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[MirrorMask]

I have not gotton permission xd,i sent it days ago.But now i stuck i love 21 and oen of spotty's doations xd and we can only go for one.

[Coy]

I love they parrot, Spotty's brown puppy, Spotty's Seth, and 32

[Dia.]

Pet's ID Tag: 29
Name You'd Choose for It: Seth
Gender: male
Reason You Want It: I felt an instant connection with this design. ITs the first time for a while that I have felt that way about a character from The Agency. His design is amazing and I love the way Spotty's art portrays him. I also have a soft spot for small tails and feathers behind the legs.
History/Background/Other:
---Personality---
. :Strong Willed: .
Seth is very strong willed. This makes him stubburn. When he has his mind set on something, he will do it, and is not easily discouraged. He also tends to refuse that he is every wrong. He lives by the motto Agree with me or be wrong.

. :Dark: .
Seth is dark and mysterious. His thoughts are very confusing and his motives are hard to follow. When he does things, it seems like he knows something you dont... or just more than he is showing. Seth likes dark rooms and the cold.

. :Powerful: .
Seth is powerful in both mind and body. This canine is very strong and loves a good fight. He is muscular and kind of big. He is smart as well, able to take in and store information quickly. He knows how to use that information against people.

Likes:
The Dark
The Cold
Candles
Fire

Dislikes:
The Really Bright Light
The Hot
Goody-Two-Shoes

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

withdrawing

[Steffi.]

Actually, never mind, Scamps... I may use him, I may not.... I dunno. I'll see where the story goes. ;P

Edit: I changed my mind. You can look at the post if you like, Scamps. The story is too hard for me to write; I have about two other ones in my head right now, so it keeps messing it up...

[amato]

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Pet's ID Tag: #19

Name You'd Choose for It: Servati
Gender: Female
Reason You Want It: Her color palette is amazing, and I had seen
Spotty put her up for adoption.
This is truly a beautiful design
that captivates me in a dream. Its
just amazing how her bone like appearances
cling to me. So I thought I should go for her, since Im so in love with her.
History/Background/Other:

Name: Servati
( Sur - Vah - tee )
Meaning; One blessed face
Given; Early death, and a white face.
Age: 3 years.
Theme; Welcome Home
Specie: Mutt \ Hybrid
Extra: nothing

Personality: Servati is naive, due to fathers traits, edgy for her mother's spirit,
and very painful when it comes to her anger.
She lashes out quickly, and dosnt think before she
acts. She does some dumb thinks she shouldnt do,
but thats her, she says. She isnt actually cheerful,
even though she looks it. She actually radiates a depressed feeling.

Likes: The dark, and silence. She
is more of a dark person, so she
likes to have her own personal time. She
Likes her brother and Sister, and she likes
to keep as many secrets she ca remember.

Dislikes: Sunlight, and having to
be with someone or a group. She dosnt
always like to be with family, and seems
to dislike waking up. She hates to see her stuff gone,
such as her food in the pile in the back of the room.
If its touched, the first to blame is her Sister or brother.

Identity Markings;
Scar from piercing on left ear ranged
on the tip of the ear. Tiny speck of Black
Under her right and left eye.

Height: 6ft 5in.
Extremely large.
Weight: 78lbs 3oz
She is hollow inside.
Length: 4ft 3in
Stubby for a Mutt\hybrid.
Shoulder Width; 35in 4cm wide
Hip Width: 28in 7cm Wide. Skinny
near her rump.

Siblings: Eakins & Olenka
(Both my characters.)
Mother: Deceased
Father: Left them because he
didnt have enough love for all three of them.
Mate- Rampage (Mine)

Issues; Mental- PTSD hurt with abuse of humans and
Father. Given scars on ankles, and one down her
left front leg.
Physical- Stubbed tail; cut by Humans due to breed\hybrid
type. Sticked from the cutters still stuck in her tail.
Rating; 7/10 Mental 8/10 Physical

Health: Sickened easily
Allergic to dust, and very easily
sadistically thinking.
- WIP -

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Short History


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Rental Try no. 24457
ex. Employment no. Servati

December 23,
-- Today dad left, leaving me with Eakins and Olenka all alone. Me and my siblings tried to figure out why he left. We are heart broken. And later that day, we found mum's dead body in the basement of the old forgotten house with dads scent on it. We dont trust anyone but each other now.

