He said we might find you here." I smiled at Dhananjay. "Well, Masquerade filled me in on what happened, so I guess I'll be traveling with you guys." He announced. My smile widened and I almost pounced on him out of delight. "But first we need some sleep." He yawned. Mask nodded in agreement, so we headed back towards the others.
(And here's something Lemon wanted me to add. This was before the whole 'Cage' thing happened.)
.Alone In The Dark.
I whimpered as lightening flashed and the thunder sounded in the distance. It was morning, but hours until the sun would usually come out. The rain beat hard against the leaves above my head, sending down pools of water. I stood, my eyes determined. It was pitch black, but I could see my mother’s eyes clearly. The Lightening flashed behind me, but this time I didn't flinch. The thunder sounded hard against the cold night air. I was almost as tall as my mother, but I was nothing like her. I wasn't a murderer. I saw a flash of fear in her eyes as she realized that I could beat her, yet she held her ground. I stared, my eyes full of hate, yet she was giving me a stronger glare. My father’s blood on her jowls and paws angered me more. His body lay under a tall oak in the distance. Lightening flashed behind me exactly as a loud crack was sent through the air. The storm was right over us, blowing through our fur and pushing against us. I knew that I was in a better position than she was, and we both knew it. The wind was blowing from behind me and another loud crack sounded. She flinched, squeezing her eyes tight for a second, but it was long enough. I leaped, traveling through the air faster as the wind pushed me. I a split second, there was a pop as my mother went limp. No one would know, and I never regretted it, because, on that night, I found my inner beast. It was not me that had murdered her, it was the beast inside me. She had killed everyone I loved, and even Mother Nature could figure out who was the true killer. I stepped away from her body. "You don't scare me anymore." I half growled, half whispered into the wind. The storm worsened as I walked away, my eyes still full of hate and power.
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls - Other information -Likes and Dislikes:.Likes
Hmmmmmm....... I like pretty much everything..... But, I'll list some things for you, if you want me to.
~ Snow
~ Rain
~ Adsila
~ The taste of deer
~ Apples
~ Berries, expecially blue berries
.Dislikes.
Well, this might be hard, so I'll Include my fears with it.
~ The dark
~ Rats
~ Thunderstorms
~ Cori
~ Being covered in mud
~ The taste of birds and fishACTS

Username:I am Lemon Cupcake.Kennel Number:95Use:He would also be used for stories and art.- About the character -Name:Dhananjay, but Becca tells everyone that it's just Jay.Gender:I am a male.Species and/or specific breed:Just a wolf. You an ignore the wings since I wasn't born with them.Personality:.Analysist.
This may be the best word to describe me. Analysist. It means that I analyze things a lot, which is more than true. If I see a flaw in something, I will point it out, which makes me one of the best at making strategies and plans. It helps mainly when it comes to trying to get information out of someone.
.Smart.
Yes, I will flat out declare my smarts. I know almost everything there is to know, inclluding how to make a shelter almost anywhere. I also made my wings and all of my gear. My wings actually do work, but I have to give them a little boost. Say, if I were at the top of a hill and I jumped, then that would give me a good enough boost depending how high the hill was.
.Determined.
I am definately determined. I will never give up on anything that I have set my mind to. I guess you could call it stubborn or annoying, but I think it's a good thing. Everybody told me to give up on the wings, but now I can fly. I love my determination, because it helped me find Becca, who I admittedly may have a small crush on....
.Creative.
As I have stated before, I created my wings and all of my gear. What else do you want me to do that would prove that I was creative? So you get the point, right. I think Sullivan rubbed off of me when I met him a while back, but that is history. I'll tell you later, though. But I do want to say that I helped him come up with the idea for Socks, but I doubt he remembers me.History/Background:.Alone with Suli.
The wind was blowing steadily as I stood at the top of the hill. I had packs of sand tied to me holding me down, but I didn't care. "And...... Go!" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, I took off down the hill and across the meadow at the bottm. "Record time!" Sullivan called as he wrote something down on his paper. When I reached him, he unstrapped the bags and showed me the clipboard. I shook my head as I looked up at him. Running over to my sand board that Suli had given me when I had first met him. I clawed a desing on it and stepped back. Suli's eyes widened as he copied it down. "That's it! Good boy!" He said. I drew the lengths of my design and stepped back. "Okay, Met me go to the store and get what we need." He said, walking off. When he came back, he was carrying a bunch on metal peices and some giant feathers. I ran over to him as he set it all on the ground. "Okay, lets start."
