Pound of Love - JUDGING!! 155 kennels to adopt!

[SabrinaB]

~Bump

[Karma.]

ugh didn't win again ;-;

oh well, try again this round c:

If you finish your form before judging begins, post a form asking for a critique. I'll definitely help you out, as I'm sure the other critique staff will. Taking our advice may help your chances of winning, too!

Haha, the funny thing is, I'm part of the critique staff myself, so I should be trying extra hard! I seem to give other people better advice than I can give myself!(;

[SabrinaB]

ugh didn't win again ;-;

oh well, try again this round c:

If you finish your form before judging begins, post a form asking for a critique. I'll definitely help you out, as I'm sure the other critique staff will. Taking our advice may help your chances of winning, too!

Haha, the funny thing is, I'm part of the critique staff myself, so I should be trying extra hard! I seem to give other people better advice than I can give myself!(;

I have the same issue xD I can look at the work of others easier than my own. It's not a problem

[MistyKitty101]

Basic information
Username: MistyKitty101
Kennel number: 2
Why do you want this character? Because it's gorgeous, and I need a new out of the norm oc to rp/colab/art with~
Where will you use it, and what will you use it for? I'll draw it, enter colabs with it, I'll rp it,
I'll definitely use it on all the sites I go on~

Character information
Name: Three
Gender: Female
Personality: Very modest she doesn't think much of herself and always puts other first, even if they are bad people.
History: Idk She lived her entire life in an open fielded savannah area with few trees- all of which being very large- and many streams. She lived there without knowing her parents or having trouble of any kind, until the humans started coming through the fences. When they started constructing her home tree, she took off after a close encounter with a crazy hunter who tried to shoot her. She ducked the fence and ran, never looking back. She lives in a frozen land with many blizzards, and travels time to time, to see where the world takes her.
Likes, dislikes: She enjoys running and climbing both cliffs and trees. She doesn't like swimming but loves fish, ESPECIALLY trout. She also hates people and dislikes storms and cats.
Extras: (optional)dolorislaran

[violentPrince]

*crys seeing all the people apply for my dreamie*
Omg i need help on these persos! and historys!
i drew a blank
and i may donate this but idk yyet

[horchata]

Nice to see my second donation's gone, but guys give poor kennel 10 some love ;-;

[Areater]

Basic information

Username Areater
Kennel Number 12
Why Do You Want This Character? When I first saw Fish, I was put off by her orange paw. It just didn't match up with the rest of her design, and it bothered me. So I didn't try out for her. But now, looking at her again, I realize I can't let her slip through my fingers. Her orange paw might be strange, but it's what makes her unique, and I want her desperately.
Where will you use it, and what will you use it for? I will only use her on CS (not counting DA, as I might ask for art of her on there, but that will be it) and I plan to use her in a character story I am making, where all of my characters escape into the real world and have to hide from me, their 'evil master.' I also think she would be a good friend for Wilbur, the chubby wildcat.

