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[Greyfire]

Pet's ID Tag:
Kennel #6 Luna

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Name You'd Choose for It:
Snowfire

Species/Breed:
Wolf

Gender:
Female

Reason You Want It:
I want her because I love wolves a lot, and the white wolf just happens to be my favorite animal. Another reason is because she is absolutely gorgeous, I usually like things with a great deal of bright colors and designs, but when I saw her I was in awe. I want her also because she looks almost exactly like my puppy Snowbell that I got a few months back..


History/Background/Other:
Snowfire is a quite little wolf, although she is quite curious little lass. She has a big heart and loves pretty much so everything that will let her. Snowfire likes to draw, sing and dance. She has many adoring friends, and secretly wishes she could have a boyfriend even though she is only a little pup still, or so her family says. Snowfire loves exploring new places and meting new friends; she tends to be very sneaky when she wants to get out of the pack. Her favorite season is winter so she can hide and sneak around with ease; although shes not fond of the coldness.



Art:(not needed but extra credit)
It was a cold winter day; Snow falling from the sky. The pack was busily storing food & herbs for the long snow-filled winter that lay ahead. Icestorm; the leader's mate was due to have her pups any day now; she couldn't wait to see and have them enter her pack. Icestorm lay in her den watching as her packmates hurried around the camp with things; wishing she could help in someway; then all of a sudden she howled in pain. Her mate and the medicine wolf both stopped what they were doing and ran to her side. "Whats wrong?" They asked at the same time. "I think I am getting ready to gi..!" she tried saying before she howled in pain again; this time she was in more pain. They quickly, but carefully picked her up and raced her to the nursery. They no longer had laid her down in the nest they had made for her and she went into labor. The medicine said as calmly as possible, "Flamestar, I need full concentration for this and would like you to leave." Flamestar grunted, but left. He really wanted to be in there with his mate when his pups were born, but he understood; took keep himself occupied he helped with rebuilding the barrier. About 2 hours later the medicine wolf called for him; She looked at him with great sadness. "Are they alright?" He asked hopefully. "Yes, they are both fine, but only one pup was born alive." She replied not even looking in his eyes. Flamestar was trying to keep from crying, "May I seen them?" He asked tearfully. The medicine wolf nodded and took him in. Icestorm was looking down at her only pup she had. The pup was small but had her mother's beautiful white fur. Icestorm looked at her mate, "I know you are sad; but we should be grateful that we have this little girl." She gently replied then pushed the pup toward him. "I know," he replied, "i was really hoping for a full litter, but I am glad I have a beautiful daughter." Icestorm looked at her mate; then at her pup, "She is buily like you; Would you like to name her?" She asked him. "I would love to!" He woofed happily. He laid down next to the nest. "I think we shall call her Snowpup." He said with pride. "I think that's a lovely name!" The medicine wolf chimed in before leaving the family in peace. "Snowpup, is a wonderful name." Icestorm whispered. Overtime Snowpup grew and grew; when she was finally old enough to become and apprentice all the wolves wondered who would be her mentor; then the day finally came. "I would like to call a pack meeting!" Flamestar boomed. "Today is my only daughter's apprentice ceremony, and for the occasion I would like her to have a white hare for her evening meal." The hunters all looked up at him with shock; white hares were hard to find in the beginning of spring. "I am sending my 4 best hunters to find one; when you catch one return here to have Starpack bless it." After he was done talking the 4 best hunters left to finish their new task. Snowpup looked over the pack she would rule one day. Flamestar spoke again, "I have received who shall be her mentor." Snowpup and every wolf perked their ears up. "Snowpup; Starpack has watched over you since you were a little pup nursing on your mother, and today they are honoring you with getting the chance to be a warrior or a hunter. Which do you choose?" Flamestar asked his daughter. "I choose to follow in the path of a warrior protecting my pack!" She says calmly. "Well chosen; Snowpup, I know you will be a wonderful apprentice and follow the wolf code. Starpack and I are happy to give you your apprentice name as Snowpaw!" Flamestar howls. "Your mentor shall be...Rainheart!" The handsome young wolf jumps at hearing his name being called to mentor the leader's daughter. "I...I don't know what to say sir." The young wolf replies shakily. Snowpaw looks at her new mentor with loving eyes. "A thank you would be fine." the leader says. "Thank you my leader." Rainheart says while bowing. "Rainheart, you are one of my best warriors; I know you shall teach Snowpup how to be the best she can be, and to be as loyal as possible to both her pack and the wolf code, while still being herself." Flamestar says. After the meeting Rainheart takes Snowpup on a tour of the territory; the tour takes all day so when they get back they eat and then go to bed. The next 6 months are spent training for hunting and in battle; thankfully she has not needed her battling skills quite yet. A few weeks after she is given her warrior name, Snowfire; the pack was attacked. Her pack wins the battle, but sadly it leaves the deputy, her father and her mother both dead. She mourns briefly that night, and prepares the next morning for her journey to receive her 7 lives as leader. The next morning the medicine wolf woke her up; "Eat these herbs, and then meet me outside." she whispered. She meet her outside a few minutes later, and they started the journey. It was long and the whole way there they were quiet. When they reached the cave they walked in and spoke to Starpack; Snowfire had gotten her 7 lives and her leader name as Snowstar. They quietly headed back to the pack. When she got there she sent out patrols' and then laid down to rest. Ever since then she has lead the pack with pride. Waiting for her time to join the stars with her parents.