.Wilbur and Orville.
"Three, two, one, blast off. Phshhhhhhhhh." Sullivan said, mimicking a rocket ship. I barked at him once to remind him to act as old as he was before he put on my invention. I looked back, proud of what we had built, but the straps hurt. I trotted to the top of the hil and extended my wings. They felt heavy as I ran, but after I was at a steady pace, I started to feel my feet leave the ground. I smiled, but my flight time was short before one of my wings twiched, sending me straight for the ground. "Dhananjay!" Sullivan called, running towards me. I stood up and looked at my damaged wings. "How about titanium this time?" He laughed. We rebuilt my wings and put them on me. "And.... Take off!" I took off and felt my feet leave the ground. I smiled and let out a short howl as I started to flap my wings. I soared in circles before flying back to land next to Sullivan. "There's still something that bothers me, though," I anounced, "The straps are a bit annoying." Sullivan nodded and thought for a second. "Well, I do have one idea....
When I woke up, I was on a soft, cusiony pallet. My shoulders hurt and I couldn't see straight. I heard the door open and Sullivan walked in. "Hey, Dhananjay," He greeted me, "How are you feeling?" I looked at the three Sullivans. "Fine, how are you three?" He laughed and sat a bowl of water next to me. I drank it and stood up, pain shooting through my front legs making me stumble. He rushed over to me and bent down, laying me back down. "You should probably rest before you try to walk." He instructed. "Oooohhhhh..." I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. "The wings are now attached to your shoulder blades, so they will hurt for a while." He said.
.Becca.
I stood near a river, my wings still killing me. I took a large whiff of the air, but the wind was going against me. I noticed a shape in the distance, easily seeing that it was a wolf, since Sullivan had upgraded all of my senses, which helped when hunting. I spread my wings, but pulled them back in as the wolf got closer. I looked away as she reached me. "Hello?" She almost whispered. "Hey," I mumbled, my eyes lighting up. "I'm Rebecca, Becca for sort." She informed me. "Nice to meet you, Becca. My name is Dehananjay," I said, feeling a warmness filling my body. "Dhananjay," She said, making me smile wider, "Coll name, but can I just call you Jay?" She asked. "Sure." I said, not knowing what else to say.
.Why Hello There.
"Rebecca! Rebecca!" I called, "REBECCA!" i was growing desprate.Ever since the humans had taken her I had felt horroble and guilty. I had slipped and gotten my wing snagged under a rock and I couldn't get it out until it was too late. As soon as I was deep enough into my thoughts, something tackled me from my right. The wolf pinned me down and snarreled in my face. I growled loudly and spread my wings. She yowled and stumbled off of me. I took the time to get to my paws and extend my wings again. She screamed a name that I couldn't understand. Soon another wolf ran up from behind her. I growled loudly and opened my wings again, sending him stumbling back, too. I darted off, knowing that they could beat me. I found an open feild and looked back. They were still on my trail. I took off and spread my wings, hoping they would work. I fellt a nip on my tail, but they were too late. I felt my feet leave the ground and my blood pumping. I soared towards the sound of water, hoping I was where I thought I was. I landed at a stream, my hopes fading. A wolf tackled me from the side, but when I spread my wings, she spread hers, too. My eyes widened in surprise. Shortly after, the other two wolves came up behind her. We were all breathing deeply, but not moving otherwise. "Listen...." I sighed. They were all glaring at me. "I didn't mean any trouble," I explained, "I was just looking for my friend-" But I couldn't finish. "Rebecca." The other female mumbled. "How did you know?" I asked. "I'm guessing you're Dhananjay." The male said, "Let him go, Skylar." He ordered. The winged female stepped away from me. "Rebecca left at moon-high." Skylar said. "I know where she is." I mumbled, heading for the waterfall.- Other information -Likes and dislikesLikes
~ Flying
~ Inventing
~ Planning
~ Hanging out with Becca
Dislikes
~ Snow
~ The dark
~ Failing
~ Humans other than Sullivan
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Username:Lemon CupcakeKennel Number:48Use:She will be in the same story as Becca and Jay.- About the character -Name:Skylar, but I go by Sky, too.Gender:Female.Species and/or specific breed:My mother was a Blue jay wolf and my father was a black wolf.Personality:.Diffrent.
