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[Lirrie]

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Name:

Sazun Tenco also called Ten or Sazu (Sa- zoo)
Also know as The Gentle Pirate



Character Thread:

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Breed/Species:

Oasis Paint Horse

This is a breed I made up, it doesn't actually exist but I'm hoping to make more of this unique horse, and in fact already have one. Oasis paint horses are known for their extreme speed and

Personality:

Ten is loving and caring, a true gentleman to everyone. He wont try and push you but neither will he stand

Other:

[hey-stardust]

[Pharaoh]

Marking. There's a pup I may be interested in.

[TheScamperPony]

Name:
Naoril
(Pronounced Ne-or-ill)



Character Thread:
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Breed/Species:
Appendix Quarter Horse X Mangalarga Marchador X Spanish Mustang X Hanoverian X Caspian X Rocky Mountain Horse X Florida Cracker X Ranger

You're probably going holly crap right now. xD Haha, well, this horse is a specific breed that I have come up with. It is called the Maut(Pronounced Ma-oot). Weird name that sounds like a name for a fish, I know... but I think it's pretty cool! xD



Gender:
Female



Other:
I'm very very fond of this horse. I will take very good care of her! She won't be overly bred, I promise. AND, she'll be boarded at the Scamper Stables with lots of friends. xD She'll also b being RPed at the Stables RP, Angels & Demons. Although no wings are seen here, as stated in the RP, all Angels somehow have wings. She is able to have wings quickly "grow" from her back. Her wings are a very light blue with a few white feathers mixed in.



Personality:
Naori can be said to be an outgoing horse with an attitude of gratitude. He is always in with the group, putting himself out there, trying to help. Although he is like this, he is not necessarily the friendliest horse. He speaks in a low, almost gruff tone, and is very commanding. You would think that what I'm describing isn't right, but, if you think about it, it is very possible. He is not one to be quite, but he is not one to go on and on about stuff useless to be talked about. He is understanding and kind, but the word kind doesn't really fit. More like... genial to those in need, respectful to those not in need. He is very good with foals, and they all love him. He has a very different mentality about the world.



History/Background/Story:

-WIP-

[Ranua]

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Name: Flos {Chieftain in Norse}
Pronunciation: It's pronounced 'Floss'
Character Thread:
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{Under major construction. Im currently transferring my old thread to a new location.}
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{Sorry for the messiness}
Species: Horse
Breed: Icelandic Pony x Appaloosa x Sleipner
Age: 5 Years
Gender: Female {mare/filly}
Height: 16.3 hh
Weight: 1236 lbs
Herd: Winter Solstice Herd
Rank: Healer {unofficial}
Personality:
Intro
Flos is a logician, a self
made philosopher of sorts, who tends to spend most of
her day contemplating on new ways to live life. Though she doesn't
exactly create objects to make the world a better place, she is an inventor
in the manner that she tries to find a solution to every problem.
She's ingenious as she is analytical, and is seen by the rest of the herd as the omega,
the lowest of the low, an outcast. Why someone would think so lowly of her is quite obvious.
Her social life failure revolves around anothers fears in which they wish to evade the new. She,
on the other hand, embraces it, analyzes every inch of it's being until she finally understands it.
Her amiable ways toward the 'latest' often get into her many a predicament,
especially since her herd mates reject it so much. Perhaps that's why she's so fascinated by the new...
Being isolated from new things must have made her crave them, which eventually
grew into an obsession.

As a Lover
Flos isn't very confident around males, but she's not exactly shy either.
She enjoys socializing with the opposite gender but rarely flirts. She'll only indulge in more...interesting converse
if she knows the male very well, and even then she tends to be more discrete about her ultimate interests.
Usually she just admires from afar, but once she displaces his virtually cynical ways for a male she'll begin to show her affections by talking more to him, offering him assistance when possible and most commonly by inviting him to walk alone with her for a bit. She isn't one to exhibit herself or put on flamboyant displays, instead she tries to gain a males mutual ardor in small and simple ways. Examples of such behavior are her complimenting him, or offering comfort during tough times.
She's not particularly controlling at this point, but once they become established mates or another female poses a threat she'll immediately become very defensive of her companion.

