[Cheetawitch]

username: Cheetawitch
name: Dakota
gender: Male
personality: Hyper, Strong, Sweet, ADHD, Loyal, Swift, Awkward
story: *** WIP

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[Brandy.]

Whats your name?

Whats Your Gender?
Ich bin ein jungen! warum?
( im a boy! why?)

BraveConsiderateCourageousHeadstrong

Domm will always try to do whats right, even if at the cost of his safety. His
main wish is to protect and serve the law. Domm can be very cautious around new
people but it dosnt take long for him to warm up to someone. He can be very
protective of his friends and he will fight for whats right. He is a happy and
playful kia, but he knows when to be serious...

Story:

Domm was raised in bamberg germany. he is not sure where he was born because he was an orphan. domm had to learn everything on his own, he never had someone to help him out finding food or shelter. Domm grew used to it though, and as he grew he became a very
street smart kia. he knew the ins and outs of bamberg, he knew where to get all of his hookups, food, everything. That all changed when domm met Xerxes and Udo. They gave Domm the training he needed to become a shutzhund. Domm was the star of many demonstrations, and it was at one of his demonstrations where he met his person a blond, blue eyed girl named Cebba. From that moment on Domm knew he would spend the rest of his life protecting his best friend...

First encounters with Shutzhunds

As domm grew he had a very strange passion ( for a kia) he wanted to be a Schutzhund. He would do anything he could to get any information he could on these dogs. he even acted more dog like. he would try to bark and fallow a trail. He would cover up his feather to look more dog like. To his advantage people believed him. Domm had the coat of a common german shepherd and in bamberg german shepards were pretty common. so common that there was a GSD club. Every saturday GSD owners would get together and let the dogs play while the owners talked GSD. Domm would always watch these meetings in hopes that he would learn how to act more

like a Shutzhund. One day Domm had worked up the nerve to walk over to the small pack of dogs. he wandered over, his tail down
telling the dogs he was not a threat. most of them just sat and looked at him. they had never seen a wolf thing with a lion tail. they murmured to each other.

One of the GSD caught Domms eye. she was cream and had long fluffy hair. She stood up and started to take a couple of steps towards domm. she glanced back at the other dogs then. she looked back at domm, She was very hesitant. Domm laid down and roles on his side. the female look calmer now she trotted over to domm.... " willkommen " "can i help you with anything"
Domm glanced up at her in disbelieve "... are you a Shutzhund?" "ja..." she said slowly. " and what are you?" Domm laughed a little bit " i'm a Kiamara. My species isn't to common here" " i see.. what are you doing here?" " I was Just watching... I want to be a Shutzhund like you guys." Domm said as he sat up. " Es tut mir leid, You have to be a dog to be Shutzhund" she said. The dog got up and started to walk away " Wait!...Can i train with you" A black dog from the small pack stood up and started to chuckle.. " Didn't you here the lady, Your not even a dog! You probably can't even take a hit either.." "let me show you what I've got" Domm said.. The black dog glanced at him "ok your on" Domm was caught off guard, he had never been in a fight but he wasn't going to back down. The black dog was on him almost immediately, bitting at his shoulder. Domm swung around and grabbed the dogs hip, it had turned into a tug of war. Suddenly

there were Loud cries from the dogs owner. " Aus Batzi! Aus" the black dog immediately let go. in return Domm had let go. The black dog ran to his owners side, where he was leashed up along with all of the other dogs. the people looked at the black dogs injuries, but there was nothing. Domm looked to his side and saw a small trickle of blood. nothing to bad. after akin sure there own dogs were ok the humans came back with a leash. The glanced at each other for they knew this wasn't a normal dog. one walked toward domm very slowly and carefully. he bent down and stuck his hand out. Domm stalked over very slowly, his head down. he smelled his hand and licked it. the man slid the leash over dooms head and pulled it a bit " Kom" so doom fallowed the man. " sitzen" Domm sat down next to the fence where his leash was being tied. The man walked away and started to talk to the other owners. After a little while all of the owners left with there dogs. all that was left was the man and the white gsd. the man let the white dog off the leash, the man walked over to a car and opened the trunk where a cage was. he commanded the white dog to lie next to the cage. he grabbed dooms leash and commanded him into the cage.. " whats your name?" the white dog whispered. " Domm... you?" "my name is Xerxes. My owners name is Udo" "where are we going?" "Probably Meine Haus.. I have a good owner, don't worry....." That night Domm was welcomed into there home. For the first time his stomach was full. For the first time he sleped on a warm bed. That night was the most important night to domm. That marked the beginning of his dream becoming reality.

This isn't Domms "life story" but it one of his biggest accomplishments.
It is also how his dream came true...

Likes
+ Bratwurst
+ Snow
+ Hide and seek
+ Christmas Markets

Dislikes
+ Lying
+ Laziness
+ Chocolate
+ Boasting

Random Questions

What your Favorite color?
"my favorite color...hmmm
thats a hard one... yeah green"

Favorite Food?
"Bratwursts"

Favorite Movie?
"Anything with justice but
Silence of the lambs is one of my favorites"

Fears:
Domm has had a reoccurring nightmare
that has haunted him for a very long time.
He is afraid that he is going to see Cebba
in trouble in front of him, whether she
is trapped in a fire, or she is being
attacked Domm is unable to save
Cebba. This is why Domm is never
too far away from her. Cebba also
feels substantially better.

Dreams:
Domms perfect wonderland would
be a place were there were no crimes
and everyone was kind and caring.
Domm knows that this is kind of and
impossible dream but he will do his best
to fight any wrongdoing, and he does it
all with a smile on his face

Theme song:
Citizen Soldier
by Three Doors Down

"The Fear Doesn't End When You Close Your Eyes"

Protecting Cebba dosnt end when she goes to sleep. Cebba suffers from extreme night terrors. She wakes up in the middle of the night screaming; She can't get away.. This is where Domm comes in, He will do everything he can to wake her up so she can escape her terrors.

Here is some artwork i made of him c:
A headshot

Getting the hang of the kia body...

Domm and his Bruder, Xeno

Friends?
Domm has one other very good friend besides cebba.
This is cebbas other kia Xeno. Xeno and domm diddnt see
eye to eye at first because Xeno needs to have
fun and joke around. Domm eventually learned
how to let loose and enjoy the little things, thanks to Xeno. Domm doesn't
consider Xeno as a friend, but a brother....

Love Life?
Domm is straight and tends to go for the
more natural looking kias. He loves sweet,
funny personalities.
Right now Domm has a huge crush on
Mckenzie.. He loves her sense of adventure.

How did you get your feathers?