Character information

Name Fish, a revamp of her old name 'Stream of Fish.' I think both Stream and Fish would fit her, but her odd orange paw reminds me of the vivid colors of a koi fish.
Gender She-cat
Personality
Fish is very sweet and friendly, and is very kind, especially to her best friend Wilbur. Unfortunately, her mother taught her to be fearful and cautious, and to never trust your instincts, because they can be wrong. This has kept her from making risks, making her hesitant to make new friends, and taught her to never drop her guard. Even if she appears to be relaxed or distracted, she never is - she sleeps with one eye open and in short intervals, she always glances over her shoulder when playing, and always tests the current before getting in the water. Some might call her smart, or a survivor, but all she is is overly cautious.
Cautiousness aside, Fish doesn't like to be mean to others, is rather generous, and absolutely hates bullies. She can be fierce when angered, and while she appears small and dainty, she is an acute fighter and can dispatch a few well-placed blows you wouldn't expect from such a small little cat. She's not overly aggressive, though, and doesn't start a fight unless she has to. She'd much rather get into a verbal fight than a physical one, but she also won't flee at the first sign of danger - well, actually she will, but if it's an opponent, then she isn't afraid. When facing down an opponent, she is often less cautious, unless that opponent is a predator. Then she will be scared out of her skin. Wildcats freak her out quite a bit, but she's got more used to them now that she's met Wilbur.
History
Fish pounced on a leaf, tearing into it with her sharp kitten teeth. "Look, mom, I caught prey!" she purred, showing her the scrap of leaf she had caught. Laughing nervously, her mother glanced around and gestured her closer. "Come on, Fish, it's best to stay close to mom."
Her mother, Moonlight, had given birth to three kittens - Fish, the only she-cat, and her two brothers, Pebble and Sky. Pebble had been sickly, and eventually died in the cold. Sky had been chasing a butterfly and hadn't been watching where he was going. He fell off a short cliff into a ditch, and broke his neck in the fall. Her father, Moth, had been killed by a cougar just before she was born. Although Fish was saddened by their deaths, she didn't let it drag her down. Neither did Moonlight, really - instead, she put all of her effort into saving her last kit.
"Mom, you never let me go anywhere," she huffed, sitting down on her tail - Moonlight made her, as she thought it was safer ("What if something grabbed you by the tail? I was almost killed by an Eagle, once, because it grabbed me by my tail!") - and licked her mother's paw softly. "Pwease?" she purred, mispronouncing the word on purpose and putting on her cutest face. Her mother wasn't moved. Sighing, she drifted off to sleep.
A sharp cry awoke her. Moonlight had moved in front of her and had let out the alarm because she saw something moving. When Fish peeked out from behind her paw, all she saw was a boulder. On closer inspection, she saw an owl grooming it's feathers, perched atop it. It's head rotated to look at her, and Moonlight hissed to discourage it. But it hadn't been planning on attacking - Fish was too big to be easy prey - and it resumed grooming. "Mom, stop worrying," Fish muttered, curling her tail back around herself, but her mother hesitated. "It's just such a dangerous world, Fish.."
When she awoke during daytime, her mother was gone. She hopped to her paws, ready to run out, but paused. What if something did get her? You're being ridiculous. But she turned away and waited patiently for her mother to return, glancing around to make sure nothing was coming to get her.
But her mother didn't return. After half of the day had come and gone, she peeked out of the cave and saw a scrap of her mother's dark grey fur. When she ran out and prodded it, it flew away in the wind. "Mom?" she called out, voice trembling.
Her mother didn't come. Instead, she saw a dark shape moving on the top of the cave. Yelping, she started to run.
"Hey, are you looking for a dark grey she-cat?"
Fish paused, then nodded. He didn't look dangerous, at second glance - he was actually pretty heavy, which made her wonder if he would be able to run fast enough to catch her. The wildcat yawned, tail lashing, and pointed his paw towards the path that led to the river. "She left at night and ran down there. Made a dark racket about it, too. Don't know how you managed to stay asleep." Now convinced that the plump wildcat wasn't a danger, she ran off to confront her mother.
"How did you find me?" she snarled, more surprised than angry, as she backed up towards the water's edge. "Somebody told me where you were." Fish leaped forward. "Why did you leave?"
"You're ready. I taught you how to survive, and now my job is over. You can't stay with me forever." And with that, she plunged into the river, swimming off. Fish, ironically, didn't know how to swim, so she ran alongside her on the bank, although she was slowing down and her mother was pulling away. "Hiding isn't survival!" she yowled disparagingly as her mother vanished under the water and paddled away forever. Heartbroken and confused, she slinked back to her cave. Why had her mother gone from overprotective to I-hope-you-don't-die-bye in one night?
The wildcat sat there at the edge of the cave, gnawing on a mouse, and because he was the only one there to listen, Fish told him everything. He nodded, mulling over her problem. "I guess she thought what she was doing was right, although she obviously didn't teach you enough life skills." Looking at his plump belly and then looking at Fish's rather skinny frame, he sighed and pushed the mouse towards her. She dispatched it in a few swift bites. "Maybe I could help you learn some. I'm Wilbur. What's your name?"
"Fish."
"Well, Fish, I'm sure we'll have a great amount of fun together."
And they did. And they never left each other's side after that.
Likes/Dislikes
✔ Wilbur
✔ Mice (To eat.)
✔ Caves
✔ Fish (Both to look at and to eat.)
✔ Sunny, cool days.

