Tough as Nails Adoption (Closed for renovations!)

[NeonZebra]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 8
Picture:

Name: Ice [Would Like To Change Later On]
Species: Male Leopard Wolf
Personality: Ice is a fun loving wolf who loves to have fun. At times though he enjoys lazying around, and doing nothing, though this can a little troublesom at times because he comes off with an attitude also. Other than that, he is a semi-hard worker who believes in fighting for what he want, and in most time will stand up for something he want unless the odds seem to bad, which can lower his selfesteem.
Likes: laying around, eating, playing around, swimming, getting what he wants, thunder
Dislikes: not getting what he wants, lightning, butterfiles[he doesn;t like the way the fly around]
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[neonfrozen]

I would like to adopt!
Number:
Three (3)
Picture:
Above
Name:
Split (As in Banana Split, Because as spotty said, The dog IS Banana based.
Species:
Magical Banana Mutt! Well, basically a mutt...
Personality:
Split is mostly outgoing. No one knows about his Lineage, because they dont think he had one. He doesnt have any family yet, but, yet doesnt mean ever! He's fruity, and scared of humans because he's literally a banana! Split is still getting used to being a so called "Dog" So he can be kinda loopy and points.
Likes:
His owner, its very friendly and gives us yummy food!
His cat friend Tails as she helps him get used to being a dog.
Snow and colder weather. He likes running around in it and the snow flying off his paws when he runs and jumps out of it.
Steak is one of his FAVORITE Foods. Its juicy and delightful, Never ever fool Split by giving him Hamburger and telling him its steak. People have tried. He was mournful the whole day.
Dislikes:
People calling him a "Stupid Rotten Old Mutty Butt" I dont think you'd like that either.
Fruit Flies - These little bugs are JUST like mosquitos to Split.
Hot Weather - Hot weather makes Split all brown. Almost rotten! That's why in hot weather, Split and Tails have to play down in a basement, which was found by their owner.
Background:
(Word count for background is: 1,829)
One year, an Ice-cream truck pulled around the corner and parked in the parking lot of "Cherry on Top Ice-Cream Shop!", he opened up the truck and a 5.4 in height man rushed around the corner helping him open the back of his truck. The truck driver said in a big, firm voice "Here you are. Just sign here, here, here, and here, and I'll help you unload!" As the shop runner took his pen and signed, the truck driver took it back, they unloaded the cases of Banana, Orange, Strawberry, Cotton Candy, Chocolate,and Vanilla, Ice-cream. Once the ice-cream was in place, a strange woman walked in, quietly cast a spell on the Banana ice-cream, and slipped back out.

***
(The Beginning Of Split)

As a tiny head popped out of the box, I jumped out, Shook my fur and tried to push the door open, After a bit of pushing it finally opened and I made a run for it! I tried to lick myself as I thought I tasted good. I jogged down the street, looking around when a small grey cat appeared infront of me. But I didn't notice in time and ran right into her. She meowed and walked along side me. "Someone's cranky today!" she exclaimed! I jumped and howled "Who are you?" and kept walking. She replied "Tails, A grey cat. Who are you?" I frowned, and said "I really dont know. But, You can call me split." Tails meowed in laughter. "How can you not know who you are?" I explained to her what happened. Tails then said "Well, You wanna know how to be a dog eh? Well, Ill teach you how to be a dog! I said "A what?" Then she smiled and said "Oh forget it! Just follow me!" And she pulled me over to a bus that was empty. We jumped in and she told me to sick my head out of the window. "Why would anyone wanna do that?" I asked, my eyes widening slighty in question. She laughed and said "Just do it! Oh, And stick your tongue out!" So, I did. Slobber was flying off my tongue and I barked in laughter. I pulled my head back in. She said "Well! Now was that so hard?" And I replied "No, Actually, It was fun!" So, We jumped out the windows and sat on a park bench. I licked her and we fell asleep.

***
(New Loving Friend?)

As morning appeared, I pulled me head up with Tails on my back. She started to slide and quickly dug her claws into my flesh and I yelped and asked "Why'd you do that?" She frowned "I would've fallen and died if I didnt do that." I hesitated, I guess that was ok. "Oh fine Tails. Well, What are you going teach me today?" I asked. Tails muttered "Actually, I wanted you to meet someone!" As Tails was on my back, telling me where to go. Tails leaned forward next to my face and I licked her neck. I walked to a small brick house as Tails walked up to the cat door and in, she hissed at a owner and tugged at its pant leg. She pulled it outside and saw me, all scratched up and she exclaimed "Tails! Why, this is a puppy! Whats she doing here?" The thing petted me and my tail wagged. I pushed my haunches up and stood up and put my front legs on her back legs and panted. She took me and Tails inside and fed me some leftover hamburger and tails some milk. We sat and talked. Soon, I was laying in a nice, warm, cozy, delightful bed with Tails. I soon asked her "Tails, Is this my forever home?" She smiled "Yes hunn, It is." Then she laughed and we went to sleep.