"When i had completed my schutzhund Training, udo gave me 2 green feathers. He knew that i had reached a goal that i have been working towards for a very long time. however, when i met cebba i gave her one of my feathers. I told her that i would love and protect her for the rest of her life, but only is she would do the same to me. Of course cebba agreed. She now wears the green feather as an earring"

Some photos are not mine, and belong to there rightful owners

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My username is sea, I haven't even been here for one month yet and already my username has been changed several times. I was first lark's song, due to my love of these birds before I changed to maxie. [ which is the name of my german shepherd, no lie ], ducky, and finally I have changed it to my current one. I like the name sea, and I think I might keep it at least for a while yet, honestly, I really need to find one I can stick to. Maybe turtle, or raven, in the future?

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I nearly dropped dead when I saw this kiamara was based off a german shepherd, I nearly started bouncing off the walls. For reasons I don't believe I have to explain [ xD ] I was soon on the search for a german name but one that a mother or father might possibly name their newborn child. Andrea seemed to fit the bill so I decided to pick it, seeking out it's meaning on the internet but mostly it was boys meaning of the name coming up and saying it was a boy name. But there were a few female results. Andrea is a given name common in many parts of the world. In English, German, Hungarian and Spanish, Andrea is used as a woman's name, as the feminine form of Andrew, Andreas, András or Andre. In Italy and Albania, Andrea is a masculine name, the equivalent of Andrew.

It derives from the Greek, genitive, that indicates the man as opposed to the woman (while man in the meaning of human being is might be related with the Indo-European root which means man, vital force. English feminine form of the Greek Andreas, which is derived from the element andros (man). The word is derived from the old Greek 'aner/andros', meaning "manly" and, as consequence, "strong" and "courageous". And as for the name parents name their kid? Well, I admit there is no person in my school with this name but on the walking dead there used to be a charrie called Andrea so I guess that makes up for it ...? Anways, her full name Andrea Light Fawne, her middle name being 'Light' as her parents were ... well you could say bright and happy people, I guess. She doubts her last name will ever change as she doesn't wish to be married.

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Oh, how dare you ask this question! Shouldn't it be easy to see, maybe in her pelt but in her build she looks nothing at all like a 'brute' as she calls them. Andrea is a chick and she would give you a growl if you thought she looked like a male. Or maybe more then a growl. From a distance, it's possible to think she is a male since her pelt is darker colours and most people think the very pink candy-like kiamaras have to be girls. She would hate, and strongly hate at that to become a guy, Andrea doesn't believe that boys have cooties anymore like she used to when she was younger but she's noticed that girls tend to be a bit more ... well suspicious when men flirt with them whiles brutes are mostly clueless oafs and suck it all up. They're more innocent which is a reason that this gal both loves and mocks about them. So, yeah, to sum it all up she's a girl.

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She is beautiful which explains how so many of the boys have fallen for her in the past and still have crushes on her. She adores the attention but doesn't go on and on about her body like so others do some I afraid you won't be able to tell us about how she looks herself. Well, first of all many of those dog-lovers or the ones who simply know their dog breeds that she is a german shepherd based kia with the black muzzle and markings, the dark hair and tan everywhere else. Of course, as with every kia she has spots on her legs, even if she didn't want them there, there would be no possible way to get them off. And, oh, those eyes are part of the reason I decided to try out for her in the first place! Andrea, or whatever else her new owner might call her has those dark green eyes, my very favourite colour which seem to be both mysterious yet seductive at the same time. And as for the single feather? A lot of kiamaras have more then one feather so she is pretty special. I do believe there is a story behind the single feather. If I did win her I would well, maybe try and get other people to do accessories for her, nothing to complex but maybe a baseball cap and legwarmers? I think that would look pretty cool.

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Bruna ; RPW ; enemy ; Andrea hates Bruna with all her heart as this snotty little princess is like the german shepherd kia except a little more 'oh the males love me, i'm the best' and in a different form. These two met as they were both chasing a rabbit to kill it though due to them both trying to shove each other out of the way, they lost it as it escaped into a burrow. Both stubborn canines were frustrated at the loss of such a juicy prey and each blamed each other, soon locking in a battle of frustration. Bruna and Andrea were around as strong as each other and decided to call it a tie, breaking apart from each other. Over the rest of the day, the two realized how alike they were in personality and declared to be sisters but that was before the kiamara knew who the wolf truly was and how cruel she could be. Bruna caught up the scent of rabbit again and soon, due to her great tracking abilities found a mother bunny and her tiny babies. The wolf wanted to kill them all and honestly, Andrea was horrified that Bruna would be able to kill the babies out of cold blood. She's hates the RPW ever since.

Luke ; JMD ; Friend ; How strange, is it? You wouldn't think that Andrea would be able to be friends with any males, they're all just toys to her, like most people say. Yell, funny enough it's only males of the same kind she flirts with, males that do not belong in her family are strange to her and the german shepherd kia doesn't know how to react to them at all, have some fun with them or just be friendly? It took a while for her to simply just figure it out but eventually she chose just to act normal to them. Luke was the first non-kiamara that could talk that Andrea ever layed eyes on and what was the surprise of her life was that he wasn't nice to her and a suck- up like all other guys tended to be to her. He told her to get lost and go away in that cold voice though she simply refused to, interested by that strange creature with wings and a rock on it's head. When she didn't leave, the red and black male threatened her roughly and while he was speaking, she noticed his jewel shimmered ever so slightly. How did that work? Curious, Andrea asked about it bluntly and taken back, he told her. Over time they became friends.

Michael ; RPW ; dislike ; owned by { shannon ; Ahh, when Andrea layed eyes on this fella she knew this was the same type as Bruna had been and therefore bared her teeth agressively, beliving that all these wolves had a nasty streak in them. Of course, she was wrong that she was to assume that but it was true to Michael did have a nasty streak in him. He wasn't cruel like Bruna was ... but he was annoying and whiney who tried to play some horrible pranks on her. Because he was still young and foolish Andrea tried to put up with him and promise herself it was just for a little while longer but he didn't stop. Eventually, enough just happened to be enough so she pinned him down and gave him a vicious bite to the shoulder to silence him. Well, it didn't silence Michael like she had hoped but instead made him start crying, she let him go and then he went running off at top speed to his mum. When they got the news, the two parents came to the park to look for the female who was german-shepherd looking according their son but like they thought, Andrea was long gone by then. She never went to that park again and never spoke to that brat again though she did see him again a few times.

