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[Pharaoh]

Name - Petite Coquette
Translation - Little Flirt
Nickname - Coquette or Flirt
Owner - Emma Lou Rudd

Number - 72
Gender - Mare
Age - 2 years, 4 months, 24 days
Weight - 921 lbs
Height - 13.5 hh
Dam/Sire - Cody/Grace
Genetics Test - 100 Percent TB

Kingdom - Animalia
Phylum - Chordata
Class - Mammalia
Order - Perissodactyla
Family - Equidae
Genus - Equus
Species - Equus ferus
Latin - Equus ferus caballus
English - Thorougbred




Introduction - Hello there! My name is Amanda Beck, and I'm the co-owner and co-founder, alongside my dad, of the Whispering Willow Stables. Yeah, it's a fine place to retire a horse. So you're interested in taking a look, eh? Sounds fine to me, just don't bug any of our residents. If you have any questions, let me know. Oh, you do? You want to know the story behind our most amazing horses? Well, that's a strange request, but sure, I'll shoot! I take it you already know plenty about Grace, no? She's a famous legend, truth be told. However, not a lot is known about her daughter. Nobody could tell she was also special, and she's lived a while in her mother's shadow. Why not start there?

As you should know by now, Grace is my horse. My sweet little girl. However, Flirt is very much like her mother. Stunningly beautiful, timid, sweet, and never to be messed with. Guess I always thought my own Grace was amazing, and that no horse could better her. Fate brought us together, and I never knew it could happen again. At least, not so soon. Really, though, she's every bit as fine a horse as her mother; I'm afraid Emma would argue with me though. She's convinced that this horse could be the next Sea Biscuit up here. I'm actually not too against the thought of Flirt becoming famous, though. She's got it in her blood. Well, you really do want to hear about her? Good. I'll start with a description then.

Description - Huge WIP

Personality – Huge WIP

History - Huge WIP

Kin -
Sire- Rød Ulv Sol
Dam- Chairde a Shábháil
Other Relatives- Unknown
Stud- None
Offspring- None

Other – Overall, Huge WIP! A hard choice between her and the blue roan, but if somehow the blue roan stays up another week, I'll go for him too; he'd be Rød Ulv Sol.

[KayleeBanana]

Thanks for getting things moving again, Tripp!

Pet's ID Tag: 36
Name You'd Choose for It: Hibiscus
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: I have been looking at Hibiscus for a long time, and have finally decided to adopt her. I think that she would make a lovely addition to my character collection, and provide some much-needed variety from my usual brown coat color.
History/Background/Other: A pack of wolves loped through the deep forest. Their pelts, covered with patches of a variety of greens, blended almost seemlessly into the environment around them. One female with a shimmering white pelt was heavy with the cub that was in her womb. Her mate, the alpha male, ran along side her, offering his support when needed. This was to be their first cub.
The forest pack lived deep in the heart of the rainforest: in the places still untouched by man. Life was rough for them here. There were countless enemies waiting, watching in the shadows. But the pack endured, surviving through even the harshest of years. The pack lived in a hollow tree trunk that was three wolf-lengths wide, and set back on the bank of a river. This was where a new life would enter the world.
The alpha female's cub was an unusual-looking little girl. She had snowy-white fur and pink eyes like her mother. She had her father's stripped legs and green muzzle. She had the traditional green patches like her pack members. But unlike any other wolf, she had a bright orange flower marking on her hip. And it was from this marking that her mother named her: Hibiscus.
Hibiscus's early years were difficult. Her father was embarrassed by her. The other members of her pack shunned her. Only her mother would ever pay attention to her. As Hibiscus grew older, her differences became more apparent. She didn't fight with the other cubs. She never snapped at bird flying to close overhead. She was a terrible hunter. All Hibiscus did all day was sit and tend to a bunch of plants.
Plants were the joy of her life. Hibiscus carried water-filled leaves to her garden every day, and carefully gave every single one of her plants a drink. She made sure that each one had the perfect amount of sunlight. She protected them from the harmful insects that patrolled the forest floor. The other wolves just simply couldn't understand. What was wrong with her? But Hibiscus didn't mind; she had all the friends she needed amongst her garden.