***
(The Green Thing)

The next day me and Tails had our breakfest and went out the doggy door in the front and went out to main street where she first found me. We walked around a little to get our daily excersise and stopped in at Petco to look at collars. She found a green collar with a gold tag. the price tag on it said 7.17$. She pulled out a big, long, green thing and some small, round, grey and copper things. She set it on the table and looked up. The woman at the big table laughed and took the money and said "Go on Tails! Take it." So, She looked at me and snapped the big collar onto me. She took me back to the park bench and engraved with her claws "Split, 3425 Clark Street. (572) 283-7890" Then we jumped off and went back to the house.

***
(Back Home Again!)

When we walked in our owner exclaimed to Tails "Where'd you get that for Split sweety-pie?" Then scratched her head. Tails replied in a soft meow. I barked to the human and wagged my tail, She petted my back and clipped a big, long green thing to my big, long, green thing with a gold thing and then did the same to Tails. She grasped them in her hand and we started to walk. Walking around the block is serious work for me, and by the sixth time I finally collapsed! Tails pulled her owners leg and she saw me! She gasped and took me in her arms and walked back to the house.


***
(The Life Is Back!)

As soon as we walked ran into the house I was placed into a cool bed and water was poured down my throat. I was started to perk up as soon as I had the water Tails had told me. Ever since I started to perk up I wanted to stand up and play! But I just got pushed down and fed food and water. I had to sleep for the rest of the day. I was ok with it as I was tired from the last few days. So, I Solomly fell asleep.

***
(Where is it?)

When morning appeared, I got up and looked for food, But my owner wasnt there, Tails was walking around the house too, I ran up to her and asked "Tails, Wheres it?" Tails looked at me "Wheres what?" I replied shaking m y fur "The thing that feeds us EVERY Day of course!" She frowned "Thats what I dont know either." I cocked my head to the side and said "Are we allowed upstairs? We could check her bed." Tails replied "I am, I dont know about you though... But, Come on! We have to see what happened!" As we scurried up the stairs Ｉ saw her leaning over the window, She just looked at us and turned away. She looked as if she could read my mind as I was thinking Does she even want us anymore? Does she care? The owner looked at me and said "Of course I want you guys! Of Course I care! Im just having a bad start to my day. Come on, Lets go get you some food!" Relieved, We walked down stairs to eat.

***
(What Happened To The Park?)

(WRITERS BLOCK, Thats why it might seem poopy.)
As we appeared in the living room, I had my big red bowl with two peices of Steak and hamburger as usual, Everything was going fine. We licked our owner goodbye and popped out the doggy door in the front and walked out on the sidewalk. I took a potty break and came back over to Tails. She said "Do you wanna go to the park or main street?" I paced. I thought the park would be fun, so I said "Can we go to the park Tails?" Tails did her meow, laughy, type thing-a-ma-bob and said "Of Course Split." So, we trotted down the gravel on our hot paw pads and soon appeared at the park. Tails said "Whoa! What happened here?" I looked up at the slides, Broken in half. Swings, Unattached to the poles. The only thing stand was our small bench. We looked up at eachother and I saw a tear slither down Tails eye. I said "Whats wrong?" She started to cry and she said half crying half not "This is where I was born. Ive had so many memories here. My first steps, My first cut. I dont know if we are going stay or go." Then she walked over the the slide and put her paw on it, her head hung low and she licked it. She walked back to me and said "Come on. Lets go home before I cry anymore." And we slowly walked home. As I thought about Tails, I also thought about what had caused that tradegic accident! We walked through the doggy door and laid down in our cozy bed and closed our eyes and fell asleep. Zzzzzz

***
(What a beautiful Day!)

When I woke up, I was already outside. I was watching the sun come up. What a beautiful morning I thought to myself. Then, When I looked far out, I saw a small wolf on the top of Mount Garia (Guh-R-E-Ah) And he sat there. Howling at te moon. It looked so peaceful and amazing out there. Then, Tails woke up and came and sat by me. I sat down looking at her. "Oh Tails!" And I bursted into tears "I miss my family back at Cherry On Top! I wish they would come and see me sometime!" Tails patted my head with her tails and kissed me on the head. "Split! Dont worry about them! If you want, Today we could go and see them!" Then I thought to myself What if I miss them so much I dont wanna come home? What if they make me stay? Then I said to Tails "No thanks Tails." Sniffing. I looked up to that wolf again and thought how peaceful the world is. We jogged back into the house and had breakfest. I told Tails that I wanted to go to the Park again and investagate. So, We did.