As a Mate
Flos's personality all most morphs with her position as a mate.
She's very protective when it comes to her kin, though she's not possessive or over protective.
She's just... cautious. Something relatively common for most females, especially during the time of pregnancy.
Being of amicable character she's very caring and demonstrative with her affection.
She tends to evade altercation, but if you do allow verbal conflict she'll most likely just try and make some sort of pact with you.
Seeing as she tends not to foster grudges she's very forgiving, and is willing to do anything to make her mate happy.
When he is unhappy she'll turn herself inside out in her struggle to change the world for him just to make him smile.
Such displays of amity often lead males to think she's desperate, which often gets her hurt.

It's very difficult to attract her attention.
She needs a male who compliments her general nature and who can accept the fact they may spend little time together
when they become mates seeing as she's a dedicated healer and collector; even if she does shower her mate with tokens of her affection.
She'd prefer a male who is wittier than herself, seeing as she's not headstrong she won't require a mate who's consciousness is more advanced than her own but it is favoured that he is.

As a Mother
Even if she'll never admit it Flos has a secret admiration for foals.
She's convinced every foal is beautiful and special in it's own way, whether it suffers from some sort of deformation or not. Personally I find she'd make an exceptional dam. She's fairly unfamiliar with young foals and Im assuming by her current disposition her fascination would draw her closer to her lineage, further deepening their relationship. She'd be eager to teach them what she knew, like healing techniques as well as perhaps execute some fighting moves. Though she wouldn't be too anxious to show her disputing style seeing as she's not too fond of war fare.

Views on Warfare
Flos has a strange abhorrence for warfare.
Even with her strange fascination towards it she refuses to promote it, and tends to dislike people who do.
No one knows why she hates it so much. She's strangely more compact for a female
and shows potential as a warrior, but she's decided to leave her aptitude for
altercation untapped.
Because she has little experience with the topic she isn't exactly the greatest fighter, one of her greatest faults.

General Nature
Flos's penetrating mind is
astonishing. Her level of intellectuality is all most off the charts.
Whatever she lacks in physical expertise she certainly makes up for in wit.
Though she's an outcast she's now
gaining more respect and is now beginning to attain the reputation as a strategizer.
Basically she creates a plan of action based on her fellow hunters abilities.
She's found success in this area and plans to become lead adviser.

She is predominantly
kind, jocular and loyal.
If she sees someone struggling with something she won't hesitate to ask if they would
like some assistance. For example if she saw an elder who had some trouble getting up she'd rush right on
over and help her, no questions asked.
Her pacific character has led her to be somewhat the peace keeper of the herd (something truly needed in such a throng).

Hobbies
Seeing as Flos is such a nimble character
she's not easily amused. As a foal she used to pester Soul for fun, but now that she's an adult he's developed
a more mature way of devoting her time. Customarily she spends her time training and hunting, but she also collects things (Ill embellish on this a bit later), and enjoys star gazing.

Organized
Flos is a very organized character. She likes to have everything in it's proper place,
in specific with her collection. She piles her collectibles and organizes them according to colour
shape and size.

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[hey-stardust]

[hey-stardust]

[BPeppers]

Image : I'm on a mac, so I must just put the number: 2

Name: Tiqua

Character Thread: (I'll be making a new one soon)- viewtopic.php?f=10&t=185251&hilit=wip

Breed/Species: Wolf

Personality: Tiqua is a very dependable wolf. She's brave, loyal, and kind, in all that she does. She gets tense though. When she's nervous, her muscles will wrap up around each other and stretch uncomfortably. It isn't exactly helpful, considering she's the Queen Tsi Qsui of all of the gods and goddesses of her realm. She was born with Queen Tsi Qsui blood, and by that blood, she is the only living being that is both immortal, and can make choices for the human world along with her own realm. She's also the only God or Goddess known to be able to make literal contact with humans, and all of the other fragile creatures that walk the earth. Mostly, that makes her uncomfortable, because, oddly enough, even though she's the most powerful Goddess there ever was, humans scare her. Along with wolves. Well, it's mostly a mix between scaredness and just being uncomfortable. Basically, it makes her stomach sick. But she covers up that emotion with her pride, and to be able to protect her realm from the Earth which tries to invade it. But there was only one known time that she actually made contact with a being from the Earth, but that's a long story... Let's see if she will tell it to you.

