Lenarion adoptions! (Closed permanently)

[BPeppers]

I'll do it for you, Mocha! xD No, I'm kidding. O.O

[MochaTheLlama]

Hey raven, can you crtique my form?

[BPeppers]

Oh sure! By the way I finished #5's story... xD

[BPeppers]

Username: MochaLove23
Lenarion#: 1
Name: Beau
Age: Adult
gender: Female
Personality: Beau is very sweet and loving and is scared to be alone because she is blind. Beau is an excellent fighter even though she is blind. Beau knows her surroundings very well and tends to keep quiet so others don't think she needs help
Why do I want it: I love her designs so much! They blend so well together and are very beautiful, I also think it would be fun to take on a lenarion that's blinds. I must say,I'm very afraid I won't get her. I feel I have a deep connection with her.
History: Hello, my name is Beau and Im prepared to tell you my history,

WARNING: This will change your life forever about the blind...

It was November 10th 2008, the lunar eclipse what's happening when a lenarion baby hatched, the mother lenarion of the baby cried. "Paloma don't cry!" The male pleaded. "Isle don't you understand honey?! Our baby is cursed to be blind forever!" Paloma cried. Who's the baby their crying over? Me. I plopped around blindly tryig to figure out where I was. "Why don't we just kill her!" My father growled. "No!! I love our baby no matter what!" My mother growled. She picked me up in her arms.
"Beau baby! Beau..." She sighed.

9 months later.

"Mom! Stop running circles around me!" I pouted. "Im just testing your senses." She replied. "Again?!" I groaned. "Yes again!" She laughed. She stopped and patted me on the head. I heard my mother walking back to the oak tree. My mother crawled into the hole we smashed into the tree for shelter, you see, my mother left my father after he threatened to kill me. I heard thundering above my head and I began to feel the wet Droplets of rain on my body, I ran for cover in the oak tree.

It was days later. I was soon becoming hopeless. My mother told me every day how pretty the land was and what colors were, the one thing Thay interested me the most were stars, I LOVED learning about stars. I longed to see what a star was, finally one day I fell asleep and in my dreams I saw a star! It was amazing! Oh! I forgot to mention, Even though I was cursed to be blind I was blessed to be able to see in my dreams.

WIP

Put in breeding center when ready?: sure



I should he doing homework but instead I'm typing a form for a lenarion XD

I like it! Just one thing that might make it easier to understand. Every time another person/character speaks in any for of literature, and in real books, it starts a new paragraph. For example:

Wrong:

"Hi!" he said. "Hi!" she said back. "How are you?" "Good," he replied.

Right:

"Hi!" he said.
"Hi!" she said back. "How are you?"
"Good," he replied.


Does that help?

[Janet10433]

Username: Janet10433
Lenarion#:5
Name: Old Red
Age:2
Gender: male
Personality:He loves to drink blood, dance, and learn old-out of style- handwriting and script.
History: Old Red rose and shook his head. His vision was blurry. He would have to hunt again soon. He sighed and thought back to the earlier days, when he was just a normal Lenarion. But one day had changed all that.
Every Autumn, a group of vampire Lenarions came to my village and terrorized them... and they always took one young Lenarion back with them. I was only 1 and a half, fun-loving and care free, with no worry in my mind. I snuck out at night to watch the vampire Lenarions' prowese at battle and how they fed, but mostly their speed. He had heard stories, but never seen them before. The young ones were always kept inside. Then, behind me, came a voice. "I think we found our dinner boss."
Old Red turned around and saw two vampire Lenarions leaning calmy against the wall behind him. He turned around again and ran for his life. Past alleyways and streets they ran, causing quite a clatter.
Finally, Old Red hid in a small alleyway and tried to calm himself. If they found him now, he was done for. HE felt something burning on his throat and a soft cackling behind him of a female Lenarion. "I call him. He is my mate now."
Disagreements and arguments arose, but Red did not hear. He drifted away into death and life renewed.
Why do you want it:This would be my first. I love animals and this one is very creative.
Put in breeding center?:PM if interested

[MochaTheLlama]

Yes, thanks!

[BPeppers]

Me too! xD Dibs on #5~

LOLz, no kidding. ^^

Username: ravenstella! <3
Lenarion#: 5
Name: Hantu TiClaw- http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_is_ghost_translated_into_different_languages
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Personality: Hantu TiClaw is a very aggressive Lenarion. He hasn't had the best past, and that has made him just a little hard-hearted. But, in better way to describe this, he would like to show you himself, through his story.
History:

Who would’ve guessed that Night
Is a being?
It hath never been known,
But it’s not a vision I’m seeing.
Stare at your own risk,
Feel with your own cause,
Because tonight no danger
Is more dangerous
Than Great Hantu DiClaw


13/6/1989

Still as Sanity he wakes.