Obviously, my story is a WIP. I plan on finishing it soon. Of course, Hibiscus's garden will come in handy later, but I'll leave it as a surprise for now.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[Lirrie]

Yes thanks tripp ^.^

[Tripp]

no problem guys :]

[Araviir]

yes, we love you Tripp <3 thank you so much for getting the Agency back up and running :3

[Rosalind]

Pet's ID Tag: #35
Name You'd Choose for It: Pernelle
Gender: Mare (female)
Reason You Want It: This mare is beautiful and eye catching and I would love to add her as a member to my growing herd. I first spotted her on Lihmeth's DA in the donation designs and have been looking for her here ever since.
History/Background/Other:

9:00 August 9th-Rosalind
Rosalind climbed out of bed, rubbing her eyes, she walked over to the ornate wardrobe she kept part of her clothes in. As a weathly girl in a powerful family she had everything she could ever want. Beautiful dresses, the latest style of clothes for more everyday use, one of a kind jewlery, antique furniture and other items of much value. The one thing she didn't have was a horse. Her father had taken her to every top stable, and breeding barn around the area but she had never found a horse she wanted. Whenever she rode them, it just didn't feel right. Her parents kept trying to instist on top-quality pure-bred horses that had never been anywhere other than [censored] barns that were nicer than many people's houses. Finally having won the battle of going to a rescue barn, Rosa had comprimized to a purebred rescue barn. Opening her wardrobe she pulled out a light salomn-cream v-neck and some American Eagle jeans she prided herself on having and headed into her large bathroom. Inside, the beautiful painting of a blue roan salbino saddlebred with blue eyes prancing across a lush green field made Rosa stop and study it. Secretly, she had been looking for the horse in the painting all along. Smiling as she started her bath water, she just knew that something special would happen today. Glancing back again at the painting she noticed that under the artist's signature there was name. "Pernelle." she quitely read out loud. A thought intruded her mind, Isn't that the accliamed immortal Nicholas Flamel's wife?

9:00 August 9th-Pernelle
Pernelle grazed in the lush green pasture at the purebred rescue center. When her former owner had passed, his nephew had to give her to the rescue center due to the fact that he lived in Paris and couldn't keep her. It had been a hard parting for both of them, though Luke had promised to come see her once some-one adopted her. Pernelle had been named after the acclaimed immortal sorceress Pernelle. The name seemed to have some power over her because she could understand a multitude of human languages, could see auras, and could cause water to appear whenever she was thirsty. She thoughtfully watched two white doves flutter past, their pale yellow auras visble. Something told her that today was going to be special. "Look for the silver aura..." her ears flicked as she heard a quiet musical voice say. Silver aura?! Isn't that extremly rare? she thought. Pernelle was fairly sure that type of aura was rare, as she had never seen one.

9:30 August 9th-Rosalind
Slipping on her antique golden locket with a tiny golden rose charm, Rosa hurried down the stairs her hip long hair flowing behind her. "Father? I'm ready to go!" she called out, and went into their library and spotted him sitting at his desk in the huge room. The smell of old and new books hits her nose and she quietly sighed with pleasure. This was by far her favorite room. She had recently begun a new series called The Serects of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel by Michael Scott. Pernelle was feautured in those books along with many other exciting ledgends. Her dad smiled, his shinning green eyes matching his daughter's, as he stood. "Alright, lets go!"

9:45 August 9th-Pernelle
Pernelle created a round puddle of crystal clear water and took some sips from it. The rescue had put her in a pasture by herself, and she was quite happy with that. Most horses were afraid of what she could do and wouldn't come near her. Running cold and crisply down her throat, Pernelle was grateful for her powers. Even if they did put a wedge between her and other horses she bet that non of them had ever tasted water so refreshing and she had it whenever she wanted. Tossing her dark blueish-black mane, fringed with lighter blueish-cream tips, she started trotting up the small hill towards the barn at the rescue center.

10:00 August 9th-Rosaind
Quietly humming along to the song playing from her CD, Rosa saw the sign for the rescue center and a lush green pasture with a hill that looked nearly exactly like the one in the painting in her bathroom with the horse the artist dubbed "Pernelle", she also assumed that was the title of the painting though she hadn't yet looked into it or even really tried to read the artist's signature.

10:10 August 9th-Pernelle
Pernelle reached the top of the hill and watched a top-of-the line silver Honda Accord drive up the road. A warm breeze ruffled her mane, carrying a wiff of sweet-pea perfume and she looked closer at the two people inside the car. A father and daughter she premuse, and she turned to prance back down the hill when she whipped back around. A silver aura flickered around the girl. She quickly pranced down the hill, ready for whatever was to come. Excitement was pounding through her.

10:10-10:20 August 9th-Rosalind
Rosa caught her breath, "Pernelle..." she whispered nearly inaudiably in amazement. It truly was the horse in her painting. "Thats the horse I want dad, the blue roan saddlebred." she said as they pulled into the parking lot. Pushing the door open in a rush, Rosa ran over to the fence rail where Pernelle was waiting.

10:20 August 9th-Pernelle
Pernelle nuzzled the girl and nickered, there was a connection there that couldn't be ignored. She knew without a shadow of a doubt that this was her match and that great things would come of this event. Destiny had brought them both here, and destiny would bind them.

10:30 August 9th-Rosalind
Rosa stepped back from right against Pernelle's chest and gently laid her hand on Pernelle's muzzle, "My name is Rosalind." she whispered staring into the mare's beautiful pale blue eyes.