Other: There will be 6 characters used in the story: Tiqua, Amala, Koto, Dumoku, Demi, and The Deal Maker. ^^

STORY (It's quite long, and not done yet; you don't have to read it all. ^^)


~Tiqua~

(In the gods’ pure white kingdom…

"Thank you."
I smiled, as happily as I could manage, and took the roses from Soulare. He was just one of the many male wolf Gods that wanted me to choose them as a mate. As a king. At least, that was what most of them wanted. Power.
Soulare was a handsome orange, creamish colored male, and he was nice. There was potential in him. But I wouldn’t choose him. I didn’t know if I’d ever choose someone. There was too much to handle, too much to decide at once. It had been the fourth rose that day, yet none, as far as I knew, actually loved me.
“You’re very welcome, my Queen Tsi Qsui.” He smiled softly, and I, not wanting to hurt his feelings, licked his cheek, and watched as he blushed, nodded kindly, and shuffled uncomfortably away. I sighed, in annoyance, mostly at myself.
“My Queen!”
I sighed in relief as I heard my second’s voice. She was my second in command, and probably my best friend. It was always easier with her around. “What is it, Amala?” I asked curiously. At this point she did look out of breath, which probably meant it was important. “Is it bad?”
“Well, I’m not sure,” Amala admitted. “It very well might be, if things turn out badly.”
“What is it, Amala?” I asked, more stern. She might be my best friend, but I was still Queen.
She sighed, though it did not offend me. “It’s Dumoku. He, umm, he would like to see you to eat prey with him, in order to discuss business with you.”
I rolled my eyes in both stress and annoyance. Dumoku! So that’s what she’d been so run down about. Well, I would be too, except that I’d probably be more stressed than her about it. I knew that because I was more stressed than her about it. He was my problem, not hers. She was just worried for me. “What if I turn down?” I asked, sort of nodding the problem off.
“He insists, Queen Tsi Qsui,” Amala said. “He said he wouldn’t leave until you meet with him. Alone.”
I growled, both in amusement at him, barely, and hatred at him. But I was a compassionate Queen, so I accepted, but in resentment. “Where is he?”
Amala licked my shoulder, feeling bad for me. “He’s in the gold cave.”
I gave her a sad smile. “Thank you, Amala,” I said. “And don’t worry, I won’t give in. to him.”


~Koto~

(In a dirty ‘ol alleyway in New York City…

Crash!

“Shut up, clumsy! The apartment users might hear you!”
I stuck my head out of the dumpster, where I was looking for food, to see my friend. I shook the banana peel off of my ruffled head in disgust. “I’d like to see you get in here and try to dig out some food,” I shot back.
Demi rolled his eyes. “You know I can’t do that,” he said, turning his back to me. “I’m keeping watch.”
I snorted. “Great job doing that.” Then I turned and lunged back into the dumpster. The lid slammed against the top of it above me.
“Koto!” I heard Demi growl. I shook my head. He had guarded last time. I was usually really tight with Demi, but recently with starving and all, I was getting a little tense and was loosing my temper with him.
Interrupting my thoughts, my nose hit something. Turkey! Yum. It was almost a full one, too. My head hit the top of the dumpster, causing it to swing open.
“Will you shut up!” Demi yelled at me. “Stop banging your head on that stupid dumpster, you stupid-”
“Will you shut up, already?” I interrupted him. “Look. I found turkey.” I grabbed the bone of it in my jaws, and swung it out of the garbage. Like I’d thought, Demi totally forgot he was mad at me and lunged for the turkey.
“Wow, great day, huh, Koto?” Demi mumbled, his mouth full.
“Yep,” I breathed, not even bothering with the turkey, or him. “This is stupid. We’re acting like dogs and digging through the garbage.” I growled. “I can’t believe we have to live like this.”
Demi swallowed, and then stared straight into my eyes. “You know we have to. We have to disguise ourselves as dogs, or they’ll kill us. You know that.”
I sighed, and looked away. “You’re right,” I whispered. “I know.”