✘ Rivers/Lakes
✘ Predators
✘ Bad weather.
✘ Danger
✘ Most Wildcats (Wilbur excluded.)

dolorislaran

[tokariya]

I am Shadowgal990, but feel free to call me shadow. ^^

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She is absolutely gorgeous, who wouldnt want her? The vibrant colors and patterns go perfectly together, creating the perfect character! I have no lion characters, and i think she would be one of the best lion characters, i would be able to achieve. I just love everything about her! As soon as i saw that she was donated, i was really eager to tryout for her when the round ended and she was posted up for adoption. Here i am, trying out for her. ^^ I would say shes my absolute dream girly <3

She will be used on CS and DA, and in real life with my friends. I plan to use her as my charrie of course and maybe my second fursona. I will be making tons of art of her, ordering art of her, using her in roleplays, create a story with her, and much more. <3



Alessia

"Italian feminine form of Alexis" and Alexis means "From the Greek name Αλεξις (Alexis), which meant "helper" or "defender", derived from Greek αλεξω (alexo) "to defend, to help". This was the name of a 3rd-century BC Greek comic poet, and also of several saints. It is used somewhat interchangeably with the related name Αλεξιος or Alexius, borne by five Byzantine emperors. In the English-speaking world it is more commonly used as a feminine name." {Source}

female {Lioness}

Alessia is a brave girl, who loves music and art. She loves to paint traditionally, the colors make her dream about everything she could fit on a canvas. She is very creative and has a wide imagination. In music, she loves creating her own songs, aka writing the lyrics. Her favorite song is Mad World. She loves to be unique,or "the odd one of the litter".

As a cub when she was younger she used to always get bullied for liking art so much. She always doodled in the dirt while her parents were teaching her. Her friends tried to act nice and normal around her, but the impact of the bullies turned her friends against her. Ever since then she moved away from the bullies to start off new. Her love of art stayed with her but she actually paid attention. She grew up being a really smart young lioness and eventually majored her studies in art. Her parents hearing about her news as majoring in being an artist, became furious and kicked her out of the house. They were training her to become the mayor of the city she lived in. Having no place to stay, she eventually ended up here at the pound of love.


-art
-music
-creativity
-paint
-colors
-hanging with friends
-cupcakes
-sports


-bullies
-dull things
-porcelain dolls {creepy ones}
-spiders
-cockroaches



This is Alessia painting <3 by me.


Alessia just exploring ^^
Lines by Tynahi.
color, edits, and BG by me.


Just Alessia being amazing <3
Lines by Larkspur
color & edits by me.


Moar Alessia being amaze ouo.
Lines by Sellie
Color & edits by me.


Just freaking fab art by Misconceptions <3

dolorislaran

[SabrinaB]

The lion is vey popular This will be a tough competition

[Karma.]

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Username: Dragoncloud
Kennel number: 17
Why do you want this character? :
This charrie is actually beautiful, and looks a little like a horse I used to ride a loongg time ago called Daisy. The lineart is perfect, the colouring is perfect, the whole thing is perfect. Plus, it'd be great to make a story up based around it - this horsie definitely wouldn't collect dust.
Where will you use it, and what will you use it for?:
It will not be taken off cs, apart from being shown on my charrie website. I will make a story up around him, which will also be posted on my website. I may even end up roleplaying with him. If I win the other female horse called Ember, then I will breed them together.
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^ this is what I would just slightly edit it to be. change: colour of hooves, mane & tail, though I would add back in the white streak. ^

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▐▐▐ C H A R A C T E R ▐▐▐
Name: Mr. Percy - his name makes him sound slightly posh and regal, like he has a very upper class background. His name means pierce, or pierce the valley.
Gender: Percy is a stallion.
Age: 6 years old.
Height: 15hh
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Breed: Part appaloosa, part mustang.
Personality:
Percy is a handsome, kind horse. He is very much a gentleman and cares deeply for those around him. If someone needs help with something, he will be the first to do so. Many think he may actually be a prince because of his bloodlines and the way he holds himself, but he doesn't care and is definitely living in the now. No matter who you are or what you look like, he will accept you mutually.

Why hello there. Yes, Dragoncloud has definitely described me well, however I would like to add more to what she has already said. Firstly, I believe that everyone on this Earth should be treated with respect, no matter what they look like or what they do. I enjoy standing up for what I believe in and what I think is the right thing to do. Secondly, I cannot stand ignorance. If someone is saying something, you listen to their ideas. Plus, I believe you must never force your views on someone. You may talk about why you like what you do, but its up to the other person to decide what they think about it. Also, I can only just tolerate people with terrible grammar and spelling. It annoys me so much if someone uses chatspeak! Finally, I think its right for you all to know that even though I have upper class bloodlines, I get along with anyone just fine.