"Servati.. its cold." Olenka whimpered, her tiny figure squirming tightly up against my flank. being the eldest was hard, and I told them that. "I know.. im sorry." I rasped, and placed my wet nose onto her forehead. Eakins was quiet.. snug under my leg. I curled around them, and I felt stiff from the air in the dead house. We didnt live with humans. And we didnt plan to. and sadly, it was the middle of December. And it was freezing cold.

Outside was pale, the sky was a dark mixed blue, and the stars seemed cold themselves. They gleamed in frost, and It only made me feel even more hollow then what I was. Now that I think of it, I wish dad regretted this. Im sick of this. Its lonely and cold here, and Olenka and Eakins will die with me here. No good. So now I thought Maybe we need to get moving into the city.

December 25,
-- I took Olenka and Eakins with me down by a mile, and we made it to the edge of the city. It was warmer there, and I found us a place to stay till I find a good empty place withing the city to hide. I choose the side of a building, for there was food back there. Me, Olenka, and Eakins ate, our stomaches full. Now we wait till something else hits my mind.

I looked at my tiny siblings. They stared at me with hunger now. Our food area was gone for four days now, and we couldnt find anything in our little area. So it sent off a message that we needed to pick things up into moving along again. "sorry guys, we need to go again." I murmured, placing Eakins on my back, and picked up Olenka by the scruff. I felt Eakins clutch to me, and I wouldt blame him. Quietly, we skitted across the roads, and came to a long hard cement path. Ad It was murmuring me to follow it.

The city lights burned my eyes, and having faces of lone humans stare at me burned holes through my fur. It was scary enough to be alone with younger ones. But now, it felt worse.
My pads ached from the freezing hard ground, and I was loosing the feeling to my nose. Snow was falling soon enough, and my legs were shaking cold. "Y-You guys ok?" I murmured, avoiding bundles of snow on the ground. Olenka whimpered to me, and Eakins gave me a little snort of disgust in his freezing mouth. "Im sorry.." I murmured, and stopped for a second. It was so.. lonely. I went to far now. To far to go back.

Eakins started to cry, his claws softly pressing against my skin. I felt so bad.. And my
eye lashes her crusted with flakes of snow. It was time to stop, and sleep, and hope to see morning.

December 29,
-- Today I saw the sun. Eakins was covered in snow when I set him down, and caught the fever. As if life gets better.
so me and Olenka kept him during the night, and now we ate the snow to fill our bare bellies. So now, we watch the humans, and wait for them to turn to a sparse intensity.

I heard Eakin's tummy rumble. "Sorry," I told him. I was guilty for this. It was written on my face.
The sun was high above the sky, and only warmed our fur. It couldnt heal my heart now. I looked out, and saw humans looking within a house, and sweet scents buffeted my face. "Stay under me,' I told both of them, and they walked beneath me. We waddled to the other side of the cement grounds, and the sweet scents grew better and better. And it was food.

Food never smelt so good.

All three of us raided the warm store. It was amazing actually. The humans freaked, and it was amusing to see them flail out of the store. We ate to our content, and we felt like we could for a little longer. Taking Eakins's scruff now, I let Olenka climb up, and I we left the store with out scents over it.

December 31,
-- we found a home! Its in the east side of the city. And its beside a warm building. Its called the power Generator house, and inside are machines. It radiates heat, ad Me and my siblings could feel it. Luckily enough, we were close to the shop we raided yesterday, so we were lucky for that.


-WIP-

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


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[Lirrie]

Pet's ID Tag:10

Name You'd Choose for It: Fenir

Gender: Male

Reason You Want It: Fenrir will be a friend to Fallen Ice, one who will challenge him.

History/Background/Other:


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

[SilverHund]

Pet's ID Tag: 29
Name You'd Choose for It: Seth
Gender: male
Reason You Want It: I've never connected with a design quite this nice, and I really would love to breed him and put him in my stories.
Personality:

Now

Cold, ruthless and sadistic, he never trusts anyone, especially his own breed, he only opened up to one person ever, but wasn't truly able to love her, he can't love because of the fact that his body is no longer capable of such things. But, in a fight, he is just, loyal and fair. Battle is his only condolence, which is why he always starts fights. Only those who have fought on his side know how he truly acts.

Then

He was innocent and loving. His family was all that mattered to him, and he never suspected there was wrong, death or evil in his world. He didn't care about breeds of wolf, they were all equal to him. In other words, he was the purest spirit until his second month.
History/Background/Other:

Long Ago, the apocalypse tried to claw it's way into our world. The red-blood two-legs cast the canids, our entire branch of animal, into the dimensions of hell. The foxes fell into the fire dimension, dogs to the water dimension, jackals to the earth dimension and wolves to the Ice dimension. Only then did the apocalypse stop.

