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Ends July 10
The previous owner ~Angelus~ will be judging.

[Angelus]

Now up for re-adoption

[Foul]

dropping out, winner may have the art.

[snil]

Reserved~

[headphone raichu.]

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don't be late

don't be late, don't be late
I don't wanna make you hate
don't be late, don't be late
everything here is at stake
don't be late, don't be late
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Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ;;
dizzy blossoms.

Ｋｉａ . Ｎａｍｅ;;
Evander Wolfe is his name, though his friends call him Evan for short.

Ｎａｍｅ . ｍｅａｎｉｎｇ . ａｎｄ . ｈｏｗ . ｉｔ .
ｒｅｆｌｅｃｔｓ . ｔｏ . ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ;;
Evander means a "good man", which only half-suits his personality.
However, his last name, Wolfe, finishes his reflection, since it
means, "mischievous, dangerous, playful".

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ;;
Evander is a gentleman; always being courteous to the ladies and respectful
to the other gentlemen. Strangely, Evander is also very flirtatious and savors
being the center of attention. He's also known to make a scene once and
while, and is also manipulative and persuasive; he always has a plan to get
what he wants, one way or another. This also makes him very hard-headed
and persistent in any matter. In the end, Evander is always in control of any
event, and hates it whenever control is taken from him. In a summery, Evander
is courteous, respectful, flirtatious, persuasive, persistent, and enjoys being
in control.

Ｌｉｋｅｓ ａｎｄ Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ;;
✔ Formality ✗ Tacky things
✔ Scented candles ✗ Oceans, rivers, etc.
✔ Suits ✗ Ties
✔ Goofing off ✗ Strobe lights
✔ Making plans of any kind ✗ Very loud places

[Cane]

Username:
My name is Cane ^_^

Kia Name:
This guy's name is Sōzōshii!
His nickname is Zoshi.

Name meaning and how it reflects to personality:
Sōzōshii means "Loud" in Japanese.
He is very exuberant and is always full of energy.



Personality:
Zoshi is very adventurous and loves to discover new things and interesting things.
He hates having to wait and be patient,he'll swing his tail around or tap his foot on the ground and sometimes yell out of frustration.He is also very friendly and likes to tease people alot but he's careful to not go too far..
He acts very childish and complains alot even though he's not a little kid anymore.He say's he will eventually grow up but not any time soon.


Art:


Quirk:
During A conversation Zoshi's voice often gets louder then back to normal.
He doesn't really know why he does that but it's mostly just a habit.

[air mail;]

wip~

[squints]

;o;
I might enter, such a cutie pie!

[pecan]

Username:
I'm Cobweb; nice to meet you.

Kia Name:
Argo

Name meaning and how it reflects to personality:
Argo - Greek for 'swift'.

Besides meaning fast, 'swift' also kind of means stealthy, graceful, quick and cautious, which pretty much covers the basics of Argo's personality. I like to keep names simple, so I think Argo is perfect for this kiamara.

Personality:
If he were human, Argo would've been a much sought-after secret agent. He is very stealthy, and walks with a gait that is soundless and makes him look as if he is drifting. Argo is also very fast, often speeding (or leaping, in rare occurences) from place to place in seconds flat.

Argo feels terribly uneasy when back-facing somebody; he feels very insecure and unprotected against whatever sudden movements the person or Kiamara might do. Argo is quite sweet, often receiving cooes of "Aww, how sweet!" in moments of innocence. He is also often compared to the candy-like colors on his pelt. That'll almost always make him roll his eyes.

Argo has a rather large ego - if others compliment on his speed or stealth (or looks), he'll go on to expand the praises, giving examples of his 'great, almost impossible deeds'. Argo is a little stubborn; but some light persuading will melt his iron head. He gets frustrated easily, though he has an admirable determination.

He is also calculative and uncannily accurate - he plans well before any attacks and he can hit an ant metres away with no hesitation. That's one thing he's really proud of.



Story:

The sunlight seemed to scorch Argo's soft gray pelt, light bringing out the silver in the gray and casting rainbows off his spots and iridiscent feathers. He shuddered and slipped into shade, hating the fierce, high-noon sunlight.