Amie ; RPW ; Friend ; owned by { shannon ; Amie was the one who taught Andrea that not all Rainbow Paint Wolves were bad like she had thought. The kiamara was sitting on a rock in the town, watching as a pretty young lady with fine clothes walked by. Fine, expensive clothes in fact that she quite liked. Jumping down, she growled at Amie and said, ''Give me your scarf, give me your shoes. Despite the strong enemy facing her, the RPW didn't back down and stubbornly watched Andrea through narrowed eyes the whole time, never even flinching. After a few minutes of this threatening he kiamara finally began to back down, to admire to this strong spirit and courage that Amie had showed that day. ''Wow, you're a fighter,'' Andrea had said, slightly amazed but the RPW had tossed her head in contempt with unfriendly eyes, still not sure if this creature was a friend or a foe, simply trying to trick her into letting her guard down. ''Well, most people would expect a princess like me to be a stupid animal but I admit, I like to prove them wrong.'' That had shocked Andrea but after a few awkard stares, nods and muttering they became to accept each other and got into a friendly conversation somewhere else.

Arabella ; JMD ; dislike ; owned by { shannon ; How is she supposed to know who Arabella is? Her first impression of the blue jewel was not a very good one, a bored female pregnant with kids and with a dumb husband, trying to act like her life is exciting when it isn't. Like seriously, being so obsessed with harry potter? Get into the real world, gurl, you're going to have some kiddies for god's sake! But word dropped later on that Arabella was actually a secret assasin, Andrea of course just dismissed this as rumours probably started by the female jewel mane dragon herself! But after hacking into the computer files, the german shepherd kiamara found out that this piece of gossip she had heard flying back and forth to each other was actually true information and after seeing proof, she didn't question it any longer. But how was her relationship with Arabella after this piece of work? Well, Andrea is wary of the other girl and slinks around her and even though she wouldn't admit it, actually is a little bit scared of her! So, therefore, even though she hasn't even spoken to Arabella and the JMD might not even be aware that she exists, the kia dislikes her/is wary of her.

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Andrea is the type of kiamara that the girls loathe, the ones in the pretty mini-skirts talk behind her back about it as often as they can. And she's also the type of kiamara that the boys fall for, head over heels in love without even to know her first. She's a total little flirt but not the type that gives the big cheesy wink and toothy grin, Andrea actually knows exactly what she's doing when it comes to this sort of stuff. She would walk up to a man [ she prefers her age, blond hair and taller then her ] and start off simple as first before beginning to get a bit more serious. As you can tell from what I said, she's a seductive little monster who enjoys toying with male's hearts and knows how beautiful she is with those big, lush green eyes. Of course, if she does manage for them not to see through her ways, she'll keep a relationship with them for about a week and then dump them hard. But oh no, it isn't always flirting that Andrea manages to get away with, her manipulative personality means she can use her power for other things as well, why would she need to still something if she can get someone else to do it for her? And to top it all off, this girl is selfish, one that would take the last piece of cake from a five year old without hesitation, one that would be happy that another, even her friend would die if it meant that she would survive.

Oh! Have you ever heard such a sarcastic cutting tounge like hers in your lifetime? She aims such comments at the kiamaras that she hates, all females and the males that see right through her act all make it onto her black list. Andrea is smart too though, well, smart in a cunning sort of way which means she's sneaky. On purpose, she will try and steal away another poor female's boyfriend only to cause jealousy and anger. Not always this act works but a lot of the time, the boys are sadly lured in only for heartbreak when she leaves them, sometimes breaking it off with them, other times just disappearing without a word in the dead of the night. And, her will seems to be made of iron, as stubborn as a mule. Once deciding on something she's sticky to it like flies to honey, almost nothing that you can suggest will change her mind. If you want her not to do something or to do something when she's already decided not to, you will have to bribe her with something worth offering. Something expensive, probably if I knew her. Despite all this, Andrea walks around with a rather mysterious air to her and with all her relationships, you would expect people to know her inside out but this isn't the case. Even when she's around her boyfriends, she still is secretive and will tell them nothing about her past and nothing about who she truly is on the inside.

Yet she isn't all this sassy unlikeable personality, there's someone underneath all this but she barely ever shows this side of herself, she hasn't shown it to anyone yet actually. Not even her own parents, not even her brother when he was still alive though Andrea had cared for him like she had cared for no one else before. If you want to see kindness from her, you have no idea how long you will have to wait, maybe a few weeks in an active role play, in the role play the time for them will probably be a few months. What she needs is a gentle soul, one that is willing to spend his time to nurse her back to health, not physically but instead mentally. Deep down, Andrea is quite a gentle soul, she isn't too fond of kids as they yell and scream too much but she would help them if they were in trouble. Also baby animals, well, she has a soft spot for them, a lot of the time for kittens or puppies! This girl is also very honest, okay, it may not be good as she is brutally honest which leads to other kia's feelings being hurt but that's better then being a liar, right? Bravery can also be a thing that counts with Andrea though you may only glimpse this trait once or twice, even if you watch her all the time [ though that would be creepy ] anyway. She is a broken young lady and her past has scarred her like nothing she has ever experienced before. This girl is also a romantic though she would never admit it to anyone, not even herself and longs for her prince charming to sweep her off her feet and make her own fairytale come true.

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Andrea had always wanted a dog while she was growing up, constantly begging her parents over and over again if she could have a furry little friends of her own. Sadly, her mother was allergic to most pet animals, rabbits, ferrets and birds she sneezed at when she was around them but with dogs and cats were the worse. Red eyes, streaming nose. When her parents were taken out of her life, travelling with her brother she saw many homeless people with pets, dogs mostly with jutting hip which showed they were far to skinny. The german shepherd kia had felt pity for them but they didn't have anything to spare so they moved on with her life. Before she got her feathers and after her brother died, she actually had a beagle puppy she was going to get in a few weeks time, it was too young to leave it's mother just yet.

But after what happened to Otto, she never wanted to own a dog so cancelled those plans and never got the beagle puppy though she doesn't regret it. After a few months of living alone and without the pet that she had expected to have, Andrea was lonely so she decided to give a cat a try as she still couldn't face owning a dog. Turns out she is a real cat person and currently owns two pussies. The first cat she got was 4 year old Nemo the boy and the second is a younger 2 year old Charcoal, the female. She loves them most and ignores the comments, waving them off when other kiamaras say how strange it is! A dog-based kia can't even stand the idea of having a dog. Good thing they don't know the story behind it or they might hate her.

Nemo ; Ahh, this big fella holds a very special in Andrea's heart, he's there when she needs a shoulder to cry on and his big fur offers comfort and warmth on those cold winter nights. He has a bit of a story behind him to how she got him but it's nothing too sad like a sob story or anything, well, maybe just a tiny bit. It was freezing cold and the snow was just starting to fall when Andrea went out of the bar that night ; she had been flirting with the men and had snogged a few, fairly drunk. Luck that night caused her to take the long way home and to this day, she still doesn't know why she did that, maybe just to admire the moon? As the female passed a trash can, singing softly to herself she thought she heard a tiny 'mew', weak and small. Thinking that her mind was just making up the sound but still not completely sure, she stopped and cocked an ear, listening intently.

