[shadowhawk6776]

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Username:
The Casualty

Name:
Ferasolus, or "Feras" for short. It's a combination of the latin words 'Ferus' with the meaning 'untamed' and 'Solus' meaning 'alone'. I also pondered Bellicus, but decided that the meaning did not suit him.

Age:
Young bestia, who's age could be translated to about 21 in human years.

Art:

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The quiet soul with suspicions raised
Wary of all, put-downs or praise
Alone, alone, in a forest to himself
Silence, silence, much needed stealth

The heart of the runner, the heart of a beast
Who's scars keep him fearful, though his spite won't cease
The thoughts of the past, the thoughts of the pain
The terror, the anger, the blame and the shame

Defensive for himself, despite the self-blame
Because the one who retreats can never be tamed
The one who runs cannot be broken in
The one who holds the gun shall face his own sin

Hate inside the minds of who pleas
Fear hidden in the eyes of who flees,
For those who diminish must stay out of sight
So is it true freedom, to live in this fright?

He says he doesn't worry, the poor anxious soul,
Speaking under breath, not so very bold
But despite his expression and obvious fear
One thing in his eyes can be found very clear,

His strength is building up beneath the brown hide
His anger has been regained and he's bringing back pride
Thirsty for vengeance, though once so meek,
He will rise from the shadows, and conquer the bleak

The fallen one will rise, the hidden one will seek
He will rise from the shadows, and restore all the bleak

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More about Ferus' past:
Ferus never got along with his family well, and even made plans to live on his own at a disturbingly young age. His mother and father neglected him, so without much thought, he ran off. After all, he never felt loved. Ferus was barely an adolescent and naive at the time, settling in a barren area that many called "The Land of the Bones". Unfortunately, the dryness of the place was the least of his problems because this terrain would become an unexpected battleground after a failed violent raid on his old home.
Not knowing where he previously lived had been raided and many of his past friends killed, he didn't think much of the gathering armies and decided to take to the forest until the bloodshed was over. Gathering a few things from a musty den of his, Ferus fled a little ways as two opposing groups of bestias prepared for war. It was foolish of him to think he'd slip away without a bit of blood on his snout. Immediately, a war had broken out. He was still slinking away when suddenly he thought he heard a familiar shriek, and to his horror, he looked back upon his father's body. He was so sure he hated his father, but as he looked at him in that moment, bleeding out his life, Ferus was panic-stricken and furious.
Running to his wounded father who began taking his last breaths, he slammed into one of the enemies, and bit him on the neck with great force.
At the moment Ferus got to his dad's side, his orb faded.
In short, what happened after that was not pretty. The raiders had successfully won the battle against his father's land and all survivors were taken as prisoners. Ferus fled unnoticed with one special item (may use a potion if he is given to me) that had been around his dad's neck and stayed in the forest. Prisoners were starved and the raiders destroyed the land they conquered, turning it into a bleak, ruined mess.
So, Ferus now lived a peaceful life in the forest, befriending Aeros who was a prairie falcon, and was still quite too alone with his thoughts. He was overcome with grief and self-blame. He was constantly jumpy and anxious, overly defensive of anyone that came around, and all the other times, kept silent. Though safe in the lush woods, he couldn't help but be scared and weary of everything or destroy innocent creatures and plants out of a sudden rush of hate.
Ferus planned, after being in a haven for so long, to avenge the death of his family and friends, forgetting how mistreated he was.

Other:
If this amazing bestia is given into my care, he will have a friend by his side. Aeros is his name, a prairie falcon.
Aeros

[henley]

Username:
Name:
Age:
Art: (must have)
Other:

WIP/RESERVE

[Wolf in a Fedora]

Username:
Name: beast
Age:
Art: (must have)
Other: .o.o hes beast wip
im dropping out im outdone by too much xD

[TheCryptid]

O.O I am soooo entering this XD


Username:
Feel The Beat, call me Beat or Katie.
Name:
His name is Haruku.
Age:
He is somewhat around two years of age.
History:
Haruku was born on an island, not yet inhabited by humans. His mother's name was Ursula, meaning Female bear, while his father was Haruki, meaning life. Ursula and Haruki wanted their child to have a name that had something to do with them, something unique that no other Bestia in the world would have, so they named him after his father, but changed the"i" to a "u", after Ursula, that way the name Haruku was born. Haruku grew fast, a little too fast for his parents to notice, and before they know it he gets his orb, a beautiful color of a sunset yellow and very, very light brown. Another year past by, and his parents knew what it meant, it meant he was ready to leave his family, to go and create his own. Haruku didn't want to go, but he knew he had no choice. He wandered off onto the other side of the island, but unfortunately none of the female Bestias seem to be interested in him, said he had a weird coat color, and smelled bad too. He didn't understand why they said he smelled bad, he smelled like any other Bestia. But he knew he couldn't find his second half on this island, so he decided to find a different one. He got a wide, fallen tree and throwed it into the ocean, stepping on it and using his tail to slowly paddle the water. He stayed on the tree for over three days, without any food or water, he didn't expect the island to be so far away from other land! His fur was soaked, and his eyes where red from the salty water. Suddenly, he saw land ahead. He quickly got up and stared at it, not quite believing his eyes, he rubbed them and looked again, it was still there. Not believing his luck, he started padding the water like crazy, with his both front paws, and attempted to pad with his back legs too, but as a result fell into the water. Leaving the floating tree, he swam towards the land. After a few minutes, he was lying on the dry sand of the island, panting with exhaustiveness. He got up and smiled to himself at the tall trees, a small mountain was in view behind a deep forest. He knew he would find his future here, and he could have sweared he heard the trees whisper to him, Welcome Haruku, welcome.
Other:
I will add more soon :3