~Tiqua~

I silently padded into the gold cave where he lay. He twitched his tail, and grinned slyly. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. The “business” he wanted to discuss I highly doubted was for the gods’ priority, but I dipped my head in respect anyway. “Dumoku,” I said, trying my best to keep the annoyance out of my voice, but it slightly quavered, setting the wrong tone. I was not in any way below him, or scared that I was, like I sounded, but he was forced to believe otherwise. “What business would you like to discuss with me?”
He stood and chuckled. He had a very deep voice, which made it all the more uncomfortable to stand in the same room as him. “My desert flower, why speak of this so soon?” He was rounding my back now, pacing the cave. “We can eat first.”
I plopped, both gracefully and stubbornly to the ground and curled my tail over my paws. “What did you want to speak with me about?”
He sat in front of me, only the prey’s body between us. “Just take a bite,” he insisted. “What could happen?”
I sighed, knowing he wasn’t going to leave me alone until I ate some, so I leaned down and took a bite. It was delicious. “Mmm,” I murmured, letting just how good the food was slip from my lips.
“Good, isn’t it?” he grinned.
Defeated, I nodded.
He stood, and continued to pace. “I am the best hunter of the gods and goddesses, you know,” he said, though in a tone that made it seem like he wasn’t boasting. I could see past that tone. “I could be good to you, my lady. I could feed you well. I’m a good singer too. I could even hum you to sleep.”
“Dumoku, we’ve been over this,” I stated boldly. “I don’t want all this from you.”
“Then whom do you want it from?” he shot back.
My ears flattened. “From someone who actually loves me, and doesn’t lust for power.”
“What does it matter if I love you?” he asked, tone slipping from his control. “I could be a good father, and I could be a great leader for us all!” Now he just sounded whiny. It disgusted me.
“A good father would love their pup’s mother,” I argued. “I know you’ll never love me.”
Surprisingly enough, his tone caught control again. “Think of what we could do together, think of what could be accomplished,” he said, reasoning.
“You mean what you could accomplish,” I corrected.
“I would do you right. Have you even thought about the possibilities? Have you even considered them?”
“I have thought about them!” I yelled, breaking. Dumoku’s ears were pressed flat against his head. “I have thought of them,” I continued in a softer tone. “I just don’t want to believe them.”
This could’ve made my decision. It didn’t. Because there was no mortal or goddess that didn’t want Dumoku as a mate. Except me.
He was smirking at me. Smirking at his Queen. “I am more, better than you,” he whispered. “Are you sure your people will follow you over me?”
I jerked backward, barely catching myself from swinging at him. “You?” I spat, though oddly I spat gracefully. “How could you even think that even one person would follow you? You’re a bully! A cheater! A fake! And you’re a liar! Anyone can do better than a run down mutt who has no business as a god. And I have no interest in becoming your mate, and if you ask me again, I’ll have you outcast. You’ll be outside the gates, and be thrown into a prison realm of limbo, which you will deserve if you keep acting like this. Do not ever forget that I am Queen Tsi Qsui, Queen of the gods and goddesses, and that includes you, ignorant fool,” I finished.
I turned and stormed out of the gold cave, never looking back.


~Amala~

I watched it carefully.
Nothing.
I sighed, and muttered, “Yeah, I guess this really was just for Tiqua.”
I was staring at an orb, apparently, my Queen had this custom-made by one of the gods’, but there were so many, I occasionally forgot which did what. I didn’t even know there was a god that made orbs until now. I should’ve, but because we no longer had jewels up here in our realm, I guessed that Tiqua got hers free.
I had just gone to pick it up by the silver fountain. It was always beautiful there, because instead of water flowing out of the howling wolf statue’s mouth that lay on top, it was gold. I guess the god that made it really didn’t want to be seen though, so he’d only left it lying there with a note.

Give to Queen Tsi Qsui
AKA Tiqua
I’m not in range of friends to
Know her true name
But remember our deal
If you’re her right now
No Questions
No Answers
Good day
~The Deal Maker~

I’d been confused by it at first, but then again it was none of my business, so that was that. I’d wanted to ask my Queen about it, though she probably would not answer in the appropriate way, (by telling the truth) but she had her own issues and I was there to guard her in order to take care of them. I guess it could make sense not to tell me.
I turned my head, and saw her padding up to me. She looked like a humble storm, if at all possible. I was jealous of her, for the most part. No matter what she was doing, even if it were killing another wolf, it would look graceful and beautiful. “How did it go?” I asked curiously, not sure if I wanted to know the answer.
She gave me the ‘look.’ “I was ashamed at last, but I held my ground,” she stated. “I am immune to him.”
“How immune?” I asked seriously. “You can’t go on like this. At first you seem immune, and then he makes you feel guilty for saying no to him, then he says the wrong thing and you blow up.”
She glared at me for a moment, and sighed. “You know me too well.”
I chuckled. “I’m afraid I do, my Queen.”
She smiled at me, and then nodded down at the package and the orb lying beside it. “What is that?” she asked, already knowing the answer.
“That’s your package from The Deal Maker.” I stared at her, but she continued staring at it. “It’s the orb,” I continued.
She looked at me, wide-eyed, and I sighed and wrapped the orb up. I picked up the fabric in my jaws. She grinned. “Let’s go try it out.”