Yes, I am diffrent and I do have wings, but I am not like any other wolf that I know with wings. They spent all of their time flying and playing in the air, but I never saw anything in it. I only use my wings when I have to or when I'm helping someone. I am also blue, as my mother was a Blue Jay Wolf.
.Loyal.
I am loyal to anyone who I think deserves it, including Masquerade and Samuel, who both helped me escape the humans a while ago. I don't trust people who don't deserve it, and I don't have many friends. The only one who I trust other than Sam and Mask is Adsila, but only because she is just a kit.
.Determined.
I guess this is a pretty good word to describe me. I get my stubbornness from my determination, obviously. I don't give up easily, expecially when in a fight, which used to happen ofther when I was a guard of my pack, but we'll get to that later. But one thing I am not determined to do is find a mate, though.History/Background:.Before.
I stood at the entrance to camp. I held my head high, but my father was still taller and larger than me. I heard the other pups playing around, but they were allstill too small to have duties. I was born the largest and I started my training early. I sat up straight and made my ears point up straight and alert. I felt something warm and wet rub against my head. I smiled up at my father, who was smiling back. My ears went back as I dug my face into his fur before scooting closer to him and watching the area around us.
.During.
I glared around the room, observing every little detail as I had done with my father. There were other wolves and cats with wings and other animals that I had never seen before. I stuck my nose through the bars only to pull them back out quickly. The smells comming from the halls and the other animals all combined, making a large, horrible smell. I cowerd back and closed my eyes, wishing I was back home.
.Intruder.
I took off shortly after I saw Becca leave she looked hopeful and exited, but I didn't know why. I flew around for only a little under a minute before I spotted another wolf. I was just about to get at him when I noticed his wings. Within seconds, Masquerade and Samuel were chasing him. I followed him as he took off and landed right before he did. I pounced on him. He seemed determined that all wolves would be scared of his wings, so I got prepared for it. I mimiced him, reversing the table just as Mask and Sam came up. I jumped off as they told me to, still keeping alert incase he treid to pounce.
- Other information -Likes and Dislikes:Likes:
~Warm, sunny days
~Clear skies
~Flying
~Rabbit
~Exploring
~Dreaming
Dislikes
~The cold
~Fish
~Water
~Swimming
~Snow
~DhananjayACTSNOTE:
MASQUERADE, SAMUEL, SULLIVAN, ADSILA, LAUREN, AND CORI ALL BELONG TO ME. SO DOES THE BASIC PLOT OF THEIR HISTORY. DO NOT COPY OR STEAL IT!
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The wind is howling like the swirling storm inside
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Be the good girl you always had to be
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Caught in the eye of a dead man's lie
Show your life with your head held high
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Username: pinwheel.Kennel Number: This beautiful beaming puppy is in 193Use: RP's, Definitely Stories, Some Contests but I won't ever allow him to be a dust collector. I'll probably use him as the protagonist in a story that I'm coming up with and also as a character that I can paint/draw traditionally. He would be the best friend of my other character Ellie, a fun, flighty 6 year-old angel.Name:Kiomaru (Kio for short)
(I chose this name because it just seemed right for him. I'm not really sure what it means or if it does mean anything at all! I just think this name is a really good fit for him.)Gender:Male ♂Species and/or specific breed:Domestic Grey Miniature Schnauzer Puppy
Personality:He's an extremely shy puppy with a kind heart and an optimistic disposition. Kio is sort of clumsy at times and sometimes stumbles when he walks, partly because he is still a young puppy. Kio was the runt of the litter and the last born of all his other siblings and thus is somewhat of a pushover. Kio is slow to anger, quick to help others, and willing to do even the seemingly impossible if it can be tried. Kiomaru is a tad bit quirky too, doing things not even the weirdest teenager would attempt. You can't help but love him though. Although he possesses all these good qualities Kiomaru can be clingy and whiny sometimes. Kio never misses the chance to lie and nap even if he has just woken from one and backs it up with, "I need mah beauty sleep!".