I looked up and saw sky. Surprisingly, I had already guessed what the cause was. I turned, seeing my mother and my brother huddled up together. I squealed, as a baby should, and bounded over to them. I stepped on something. I looked down. I had broken it. “Mother,” I called, in a childish, squeaking voice. “What is this?” I picked up the piece of what I had broken between my two claws. I almost dropped it, but regardless I managed to actually get it over to her.
“That?” she asked, looking at it. Then suddenly she laughed. “That’s your egg, darling.”
“Egg?” I was confused. What was this egg? Did it really belong to me? I stared at it with widened eyes.
“Yes, honey, it’s what you hatched from. I laid your egg, and you grew inside of it. That’s what kept you so warm before you could talk or even open your eyes.” She looked at me, deep into my eyes trying to figure out if I had understood. I did.
I nodded, and then hopped away with the egg. Suddenly, I gasped. I turned around. “But Mother!” I called.
“Yes?” she answered quickly, but not looking. She was busy with my brother.
“But I broke it!” I called back sadly. “Do I need it?”
She laughed. “No you don’t need it. Oh! I almost forgot. Come here. Baby, you stay,” she finished, talking to my little brother. I hopped over to her, confused. “I’ve forgotten. I need to name you, it’s the custom to name a baby once it is hatched, and not before.” She paused, turning to my brother first. “Here, let me look at you.” She stared at my brother. He was a pretty color of brown, almost like my mother’s, but a little darker. Though my mother’s coat was pretty light. She was almost a tan-ish, peachy color. My brother’s was like a light tree wood. He had dark purple markings that glowed all over him, and a patch of orange over his right eye. “Your name will be Avalon,” she finally decided. Then she turned to me.
“Oh my, you’re very handsome. Let me see the rest of you.” I longed to see the rest of me too, the half of my face that I couldn’t.
“Mother, what does my face look like?” I couldn’t help asking.
“Your face?” she asked. “Why would you want to know?”
“Because I can’t see it,” I answered truthfully.
She chuckled. “Oh, my young one.” She looked up at me, studying my face. “Your face is an almost middle kind of color gray, has a black triangle of fur at your forehead, oh! And your fangs are red at the tips.” She smiled. “As for the rest of you, well, you’re black with a skull and cross bones marking, in case you were wondering. But that’s not odd because most lenarions have weird markings on them like that. I’ve seen one with a palm tree on their hip.” She laughed. “That’s just how it is.” She looked up and into my eyes. “You also have-” She broke off, and a look of dread passed over her face. “Your father’s eyes.”


13/6/1990

It had been a year. It was my birthday. I sighed, and watched my mother watch Avalon do tricks and flips. I was so jealous. He always was the favorite one. He got everything. Even on my birthday. Mine! I couldn’t stand him. His birthday was the next day, he had been laid a day after me. I shook my head. I couldn’t be with them anymore.
Hopping away, I managed to get to the forest that surrounded our home. We were different than most. We lived on a prairie, and forest and lush surrounded our prairie. I slipped through the first few trees, eager to get away. I hummed while hopping through and around the forest. Suddenly, something stopped me. It was a rustling sound. I decided to follow it, because, I really liked interesting things.
So I ran after the sound, which turned into a voice. “Please, please don’t hurt me,” it squeaked helplessly. I thought it was a female, it surely sounded like it.
“Shh, shh. No, I won’t hurt you,” I said quietly, just a bit confused. “Now will you come out and show me who you are?” I stepped back, and the bush seemed to shiver as the most gorgeous lenarion I’ve ever seen. She was pure white, but she had silver draped over her eyes, and a silver aura. I was hypnotized.
“You won’t hurt me?” she whispered, obviously not sure whether to trust.
“I cross my heart and hope to die,” I promised, making the usual gesture.
She giggled. “You’re funny.” She held out her claws. “I’m Elaine.”
I took her claws, interjecting mine through hers. “I’m Hantu.” Yes, that was what my mother had decided to name me. It meant Ghost in Indonesian, because I was the ‘ghost’ of my father.
She cocked her head. “Cute.” I blushed.
“So how’d you get here, Elaine?” I asked.
“Oh… The last time I checked, I was with my mother. She was being beaten by my brother, and I think she might’ve died.” She shuddered. “Then he came for me, and I think he thought I died, but next thing I knew I was out here, knocked out. So I have no idea.” She smiled sadly up at me. “I don’t even remember what it was for.”
“It’s okay,” I hugged her awkwardly. “You don’t have to go back to that.”
She continued smiling at me, sadly. It nearly broke my heart. “So, what are you doing here?” she shot the question back at me.
“I heard the rustle of the bush, and I followed it,” I answered quickly. I wasn’t going to get into conversation about Avalon and mother right now.
She looked at the ground. “Oh,” she said.
“B-but,” I started, half-way-panicking. “I have a place you can stay, if you’d like.”
Her eyes instantly lit up. “Really? I’d love to!” she squealed.
“Come on then,” I said, and suddenly remembered where I was. “My home is that way,” I pointed.
“Let’s go then!” she said happily.
“That’s not what I meant, exactly,” I muttered, but followed her anyways.