And then there was the sound again, fragile and sad, she felt her heart clech as she lifted the lit of the rubbish bin and gasped. There, in the moonlight was give little furry bundles, soggy and shivering. One had it's fur fluffed out protectively and was baring tiny teeth at her, three were just staring blanky at her but her heart went for one that was curled in the corner, soaking wet and still. Fearing the worse, Andrea picked up it's limp body and held it's chest up to her ear, biting her fingernail like crazy from the nerves that were nearly overwhelming her. But to her relief, there was a tiny 'thump thump' of the heart meaning the little tomcat was still alive. ''Come here, little ones,'' she mumured, wondering what she was going to do now. If they were in healthier condition she would take them home overnight and give them to the shelters in the morning but this little one looked so close to death ... even though it was late and the pound was an hour's trek from here she had to do it.

She got there, eventually and gave the place her adress, name and phone number so she could keep track of the kittens and see they could go to good homes. Andrea also gave the exact location of the place where she found the little scraps of life so the RSPCA could take a look, it was a crime as the person who dumped them there intended the animals to die. The german shepherd kia left the shelter and headed home to her nice warm bed and hot chocolate which would burn your tounge when you sipped it. Over the next few weeks she listened egaerly to the news of kitten after kitten finding a home, four were adopted ... but one still remained there. Eventually, the pound rang her and said the kitten still had not found a home and would be being put down tomorrow. They offered her it, desperate for the little fella not to die and despite her doubts, Andrea agreed to go out and take a look at it but no promises. But when she went there, when that sad little kitten turned it's eyes on her she knew she had to take it.

This was the kitten that she had thought was dead the night she found him and the rest of his siblings. Heart in her throat, she cuddled him close to her chest and simply not, tears in her eyes ; the kitten she had rescued who had came so close to death only to become healthier and then be so close to death. He had grown bigger now but she could feel he was ... well, not think anymore but instead lean, his fluffy coat made him appear bigger then he actually was. Cut away all that fur and he would actually be rather small. ''Nemo,'' she decided on the car way home, looking at the box he was in. She had always loved the movie 'Finding Nemo', and it seemed to fit him in some strange way. From then on, Nemo and Andrea have had their ups and downs together, he even clawed her pretty badly once and she was threatening to get rid of him once. But they love each other and even though they are simply animal and master, they may not be best friends but only a fool would say they are not friends at all.

Charcoal ; Andrea likes to think of Charcoal, her second cat, as herself but instead in feline fur. It was a year ago when she got the black sassy queen and Nemo was three years old then. She was sitting by her bedroom window, staring out into the real world with a purring pussy on her lap when she spotted another cat, one that she had seen before. It was a female, a stray that walked around with a cocky air of confidence to her and was decently fed as there were a few neighbours who decided to give her some kibble at times. Anyways, the cat began to walk across the street when a car came hurtling over the corner at top speed. I'm sure your clever ducklings can figure out what happened then ; the car went 'thump' as it hit the stray and even though the driver must have realized he hit an animal, it drove away without a pause or a flash of hesitation.

When she realized it wasn't dead, Andrea began to care for the animal and let me tell you, it wasn't easy at all. But with a fierce well to surive, the newly named Charcoal [ though she was also called Charlie ] managed to pull through but didn't quite adapt to the life of a placid pet cat like Nemo did. She slept inside at night by the window and by the day, caught rats and brang to back to the place, much to Andrea's amusement. Nemo never showed the new cat any sign of agression or jealousy but Charcoal didn't like having another cat, she kept her distance and that was fine with both of them. She is now two years old and in her prime, though has started to make it a came and taunt Nemo by battering at him with her paws and stealing his food. Andrea doesn't know what is going on between them so she is clueless.

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Andrea sat down in the early morning breeze, the sunshine on her face and her dark hair swaying from side to side. There was a few other people passing by through the meadow but none stuck around for long in stupid fear of the bees who drifted lazily around the flowers or the 'snakes' that were in the long green grass. But no, she didn't feel afraid, the long stalks hid her from most, she could peer through the gaps and see someone else standing not even a few metres away but they would never be able to spot her. A beautiful blue and black butterfly flapped close to her and the female gave a small smile upon seeing it, over the last few month's since her dead brother's death, this little guy had been following her around, leading Andrea to believe the only possible reason. Her brother's spirit was inside this holy creature, she was certain of it, once his life had finished she believed he had chosen to come back in a different form and help guide her through her life this time.

She sighed, her thoughts turning a bit darker now. Despite turning into an adult not long ago, she had no feathers to show it as she couldn't find suitable ones. This girl didn't want to be one of those kiamaras who were so desperate for feathers they would happily pick up any but no, she wasn't like them. She wanted her feathers to be special, one of a kind. The butterfly rested on her paw for a moment and then flew into the sky, Andrea waved her paw in farewell but it came back to her paw again and then flew away again. It must want me to follow it, she thought, it was almost funny how although the german-shepherd female always though of the winged insect as her brother, she still called it an 'it' in her mind although she never noticed it. Getting up from her hiding place, she began to follow as the butterfly lead her on a wild hunt through the trees, the leaves growing thicker and thicker until the pair finally came to a hult. The spirit of her brother flew up and rested on a chesnut branch, well, it didn't rest on the branch it rested on something hanging from the branch. What was it? Andrea felt her eyes widen with shock. Hanging from the branch was a few of the most perfect feathers she had ever seen. They were the colour of her eyes.

She knew to the deepest corner of her heart that these feathers were meant for her. There were four lush green feathers up their and she would take them all, one to hang from her neck, two from her tail and one for her front paw. But first, how was she going to get them? They were up too high for her to simply leap up into the air and grab ... but the only other option was to climb the tree. It would be the only way. Bunching her muscles, Andrea took a deep breath and sprung up, her brown paws scrabbling frantically to get a grip but she slithered back down with splinters in her pad. ''Oww ...'' she complained and dug one out with her teeth before shaking her paw to get rid of the pain and deciding to give it another go. She leapt again. She failed on that try and it took several more attempts for her to simply just scramble up to the first branch. From then on, she slumped back, panting heavily and ripping out the splinters viciously, one by one before climbing up again. It tooks ages to get the hang of it but eventually Andrea worked the whole thing out, or at least a bit of it. Half an our later she had reached the end of the journey and had claimed her victory, hanging the four feathers in the places she had wanted them to be.