***
(Family Meets? Family Retreets?)

As we walked down the sidewalk, The hotness of it burnt our paw pads so we were practicaly pouncing the whole way there. We we got there and our feet touched the damp woodchips we felt relieved. So, I walked up to the slide and said "Ghost" And growled. Tails said "Why are you growling?" I took a big breath and sighed. "I never told you this, But when I was sitting outside on the porch this morning, I saw my old-" Split took a gulp "Brother" Then Tails sighed. "Well, Atleast I know your not with him and you'll try to help me!" I nodded my head and looked out there. I saw tons of screws on the ground. Tails and me put them back onto the slide and soon the slide was fixed! Then, We saw the swings. I threw the chains around and around and around the high poll and the swings were fixed! By the end of the day the park looked as good as new and we trotted on the burning hot sidewalk homeward bound.


A picture you drew:/
Tails and Split on the bench
Split as Anthro

[crazy cranky critter]

Oh gosh. For some reason seeing this made me thing of the 'Fruit Salad' song of that stupid Wiggles show I watched when I was four or something >.< Also had a few good story lines and used the amnesia to mush 'em together.
WIP WIP WIP WIP

I would like to adopt!

Number:
Number three (#3)

Picture:


Name:
Barsli
(Was thinking Bananas are SLIMY at the time and then just munched it up a little to get the name)

Species:
Banana Mutt

Personality:
I like to consider myself brave, strong and fun to be around. Apparently I'm also quite hypo and often dangerously rough when playing (not on purpose!). Some times I'm 'too kind' or too positive according to some. Ok, so really I'm just a big friendly guy who may not be the brightest but I'm a good friend!

Likes:
Cold Weather - Not only is the snow really fun to play in but it keeps me from going brown
Playing - If I wasn't alloud to play I would die of boredom
Spray bottles - A nice squirt of water really freshens me up!

Dislikes:
Hot weather - I feel sick, like I'm melting maybe. My fur goes all brown and droopy.
Fruit Flies - Small, annoying and by the looks of it out to eat me. Creepy.
Toothfloss - Come on, that stuff may look innocent but I bet you it could cut off my paw in one go!

Barsli's Poem:

The world is so interesting,
When your some slimy banana thing.
Amnesia may plague your life,
Trying to cause you grief and strife.
But life is all a game when your me, wild, not tame!

Background:

Ok, so heres the story. I just woke up. No clue where I was, or more to the point who I was. Oh yes and what I was. Some sickly cross between a banana and a dog. Sounds cool enough. Now you know all I know up to the present moment. Heres my three guesses at why I'm like this and why I'm here.
1. I was some mad professor's experiment that went terribly wrong. They banged me on the head to nock me out (also gave me amnesia) then dumped me here
2. I have a bad disease that made me go yellow and forget my identity but nothing else
3. I'm not any of the above. I'm neither dog nor banana. I'm an alien who was in a space ship crash and fell to earth

Ok. So none of them are likely, even if they are possible. But still, they sound pretty wicked! Maybe someone can tell me when and how I appeared in this dumpster. I'm going exploring now, so see you round!

Later

Ok, I have found out five fun facts about this place.
1. No one knows a thing about me. Yay.
2. Everyone stares wierdly, I don't get their problem, I mean they all look pretty strange to me
3. Heh, found an old basket to use as a nest. Sweet.
4. There is a dog toy factory across the road. Good stuff.
5. Theres a dog called Loop.
I had a fun conversation with Loop just before. If you really must know it went some what like this:
Me: Who am I? Anyway. If you don't mind can we play a game? I'm SO bored.
Loop: Are you crazy?
Me: I don't know! I could be.
Loop: Ok, you are. And kiddo, I'm not one for games.
Me: Awwwww, man, PLEASE just one.
Loop: Uhh, your changing colour dude.
Me: Cool bananas! Wait, what?
Loop: Uh, I think the sun is, well, melting you?
Me: No wayyy. Any ways, last one to the shade is a fruit fly! [confused face, wondering what a fruit fly was]
Loop: FINE! I'm going to win! [bolts]
Me: NO FAIR! Whats the fun in a game if its not fair? [chases after]
So anyways, we played for and hour after that. Good stuff. Now I'm really excited, just can't calm myself. Fun.

Later. A whole lot later

Nice one! Ive just scored myself a collar. So comfy and not to mention adds a finishing touch to my uncanny banana coat. I'm not going to take this collar off. Ever. It seems familliar but thats IMPOSSIBLE. I have amnesia and even with amnesia I'm certain Ive never lived here! So how'd I find it you ask? Well Loop told me about some great dumpster around town. I was walkin' there when I heard a squeaker toy. I was set on finding it. No way I would go home without a toy as a souvineir. So I run straight to where the sound came from. Ouchies. I landed on my face. Turned round to see a lovely green collar tied between two posts (!?). Man I feel sorry for this town. Everyone must get tripped up all the time if things are always like this. I picked up the collar, shook out my coat and walked off to find Loop. Well you get the picture. Alot of struggle and it was finally in place. Perfect.