~

“Mother?” I called as we came into the prairie. “Are you there?”
“Oh, Hantu!” she called as she rushed over to me. “Where have you been? I’ve been looking for you all over the place.”
“I heard a rustle in the forest bush, so I followed it, and found my friend Elai-” I glanced behind me, meaning to gesture to her, but she wasn’t there. “Elaine?”
“Is that her?” My mother pointed, and I grew in anger at what I saw. Elaine was with Avalon, who was caressing her and saying sweet things to her. “Oh, young love,” my mother continued. “It’s such a sweet-” I left to go to them before she finished.
“Hey guys,” I said once I was over there. Avalon was glaring at me.
Elaine kissed him once more, then turned to me. “Hi!” she said. “I want you to meet-”
“Do you guys know each other?” I asked, cutting her off. She looked surprised.
“Yes,” Avalon said sinisterly. “We met about 2 months ago. Now will you please leave?”
“How did you meet two months ago? Elaine said she’d been attacked by her brother and was knocked out.”
“She just told me about that!” Avalon roared. “But before she’d been wondering the forests and found ours. I met her there, and since then we’d met once every week. She told me she didn’t recognize it before cause she was so focused on her attack.”
So that’s where he’d gone one night once a week.
“Wait, do you know him?” Elaine said, looking utterly confused.
“Yes,” I growled. “He’s my brother.”

31/10/1991

I looked out the hole of my tree. It was raining, pouring actually, but Avalon and Elaine were still together, talking and laughing about things I couldn’t hear. Well that was fine. I didn’t want to hear them.
They’ve been doing that for months. At night, or in the rain, thinking that no one could hear them at those times. I feel so empty, because over time, I’ve actually gotten to know Elaine. I’ve fallen in love with her. I heard a squeal and Elaine fell on Avalon. She kissed his face many times. I growled. That was it. I was sick of it, not being wanted… All over again.
I jumped out of my tree hollow and ran over to them. “Hey, what’s going on?” I said, as happy as I could manage.
“Avalon just asked me to be his mate!” Elaine squealed.
“And she said yes!” Avalon was obviously too happy to deal with my jealousy right now. Well that did it.
“WHAT?” I screamed, careless as to who heard. “You’re becoming mates?!”
“What’s going on here?” I heard mother’s footsteps even before I heard her voice. “I heard screams and-”
“I don’t believe it,” I growled menacingly. “Get away if you don’t want to get hurt!” Both Avalon and Elaine crawled back a step, but my eyes were dead locked on Avalon. “You!” I shouted. “You don’t go anywhere.” I hit him with my claws, and he flinched.
“What are you doing?” Elaine screamed.
“Elaine!” I cried. “I love you. You love him. I can’t deal with that anymore.”
“What? You love my Ela-” I was the one that cut him off that time. He fell limp, dead, to the ground.
“Who are you?!” My mother screamed. I whipped around, ignoring Elaine’s screams for her lost mate.
“And you,” I declared, growling at her. “You always favored Avalon! Even on my birthday! And I hate you for it.”
“I was wrong.”
I stopped. What was this? “Mother?” I asked quietly. “You admit you were wrong?”
“Yes, I do, baby.”
I stopped, choked with tears. I didn’t know what to say. “Mother, I-”
“I was wrong about your markings.”
I paused, and the tears evaporated. Only confusion remained. “What?”
“I said, even before you were named, that the skull and crossbones were just usual markings. But I was dead wrong. Your markings?” She paused. “They mean death. They mean Hallow. You are my Hallo, dead son. In your soul.”
Then, I silenced her too. Forever.
“What have you done?” The unexpected voice of Elaine came from behind me. I turned to her.
“I love you.” I just announced the statement as it should be.
“No.”
I cocked my head. “What?”
“If you loved me, and you loved your family, well, you just killed them. I could never love you, in fear that you may kill me. You were such a nice soul before, Hantu! Before I was forced to call you Hallow. And that is how you shall be called for eternity.” Her voice had turned ghostly, and stopped me in my tracks, so I paused, but silenced her too. The second I did, her voice came back, and all of their voices, ringing in my head.

The last time I checked, I was with my mother. She was being beaten by my brother, and I think she might’ve died. Then he came for me.

You were such a nice soul before, Hantu! Before I was forced to call you Hallow. And that is how you shall be called for eternity.

Your markings? They mean death. They mean Hallow. You are my Hallo, dead son. In your soul.

And that is what I last heard before, I too, silenced myself.

On this night he whispers.
At the truth, he stares.
Don’t come empty handed.
Don’t come unprepared.
For the truth of this night
It’s strange, though it seems
That Hallow is Haunting
Now and Forever
On the Great Hollow’s Eve.

Why do you want it: He's just got a beautiful design, oh, and we discussed about how we like to cuddle things that hate being cuddled. x3 But he's also very special. His story just formed in my head the second I saw him!
Put in breeding center?: Yush. ^^

Okay, my form is done! Critique?

[cedaar]

anyone have critique for my form on two?

Is anyone else going for number two??

[BPeppers]

Snow, can you critique my form? o.0

[cedaar]

okay, I'll try.

Okay, well, uh, its so good that I can't give you any critique.