~Dumoku~

I glared after my Queen until her tail tip was out of sight. “Wrong answer.” I chuckled. It was only a matter of time before I figured out her weakness. Yes, I would use it against her. If only I knew what it was.
I sighed, and padded deeper into the gold cave. It turned darker and darker as I walked, as some might say anyone walked. I was terrifying, dirty, to the few that knew me, anyways. To most of the females, I was a gorgeous god that they adored and wanted to spend their life with. It’s not like I didn’t know they daydreamed about our pups. I knew I was handsome. But that didn’t seem to affect Queen Tsi Qsui. For very long, anyway.
What I wanted to know, even possibly more bad than her weakness, was her name. Only close friends knew that. Everyone knew her by Queen Tsi Qsui, but she had a true name like everyone else. Like I. My title was Dsu Lotti. Everyone knew me by Dumoku, though. And Amala; her title was Asa Mual, but everyone knew her by Amala. Only Queen Tsi Qsui wouldn’t tell anyone her true name, except wolves like Amala and maybe a few other friends. I wasn’t told, and I knew I didn’t have a right to be told. But even when she was a small pup, her true name wouldn’t slip her mouth, not to a soul. Everyone just called her Tsi Qsui.
I’d been jealous of her, and her secret ideas. At the age of two, I’d wished that I’d covered my name and just been called Dsu Lotti, then I might have an advantage over her. When we were both pups, and her, Amala, and I were all pups at the same time, there had been no King or Queen. Things had been disordered, and though we were gods, we could not control the disorder between ourselves. We knew we needed a ruler, and everyone thought I was the right one. But my bad habits threw me off. Once the gods saw my boasting and bullying, they knew I was just a burden. They knew I could never be King.
That’s when she spoke up. I remembered her words perfectly. “I could be Queen,” she said. Everyone gasped.
One ignorant god said, “Why should we have a Queen when Kings are wiser and they know what they’re doing? You are too young, and you are a female.” Most of the males called out agreements, and a few females growled, but most were too scared of their mates so they were quiet.
That’s when she said this.
“You are too full of yourselves,” she spoke, in a quiet, wise voice. “You must realize that there is more to this world than males themselves. Why, to any world!” She laughed then, and that intrigued people into her, including myself. “Have you forgotten of your mothers? Of nature? Have you forgotten that females in population have an advantage over males? I’m not trying to start a war, no; I’m trying to bring us together! We must have order and friendship, not separation and hate! We must learn to live with each other, and know the duties of our friends are as challenging as the ones we are facing. Let us live by each other, let us live in light!”
There were cheers then, and laughs and crying. That was when one wolf started chanting, “Queen Tsi Qsui! Queen Tsi Qsui!” Many others joined him, and soon, all had. She was nodding her head in respect to all, and slightly smiling.
Then I burst out my question, breaking all the noise into silence once again. “What if you need a ruler to be beside you?” I called. “As a king?”
She stared down at me, smile gone, and everyone else still. “Once things are settled down, if I must, I’ll choose a mate, and we will rule together in peace.”
Though I’ll only ever admit it to myself, it was then that I fell in love with her.