Few people are as practical and ambitious as Capricorn. Yours is the tenth sign, an earthy element, which makes you down to earth and matter-of-fact. Caution is your second name and this is due to Saturn, your ruling planet. You are sometimes shy and lack self confidence and self-esteem. Others do not generally see you as too enthusiastic but when people get to know you, you do have a side to your nature which is humorous and affectionate. You like to work quietly and effectively without creating too much bother or attention to yourself. You are emotionally cool so you don't warm to people that easily until you get to know them. Once you get closer you start to feel comfortable with them. Suspicion is one of the chief traits of Capricorn and when you meet people for the first time it is your way of displaying maturity by not jumping the gun. You like to understand what another person is really about. You are a big thinker even though you work methodically and practically by taking your time to achieve what you set out to do. You never like airy, fairy concepts and only work on ideas which will vouch safe your financial and material security in the future. You are not a clock watcher when you work because you believe in doing a job right the first time round. You also hate wasting time. You are frugal, resourceful and hard working. Commitment is natural to you. You are sure to scale the heights of success and due to your keen focus, discipline and concentration your ruling planet Saturn insures a great deal of success, power and happiness. Capricorn stands for courage and achievement after a long and tedious effort.
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History/Background:Kio was born the runt of his litter to kind dog breeders in California. His siblings were always the first to eat, be washed, and get treats. For this reason Kio became very shy and meek. Trying to get away from the rest of the world, Kio stared quietly out of windows, watching the world go by and muttering to himself opinions about that world. One day as he did so, a chickadee flew to his window and pecked at it trying to get his attention. Kio noticed and then gave a little puppy wave. The two began to talk and became fast friends, conversing everyday.
Until one day the chickadee never came. For about a week Kio never moved from that window. His mother, father, and siblings coaxed him to eat but he dared not move just simply waiting for the chickadee to come. It did not though and one day on a walk he noticed it dead on the sidewalk. Kio stared at it quietly, a small sad smile creeping across his face. Kiomaru sighed, picked up the chickadee (he had never learned her name) carefully in his jaws, dug her a grave, and buried her there on the side of the sidewalk.
*Why... why wasn't I more sad when I buried her.* Kio thought to himself returning home from his walk, entering through the doggy door. Maybe it was because he was growing up;finally becoming the strong non-needy pup he always wanted to be or thought he wanted to be anyway. Kio shrugged and lied down on the soft dog dais to take a nap, wanting to forget all of his weakness and have it melt away into the strength he had deep inside of him.
"io...Kio...KIO!" shouted a voice. Kio opened his eyes lazily and looked up into the face of his brother, Tamiki, "Huh? What's wrong?" Kio mumbled, slowly waking up. Tamaki frowned, "Kio, the two legs are here. They have something with them, it's tiny and kind of smelly. It's in the kitchen, C'mon!" he said tugging on Kiomaru's ear. Kio took a long stretch and then rose to his feet, swatting his brother away. "Alright. Let me take a look at it." he said hopping off the dais and walking into the kitchen, nails clicking against the hardwood floor. Upon entering the kitchen something his brother said immediately jumped out at him. The smell in the kitchen wasn't at all pleasant. It smelled as if some dog dirt had been left behind when the two legs did their cleaning. And then he saw it.
In the female two legs arms there was a tiny two legs. It seemed to be the source of the smell but Kio didn't care about that at the moment. He was just simply fascinated with the thought of another two legs in the house. He smiled and left the kitchen, returning to the living room, plopping himself onto the dais. Suddenly the female two legs entered the living room and laid the small two legs onto what seemed to be a table. Kio squinted his eyes, focusing, and watched silently. The female two legs began to clean and then dress the two legs. Kio's jaw dropped. The smell was gone. Kiomaru hopped from the dais and began to follow the female two-legs and the small two-legs around for the rest of the day, amused with the small, gentle, helpless two-legs in it's mothers arms.
A few days later while Kio was still quietly fixated on the peaceful baby, that now laid in it's crib, the male two-legs entered the house with what seemed to be flyers for something. The male two-legs walked into the kitchen and, curious, Kiomaru began to follow. "Honey," the male two-legs said to the female two-legs, "I put up flyers outside for the adoptions that we're having for the puppies." Kiomaru's heart stopped. Was HE to be adopted too!? The female two-legs sighed, "I suppose your right... I mean we don't have much space around the house with them ALL here, especially with the baby." The male two-legs kissed the female two-legs on the head and left the room. *Oh no...* Kiomaru thought, feelings of dread creeping up upon him.