Could he back out of this? No was the answer; the hunt was on.

Argo took a deep breath, spreading his phenomenal sense of scenting outwards. Yes, he could smell the adrenaline-pumped scent of the gray rabbits, the buttery tang of squirrels, and something else that was rare, delicious and...dangerous.

The rich, fresh aroma of deer.

Argo licked his muzzle, anticipating for some venison. A fawn would last him for two days; a doe, one month. For a stag, ages. Though Argo wasn't entirely sure he wanted to get poked by sharp antlers and get pursued by a bellowing beast...

Coward, a voice sneered in Argo's head. What's the problem? Just hunt down a deer. He shook his head, and drifted with the scent of the deer. He soon tracked them down - a family of seven, one stag, four does and two fawns. The sweet aroma was so overwhelming; Argo couldn't focus on a particular target.

Maybe that doe which keeps sidling away from the stag... A flutter of nerves rose in Argo's stomach. The last time he'd tried to hunt down a young stag, he'd barely escaped by a tail-hair. No! Secret agents are fearless, like me. They slink and spy and stalk. They - Argo's determination and huge ego took over, and his intense emerald eyes locked onto the doe.

Silently, easily, he slipped between two bushes with prickly leaves, and his muscles tensed, ready to spring.

The stag turned in his direction, huge eyes alert.

Argo's blood froze, and he desperately hoped the stag wouldn't come charging at him. If that darn creature did, Argo would be a goner.

The stag turned away, and leaving no time for relief, Argo sprang. His muzzle pulled over his glistening teeth, and he landed squarely on the wayward doe's back. She squealed, crumpling to the ground. At the corner of Argo's peripheral vision, he spotted the stag running off like lightning, bleating pitifully. So much for being the patriach of the herd! Argo smirked.

"Hello, venison," he purred to the doe.

He didn't see the light of hope in the depths of her eyes.

Trivia:

Likes
✔ Adventure
✔ Rainbows
✔ Falcons
✔ Sports
✔ Paint
✔ Praises

Dislikes
✘ Bright lights
✘ Being chased
✘ Mud
✘ Helplessness
✘ Getting ordered about

Interview with the Vampire Kiamara
Hello, Argo. So, I'm Cobweb, and -
Where's the spider?
Huh? Where? What spider?
You said something 'bout a cobweb, so where's that rotten arachnid? It's been long since I'd squashed one.
*shudders* Erm, just call me Clare, then. Anyway, I'm hoping to learn more about you. What's your greatest adventure you've ever embarked upon?
Aha, I was hoping you'd ask me something like that! Wanna hear about that time I jumped across the Mississipi River?
WHAT? I - that's - oh well, carry on, please.
Too impressed, aren't you? Ha, I had decided to go to Mississipi for my vacation. I had to suffer countless hands trying to either catch or pat me, you know. But I bit them all off! Pretty good, sharp teeth I have here.
*stifles laugh* Alright, go on.
Anyway, I went to the river, wanting to swim or maybe catch some fish. But I decided not too 'cause it'll be boring. And so, WHOOSH, I jumped! The red-bellied piranhas snapped at me, and I'll hate to admit it but one of them almost got my back leg. *seethes* Those humans watching; their eyes popped outta their sockets!
W-o-a-h. Wow. You know what, my eyes are popped right out of their sockets now. But...you're such a sweetie! *huggles Argo*
Can't breathe can't breathe lemme...go...right...now!! *chokes*
Count to ten like this first: one Mississipi, two Mississipi, three Mississipi...
Are you kidding me? *flails*
Do I look like I'm kidding, hm? Nah, just joking. Fine, fine, off you go. Hunt me a deer!
[color=#40BFFF]Not again! The last time I'd hunted, that stag almost - ohh-kay, since I'm a to-be secret agent....

(I hope this does not count toward the word limit; it's just a little trivia of how a normal conversation with Argo would go ^^;

Art:

[typewriter;]

Possible reserve <3