Seth was born in the ice dimension. He was under the illusion that he was loved. He listened to his parent's every word, even those he wasn't supposed to. which is when he realized his fate. There was a new law that every family must sacrifice one child, in order for future litters to live. And Seth was the child chosen to die. It filled him with rage, tears of frustration burned his eyes. Then, the sadness and anger stopped. He had lost all emotion at the discovery of his parent's betrayal. He let his body take control.
*
When he snapped back, his entire family lay dead. He fell to the ground, heart pumping. Then the voices started. "You don't NEED them. They betrayed you. Let me heal your hurts, let me take this pain from you soul." "Please! Just do it!"

Seth's red fur began to change. Black fur clambered up his body. HIs blue eyes were wide with terror. When it covered his face, he grinned. "Now, I am complete. No bastards may hurt me now." Screams filled his head. "Don't kill anymore Seth! It's controlling you! I am your true self!!!" He smiled and laughed, "You fool. I am Seth. You are a but an illusion. Every single wolf must die before you can even try to surface." He could feel the sorrow his former self emmitted. "Our family may have done this, but you can fight it." He frowned, feeling coming back. "They killed me! My heart is dead because of them!" He fought back tears and let free a whine. Then, his inner demons grasped his heart once again. "Fool, you thought you could just take him back? We own Seth now!" Seth ran to my neighbors. "Seth?" Blood splashed the ground, their squeals echoed off the walls. He smiled as blood dripped from my jaws. The mortals were pathetic, screaming for mercy when they saw his intentions.
*
Seth fell back, bleeding. "You murdered my family!" he tried to laugh, but only managed a growl, "They deserved it. All mortals should. BUT I WILL NOT DIE! MY TIME OF DYING IS NOT NOW!" He leapt to his feet, knocking the mortal away. He flipped him over and asked, "Why do you need love?" "For reason to li-" He bit down on his throat, cutting him off. "Love is no reason to live. It's a reason to die bitter." Seth turned and walked away, dust crunching under his paws. He had no care in the world. Only killing mattered now. His heart had died with the old Seth. His colorless eyes glittered. He could care less about screams for mercy and cries of agony. He had no concept of pain. He was practically dead. But alive at the same time.
*
Seth walked to another family, and murdered them. But one female, the final animal looked up at Seth. She saw he was being controlled, that this was not the real Seth. This was a fox, her family was the only known one to be able to travel through the hell dimensions. But they couldn't go back to earth. "S-stop! I'm a fox, not a wolf! We were the Kistars!" She screeched. Seth stopped. No wolf but him knew of the other canids, and that was only because of the demons. They had read her and tried to say she was lying, but Seth knew it was the truth. This was his only act of mercy since his puphood. His eyes turned blue for a moment and the old Seth hissed, "Run!" And she did. The new Seth snarled, she had been gone by the time he changed back. "I will find her! And I will kill her!"

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

Wip

[Desmond]

Pet's ID Tag:
21

Name You'd Choose for It:
Sanaa
[Arabic, "Radiance"]

Gender:
Female



Reason You Want It:
I've got a severe weakness for equines, and ideas for her have been playing at the edge of my subconsciousness since I first saw her. Now that an idea has settled, I think it's time I adopt her before she gets away. xD

History/Background/Other:
You say
You're not gonna fight
'Cause no one will fight for you
(And)
You think
There's not enough love
And no one to give it to
(And)
You're sure
You've hurt for so long
You've got nothing left to lose
(So)

You say
You're not gonna fight
'Cause no one will fight for you

You say
The weight of the world
Has kept you from letting go
(And)
You think
Compassion's a fault
And you'll never let it show
(And)
You're sure
You've hurt in a way
That no one will ever know
(But)
Some day
The weight of the world
Will give you the strength to go
-Linkin Park, "Robot Boy"

Personality:
Neutral. Sanaa, as a secular follower of B'Arivoi, believes wholly in respecting all life. Though she disagrees with Shiva's intent, she also disagrees with the plot to kill him. She refuses to fight, because no one will fight for life.
Compassionate. As someone who respects all life, evil or kind, she loves all living beings. The destruction in the aftermath of the battles sadden her, and she often finds herself wandering around the broken fields, asking the corpses, "Why?"
Hopeful. Sanaa's belief that everything will turn back to the source of life - B'Arivoi - is the only reason she has yet to shatter.
Unlucky. Recently, Sanaa's beliefs have been opposed, and her attempts at ending the violence has resulted in more bloodshed. She's hurt by this; she doesn't want to think that she is causing this devastation, but it appears that luck is rarely on her side anymore.
Deliberate. Every word, every step, every breath is thought about beforehand. Sanaa does not wish to hurt anyone, not even the tiniest of insects, and does her best to ease her existence around them.