Day 2

Woke up nice and early. Right now I'm eating a banana peel out of the skip. I feel cannibalistic, but hey, who said I'm all banana. Mmmm..... something here smells nice. I'm gonna dive back into the skip and have a roll round. Maybe there will be something to play with. WOWLYMOLY! Just cut my ear. This sounds feeble but what I think I cut my ear on is a little piece of white string. Wow. Off to find Loop and challenge him to a game, maybe I will foget my pain.

Later

Sweet. It worked. Oh gosh. Now it hurts again. Off to find more clues as to who I might be. Hey, theres Loop! Talk to you later, little voice in the back of my mind!

A picture you drew:
If I ever get my slack self round to it I will post it later.

[versicolor]

I would like to adopt!
Number:
Number 3
Picture:

Name:
Blaine
Species:
German Shepherd x Golden Retriever Cross
Personality:
Taking after his Golden Retriever lineage; Blaine is a happy-go-lucky dog with a lot of energy. He loves to play fetch with his master and run around in the park close to his home. But Blaine does put all that energy to a good and more helpful use as he is a seeing eye dog for Caleb; his owner. Blaine has got a lot of intelligence and potential, so he's perfect for the job. He's a very curious creature and he loves it whenever Caleb takes him to new places. He's friendly towards other animals and people. In fact, he's over-eager to meet new friends. He can be a bit overly hyperactive and obnoxious, but Caleb knows how to calm him down. Blaine is rather likable and it is never hard for him to make new friends at the park, or anywhere really. Sometimes he has his bad days, which leave him in a grumpy and snappy mood, but there's rarely ever a time he's ever that down. He has a habit of retrieving random and often unwanted items and presenting them proudly to Caleb. He also loves to carry around objects he fancies in his mouth most of the day.

Blaine is very protective of Caleb and Flou; this something he picked up from the German Shepherd side of his family. He will bark at strangers at the door as all his friendliness and eagerness to meet new friends is gone while he's at home. He feels the need to protect his own turf and the ones who live there. He doesn't like it when Caleb's friends come over since he doesn't like strangers "invading" his home. He has known to get rather loud and fierce when protecting his home. Blaine has a strong will and desire to work, so he gets very antsy when Caleb doesn't take him out or give him tasks to preform. He craves challenges, so of course he prefers to try out new tricks and tasks. When he gets bored, Blaine will usually gnaw and chew on the furniture of the house. Caleb is very careful to keep Blaine occupied and focused at all times. He's extremely loyal and will never leave Caleb behind, anywhere. He is never distracted, ever.
Likes:
Blaine loves his master and he loves to do his job. His job lets him get his daily exercise and it lets him get all his stored energy from the previous night out, while he's content with exploring new places. Caleb treats Blaine well and makes sure he is happy at all times, which us usually never a problem. Blaine also has a fondness towards Flou, Caleb's chicken. The two have been together since he first came into Caleb's house and Blaine sees Flou as an extremely close friend. The two can be seen cuddling and sleeping together almost all the time. Blaine loves to play around and goof off with other dogs at the park as he loves to meet new creatures to befriend. He has an odd liking towards bananas and he enjoys eating them as an occasional treat. Preferably served with or as a delicious frozen treat known as ice cream.
Dislikes:
Blaine hates flies, a lot. They annoy him to no end, but there seems to be no way of avoiding them as they are attracted to his strange banana scented fur. He also doesn't like unfriendly dogs as he finds them unpleasant and mean. And he hates others who are unpleasant and mean. He'd much prefer to hang out with dogs of the friendlier variety. Blaine doesn't like it when he's in a grumpy mood, so he'll usually avoid everyone for the night. Never during the day, since those are his usual working hours. Although, Caleb will take him out at night sometimes. Blaine never likes going to the vet either. He has a severe fear of needles and he really doesn't like it when the vet handles him. He also doesn't enjoy doing the same thing over and over again; this bores him fairly quickly. Blaine hates it when strangers come into his house, which he feels must be protected from everyone.
Background:
[Blaine's PoV]
I sat in the back of a rather ordinary car, on my way to my new home. My new master has told be his name is Caleb and that my new name shall be Blaine. I like the sound to that. The window right next to me was down and the temptation to stick my head outside was great. I gave in and poked my head out of the semi-dirty window. I felt a rush of cool air blow up against my face and I stuck my tongue out as far out as it would go. I got my sticky slobber everywhere as my tongue lazily flopped out of my mouth. The wind against my face and the rush if the passing world felt good after the long day I had. Considering I got a new owner and such. I was to be a seeing eye dog to Caleb as he is a blind boy and I had been intensely trained for my job during most of my earlier days. I really hope I can do my job well and that my new home will be nice and fun to live in. I can't wait to get there.