~Tiqua~

“Come on, Amala!” I called, smiling. She had been staring after the silver fountain behind us a while back, so she fell behind. I, for one, was eager to try this out.
“I’m coming,” she huffed, her voice muffled by the package she was carrying. I stopped and waited for her to catch up, then we scooted into my den together. My den was made of emeralds, and looked like a cave. The emeralds were the only gems we had in our white kingdom. It wasn’t as if I had gotten them personally, but the emeralds were said to protect anyone within them, so they had been given to me without my knowledge until they’d been set up.
“Are you here yet?” I chuckled, sitting down and curling my tail over my paws.
She glared at me, stepping into the den. “Now I’m here,” she muttered. She stuck her tongue out at me, and I chuckled.
“Don’t be so childish!” I laughed at her, taking the package from her jaws.
“You should learn to be more childish,” she told me as I unwrapped the package.
“Wow,” I breathed, staring at the orb inside.
“I tried it out,” Amala said, sounding defeated. “I just wanted to know if it only worked for you.”
“It’s fine Amala,” I said, not wanting to hurt her. “Do you even know what it does though?” She shook her head, and I gulped. “If only…” I looked up at her, ripping my gaze away from the orb. “When I touch this orb, I can see the Earth.”
“Earth?” she cocked her head, and we both turned our heads back to it. “Earth the planet? That’s not possible. And besides, I thought you were afraid of Earth.”
“It is too possible!” I protested. “And I am afraid of the earth, but only being there in person. Watching it from a distance, however, is not a problem.” I looked up at her yet again. “Are you ready?” I asked, getting ready to touch the precious object.
“Tiqua.” The word shot at me like poison, even though it was my own name.
“Yes?” I asked carefully.
She gulped. “Who is the Deal Maker?”
I stared at her, shocked. How did she know him?
“Don’t try to fool me,” she warned. “I saw the note.”
Ahh, the note. Of course, the Deal Maker had decided to sign it. I’d deal with him later. I sighed. “He’s an old friend.” She gave me the “look.” I sighed, yet again, only this time in defeat. “He’s an outcast. He’s from the prison realm of limbo, but he’s the only wolf I know who can make these orbs.”
Amala watched me carefully. “What’s his true identity?”
This I did not know. “He never told me,” I shrugged.
We waited in silence for a moment.
“Fine,” she huffed sadly. “Touch it. You know you want to.”
I nodded, because, as she’d said, I did want to. I touched it carefully. It was amazing. The whole orb was surrounded in soft grass for a moment, and it was mesmerizing. The swaying, the dew, it was all amazing. Then, it changed to a creek. The water was flowing quietly, but the rush still filled my ears, no matter how slow. It was the most beautiful color, blueish-clear, not in any comparison to my emeralds. Then, suddenly, it turned into a dirty ally-way, and two wolves were sitting and chatting there. I leaned in to get a closer look.
“Queen, no!” I felt Amala grab my paw, and then I was sucked in to the Earth.

Suddenly, I was on a sidewalk, just across the street from where the two wolves were. Amala was beside me.
“Where are we?” she asked, panting, scared. Well, so was I.
“I don’t know,” I whispered.
She turned her head. “Look at those wolves over there! I bet they could help us.” I immediately fell cold. Talk? To those wolves? Not a chance. But Amala was already crossing the street.
“Amala, no!” I called, echoing her earlier words, and bolted after her.
HONK HONK!
I turned my head, and a massive pickup truck was about to crush us. We both screamed.


~Demi~

“No hard feelings?” I asked my best friend carefully. He shook his head, and I sighed. I loved my best friend, but sometimes he was a little up-tight, but it’s not like I could say anything. I was a mood-swinger. It’s not like I was any better.
The silence broke with a question; Koto’s question. “Have you ever thought about… leaving?” he asked suddenly. “Living in a forest? Acting like a real wolf?”
I shook my head. “Nah. Hunters, poachers, if we ever even made it that far without being recognized by the city, there’s always them to worry about.”
He sighed fiercely. “Yes, but we can’t live like dogs! We are not dogs.”
“I know-,” I started to protest.
“If we are not dogs then we shouldn’t have to act like them!” he continued, as if not hearing me.
I tried again. “I know, but-,”
“Digging out of trash cans, finding rubbish to eat! We got lucky today, but even that turkey was fly-invested, and-”
“Koto!” It was I who got to interrupt this time. He shut up. “We know all of this, but would you risk getting killed because of this?” He seemed to be considering my two sense.
HONK HONK!
I glanced behind him. Two wolves were about to be crushed by a pick-up truck. “Speaking of getting killed…” Koto followed my gaze, and gasped. Like a couple of bullets, we were off to save the maidens in need.