That afternoon when the male two-legs fed him and his mother, father, brothers, and sisters Kio was contemplating whether or not to tell them all that they might be adopted soon. "Mom?" Kiomaru asked timidly, tugging on his mother's ear. Kiomaru's mother looked down and smiled, "Yes? What's wrong, son?" Kio looked into his mother's eyes and sighed, "Nevermind, I'm sorry mom." Kio replied before going out the doggy door and onto the street. Kio looked out and saw dozens of flyers posted onto streetlights and telephone poles. *Well, at least I'll get my exercise* he thought, already feeling tired. Going to the nearest one Kio ripped down a flyer and held it in his jaws. He repeated the process again and again until all the flyers the male two-legs had put up were down. On the way back home Kio spit the flyers into a trash-can. *Good riddance!*
The smell of chicken wafted lazily into Kio's nostrils as he returned home in through the doggy door. His brothers and sisters had probably gone to nap but the two-legs were probably in the kitchen making something yummy for their dinner. Kiomaru entered the kitchen, fixing to see if they'd changed their mind or not on the subject of the adoption or not. "Sweetie, how many guests are coming by for tonight's dinner?" the male two-legs asked the female two-legs. "About 10, dear. It's only for an hour and we'll have to put the dogs away." she said, sprinkling some seasoning on the chicken. Kio frowned, he disliked the idea of so many loud, noisy, two-legs in the house. They were really rowdy sometimes. Well, he was too tired to think about that right now. Kio left the kitchen and re-entered the living room. Maybe he'd sleep under the couch for his nap, he knew it was frowned upon because it made it harder for the two-legs to find him but he assumed the circumstances were different at this strange time. Squirming his small body under the couch Kio shut his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Kiomaru opened his eyes slowly and yawned, scanning the room. The first thing he noticed was how many two-legs were in the house to his alarm before remembering the dinner party his two-legs were having. It was really loud in the room to Kio, louder than the house had ever been since he was born. There was classical music playing and two-legs practically shouting even if they sat right next to each other. It irritated Kiomaru to the point where his ears laid flat against his head. *How obnoxious!* he thought to himself. The two-legs were standing around the small two-leg's crib admiring it's appearance. For whatever reason it made Kio happy as if that was his baby. Suddenly there was a loud plop and a piece of chicken fell against the floor. Kiomaru's eyes lit up. He wasn't a gluttonous dog but right now he felt as though he was starving and that piece of chicken would be pure bliss. Without thinking, Kio bolted from out under the couch and began munching away at the chicken. The two-legs shrieked from the fright of having a dog no one thought was there suddenly emerge from underneath the couch. "NO KIOMARU!" shouted Kio's owner, the male two-leg, picking Kio up bu the scruff of his neck and leading him down to the basement. Kio frowned, *I was just hungry...* The male two-legs gently put Kio down at the bottom of the basement stairs. "Stay down here with your family," the male two-legs said softly. Kiomaru simply looked at him before the two-legs retreated up the stairs and back to the party.
"Kio, come over here with the rest of us. You'll get sick since it's so cold down here!" came the voice of his mother from underneath a small window from which moonlight poured through. Kiomaru smiled and trotted over to her, "Kay." he said simply, squirming himself halfway under his mother for warmth. "Mom, what if I told you that we were all going to be put up for adoption?" Kiomaru asked timidly. Kio's mother took a minute to think before finally answering, "Then my dear Kio all we can do is hope that we are put into a home that suits us all well. After all, the two-legs are our masters and judging from past experience they seem to be looking out for our best interests so why worry my darling?" Kio thought about this for a moment. What if his mother was correct and what if he was just overreacting? Still... Well there was nothing he could do right now so he figured he might as well get some sleep. "Okay mother." he said simply before shutting his eyes and drifting off to sleep.
The bright sunlight of morning shined brilliantly into Kio's eyes, jolting him awake. Looking around he realized that he'd been carried upstairs in the night from the basement and back into the living room, probably by the male two-legs. Suddenly there was a loud crash, a whimper and then the face of his sister, Taylor, "Kio!? KIO!? Come outside!" Kio scrambled off the dais and onto the, surprisingly warm, hardwood floor and out to the backyard. Kio's eyes widened in horror. The two-legs were already adopting his brothers and sisters! A two-leg couple had Tamaki in a crate and were taking him to the car. Another couple with a toddler two-legs had two of his sisters and had already put them in their car. *Oh no, this is NOT happening* Kiomaru ran down from the porch, onto the backyard lawn and began barking as furiously as possible, trying to scare the two-legs away. Unfortunately Kiomaru's barks sounded more like mewls and his running around was rather slow and stumbly than quick and frightening. Suddenly as Kio was running around he bumped into a tree and immediately afterward blacked out into a murky unconsciousness.