My eyes wandered all around me as Caleb took me inside my home. The outside is very, very nice. There are bright and colorful flowers. The yard is perfectly green and trimmed; perfect for playing on. I can't wait to play with my new master. I've decided I like Caleb, he seems very nice to me. He says my fur smells sweet; like bananas. Such an odd observation. There's a chicken that lives in the house too. She's a very sweet and funny chicken; her name is Flou. We've already started to become very good friends since I first met her. The inside of the house is just as good as the outside. There is nice and comfy furniture to rest on and the carpet is rather soft; good for playing on as well. Now I really can't wait to play with Caleb. The house is quite large and spacious, so there's plenty of room for me. I even have my own bed to sleep in at night and my own toys. I think I saw a red rubber ball in one of Caleb's pale hands. Yay, that means it's finally play time!

[A few years later, after Caleb and Blaine have formed a strong bond together]

The bright red ball flew past me in a whirlwind of racing colors as Caleb chucked the thing over my head. I glanced up and started to tracking the ball with my green eyes. I must stay focused on that ball. Caleb commanded "Fetch." and I sprinted after the ball like my life depended on it. I felt so alive while I was chasing that flying round object. I felt like I could run on forever and ever without a care in the world. But unfortunately I had to stop at sometime; that time being when I reached the ball. I skidded to a halt right in front of my ball and happily picked it up with my slobbery mouth. Eagerly, I trotted off towards Caleb to return the ball and receive my dried banana chip. I don't know why, but Caleb likes to give me dried banana chips as rewards. Not that I'm complaining though; I love those delicious morsels. Caleb gently patted my head and said "Good Boy." in a caring tone. He pulled out a banana chip and placed it on his hand as I senselessly drooled over the thing. I gobbled up the treat and I awaited the next round of "fetch". Man, banana chips are such delicious rewards.

Caleb slipped my green work time harness back on and clipped my matching green leash onto my harness. Okay now, no more messing around and no more distractions. I must work and keep Caleb safe. "Okay Blaine, time to go home. You know the way." Caleb commanded and I headed for the entrance of the park. I guided Caleb down the street while reminding myself to keep walking in a straight line and to avoid all distractions. I also had to keep myself aware of Caleb's surroundings and avoid all obstacles as well; most of them being people walking down the street. I stopped at the curb and waited for a safe opportunity to cross. This was a very important skill I had to learn while I was being trained as a puppy. "Come on Blaine, we can cross the street now." Caleb pulled slightly on my harness, but I just sat down and stayed put. Caleb was obviously not aware of the oncoming traffic. Once I has deemed it safe to go, we crossed the street and continued on our way home. Once we got back home, a girl who looked about the same age as Caleb was waiting for us on the front step. I went straight into my protective mode and started barking at the girl. There was no way I was going to let her invade our home or hurt Caleb and Flou.
A picture you drew:
Fetch!
Caleb is playing fetch with Blaine :3

[Zephayer]

DONATION!
Picture:
This design was based off a sunset.
Name: Iriai [can be changed]
Species: Canine
Link to lineart: My own.
Any extra conditions?: The species can be changed but please do not edit any of the design.
If for any reason you do not want this design anymore please PM it to me, Zephayer.

[iPawki]

There are already many good forms... but it's worth a try. ;P

I would like to adopt!
Number:
16
Picture:

Name:
Skullcandy
Species:

A restless animal spirit of sorts? This one has the skull of a wolf, but that isn't necessarily it's own skull. The "species" I never created used to pick a skull from a dead animal it found, attaching it to it's neck trying to make a new shape for itself. Without a skull the spirit is like a dark shapeless fog, with it it takes on a animal shape that loosely resembles the species of the skull.

It all started when The Others came. That was what the Titans called them at that time. They were the gods, really, but the gods were terrible people at that time. They hated the mortals, hated every one of them. They detested other creatures, only caring about themselves. Hera forbid any gods to get friendly with mortals. One day, when the mortals got ahold of fire, she killed thousands and thousands of humans, leaving only their skeletons.

When the survivors tried to seek refuge, Zeus brewed up a storm, created of pure black fog. Instead of taking care of the humans, however, they seemed to become restless animal spirits, taking the skulls of the animals that the gods had accidentally killed, along with the humans.
At that time, the animals did not want any more deaths. They protected the humans until the gods gave up, and they all decided to live in harmony.

Well, more or less.

Personality:
He never wanted to be like this. Like... a monster. He had always been the runt, the ugly duckling. He hated his life, an endless nightmare, turning his mind into jello, turning his heart- he had one, beating and loving, just unseen by other creatures- into stone. Over the years, he had forgotten to smile, forgotten to laugh. He became silent, quiet-loving, with a stony poker face, an un-readable expression. When he mother threw him off Mt. Olympus, just like she had done with his elderly brother, the great Hephaestus, his soul turned dark. He absolutely detested his mother, who had only hated him for his looks. His joyous, pompous self was pushed away as people judged him for who he seemed to be, and not who he was.

