Tough as Nails Adoption (Closed for renovations!)

[Atwood]

The forms will be gathered in about one hour, just so everyone knows. :3

[Rainbow Dash]

I apologize to all who applied for donation #6 of this round; it had to be removed due to a conflict in the terms of service of another adoption agency.

The head of the other adoption agency requested that it be removed. I checked their rules and it does violate them. We wish you luck in future adoptions.

[Atwood]

Adoption forms are now being collected - if you make any edits to your form after this point, be sure to repost it so the edit doesn't get missed. ;3

Edit: All the forms have been collected and are now being evaluated. ^^

[crazy cranky critter]

Oh no, I forgot to do the last little paragraphy thing, hopefully what I have got is long enough. (and just incase the last bit sounds wierd I was planning to resolve it)

[Ranua]

Thank you Atwood.^^

[chaos.]

( finished ^_^)

I would like to adopt!
Number:
23
Picture:

Name:
June
Species:
Chocolate Canine
Personality:
June is one who is hard to understand. You can never exactly know what she wants, she may want something one minute, and the next she says something different.
June is also more the quiet type, not the exciting, bounding of the wall kind. She is calm, nice, though she can be annoying.
She's always been more mature then the others her age. Is it her species, or just her personality?
June doesn't have a clue, for she is the only one of her kind she has ever seen in all her life.
Then again, she is an odd, but beautiful creature. So far, none is like her, she is the exact description of an original.
Likes:
Her personality-Like I said above, she's loves being the calm one, the one thats like no other.
The country side-June prefers the quiet country side compared to the noisy and busy city. She loves the sound of the trickling stream, or the sent of the herbs growing.
The forest-Its like the country side, she enjoys quiet places, places she can be herself. Places she can hear herself think, and escape from the rest of the world around her.
Rain- The sound of rain drops calms her.
A meaning in life.- June likes to have a reason for living, a goal for life. Her's is understanding the creatures around her, being herself, loving.
The night- The stars, the moon, its beautiful. She loves sitting at night watching the stars and moon, its a hobby of hers, a weird one that she enjoys immensely.
Dislikes:
The city.- The city disrupts her, and annoys her. There's nothing to do there, or nothing to do that really means something.
Crowds- She doesn't like being crowded, being pushed into places she doesn't want to go, or people buzzing around her, yelling, talking, whispering. June can hear it all, and stops her from thinking what she wants to think, and stops her from focussing on one thing.
Being teased June is often teased about her appearance, though most people say she beautiful and original, others tease her about her tail, or her wings.
Stuffed animals-Its a weird pet-peeve if hers, but she thinks its offensive to animals, making them into plushies.

Background
Would you like to hear about my past?
It all started the day I was born, on the 24th of June.
My mother named me June after the month I was borne in, of course. She thought it suited me well.
Now, as I said above, there is nobody like me, correct? Well, that's true. Not even my mother or father were like me, none of brothers or sister either. I was the odd child, and my parents couldn't figure out what made me like I am.
One was a normal, chocolate lab.
The other, was a arctic wolf, but he was borne without a tail.

As you may have guessed, I was borne in the wild, in the forest. I was the odd one of the family, I know I have stated that quite a few times, but its true. Not just my appearance, but my personality, too.
Each day, I old go out to the country side and just be myself. At night, at would sit and stare at the stars. I would usually come back from my days trips at around 2:00 AM.
I must admit, the first time I had done so, my parents were furious with me. I didn't tell them where I was going, or when I would be back. They thought humans had caught me, and kept me as a pet. Or that they had taken me to a testing lab, to figure out what species I was, if it existed.

Well, they're assumptions were correct a year later. I wasn't taken to a lab, or to a home, but I was sent to the SPCA.
Though, the food there was much easier to catch, and I was never starving or parched.
But I got tired of staying in small dog crate for two years. I tried to escape several times, and I achieved my goal quickly.
Of course, a day later I was found again. Sent back to the SPCA where a family was waiting for me. They had 'reserved' me, when I first came. They found me fascinating.
I was surprised, I mean who would like something like me? Why wouldn't they want a normal dog, like a golden retriever, or a dalmatian?
I didn't understand, but I went along with it. I didn't bite, I didn't scratch, I was the perfect lady.
I think, or at least I tried to be.
They still adopted me though, and I went to their house.
It was huge, at that moment, there was no where else I would rather be in the world. They were nice to me, the kids played with me, they fed me, gave me water. It was the dream of a street dog.

But after a while, like the SPCA, I grew tired of the treatment. I wanted freedom in my life. I wanted to do what I could, in the forest. I wanted to get out of the city, and away from these people. I can't tell you how many times I failed to run away, and the number of times I succeeded. They always got me again, thought. This place, it always finds its lots dogs. Or whatever I was, half dog, I guess.

But one day, my if was filled with joy when I saw one of the children had left the gate open. I made a run for it, of course. I ran as fast as I could, though I could hear the shouts of disappointment of the children, and the yells of anger from the parents.
I ran still my paws bled, until i got back to where my home was. I expected my family would be there, waiting for me after all these years.
To my surprise, they weren't.
I was depressed for a while, I sat waiting for my family to come back home, though in my heart, I knew I would never see them again. I spent months looking to the dark forest, every few days thinking I saw them, then realizing it was just a deer, or a racoon. At the last couple of months, I started to have illusions of them coming home, So I would rush over to them, to hug them. But when I tried to touch one, they vanished.
I decided I was going crazy, that I had to live my own life from now on.
But I stayed where I was, I built a new den on top of the old, twice as big wishing for a family to come.

A picture you drew:

Made an edit ^_^

[Rainbow Dash]

The winners are up! Go check to see if you got what you applied for!

Remember to move all chatter to the Fan Club thread! If it's not a donation, it doesn't belong here!

[chaos.]

The winners are up! Go check to see if you got what you applied for!

Remember to move all chatter to the Fan Club thread! If it's not a donation, it doesn't belong here!

Thank you ^_^

Can I make a donation from the linear in my shop? Or are the adoptions closed? :]

[Atwood]

DONATIONS are now open, and you can use your shop lineart if you want so long as it gives a good view of the design being donated. :3

[mirage.]

DONATION!

Picture:
Name: Rosalyn
Species: Red Panda (anthro)
Link to lineart: Spotty's sketch, no lineart used.
Any extra conditions?: Keep her name, species, and the fact that she is anthro. Also keep her an archer please. ^^ You can change her outfit if you wish.

EDIT: Woops, typo in the form. ^^ Her name is Rosalyn.