Whispering a silent thank you to the butterfly, the female slithered down the tree with a huge smug grin appearing on her face. She returned to the meadow but this time something was different, she had an air of arrogance to her and lay sprawled in the grass for everyone to see instead of hiding ; she was no longer ashamed of herself. Andrea closed her eyes peacefully, falling in and out of sleep until loud sniffing woke her up. Opening her eyes, she found herself looking straight at two massive brown eyes and a wet black nose. Upon seeing movement, the german shepherd puppy began licking her face eagerly, slobber falling from it's jaws. ''What are you doing here?'' she said, jolting awake and standing up to see a little girl, maybe 5 or 6 years old looking down at her as well. ''Ich kann meine Mami nicht finden. Können Sie mir bitte helfen, sie zu finden?'' [ I can't find my mummy. Can you please help me find her? ] Andrea instantly realized that this little girl was speaking german and answered back in german as well. ''Sorgen Sie sich nicht, mein Lieber. Wir werden deine Mutter bald finden.'' [ Don't worry, dear. We'll find your mother soon. ]

Andrea soon learned that the girl's name was Liesl and that the dog's name Otto, a little male pup. Even after minutes of searching, Liesl's mother was no where to be seen. Sighing in defeat, the german shepherd kia leaned against a tree, her legs sore from walking and her hopes crushed. That was then the earthquake started. The ground started shaking terribly, gaps where opening in the earth as she looked around for the little girl and her dog. Liesl was standing not even eight metres away from her, the young kia's mouth opened in a soundless 'o' of horror. The reason she was so scared was because Otto was yelping frantically but sliding away from her down a slope and soon would fall into the huge gap in the earth if no one did anything for another few seconds. But Andrea ... she was close enough probably to just grab the puppy and get away just before she fell. If she didn't move Otto would surely die. Ignoring the fierce shaking of the earth's anger, she lunged forward and grabbed the puppy's scruff between her teeth and began to drag him back up.

Instead of reaching the surface her paws failed, slithering back down. Worse, she could feel the feathers beginning to slip off here, they would be doomed if they fell. They were her brother's feathers! She couldn't lose them, not any of them! The one around her neck didn't slide but the others were slowly falling, as if to mock her. In that moment, it seemed to Andrea that she only had too options, rescue the puppy or rescue her feathers. She chose door number two ; the wrong choice. ''Aus! Aus!'' She could hear the german girl shouting at the top of her longs for Andrea to let go of her feathers and instead save Otto though she didn't listen, this had to be what the butterfly would want, right? Otto disappeared down the slope, his terrfied eyes staring at the sky before he disappeared, you couldn't even glimpse that chocolate brown fur anymore. Trying to stagger back up, a powerful blast from the earthquake knocked the three feathers from there hand and they too disappeared.

When the earthquake finally came to an end and she staggered up to the top, holding the remaining feather around her next tightly with one hand. Liesl was no where to be seen but Andrea didn't think she was dead, probably just had run away after seeing some choose some stupid feathers over a dog, a living, breathing animal. She learnt a lesson that day, a very hard lesson and something changed in the female's life and in her personality that day. The butterfly that had visisted her for years never came to her anymore which ... it shattered Andrea and she went into a deep depression for several months, not eating for a couple of weeks and then barely drinking or eating after that. When it finally ended, she never had a nice smile on her face anymore, there was no smile of friendship remaining. She didn't try and help anyone else like she had tried to help Liesl. And from then on, Andrea avoided german shepherd dogs and would run the other way if she saw one walking down the street. If she stuck around too long with it near her she could start to cry, tears falling down her cheeks. It's ironic, isn't it? The german shepherd based kiamara bursts into tears near german shepherd dogs.

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Andrea only dreams one thing every single night and she always remembered it, never forgetting the warm feeling she gets which spreads from head to toe when it happens.

''Andrea,'' a soft voice called out from the left and she swung her head around in barely surpressed excitement, already knowing at the very back of her mind what was about to happen. Another figure appeared at the top of the slope though she couldn't make out his face clearly enough, it was only very bright. I'm seeing his insides! she realized with shock, it was light that filled this creature, no darkness and not even a trace of the colour black in his heart. ''Hello?'' she whispered, heading towards the shape and twining his fingers with him, wait, was it even a him? No, it was an it but a very good 'it', she supposed. It didn't answer but instead took her hand and held it to her chest, right above the heart. She could feel it going 'boom boom', a bit faster then normal. ''You feel that,'' the figure mumured and Andrea nodded though was not really sure on what she was supposed to feel. ''It's goodness,'' the shape said. ''I know you don't believe it but you are a good person, Andrea. You have redeemed yourself.'' Feeling wet, oily tears spilling out of her lush green eyes, she only nodded, unable to speak but she couldn't agree. Didn't this thing know what she had done in the past? ''How do you know my name?'' she croaked, emotional and the creature shook it's head gently. ''I just do. You may be wondering what my name is. People call me ________''

She is never able to remember his name, no matter how hard she tries.

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[capricorn.]

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[ki-neko animura]

username:
- ki-neko animura

name:
- Melahia (Mel- ah-hi -ah)

nickname:
- Ella

title:
- Duchess

gender:
- Female

personality:
- Spacey - Though she is of high class and high intelligence. Ella doesn't have the best attention span. One minute she could be talking about the beautiful weather then the next she could be off into her own world
- Regal - Taught and naturally regal some could call her smug but she is only doing what she is taught. You never know when something may happen and for her she takes it with stride
- Talkative - She can be very talkative when she is not in public and along with her spaciness it can be quite a combination. She loves to talk about anything and everything but prefers to talk about what she can do to help her people.
- Prankster - When she isn't infront of those who would judge her she loves playing ranks on her staff, friends, and family

story: I do not speak german so i had to use a translator. Sorry if some things are wrong
*narrorator voice* In a land far far away, lived a gorgeous and well renowned Duchess who went by the name of Melahia. *end narrorator voice*

Duchess Melahia pads into the room, her light cream pawsteps thumping quietly on the golden tiles. Turning her head she narrows her emerald green eyes into the dim lights "Hallo, jemand da?"(Hello, is anyone there?) she calls slight fear lacing her voice. Finally seeing a small group she takes a step back. A look of fear in her eyes until she realizes who they were "Ah, Sie müssen der Gruppe kommen auf Tour meine wunderbare Heimat." (Ah, you must be the group coming to tour my wonderful home.)