12:00 August 10th-Pernelle
Pernelle gracefully cantered across the Flemming's field, or as she should say, the Flamel's field, her gait smooth because of her saddlebred heritage. Her golden aura was shinning and Rosa's silver aura was shinning, their hair being lifted back in the wind. After whitnessing what had happened between the two of them, Rosalind's father and mother had announced to Rosa about her ancestors, and that they were in fact desended from Nicholas and Pernelle Flamel.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
I hope this is alright... Is there anything else I need to add?

[Dia.]

eh dont have time... maybe Ill come back and work on it... but yeah...

[The Agency]

slight nudge

[crazy cranky critter]

You might like to get a coffee or something before reading this, it is sort of long.... Also as a random note the experimaent number is the kennel number and the donation date mushed together.

WIP

Pet's ID Tag:
#23 (twenty three)

Name You'd Choose for It:
Retaw Nolem
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Said
Ret - or - No - lom
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Retaw Nolem is named as a modification to the word 'Water Melon' Spell the two words backwards but still one after the other.

Gender:
Male - please see mutations and deformaties

Species:
A form of fox hybrid

Reason You Want It:
I would love to adopt Retaw Nolem because he has been sitting in The Agency for a while now. He most certainly did nothing to earn such a punishment. This design is so simple - only two colours, yet so complex. This design is also mouth-watering (truly). I feel that he needs a loving home and I want to provide that for him!

Mutations and deformaties:
Is sterile - The reason for this is most likely he is believed to have been neutered at a young age.
Extra tails - There is no explanation for this.
Water melon scent - while animals commonly let out scents for a variety of reasons Retaw Nolem, for one reason or another, sucretes a sweet, water melon flavoured substance!

Kin:
Father: Unknown
Mother: Unknown
Siblings: one brother, name and other details unknown

Retaw Nolem has a some-what Mysterious past. He is from somewhere other then earth and no further data on his kin could be recovered.

Personality:
Retaw Nolem is a creature of heard ships. Tough and equipped with an un-dieing spirit. To he shields all thoughts and emotions from outsiders. He is very perserverant and hard working, yet he also longs for freedom. Living his life only to move forwards in the world, never back. He has a un-dieing will to explore and fight to the top.

The Story of Retaw Nolem:

Prologue:
"Its been fifteen years now" a voice said calmly. "Tell me, what have you done?" The room fell silent. Where there had previously been excited chatter there was now nothing. A small figure stepped forwards. "Sir, experiment #233.16 has, well..." the first being, the questioning one stepped out of the shadows. He had pale purple skin stretched tightly over bulging muscles. His eyes were a blinding bright green and were now narrowed to slits. All five of them. He tilted his head to the side. "Tell me, Ragnor, what is it that is well, is the project well?" he asked menicingly. "Please Anthor, one more year!" the smaller and duller being begged, dropping to his knees. In their quest for food on their now insustainable planet the Noroth race had been trying to make a hybrid animal that could explore other dimensions. If the mission was a sucess it would grow another tail that held all the statistics from the visited planets, ready for the professors to study. To sustain it on missions this animal would need to be able to produce food for itself. Thus creating Retaw Nolem.

~One year later~
"Well Anthor, I have news." the small alien said, stepping quietly towards the larger beings side. "Good. Youve had a year. Now spit it out!" Anthor snapped, the veins on his head bulging. "Its impossible for an animal to sustain itself for more then a month." Ragnor said, trembling so hard he could barely stand. Anthor stood still for a moment while his under developed brain processed this fact. Suddenly he swung his arm out and hit the smaller alien to the ground. "YOU HAVE FAILED US ALL!" he yelled, spit flying. "SEND IT AWAY TO OTHER DIMENSIONS!" he quietened to a hiss. "And I don't care if it dies, just FIND ME A PLANET!" Ragnor, who had leaned in to listen leapt back. "I will, generous sir." he cried, hopping off.

Dimension #1
I opened my eyes. Behind me a purple void was closing. I shook my head. I couldn't remember anything. All I knew was to explore. So thats what I did. The scenery was bright, the air was humid, hard to breathe. Vines grabbed at my legs. Strange bugs flew around me, licking my skin as if it was sweet. I shook them off. I was going to try find out where I was and nothing would stop me.
~Later~
My energy slowly depleted. My speed slowed down so much I could barely move. My heart throbbed and my head burned. This was like some twisted tropical hell. I soon found a place to rest and when I laid down my eyes slammed shut in an instant.
~Later~
I woke to find I was govered in butterflys. I angrily yelped, sending an echo around. Strange, I though, I must be in a cave or valley. I couldn't remember which way to head so I started aimlessly running through the tangled jungle.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[Tripp]

slight up-date, i added a countdown, though its missing the time its still something :] so if your ever lost on when the code drop is, The count down is on the first page in the first post at the bottom.

6 days, at 7pm eastern :] thens when the code drop is expected