"Poor boy. Probably got scared by all the people..."
"Yeah, Hey I think he's coming to!"
Kiomaru slowly opened his eyes, awakening in a vet's office. "Might I ask, were you going to give Kiomaru away? If so, we have many cages for him." said the vet, almost seeming happy about it. "Oh, no not at all. We connected with this little guy. He's not going anywhere." said Kio's female two-leg owner. Kiomaru smiled, if a dog can smile, relieved with the fact that he'd still be with his family for awhile. In the car on the ride home Kio just stared contemplatively out the window, watching the cars and fields, birds and gas-stations whip by him and then behind him, left in the fury of the speeding Jeep. At that moment, he realized he was going to be okay, life would go on, and something that Kio could only perceive as God would take of him and his family. Life goes on. Life. What a funny word for Kio. He would have to go through much of it in the years to come. But he was ready because even though he was a small puppy, he had an immense imaginationa and heart. Suddenly clouds began to roll in out of nowhere, covering the sky in a dark shade before the heavens opened and rain began to pour down like a faucet had been turned on. Kiomaru marveled at it all, astonished with it's beauty before shutting his eyes, tuning the rest of the world out, and listening to the rain.
- Other information -Likes/dislikes/art, etc. [optional]:Likes:Running, rain, silence, going for walks, thinking, watching TV during rain in the bedroom
Dislikes: Noise, busyness, shouting, brightness, overly pecsimistic people, being left alone for long periods of timeKiomaru's Favorite Quote wrote:Shoot for the MOON. Even if you miss, you'll land among the STARS!
-Les Brown
Favorite Band(s) wrote:Ǥʋиɢσя, Ƭɛитн Δʌɛиʋɛ Иσятн, Ѳωℓ Ɔιтʏ, Ɯɛ тнɛ Ƙιиɢƨ, Ғʋи.
Favorite Song wrote:βяσтнɛя Ѧσσи вʏ Ǥʋиɢσя
Favorite Food wrote:Ѧαиɢσ
Favorite Color wrote:βяιɢнт Яɛ∂
Favorite Things wrote:Δƨтяσℓσɢʏ,Ѧɛтɛσяσℓσɢʏ, Δиιмɛ/Ѧαиɢα, Ғяʋιтƨ Δи∂ Ѵɛɢɢιɛƨ,Яαιи
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by white.flag » Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:25 am
I'm pretty sure that I'm done with my form for Rebecca, aka, number 29. I'm still working on Jay (95) and Skylar (48), but I'm mainly working on Jay for now. I was curious about two things.....
1 ) When will the Code drop be, or have you not decided yet?
2 ) If Two characters are in the same kennel, do they count as two or one of the maximum three?
Amazing art shop
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My muse? It's doing backflips. Pm me if you want me to join an rp or if you wanna do a 1 x 1.
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation and it looks like I'm the Queen
The wind is howling like the swirling storm inside
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried
Don’t let them in, don’t let them see
Be the good girl you always had to be
Conceal, don’t feel
Don’t let them know
Well, now they know
~Demi Lavato Let It Go
One, two, three and four
The devil's knocking at your door
Caught in the eye of a dead man's lie
Show your life with your head held high
Now you're on your knees
With your head held low
the big man tells you where to go
Tell him it's good
Tell him okay
Don't do a damn thing they say
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by Wesley » Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:45 am
Lemon Cupcake wrote:I'm pretty sure that I'm done with my form for Rebecca, aka, number 29. I'm still working on Jay (95) and Skylar (48), but I'm mainly working on Jay for now. I was curious about two things.....
1 ) When will the Code drop be, or have you not decided yet?
2 ) If Two characters are in the same kennel, do they count as two or one of the maximum three?
1) I've not decided yet, but it will be no earlier than the beginning of March. Probably the first Saturday in March?
2) It counts as one c:
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