Likes:
Peace. A conservationist of life, Sanaa believes wholly in anything that preserves it. The only life that she feels does not matter as mush is her own, and would gladly sacrifice herself in the face of a promise from one of the Divinities that life would forever be kept sacred.
Tall grasses. Sanaa needs to eat, even if she refuses to kill. She prefers to carefully trim tall grasses and eat the tough top part, just to preserve the life of the grass sprout.
Light rains. Short spurts of light rain please her; the feel of the lightly damp grass under her hooves reminds her of renewal, like the revival of the desert after the dry season has ended.
Life. This, beyond all else, is Sanaa’s one true love.

Dislikes:
Destruction. Destruction and war, though a common occurrence anymore, forces her to face reality- that death is everywhere, and it is never going to stop approaching.
Droughts. One of the most common causes of natural disasters in the North, droughts, to her, are Nature’s way of turning its back on her and her beliefs.
Dandelions. Sanaa believes that these flowers are far too bitter for her consumption. She would rather leave these for the Goennecs.
Death. Her mortal enemy- pardon the pun.

Excerpt:
Sanaa climbed the hill, her hooves carefully treading the path she had laid so many years ago, quietly clopping on the stone "steps" she had made. Her body- not just her heard, not just her head- felt so heavy. Loss had happened here. Absolute, painful loss. Someone- many someones- had died here. And now... now she had to face it. To bring it to reality. Because this was her back yard, this was part of her home, and as terrible as it was that it had happened, she had to bring it into reality so that their deaths would not be for nothing; someone would remember them. A stranger, perhaps, but someone nonetheless.

The crest. Standing in the wake of this devastation, this bloodbath, she could see the river of blood creeping its way through the grass toward the North River. Bodies, beheaded, bloodied, dismembered, destroyed, floated in the carnage, the sheer amount of blood beyond anything she could imagine. These were once living, breathing creatures. They had families. Friends. They laughed, they cried... and now, they were little more than food for the insects.

Sanaa sighed, then began to pray, asking B'Arivoi to give them life again- perhaps in another body, perhaps in another life, perhaps in another time- but life nonetheless. Through the wind, a whisper of a whinny reached her ears.

B'Arivoi's second most loyal follower had been heard. And answered.

Drawing- Lyrics by Linkin Park
Sanaa looking upon the bloodshed in the aftermath of a battle.

B follows the rules. Honestly.

I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.
Aye. <3

[iBrevity]

Pet's ID Tag: #19.
Name You'd Choose for It: Amaranthine.
Nicknames: Ammy, Thine.
Pronunciation: [ah-marr-ahn-thine].
Meaning: An imaginary flower that never fades.
Everlasting, immortal, eternally beautiful, a world that has no end.
Gender: Female.
Species: Domesticated dog, mutt.
Title: The Harbinger.
Description: A foreshadowing of events to come, to declare an omen or sign, to warn of a tragedy.

Theme Song: Go Your Own Way by Cranberries, link here.

Reason You Want It: When I first saw Spotty put her up as a donation, I paused in scrolling through the page and just stared. She's beautiful. <3 I mulled over ideas for a few days until I checked back and noticed she was up, and when I found her again, I was practically slapped with inspiration. xD Her colors look beautiful against Puppy's, and I think that she would be some sort of outside influence to calm down the split personalities that are almost constantly fighting each other. Due to her laid-back personality, Ammy would be perfect. I would write with her, get and make my own art of her, and place her on my character page. Pretty much I want her because she's amazing; and I think that I could do some amazing things with her.

Personality:
...
Likes: -
Dislikes: -

History/Background:
...

Other: She will be heavily involved with my character Puppy, otherwise known as the Dartmoor Hellhound, as she will eventually come onto his territory in Dartmoor. He will be mentioned quite often in her story, and can be found on my character site, here.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

[huge WIP]

[Rosalind]

Kennel number #54
Old image

Revamp version
where you got the lineart
Editable by Vampire Next Door

Kennel number #28
Old image

Revamp version

where you got the lineart
Editable by Uoneko