When Terra came in, however, every day was sublime, prestine. Once again he was fearless, happy, like a child who had gotten his piece of candy. Skullcandy understood why others hated him, but he did not want to be hated. He wanted love, affection, care. However, no one seemed willing to give him that. That is, except for Terra.
Terra taught him how to smile. She told him that once day he would be the one who would teach the code and laws of nature to Hera. His bony fangs curled into smiles of joy and happiness.

Skullcandy was freed from sorrow. Skullcandy was loving, caring. He was always loyal at the heart, and was always grateful.
He became soft and gentle, as sweet as candy, a creature who enjoyed company, even if he couldn't exactly get it.

Likes:

Skullcandy loves silence, but he also enjoys the noises of the forest: the rustling of the wind through the trees, the crunching sounds of autumn leaves, the gurgling of the prestine, crystallized river, the rising of the sun and the pearly sunsets.

But what he loves more than anything are raspberries. Yes, the little pink fruits with the juice that resembling dark blood. He loves the look of this juice, the smell of the fruit, the taste of raspberries. Raspberries are so special to him, and they were what Terra had fed him. He loves candy too, especially the red, crunchy type.

He also likes flowers. The sweet ones especially. He doesn't like roses though, because the first time he bent down to smell one, the thorns scraped his bony face. However, he really does like chrysanthemums. Red ones especially. Yes, there petals seem to remind him of small bits of blood, and raspberry juice (obviously).

He likes old, abandonned places to live in, likes to eat anything that looks red, and likes any company, as long as the company is alive, of course. As long as its not his family, too.

Oh, and Skullcandy especially loves the color red. But I'm sure anyone could have figured that out.

Dislikes:

He absolutely dislikes heights. It makes his insides churn as he sees the land below him, so far away that if he fell, he might lose his precious skull.

He doesn't like the feel of being different; he wishes that he could be accepted for who he is, for what he is. Skullcandy doesn't like it when people interfere with what he does, either. It greatly irritates him, but he tries extremely hard not to loose his temper. Veyr hard indeed.

He doesn't like salty things, or spicy things, and absolutely detests his parents. Yes. He hates Hera more than anything, even more than strong green pepper. He finds it stupid that there be green pepper, where there could just be red pepper instead!

Background:

A beautiful blonde wolf with creamy blue eyes and fine straw-colored fur with streaks of cloudy white sat in her palace room. She was most angelic; her eyes the color of the heavenly skies, her fur the color of angelic beauty. She wore the crown of the queen of the gods and goddesses, for she was known other than Hera. Her fifth child was about to be born, and Hera was absolutely positive that her child would be as perfect as her others. If it was a boy, perhaps as handsome as Ares, if it was a girl, perhaps as beautiful and youthful as Hebe.

A strangled cry ran through the crystallized room. The sound of her horrified voice was enough to shake the chandeliers and cause a small crack in the seven mirrors lined up against the walls. "Zeus! My child is a monster!" She was practically gagging now, as the powerful wolf of thunder and the skies strode into her room, his eyes widening at the sight of his fifth child. His stormy, greying eyes were struck with horror and he whispered, "Give him away. He doesn't need to know that he's a god. He'll be too dangerous! Give him to the mortals, Hera."

A subtle nod was the only response as she seemed to faint under the gaze of her husband and her thirteen servants anxiously looking at the new-born child.

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Getting lost is easy. It is simple enough to lose your mind in deep thoughts, large depths.
Finding yourself, on the other hand, really is no simple job.

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October 13, 1713

Skullcandy
Route 13
Dark Forest
Somewhere in Canada

Dear Skullcandy,

You were always an interesting child. Rejected, neglected, but you had potential. Perhaps it would be nice to hear, or read, really, a few kind words from someone- even though I'm not even sure I am someone- who knows you and actually cares about you.

Perhaps you would like to know who you are. This letter will explain everything. I hope that once you have finished reading my babbling, my gibberish, you will understand more about who you are, and about me.

Skullcandy- there are dreams, yes, but there are things much worse than those. There are nightmares, turning your heart into cold stone, inpenitrable ice. You were 'born' (and I'll be quite blunt with you, you were never born to them) to Zeus and Hera, who had already had six other perfect children, all six of them being little angels to their eyes, pure and beautiful, coming straight from Heaven, paradise.
When you appeared, your mother was horrified. It had been a beautiful day; the sky was the perfect shade of an azure color, a deep baby blue, while the clouds were a creamy white color, fluffy and resembling that floss-like food. What was it called? Cloud candy? Can't quite remember. Anyway, your mother absolutely detested you. She thought you were a sin (Perhaps a punishment for not having been loyal to Zeus. Figures. She deserved it). She threw you down from her pitiful little Mt. Olympus (it really is nothing compared to my, I mean our mountain). Being you, it didn't affect your appearance very much. As I said wrote before, I will be extremely truthful and quick with this explanation. You are as ghostly as a ghostly spirit gets, and that, being said by me, is very ghostly. But don't worry, I find ghosts very appealing to my eyes.