The group looks back and forth to each other looks of semi understanding and confusion contorting their faces, when they do not respond she tilts her head slightly, gold tiara tilting in her chocolate brown hair. Sitting on the cool surface she keeps on staring, a face of confusion covering her old smiling one. Looking back and forth to each other the group members shrug before one blurts out "I'm sorry, but we don't understand you fully." The group gasps as the one who called out shrinks back realizing that they were in the presence of a Duchess and with that called for the right titles to be in place. "I... I mean I'm sorry you're Majesty...". Letting out a loud but contained laugh Melahia nods in understanding.
"Ah yes, your group does not speak my native language, no worries I have been well taught to be fluent in others." she says her voice thick with an accent but layered in proper grammar, or for the most part. Stepping forward she looks up at the one who called out. "It is just Duchess young one. You're Majesty is for a queen." Holding her head high Melahia motions for the group to follow her. "Welcome to my home young ladies and gentlemen. As you may know I am Duchess Melahia but please just call me Ella." she says her voice starting strong but ending soft and calming as she notices the slight fear coming from the group. Watching their expressions change Melahia continues. "Please follow me and we can start the tour!" she cooes her head still high as she leads the group out of the main hall and into the vast opening of the ball and throne room, her long tufted tail swinging behind her. "This, my lords and ladies, is the throne room" she motions to the large gold and green throne up ontop of a landing of stairs. "The room also doubles as the Grand Ballroom. During one of our parties it can hold up to 1,000 or more Kiamaras in it. Depending on how packed you wish to be." Flicking her ear towards a commotion she huffs. "Was ist es diesmal?" (What is it this time?) she mutters under her breath before turning and leading the group out of the Throne Room and into the large dining hall. As they move towards the large table filled room the commotion gets louder and as they enter two male Kiamaras are seen scuffling around on the floor.

Growling in frustration Melahia steps forward, parting the group and standing infront of the fighting males. "Genug! Zu ihren Füßen. Jetzt!" (Enough! To your feet. Now!) she orders her once open face now closed and unreadable. Snapping to attention the two males fling apart and kneel, showing the respect and shame to their Duchess. Wanting to speak in her native tongue Melahia decides not to. "Pay attention Ladies and Gentlemen. This is how it is done." she says her deep brown tail lashing forward to motion to the males. "How dare you two scuffle in a house that is not your own! Roll around like it is a playground and not a dining room. Abfall!! (Rubbish)" The two males kept their stances low, their faces drooping in frowns as their lady scolded them. Melahia looked to her right at the familiar figure that stood their lower and more respectable than the other. "Connor, my trusted friend. May I ask for your side of the story."

Connor nodded and raised his eyes, "Yes My Lady. I caught this gentleman sneaking out of your room. When I confronted him here he fought, but ma'am it's a good thing I confronted him." the kia on the right states shooting an accusatory glare to the other beside him. Before looking towards the table where a shining object gleamed in the light. Melahia gasped as she recognized the object as her crown. Not just any crown but the crown that was passed down to every first born girl in her family. A memory of her grandmother showing her the crown came forward and began to play out but with an unlady-like growl she stepped forward, until the memory was nothing more than what it was, till she towered over the intruder.

Her face growing red in anger Melahia turned to Conner. "My Lord, please take this group out of here and finish their tour." she said her green eyes never leaving the thief's. Connor hesitated stuttering that it was unsafe for her to be alone with him. Whipping her head around she narrowed her eyes. "AUS!! ICH HABE Befehl, den sie zu verlassen!" (OUT! I command you to leave). With a quick gulp Connor took the group away as soon as they were out of site Melahia calmed some a small smile on her lips. "Nice work Duke Theodore." she laughed to the remaining male whose face now held triumph. "Looks like they bought it! did you see their eyes!?" the man shook his head and Melahia padded to her crown. "Wow... this truly does look like an exact replica of it." She said in awe of the fake crown as Theodore came up beside her.

"Just like you ordered My Lady." he replied bumping her some.

"You my old friend are just the same as what I remember when we were children. How are you?" she asked memories of her and Theordore's explorations hitting her. Funny moments, sad good-byes, and even some angry faces from parents and staff.

[Tinnuvari]

Username:
Tinnuvari

Name:
Amoux - Meaning Eagle

Gender:
Male

Personality:
Noble, yet dark, not quite anything. Can be brutally vicious yet calm and compassionate within the same hour.

Story:
“I am captured. I am contained.” Amoux whispered, looking at the cage that surrounded him. He placed a hand on the bars, emerald eyes blazing with a fury surpassed only by that of his heart. He blinked slowly, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. He glanced down, he still had his feathers. He lashed his tail with irritation, watching the door on the other side of the room. It creaked open slowly, Amoux was momentarily blinded by the bright flare of light but quickly recovered.

“I demand to be released. Aus.” His thick german accent slurred his speech, the accent tainted his speech and he slipped into german when he was irritated, though it happened rarely anymore. His jailor walked closer, her, he assumed it was a her, face cloaked in shadows cast by the dim candle in the corner. A smile lit her eyes with a dark humor, though it did not faze him.

“My Eagle, where would you go if I released you?” She chuckled, stepping back into the embrace of shadows the room provided, disappearing once more. Amoux sat and thought for a moment, before answering to the empty darkness.

“I would go home.” He answered simply, caressing one of the feathers in his hand. He sat up, looking to where the female had disappeared. As he opened his mouth to speak, she spoke first, her voice iced with a dark chill, a deadly undertone that made it more of a threat than anything.

“You have a spirit that refuses to let you be captured, that will never let you break. I will let you go, on one condition.”

“The condition is?” he quickly retorted, “I care not to play your games, I will fulfill your condition if you uphold your own end of the bargain.”

She smiled, her voice spoke with a lighter tone. “You bargain with the devil, such fire. It will be a shame to lose this deal... For you,” she paused, “You must give me a single emerald feather.”

Amoux looked down. He had only two, enough to bargain his life for? A single stained feather? He gently released one, pushing it past the bars of the cage. She reached forward and grabbed it, putting it behind her ear. She had a rainbow of feathers, all shapes and sizes and colors. Does she do this often? he thought, watching her recede back into darkness. His train of thought was cut short, however, as she pulled a chain, and his cage door swung open.

“Aus.” She blinked and motioned for the now open door, which led into the sunlight and freedom.

[Ray.]

username → Hello my dear friend. I am Ray. The period goes along with the name if you were wondering. I have been around the Kiamara community for a while now and I just can't get my hands on a Kia. I have decided to go for this precious girl here. When I looked at her I instanly fell in love and I keep falling for her over and over again. So Ray is bringing out all she has. Good luck to all <3

name → Her name is Wolfen. She says her name is a curse that her parents granted her with. She is suppose to be a beautiful piece of artwork, but this name is nothing but rubbish.

gender → Wolfen is a beautiful self centered female.

age → Wolfen is 3 years of age. The first two years were nothing but a living nightmare but her third year in the world has been amazing.

sexuality → Wolfen is straight, though she has nothing against others.

personality → Wolfen is extremely self-centered, narcissistic, and vain. She walks the earth thinking she is the best thing that has ever been born. She doesn’t do anything for anyone without a price. If someone is richer or prettier than her, she does it to prove her worth and so the kiamara of higher status will think better of her. If it’s someone of lower status, she usually laughs and walks away. She loves to boast to others about the things she can do and the things she has done. If anyone can stand to listen, she tells tales of the adventures in her life, including the countless shows won and entered, making herself look like a god.