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

[Lirrie]

Kennel number 33
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[serl]

Pet's ID Tag:27
Image of pet
Name You'd Choose for It:Pastel
Species/Breed:Canine,i think it looks like a fennec fox.
Gender:Male,i think,it doesn't say!
Reason You Want It:One word.CUTE.He is just adorable!I will do the most i can with him
History/Background/Other:Pastel is a loving canine.No matter what they say Pastel will always smile.
Art:(not needed but extra credit)
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

This has not been touched for 2 months.

[~ dawn ~]

Pet's ID Tag:
#6luna

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Name:
Niluva Malar

Meaning
Taken from the Tamil word for moon flower

Why I Chose This Name:
There are two reasons why I picked this name for her. For one, she reminds me of the moon, one side a beautiful tan-white and the other side dark, but just as beautiful. She can't be fully appreciated and understood until you see both sides of her, which takes a little work.

She also reminds me of the moonflower that blooms at night. Just like the flower, she shows her true self when there are no bright lights focused on her, and that is when she is the most beautiful.

Nicknames:
Niluva
Nila
V&C (annoys her)
Mala

Species/Breed:
Wolf

Gender:
Female

Reason You Want It:
The moment I saw this girl I fell in love. Her design is simple, but there is an alluring beauty to her. Though simple, she symbolizes so much to me through her design. She represents how there are always more than one side to anyone, some aspects visible and others that can only be seen when you really get to know someone. She stands for two different part, light and dark, coming together and learning to become one, accepting everything and not just half. She also represents to me, someone who is bi-racial and the struggle they have with both groups not considering them really belonging to one side, race, or the other, but then overcoming the prejudices and stereotypes and becoming their own person.

I want to tie her story in with my other characters, who are fighting to restore their own kingdom, and her interactions with them. She would grow in her time on the road with her brother and he would get to see the side of her that she would hide back at home. If I win this beautiful girl, i would add her to my character site (currently wip), continue her story and have her meet up with her supposed "mate". I plan on spoiling her with a lot of art and have several artists in mind that I want to order from once their shops open again.