However, it affected your personality. You were born so joyful, but what people found so terrifying in you was enough to make you feel rejected. When you were lost, abandoned by your annoying mother (and much worse, but I do need to watch my language), you were found by me. None other than me! You should be extremly honored to have been taken in by me!

Ahem. Anyway. When you were growing up I decided you were old enough to grow up on your own, so I left before you could remember me. Terribly sorry about that. Maybe I could have helped you in your life a lot, really, but there were things to be sorted in our territory (it's your territory, too, now, because you are one of us!).

By now you could hunt for yourself, which wasn't very hard, with your figure that could freeze prey with fear. I don't see why everyone hates us- I myself, being extremely modest, find our species very appealing. They're probably just jealous.
Anyway, on topic again. I really am the type of person (or whatever I am) to wander off and go off into places where I don't belong (I've had a few experiences, rather embarrassing). Our species aren't born to anyone. We are created with the fog of the storm clouds that accumulate on bad days- mind you, it's not exactly a beautiful day today. Anyway, as we live in a very cimetery-like, graveyard-looking place, deep in the cold caves of our country, we gather skulls and attach them to our necks, creating our wolf-like form.

Now, isn't that a beautiful story? I hope it doesn't give you too many nightmares (Oh, silly me, you probably get them anyway). Right, on with the story. I really do gabble (not sure if that's a word) a lot. You met another one of our species, this time it was an elephant skull, and it was an elephant shaped fog cloud, I'll tell you. But something must have gone wrong with the attachment of the skull, because this elephant was a pure, cloud candy white color. Albino. Now, please don't take this as a racist comment. I was simply commenting on our species' rare, albino happenings.

The elephant's name was Terra. She took you in, acted as your mother. You were loved by her, she cared for you. Things were perfect, life was good. To tell the truth, Terra's. Real name was Terranova Silicus Memphis Totalus, but let's not get into that. Terra knew what it felt like to have a have a skull balanced around her neck. Even though she didn't resemble dark storm clouds, she did not have grey skin or a long nose. It really did make her seem rather silly, more like an overgrown mouse than an elephant.

Now, you might be wondering why you don't remember any of this. The truth is, you had been attached to a rather old and rotting skull. One day, after colliding into a tree, the skull snapped in half. Terra found a new one for you, but after the losing of your skull, your identity, really, you were temporarily turned into a stormy cloud, a foggy shape, your memory wiped out until Terra saved you. Again.

Being me, the irresponsible, extremely modest, and rather nosy person I am, I felt the need to interfere. Terra had left you for she believed that you should, in words, 'relive your life'. Anyway, this is where the sending of my most humble letter comes in. As I stated earlier on, I hope that you now understand who we are, including Terra. And to clarify things, I'll tell you this: we're not the only ones.

I guess this is supposed to be the sad part where everyone starts crying, but I'm not very good at that, especially because we don't have real eyes.

My most sincere (and humble) wishes,
Anonymous

P.S. To find our country, follow the moon. Artemis always has the answer. The real truth.

(Well, I took a rather different approach to background, but I hope this works! xP)

A picture you drew:

[Roonie-Roe]

I would like to adopt!

Number:
8

Picture:


Name:
Gadriel (the 'd' is not a typo)

Species:
Male leopard wolf/a type of shape-shifter known as a Niqarrim (a made up sort of species of mine :3)

Personality:
He's a kindhearted and friendly sort of fellow who rarely speaks unkindly to, or of, anyone. He's loyal and loving to his friends and family, loves life to its fullest, and is always looking on the bright side of things, even in difficult situations. Rarely seen without a smile upon his face, he's bubbly and outgoing, always ready to have a good time and make others laugh and enjoy life as much as he does. He tries not to overdue his kindness but sometimes he can get a bit carried away, often annoying those who wish not to be helped and would much rather be left alone.

Despite his fun-loving and outgoing personality he's not without his wits. He's quite intelligent and knows when to be serious and think things through carefully.

Likes:
Gadriel loves nothing more than to be close to his family and friends and lend a helping hand to anyone, stranger or not, who's in need. Seeing the joy in others warms his heart and when he is the cause for their happiness he feels very proud of himself and feels as if he's accomplished something of great importance.

He also loves nature, watching things grow, learning about all the plants, animals, and objects around him, and exploring new places he's never been before. He soaks up knowledge like a sponge and never tires of learning about or seeing new things and places.

Dislikes:
He hates to see others, human or animal, upset or in pain. When he does he'll try anything he can to cheer them up, whether or not they want to be. He also disapproves of others who seek harm to others or get joy out of other people's pain. Even still he tries to show them the same kindness he would to anyone else.

He also doesn't like to see others being harmful to nature. He believes as with humans and animals, the earth should be cared for with kindness and love.