Wolfen no longer believes in ‘love.’ Though she is deeply in love with her crush, for he is kind, gentle, and loving to her unlike most. Her attitude toward males is one of disgust. She’s very callous around them and thinks it’s fun to mock them. (Really, she thinks it’s fun to mock all that she thinks are weaker than her but ridiculing males is twice as fun). It’s excruciating when she’s around females of a higher status. She forces herself to hold her tongue around them and tries her best to make it look like she’s listening. Wolfen also hates attachment. She’s never had a true friend or mate, and she’s never been around anyone who’s had a true friend or mate, and that’s where this stems from. She will not admit to herself that she loves or cares for anyone but herself. To her, revealing such useless things is weak. She believes that if one cares for someone or thinks someone cares for her, she’s lying to herself.

When Wolfen has done something wrong, she openly admits to it, since she usually knows she’s doing something wrong. One would think that this would hurt their huge ego, but it only serves to boost it more. She knows she’s telling the truth when she admits wrongdoings, and so does the one she’s admitting it to. To her, this is a good thing. She reinforces her status to more superior kiamaras, and it proves that she’s truthful. She always apologizes to whoever she has hurt, and while that apology ALWAYS sounds sincere, it usually isn’t.

Don’t be fooled by her arrogant nature, though. Wolfen is actually an extremely hard worker when she needs to be. Her running skills are far above the average kiamara, since she is a kiamara that was bred to run and take down dogs to earn their keep, so her parents had told her. She’s also very hardy. She’s also somewhat self-mutilating. She throws herself into situations she know she can’t safely come back from. She’ll chase larger animals on her own if she’ll find them, and she’ll fight intruders without calling for help on the rare occasions she finds them. Straying away from her home is not a problem, as she believes she can always find her way back home.

Wolfen is easily talked into something, especially by her family. Whether a good plan or a bad plan, if she likes the idea, she’ll do it. No matter how much trouble she’ll get in for it, especially if something is offered to her for doing it. She’s also easily talked into different ideas and opinions. Her own intelligence is average, and when listening to another dog’s explanation, she can easily see another view and can be persuaded to believe it.
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summary of background → Wolfen was born into a family who was broken. Her mother was with a different male every week. Though Wolfen was an only child, she had no idea who her father was. This had made her rude towards males and scared causing her to be rude. She found herself not able to let others in, feeling they will be just like the males, leave her alone. When she grew two years old she left her mother and adventured into the world alone. Soon she was taking into the quarters were she spends her days working and enjoying the company of the people who wouldn't dare leave her.

story → Aus, this was the words that left the lips of my fellow ally. Standing there the ally screamed this again "Aus Wolfen Aus!" Though I wasn't german, this word was something I was familier with. I let go and the creature scurried away. Snarling at it I turned to my ally," Really freak, I had tha... I am sorry I will stop before I hurt you," I laughed at my anger problems and my ally's face. The ears were back and eyes wide with fear. Her face all confused and I couldn't help laugh," If only you were as beautiful as me, I wouldn't be laughing at you darling." Her ears raised," Wolfen, who says I am not?" I snarl back at her,"Aylaya you really want to go there!" She lowers her ears back down," No Wolfen never." I smirk," What I thought now let us head back to quarters, race ya." Before she could speak I bounded off. Running, it was the only way I felt free. The wind blowing in my fur, the leaves dancing around me like I am a god of sorts. This power had always been controled, but since my job here at the quarters, I wanted nothing but to rule, over everyone.

As we step our paws into the quarters, everyone rushes up to us. "Your in trouble Wolfen!" I here one yell. Smirking I nod," I have no time for that trouble stuff, I need to freshen up, I smell awful." They sniff me but are pleased with the smell," Good as ever Wolfen." I roll my eyes and push past the crowd, seeing the kiamaras who have arrived from Europe and Germany. They are the highest of highs, only they deserve my respect. Greeting them I dipped my head in respect," Greetings all of you, we are very excited for you all to be here." They look at me in confusion," And just who are you?" " Wolfen your honor." They laugh," Wolfen nice name for a she." I bite my tounge not wanting to say something I regret," Yes ma'am it is a nice name.. Now I must run along I have freshing up to tend to." With that I walk of my tail high and proud as they look at me bewildered by what I said. I hear Honor run down the hall after me," Wolfen! What did you say to them!" I ignore him, he deserves none of my respect," Like it matters now run along this is my room." I snarl stepping into my room and shaking the dust from my fur. Sadly I share my room with my ally, an she has not one bit of cleaning training. Our room is a mess, but she says it is fine. I shake the thoughts from my head and take a nice warm dip in the bath. It is equal to a hot tub, but you can bathe yourself.

I heard Aylaya walk into the room as I was drying my fur. " Wolfen it is official." I turned looking at her," May I ask what we are talking about I am quite lost." Aylaya smiled at me," The four hours you spent in the tub I was with my lover, and we ... we are now mates." I snarled," What! You know how much I liked him, just ignore me I don't love I am just tired." I jumped into my bed wrapping my tail around my paws," Congrats." I spat. Aylaya smiled," I am going to bunk with him tonight see you in the morning at training, bye." She left, left me alone. I had always been this, alone. No one cared for me, they would get close to me, then shut the door in my face leaving me, alone. I wiped a tear at the memories of my family shutting me out. I bit my lip as I sat crying. I didn't love because my mother went through so many males, I got sick of males. Though I yearn for that attention, I am to much of a snob to come close to love. Shaking it off I curled up againist my teddy bear," I have you Mr.Snuggs." I laughed at him," You have shutme out." I felt the emptiness of the room. What would happen if someone found out I yearned for this thing they call love. I shut my eyes, and shut the thoughts out of my mind falling in a deep sleep.