Art:
Above by nevaeh-lee
By Ardra (From Front)
By Shibi (From Front)
Lines by Nanarc @ DA, Colored by me
Lines by Audy, Colored by me
Lines collab with me and Pengu., Colored by me
Lines By pandora. Colored By NARANDA
Lines By 'paradox, Colored By NARANDA
Lines By Perocore, Colored By Me
Lines By Andiliion, Colored By NARANDA
Lines By boat, Colored By NARANDA
Lines By boat, Colored By NARANDA
Lines By Andiliion, Colored By NARANDA

Theme song:
Love (radio theme) by Colton Avery

Personality:
There are many sides to Niluva Malar, she is varied and can't simply be labeled as one thing or another. To each group she has different characteristics that they see.

To the royal court, Niluva Malar is quiet, mingling with the other nobles but mainly keeping to herself and not partaking in any of the gossip going around the nobility. She is proper and has great etiquette, behaving as one growing up in royalty would behave during balls, parties, and other events held at the palace. There is an air of seriousness around her, something that would be expected from her brother or someone who is ruling and at times, she could be cold, especially if she was entertain guests and something was said or done that she considered out of line. She does not fear what the consequences could be for addressing the issue and making her displeasure known with a few chosen words or actions. This does not belittle her gentle nature though, as the majority of the time she speaks out when it concerns someone else or when an action could possibly hurt another, emotionally or physically.

To her older brother, Kasanlo, she is annoyingly serious, always working on something, never just kicking back and relaxing. Any time he would joke around with her, she would usually just roll her eyes. She could be very sarcastic, taking his words and twisting them a bit or poking fun at something he said. It would get her to smile though and she seemed to enjoy poking fun at her older brother. He could see she was kindhearted, helping him or any of the small animals that got injured in the garden. There was a sort of switch that he could see between Niluva in the court to Niluva the healer in train, a part of herself that she did not want those in the royal court to see. Niluva is the type to carry on, not letting the words and rumors from the court bring her down and ruin her demeanor.



Kingdom:
Niluva Malar lives in the Sahasi kingdom. The kingdom is rather small compared to the neighboring kingdom, about the size of the state of New York. To the north is the sea, which contains a few small islands that are a part of the Sahasi kingdom, but are often forgotten in the foreign maps. To the West and South is a chain of mountains that meet in a V like shape in the Southwest corner of the kingdom. The mountains are very treacherous and are extremely hard to travel though, making an effective defense against invading forces. To the East there several large hills and a few mountains, and pass that is a neighboring kingdom that the Sahasi kingdom is in good standing with, having several trade agreements and arranging a marriage between Niluva Malar and the prince from the other kingdom to strengthen their ties.

Mate:
Niluva does not have a mate currently, but her parents have arranged for her to marry the young prince, Jarden, from their neighboring kingdom when she is older.

History:
Niluva Malar is the second child born to the King and Queen of the Sahasi kingdom. When her mother saw that her child's fur was split into two colors, she tried to hide it from the other nobles in the kingdom. For both her child and her sake, knowing there would be many rumors and superstitions spreading throughout the kingdom if they learned about Niluva. The Queen's tricks worked for a few years, but Niluva was active and didn't really know why it is important to her mother why she followed the many rules put in place whenever she was with other nobility. So one day she accidently revealed her dual colored coat. Even though the group her mother was entertaining was small, soon all the nobility knew about the princess' "condition" and that was all they would talk about.

Superstitions and rumors spread throughout the court, some saying she was cursed or had an evil spirit, others saying that the Queen must have done something while pregnant that resulted in Niluva's unique coloration. Some of the nobles did not care if the young princess was within earshot when they said these things, and while Niluva did not understand everything, she understood that hurtful things were said about her. She would often find a corner to go and be alone; as the others would often stare at her openly like if she was some weird creature. Her mother, trying to keep up her own image, never tried to find Niluva to comfort her leaving that to her son and the King. Even with the comfort and encouraging words from her brother and father, Niluva Malar began to loath the royal courts and the other nobility for their hurtful words and stares.