~The Deal Maker~

“What could possibly go wrong?”
I was muttering the false, sarcastic words to myself, pacing my den in the limbo realm. It had not been her who had cast me out, so why was this happening to her? It was the gods all in a group that had sent me to limbo, she’d only been a pup at the time! So again, I asked myself, why was she the one getting devoured? By a truck?!
I sighed, and started to pace faster. I was worried about her. I wasn’t allowed to be worried about her. I was in limbo.
I’d been cast out before because… Well, I’d been here so long I barely remembered. I remembered the day I’d got cast down, though. And that the reason I was cast down was a lie. I thought I remembered Dsu Lottie (was he Dumoku now?) telling them the horrible lie, but that was unlikely… Or maybe it wasn’t, it was just crazy.
I remembered at that moment. I remembered.

I was padding quietly around my den, thinking about how Earth used to be. I used to live there, but I’d died and somehow managed to be made a god. The gods all agreed on me staying there, so I had been extremely lucky. But not lucky enough. It was then that she padded up to me, her tail flowing and bushy behind her.
“Hello,” I said warmly, smiling at her. She was the most beautiful pup I’d ever seen. Not that it mattered. “What do you want from me?” I asked happily, as she was there.
She cocked her pretty little head. “What do I want from you?” she shot at me. “What kind of question is that? Can’t I just be here for fun?”
I chuckled. “Of course you can, darling, you just ran over here so fast that I suspected you wanted something from me.”
Her eyes widened. “Did I really run that fast?” Then, she shook her head quickly, as if to shake the thought out of her mind. “No, no, no, that’s not why I came over here.”
“What is it, Tsi Qsui?” I loved that name. I loved saying that name. It was like hot caramel slipping from my lips. She sighed sadly, and glanced down. I stared at her. “Don’t be upset,” I murmured helpfully, putting my paw on her shoulder.
She looked at me, and my paw fell from its place. “I’m your friend, right?”
I laughed, and she stared at me, wide eyed, as if I were killing a puppy and was enjoying it. I shook my head. “Of course I’m your friend,” I said, trying to control my chuckling the dumbness of her question.
Her eyes relaxed, and she smiled. “Good.” I smiled along with her, but I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I glanced over to where I’d seen it. There was Dsu Lottie, or Dumoku, glaring hatefully at me.
“Dumoku?” I called, curious as to what that was about. Tsi Qsui turned also, but he was gone. I sighed. “Why does he hate me?”
Tsi Qsui swung her head and sighed. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “I don’t hate you.”
I grinned and plopped down. “Yes, I know you don’t.”
She plopped down and nuzzled up beside me. My heart pounded like crazy, but in a good way. “You’re awesome,” she said happily.
“You’re c-cool too,” I said, trying to keep my voice under control.
“I don’t care what Dumoku thinks about you.” She looked up at me then, her muzzle only an inch from mine. I thought I was going to die. “Why won’t you ever let anyone say your name?”
Well that question caught me off guard. “What?”
“Why won’t you let anyone say your name? Your true name? Can I say it?” Her eyes were pleading. So I gave in… as usual.
“Fine.” I sighed unhappily, because I was actually quite annoyed.
“Yay!” She looked up to the sky. Usi Umoku! Usoki!” She giggled. “There. I’m done.”
“Why do you like to randomly shout out names?” I muttered. “It’s completely childish.”
“That’s because I am a child.” I sat there, shocked at the innocence of her question. She was right. She was a child. And I had no business with her, except as a friend and guardian.
“Right,” I whispered, staring into space. I was completely droned. Until I heard my name, that is.
“Usi Umoku! Come here!” There were many gods and goddesses screaming for me, screaming helplessly. I’d had no idea why.
Tsi Qsui bolted up at the sound. “Why are they screaming at you?”
“I don’t know,” I said, sitting up and forgetting about my last ‘episode.’ “Yes?” I asked carefully, standing up on all fours. I started to pad casually over to them. “What is it?”
I’d made it into the crowd of them all, and they were whispering mean names at me. I wondered why. “Well,” one snotty goddess spoke up. “One of us had better confront him.”
Suddenly, one large god, Rsui Malu (or Rialu) padded up in front of me. I stared up at him. He was so large. I turned my head at a small movement in the corner of my eye, and Dumoku was beside me, as his small pup self.
“How could you betray us, Usoki?” Rialu asked quietly, sounding defeated. I’d had no idea what he’d been talking about.
“What do you mean?” I asked curiously.
He shook his head. “You cannot lie to us any longer. We know the truth, you demon.”
Demon? “I am no demon!” I clearly stated. “I’m a god, just like all of you!”
“That’s a lie!” Dumoku said, raising his head high. “I heard him contacting demons, and he has demon blood.”
“We’ve heard your part of the story, Dumoku,” another god, Qsi Kislu hushed him. “Now let Usoki state his.”
I cleared my throat uncomfortably. “I can only state that this is a lie,” I said calmly. “Now you can choose to believe him, or me.”
It went quiet for a moment, and they all exchanged looks. Finally, Wsi Simiu, a silver god, spoke up. “Well… I say he should look like a demon, just like he is!”
“Yeah!” everyone cheered. I was devastated. They zapped me, into a horrible being with wings and an orbed tail. My tounge slithered out of my mouth like a bloody snake, and suddenly I was cast out of that beautiful kingdom, into darkness, for a lie.