History:
Percy was found as a foal on the back doorstep of a farm on the plains of North America. He was trained as a pleasure horse until his humans had to sell their house and couldn't take him with them. They set him free onto Little Owl creek and he has lived there ever since.

"Penny! Penny! Come look! The new foal has been born!" An excitable little boy named Joe was banging on his sister's door. Inside, a girl of about 15 was writing in her diary. Outside, the north American sun's rays kissed the white window pain, and landed on the girls cheeks, illuminating her writing and her beautiful auburn hair. She placed her pen down gently and stood up, walking to the window and gazing out. A couple of their geldings grazed under the shade of a tree, and on the opposite pasture, the cattle moved silently together (with the occasional moo.) She walked to the door and opened it, only to find her bright-eyed red-faced brother still there. "Penny! Are you coming?" He said quickly. "Jessie had her foal last night!" Before she even had a chance to answer, he had turned and was galloping back down the stairs. Penny quietly shook her head in laughter, before following her brother. This newborn foal was going to be hers. Well, that's what her parents had said. As she opened the barn door, and as the light flooded in, a beautiful sight fell upon her eyes. A black colt stood there, wobbling to and fro. He had a slight dusting of white on his rump, and a white stripe along his nose. His eyes were crystal blue on one side, and brown on the other. Greeting Jessie, their old and only mare, she took a step towards the foal. He took a step closer to his mother, but Jessie nudged him back towards the girl. She began softly speaking to him, before beginning to stroke his face.

3 years passed, and Penny had just finished training the horse. She had always wanted to become an international eventer, yet without a decent horse, she had never been able to fill that empty gap in her dreams. Yet now, with Percy beneath her, she could fly. Together they jumped over fallen branches and rocks, ran along the edge of mountains and played together every night. But soon, Penny had to go off to university, leaving her precious horse behind. That last evening at home for Penny was spent crying and sleeping in Percy's stall. She made Joe promise he would look after the horse. As she left the next day, she cried into his mane. Joe gifted her a bracelet made out of Percy's hair, and as Penny waved goodbye, Percy knew that she wouldn't be back anytime soon.

Joe cared for Percy like he had promised Penny, but it wasn't the same. For one, Joe was a boy, and preferred going out every evening with his mates, whereas Penny would have gone for an evening ride to see the stars. Percy often became bored and restless during the day whilst Joe was at school - Penny would have left him in the pastures with the other horses, but Joe kept him in his stable. As Joe grew older, his parents decided that they would have to move to a big city so that Joe could get the most out of higher education, because they couldn't afford him to go off into the university accommodation. All the cattle, chickens and horses were sold, including Jessie. The only horse left behind was Mr Percy. Joe and his parents sat down and discussed what the right thing to do with him was. They couldn't take him with them, but they couldn't break Penny's heart. An idea popped into Joe's head - why not let the horse run wild? If Penny ever wanted to find him, all she would have to do was go back to Little Owl creek and look for him. So that evening, Joe loaded Percy into the trailer, and drove all the way over to Little Owl creek. Many wild horses lived around here, and he guessed that one of the herds would take him in. He left Percy by the creek and drove home. Percy was now a wild horse, belonging to nobody.

When Penny heard of the news, she was devastated. What if she couldn't find the horse she loved? What if he got killed? He wasn't bred for that kind of thing, he was a competition horse! She swore to herself that one day, she would find the horse again. That was until war broke out. Joe went off to fight, and Penny's education in medicine put her suddenly in the middle of the battle field.

Penny's parents later received a letter saying that Joe had been killed in action. Only three days later, Penny was also killed by a bomb targeting hospitals and medicine camps.

Percy's first few weeks in the wild were horrible. He was attacked several times by mountain lions, and had no idea how to fend for himself. He guessed that there was safety in numbers, and so made it his ambition to find a herd. He first met the Little Owl creek bachelor stallion herd in summer. The male horses welcomed him as one of their own, explaining to him that they protected each other till they found a herd. They taught Percy everything he needed to know, and soon Percy was confident he could survive.

Trained in which disciplines?: Show jumping, dressage and XC.
Quote from Mr Percy:
☮ Before there is peace, you must fight the battle and follow the road you have chosen to take. ☮
Likes, dislikes:
He loves food and humans. He dislikes wheelbarrows thoroughly. He also hates arrogant and ignorant people.
Extras: (optional)dolorislaran

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