A few months later, she was in the gardens by herself when she found an injured bird. Gently picking up the small animal, Niluva took it to the healer who had a small place behind the castle. She had always been afraid of the old wolf and her house, but the bird was injured and she wasn't going to let her fear stop her from getting the little bird cared for. The healer, Yura, welcomed the young princess eagerly and got to work on the injured bird. Niluva watch Yura work with avid attention and she was almost disappointed when the healer was finished. For a few moments the princess was able to fully enjoy herself and forget about the problems she was having with the other nobles. Since the bird had to stay at the healers for awhile until it was fully healed, the young wolf would go to Yura's house to see how it was doing. The healer accepted Niluva and treated her normally, not like royalty or something weird because of the colors of her fur. Soon, Nliuva was using the injured bird as an excuse to visit Yura.

Several weeks later, after releasing the bird, Niluva asked the healer if she could teach the princess some of the methods for healing. It took a lot of convincing, but in the end Yura agreed to train the young wolf in the art of healing. To the healer's surprise, Niluva had a gift when it came to healing, quickly soaking up all the information Yura gave her and always eager for more. It was such a shame that the princess had to hide her new joy from her parents, but such activities would be frowned upon by those in the royal court as well as with the Queen.


Family:
Parents: Presumed Deceased
Kasanlo (Brother): alive


Acceptance:
While Niluva fully accepts who she is, it wasn't always like that for her and it took some progress along with help from her family and Yura.


From a very young age, Niluva knew she was different. Her mother would apply a sort of cream or powder over half her body and would not let anyone from the court close to the princess. Niluva hated how the cream felt on her fur, but loved how it would make her "even" and "beautiful" like her mother said it did. It was a few years later that she accidentally blew her cover so to speak at one of her mother's events. Immediately she heard the whispers and saw the stares directed her way. The few words she heard scared her and she immediately ran away to her room. Her mother later visited Niluva and told the young princess that she wasn't angry at her and that Niluva must continue to go to the events because it was her duty as royalty.

So Niluva continued to go to the parties and balls, even the small functions her mother held every so often, but constantly hearing rumors, the superstitions that there was a part of her that was evil was beginning to wear down her usually happy demeanor. Her appetite decreased and she began to lose some weight. The King was concerned for his daughter and several times spoke with her, telling the young female to ignore what the others said about her and that she was beautiful. It worked, in a way, but anytime she was with other nobility that talked bad about her or stares at her openly, she would draw away from everyone and grew to hate the other nobility. She would bounce back a bit a few days later, her father's words that she was beautiful and that they just couldn't see it ringing in her ears. Her older brother, Kasanlo, picked up on her distress and did his best to cheer up his little sister when she was sadder than usual. He, along with the help of the healer, Yura, boosted the princess' confidence and while the occasional words about her appearance still stung, she knew that to those that love and truly know her she was beautiful.

While Niluva was perfectly fine about her appearance, she started to consider the lighter half of her fur as her "royalty" side, the side that must be perfect for the royal court. Her darker half was the side that was allowed to enjoy the gardens, help Yura and learn from her, and watch her brother practice with his sword. She felt like two completely different people at times. Royal Niluva Malar would do this and not do this; she had to think a certain way when with other nobles. While normal Niluva could do what she wanted and think however she liked. The princess mentioned how she felt like two different people to her brother once and he offered a solution, behave in the court like she would normal behave when not around nobility, within reason of course.

"Why do you care what they think? Their talk is like the jabbering of birds, they only care about the having the most scandalous tidbits. If there is a part of you they won't like, who cares. They will have their gossip and move on when something else catches their interest, and what you did or said will be forgotten.

"

Niluva took his words to heart, and while it took a little bit of time and she was still on the quiet side, but she soon began to speak out more in the royal court, especially if someone was being wronged or she disagreed with something strongly. Over time, she began to feel whole, no longer like two separate people and while there was still that switch between the royal court and when she was away from the other nobles, she had to keep some appearances after all, it didn't feel as drastic as before. Now she picks clothing and jewelry that brought out the best of both colors of her fur and she isn't bothered when someone makes a comment about her fur. She has fully accepted herself and how she looks.