I woke to the sound of Aylaya rustling through a pile of hair combs." Aylaya," I growled," Be quiet!" I felt her look at me. She came to my side and pulled me out of the bed,'' Good your up come on we have training.'' I shook my fur as I walked out the door. Aylaya followed behind me, smiling the whole way. Her happiness made me even sadder." Stop smiling." I growled staring at her white face. Her ears lowered," Sorry Wolfen I am just excited." We turned the corner and stood in front of the training room. Every kiamara in the room where working in some way. We trudged over to the attack zone. Their were stuffed humans and dogs. If they ever attacked I would be ready. Aylaya was my eyes and ears. I slowly stepped into the area and she followed hiding herself in a bush. The area counted down.. 3.. 2.. 1.. GO! I jumped out of sight, slowly crawling my way behind the dog. I jumped hearing fake barks as it tried to shake me off. " AUS WOLFEN AUS!" I let go as it fell to the ground. I nodded to Aylaya as I crawled behind the human model. Jumping I went for the back. I pierced the skin at the neck and felt the water, they used water as blood." AUS WOLFEN AUS!" I hopped off the model as it fell. Then the big test, a dog and his human handler. This model was like a real pair, it moved talked and shot, shot water balloons. I fell to the ground, feeling the Earth on my paws. I tapped the dog model, who stared at me. I pulled him in cutting the leash. I went for the neck as I heard Aylaya" Aus Wolfen Aus." She spoke quietly, but I nodded. I jumped onto the human model's back piercing the neck. It fell to the ground and I smiled. I noticed the famous kias watching me outside, their mouths hung wide open. As I walked out, Aylaya following, I shot them a smirk and walked off.

I was stopped by my crush Pantomime. He was the sweetest person to me and I knew. Though he couldn't speak our relationship was strong and on going. He had never asked me out on a proper date, but the time would come soon I just know it. He passed me a note that read," Nice job Wolfen as always <3" I smiled at the heart from him and spoke softly," Thank you so much Pantomime I am glad to know someone cares." I bit my tongue as Aylaya smiled at me. He smiled passing me another note," I've always cared Wolfen everyone does ... you just don't accept them like you do me." I felt a small tear roll down my face. Pantomime wiped it away with his paw and passes me another note," I must go, but will see you later." With that he walked off smiling at me. I had liked him since we had first met. He was everything a girl wants minus the deep beautiful voice, but that doesn't affect me. I would take my own life to be with him. Aylaya looked at me," That was adorable." I pushed aside," Hush!" I walked back to the room closing the door behind me. I curled up in my bed and shut my eyes, needing some thinking time.

My eyes opened as I heard knocking on the door," Not in the mood!" I yelled. I heard Aylaya's voice, soft and quiet,'' Wolfen I need in!" I growled as I rose from my bed. Opening the door I faced her and Pantomime. He stood there smiling at me, with his sweet beautiful smile," Oh hello there." He smiled and waved a paw at me. Aylaya shoved past me. " We have to go secure the area again so I invited him along." I smiled at her," Patrol great just perfect." I whispered to her," I am to good for that to be honest.'' Aylaya rolled her eyes as we followed her out the door. She led us to our usual hide out. A small hole in the ground, like a rabbit burrow. I slipped in turning around , my nose and Pantomime's almost touching. We both blushed and smiled at each other. I pushed him away," Ummm... Ya so Aylaya told you what to do right?" He nodded as I slipped out of the burrow chasing a small bird. I caught it by its foot and began thrashing it. " AUS WOLFEN AUS." I growled and dropped the bird who walked away limping. Aylaya laughed as I tried to walk straight. Though I never have or want friends, Aylaya was the best ally. Even though I hate her at times, I would be worse without her. Pantomime smiled at us and ran at me knocking me down on my back. I let out scared noise as my back hit the Earth's floor. He jumped on me pinning me down. I laughed, then it happened. His nose slowly touchedmine. It wasn't forced, just a slow beautiful touch. I pulled away scared of getting hurt, and I heard him sigh. I crawled out from under him, smiling but ears back. His ears lay flat and his face sad." Pantomime?" I asked," Are you ok?" He looked up at me and smiled nodding. "Ok just making sure." He stood up and shook his fur walking back to Aylaya who sat looking into the woods.

I smelt the air, I instanly smelt human and dog. Aylaya nodded and took herself and Pantomime into the burrow. I crouched behind a rock as they appered in sight. The first to arrive was a dog, female of five years much experience. I slowly jumped piercing her neck. " Aus Wolfen Aus." I let go watching the dog fall lifeless. I tasted the blood on my lips, this wasn't water this was real and wired. After that I took down another dog and a human. Then came a human and dog together. The dog looked like me. I paused staring in open feild. The human laughed and tossed a net upon me. I stuggled and kicked trying to free myself. I was pulled into some sort of transportation device. The dog jumped into the back with me and growled when I snarled. I could her Aylaya yelling, and I smelt Pantomime scared scent. The dog laughed and turned to me," They your friends?" I turned away from him," I have no friends." Laughing he poked at me," Darling what are you what is your name?" I jumped at his paws touching me," I am a kiamara, and my name is Wolfen, now leave me alone!" His ears lowered and he slumped down," I-I'm sorry Wolfen, but I am Roger if you care." he smiled. I barked," I don't!" He laid down and we didn't speak until we arrived at the lab. " Welcome to the lab, the place were we test your kind, you are the first one to be caught, now don't be scared about the needles and collars, they aren't bad. I must go now Wolfen, but maybe we can meet soon." he smiled jumping out of the car.

I was dragged into the building horrified by all the humans and dogs. Roger followed behind me, when I would stop he barked at me even nipping me at times. I was tosses into a cage, alone. The next couple of days I spent getting shots and doing physical tests. Roger appeared at everyone supporting me like a mate or something. I was fed well and treated like a royal I was. They knew my goddly powers and worshiped that. Though I moarned to be home with Aylaya and Pantomime. They are most likely crying right now. I laughed thinking of them cryng over a brat like me. Roger stepped into my holding cell," Follow me be low and quiet.'' He led me out of the cell and out into the outside. I smelt the air I yearned for so much. He took me back home, only having breaks to rub noses with me. He was totally flirting, but I had someone back home. When we arrived Aylaya rushed to me hugging me. This emotion I felt was wired. Roger smiled," I love you Wolfen." I sighed,"Roger, I already have a soul mate." I smiled as I saw Pantomime walk up. I ran knocking him down, and lightly touching his nose," I love you." He smiled and the most amazing thing ever happen he spoke very quiet and weak, almost not even hearable," I love you to Wolfen." She smiled at him," Sometimes you have to aus and show another side."
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quirks → Wolfen loves to play hard to get. During this time of playing hard to get, she decides whether or not she wants to be with that male kiamara. This gives her time to go deep into details and see how the kiamara acts around her. If she doesn't want to be with them she simply ignores the snapping at them when they come close.

fears → Wolfen hates being alone. The quiet screams the truth about her life. She believes everyone leaves her and not a single kiamara will ever stay. She was left by everyone she loved at some point. Only the true hearted ones come back to wrap their arms around her and tell her she has nothing to worry about. Though she left her mother, her family left her heart at birth.

theme song → Pachelbel Meets u2

favorite song → Rumor Has It Cover By Chester See

crush → Pantomime

art → By snow.