Background:
Gadriel, a pure-blood Niqarrim, was born on a warm sunny day in the spring many years ago to his loving parents, Naivin and Harrik. Like all Niqarrim he was born in the form of a human being and wouldn't obtain his animal form until adulthood. He grew up in a small village as an only child (which was not unusual for his kind) and was taught at an early age by both of his parents to love all that was around him and to appreciate and care for it with a passion. It's a fact that all Niqarrim have a love for nature, but none loved it as strongly as his parents, and thus Gadriel in turn.

At the age of 15, the age when all Niqarrim become an official adult within society, his parents took him to the village shaman. Niqarrim are not born with the knowledge of how to change their form, so they must be taught how. However they have to earn the right to learn first. So like all Niqarrim his age Gadriel had to stay with the shaman for several weeks to work for him and show that he was worthy to learn what he was capable of and how and when to use it. During this time he was not allowed to have any contact with his parents or friends. It was required of him to keep his full attention on the shaman and no one else so as not to be distracted from his work.

At first shape-shifting was difficult for Gadriel and he had trouble deciding what animal he wanted his main form to be. While others chose natural patterns for their chosen species he wanted something a bit more unique. But something that would be fitting too. After awhile, and with much observation of the animals around him, he decided he wanted to be a beautiful gray wolf with gray and white markings and blue eyes. But not just any wolf, one with leopard spots, for he loved the wolf, but also the intricate spotted patterns of the leopard. When he told the shaman what he'd decided upon the shaman just smiled thoughtfully and nodded saying only, "a fitting choice."

After the shaman preformed the sacred ritual to assign Gadriel's chosen form he was then allowed to return to his parents. Once he returned home however he learned that his father had died unexpectedly of an unknown illness just days after Gadriel had gone to stay with the shaman. Though he was extremely sad and heartbroken he understood death was a part of life and could not be helped. But he did wonder why he hadn't been told about his father's death sooner so he asked his mother. She told him that she would have had the shaman tell him, but they both had feared it would have distracted him from his work and lessons. Rather than be upset he just agreed for he knew she was right. The news would have distracted him greatly. And despite his grief he was very grateful to them both for not telling him. He was glad of his teachings and even gladder to have had such a loving father for as long as he had. He vowed he would never forget him and all that his father had taught him. But just in case he did Gadriel decided to always keep a blue jay feather with him to remind him of him. For his father's chosen animal form had been that of a blue jay.

Even after his father's passing Gadriel never lost his love for life and continued to enjoy every minute of it to its fullest. With his newly acquired shape-shifting skills and adulthood he began to leave his mother's side more and more and explore further from the village to learn more about the world around him. In the process he made many new friends and acquaintances, not all of which were friendly, but all of which he showed great kindness. This was how he discovered just how much of a knack he had for helping others. He loved to see the joy he could give others by simply helping them with something, big or small. And even if they said they didn't want any help he knew that deep down they'd be grateful. It made him feel needed and as if this was his calling in life. So he's continued to do as much for others as he can from then on.

A picture you drew:

It's currently just a sketch, but I'll fix it up and color it soon. ^^

[Skylarr.]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 16
Picture:
Name: unnamed..
Species: Restless.
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Background:
A picture you drew:

wip.

[WillowKitsune]

I would like to adopt!

Number: 20

Picture:


Name: Selika

Species: Atlantean Seal

Personality: Quiet and reserved, Selika usually will rarely interact with others. However, she's very intelligent, kind and caring so if she sees someone in trouble, she'll help them. If she sees an abandoned child, she'll care for them as if she's it's own mother. These days, there's no end to those who need help and she's constantly caring for someone. She uses her natural Atlantean powers to help the plants regrow and to help rebuild populations by subtly nudging pairs together.

Other: Her powers come from the life in the ocean itself. When the ocean is thriving, her powers are at their highest and she doesn't age(which is how she survived for so long).

Likes: Children/babies, cute animals/things, helping others, eating: seaweed, anemones, sea slugs, and sea urchins

Dislikes: Most humans she comes into contact with(she DOES remember faces), ships, trash, oil, orcas when they try to eat her, and dirty water

Background: Selika has been around long enough that she can remember the fall of Atlantis. She knows what the greed of humans can do to their surroundings and the world. She knows their destructive power. When Atlantis fell, she did all she could to help the surrounding animals to survive the aftermath; for when an entire community sinks, there are consequences to the environment. Since then, she has traveled around the world's oceans helping wildlife and ecosystems when she can and trying to reverse some of the effects that humans have on the oceans' environments. Thus far, her efforts have resulted in minimal changes. To her disadvantage, humans reproduce and spread much to fast for her to keep up. On top of that, she is beginning to age and her powers are weakening due to the oceans' ecosystems also weakening.

A picture you drew:

(Sketched and lined traditionally, took a photo of it to upload it, colored it in regular old Paint.)

[.kestral]

I would like to adopt!
Number: 8
Picture:

Name:
Combat
Species:
Leopard Wolf
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Background:
A picture you drew: Hurm...Maybe

WIP