I sighed, knowing nothing had happed since the years passed the story’s end. I’d been watching Tsi Qsui and Amala through the twin orb; the one that’d been placed upon my tail. They didn’t know, I’d kept it a secret. But the orb on my tail was the only one that could get them back… I’d have to go save them.


~Tiqua~

I opened my eyes and gasped.
I was laying on my back, with this male wolf on my right side. Why was he there? He was… was… from earth!
Then I remembered. We were about to get hit by a pick up truck. Goodie.
I scrambled up, and turned to face him. “Who are you?” I asked, taking a step back.
“You’re awake!” I turned my head, seeing Amala and yet another male next to each other, only a paw step apart. “You completely passed out a minute ago,” Amala continued. “That wolf right in front of you-he saved your life.”
I turned my head back to the male in front of me. “You… You did?” I asked, shocked.
He smiled sheepishly. “Yeah. Umm, anyway, I’m Koto.” I nodded at him, and smiled warmly. He had saved my life. He flicked his tail at the wolf next to Amala. “This is Demi.”
“Hey,” he said, nodding in respect to me.
“Hey,” I laughed back. I rarely ever used slang. Usually it was hello or greetings, or maybe even good day. I flicked my own tail at Amala, who grinned at them both. “This is Amala,” I introduced, “and I’m Tiqua.”
Amala looked shocked. “Quee-,” I gave her a look that told her to be quiet. She looked hurt, and turned her face to the ground. I laughed uncomfortably at Koto. “We’re a little lost. Help?”
Demi took a step forwards. “You could stay in this alley with us for a while if you want,” he suggested.
I gaped at Amala, who seemed just as shocked at their kindness. “Of course,” I laughed. “We’d love to.”
Koto smiled. “Right this way,” he gestured, and we obediently followed him.

[Mario]

Image (of the character you would like to adopt):
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Name: Ivy
Character Thread: viewtopic.php?f=10&t=201806
Breed/Species: Wolfess (Female wolf)
Personality: Ivy is very special. Like my character Bolt, (see my character thread), she has a special power with the Earth. Wherever she lays on the ground, fresh good smelling flowers bloom around her, and when she steps on the grassy grounds, flowers bloom where she steps. No, she's not a goddess, but it seems the earth loves her. She is very calm and kind, and has a soft voice. However, she tries to hide her specialty from other animals, like she is in the main picture. She enjoys spring, flowers, sunshine, and grass. She does not particularly like rain, winter, snow, and mud.
Other:
Art:

-Drawn by me using Oekaki-:

[winter.]

Image (of the character you would like to adopt):


Name:
Garnet

Character Thread:
Need to make one! I will though!

Breed/Species:
Dog/Goat hybrid. (She will have horns and paws will be replaced with hooves.)

Personality:
Sweet
Garnet cares for others and shows great compassion for those in need! She tries to make friends with everyone she meets.

Feminine
Garnet is very girly! She has an excellent sense of style and loves red roses and ribbons.

Clever
She is extremely smart and is quick to solve problems. Everyone who meets her complements her talent, smarts, and maturity.

Cheerful
Garnet uplifts the spirits of those around her and always finds the positive side to everything!

Physical Description:
Gender
Female

Age
1 year old

Birthday
July 3rd, 2009

Designs
Red swirl and wavy stripe patterns on legs, shoulder, and face.

Coloring
Black fur, red hooves, red "dip" on tail, and very pale blue eyes.

Anatomy
Mostly dog with floppy ears and bob tail, with horns and hooves.

Other:
I take great care and have extreme love for my characters and they will always be kept in my thread and
will get constant art!

Art:
WIP