[Nocturnal Creatures]

Username: CaptainSladeBecker
Name: Damon meaning "Spirit" in its Greek origins.
Age: 6
Art:
Searching, Searching for his spirit bold,
Running, Running from his past and more,
Hunting, Hunting are people for him,
Panting, Panting his breath so quick,

His paws run swift overground,
His ears always pricked for any sound,
His eyes always flickering from side to side,
The dappled colours on his back help him hide,

Do you need sanctuary little bestia?
Do you need somewhere to stay?
Somewhere to rest your aching paws,
Somewhere to rest your head,

Come now little bestia, you need no longer run,
I shall keep you safe from those who want your pelt for their own,
My home shall be yours and your home shall be mine,
And we shall stand together side by side,
Our spirits and sould intertwined.
Other: Hope I win and the poem may not rhyme at parts but I mean for that to happen.

[hellebore]

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Username:
The Casualty

Name:
Ferasolus, or "Feras" for short. It's a combination of the latin words 'Ferus' with the meaning 'untamed' and 'Solus' meaning 'alone'. I also pondered Bellicus, but decided that the meaning did not suit him.

Age:
Young bestia, who's age could be translated to about 21 in human years.

Art:

-|-|-|--|-|-|--|-|-|--|-|-|--|-|-|-

The quiet soul with suspicions raised
Wary of all, put-downs or praise
Alone, alone, in a forest to himself
Silence, silence, much needed stealth

The heart of the runner, the heart of a beast
Who's scars keep him fearful, though his spite won't cease
The thoughts of the past, the thoughts of the pain
The terror, the anger, the blame and the shame

Defensive for himself, despite the self-blame
Because the one who retreats can never be tamed
The one who runs cannot be broken in
The one who holds the gun shall face his own sin

Hate inside the minds of who pleas
Fear hidden in the eyes of who flees,
For those who diminish must stay out of sight
So is it true freedom, to live in this fright?

He says he doesn't worry, the poor anxious soul,
Speaking under breath, not so very bold
But despite his expression and obvious fear
One thing in his eyes can be found very clear,

His strength is building up beneath the brown hide
His anger has been regained and he's bringing back pride
Thirsty for vengeance, though once so meek,
He will rise from the shadows, and conquer the bleak

The fallen one will rise, the hidden one will seek
He will rise from the shadows, and restore all the bleak

-|-|-|--|-|-|--|-|-|--|-|-|--|-|-|-

More about Ferus' past:
Ferus never got along with his family well, and even made plans to live on his own at a disturbingly young age. His mother and father neglected him, so without much thought, he ran off. After all, he never felt loved. Ferus was barely an adolescent and naive at the time, settling in a barren area that many called "The Land of the Bones". Unfortunately, the dryness of the place was the least of his problems because this terrain would become an unexpected battleground after a failed violent raid on his old home.
Not knowing where he previously lived had been raided and many of his past friends killed, he didn't think much of the gathering armies and decided to take to the forest until the bloodshed was over. Gathering a few things from a musty den of his, Ferus fled a little ways as two opposing groups of bestias prepared for war. It was foolish of him to think he'd slip away without a bit of blood on his snout. Immediately, a war had broken out. He was still slinking away when suddenly he thought he heard a familiar shriek, and to his horror, he looked back upon his father's body. He was so sure he hated his father, but as he looked at him in that moment, bleeding out his life, Ferus was panic-stricken and furious.
Running to his wounded father who began taking his last breaths, he slammed into one of the enemies, and bit him on the neck with great force.
At the moment Ferus got to his dad's side, his orb faded.
In short, what happened after that was not pretty. The raiders had successfully won the battle against his father's land and all survivors were taken as prisoners. Ferus fled unnoticed with one special item (may use a potion if he is given to me) that had been around his dad's neck and stayed in the forest. Prisoners were starved and the raiders destroyed the land they conquered, turning it into a bleak, ruined mess.
So, Ferus now lived a peaceful life in the forest, befriending Aeros who was a prairie falcon, and was still quite too alone with his thoughts. He was overcome with grief and self-blame. He was constantly jumpy and anxious, overly defensive of anyone that came around, and all the other times, kept silent. Though safe in the lush woods, he couldn't help but be scared and weary of everything or destroy innocent creatures and plants out of a sudden rush of hate.
Ferus planned, after being in a haven for so long, to avenge the death of his family and friends, forgetting how mistreated he was.

Other:
If this amazing bestia is given into my care, he will have a friend by his side. Aeros is his name, a prairie falcon.
Aeros

[shadowhawk6776]

Just a reminder to finish up any WIPs, I'll be judging in a day or two.

[shadowhawk6776]

Alright sorry it took so long to judge, I completely spaced.
The winner is The Casualty,
Congratulations!

[hellebore]

Alright sorry it took so long to judge, I completely spaced.
The winner is The Casualty,
Congratulations!

Yay! Thank you so much! I promise I'll take good care of him. <3