"I like to think of myself as not just being one flavor, but two. You get bored with just one flavor after awhile, two keeps things interesting and that's what I'm interesting in a good way. It might take awhile to get use to, but after awhile, you can go back to just having one flavor, one taste, because then it tastes pretty lifeless."

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

[The Agency]

Pet's ID Tag:27
Image of pet
Name You'd Choose for It:Pastel
Species/Breed:Canine,i think it looks like a fennec fox.
Gender:Male,i think,it doesn't say!
Reason You Want It:One word.CUTE.He is just adorable!I will do the most i can with him
History/Background/Other:Pastel is a loving canine.No matter what they say Pastel will always smile.
Art:(not needed but extra credit)
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.

This has not been touched for 2 months.

1. i took a month or two off due to personal issues and technical issues.
2. your form is too short.


code drop sometime tonight, finish up forms.

[The Agency]

Playlist
(These are some of Somatra's favorite songs. You have the option of listening to this while you read my form, but it's not mandatory.)
◘ All the Way Up
◘ Up, Up, and Away
◘ Watch Me (Remix Edition)
◘ Calling All the Monsters
◘ Crank It Up
◘ Jitter Doll
◘ Reincarnation
◘ Got Dynamite
◘ Acting Out
◘ Just Your Problem Baby




Pet's ID Tag:
Kennel #6luna

Donor:
wesleydog

Reason You Want It:
The moment I saw this sweetie donated I knew I wanted her. Her gorgeous pale blue eyes and her simple design intrigued and fascinated me. Usually I'll go for the flashier, more complex designs, but every once in awhile, a truly beautiful, simple character will catch my eye and I'll feel drawn towards him/her. This time, it happened to be Somatra. This absolutely GORGEOUS wolf is amazing in every way - she is so beautiful with her bi-color fur and long, wispy tail. Her large ice-blue-tipped paws are lovely, as are her darker ears with such light interiors. The minute after I looked at her, I had an idea for her as a character. I knew somewhat of what I'd do with the sweetie if I won her. I'd put her on my Weebly character site and I would use her as a character here on CS, coloring art of her and trying my best to continue to write stories about her. I may also try to get art of her on DA, but I wouldn't actually use her as a character on there, as I'm not extremely active on that site, anyway.

Hex Codes:
Body - FDF0E0 827565
Paw Pads and Interior of Ears - CFE8FD
Exterior of Ears - 827565 1C0E06
Nose - FEFEFE 1C0E06
Eyes - B4EDEA
Teeth - FEFFC4
Tongue - BE3D3D 842727
Interior of Mouth - 663E3E 462929
Claws - FEFEFE
Accessories - A9A9A9

Proportions:
Height (including head) - 100 cm (approximately 39 inches)
Shoulder Height (paw to shoulder) - 70 cm (approximately 28 inches)
Weight - 33 kg (approximately 73 lbs)
Length (snout to tail) - 238 cm (94 inches)
Length (tail excluded) - 127 cm (50 inches)
Tail Length - 111 cm (approximately 44 inches)

Species/Breed:
Wolf
(Has Maned Wolf and Dhole in her ancestry.)

Name:
Somatra

Name Pronunciation:
sum-MAH-trah

Name Origin:
Indian (Sanskrit)

Name Meaning:
Greater Than the Moon

Nicknames:
Som or Soma
Artemis (Art or Artie/Arty)
Luna (Lu, Loo-Loo/Lu-Lu, or Li-Li/Lee-Lee)

Gender:
Cis-sexual Female

Sexual Orientation:
Gray-A Heteromantic Asexual



Relationship Status:
Single
She's not looking for a mate, and she's also not interested in getting a boyfriend.

Birthday, Birthstone, and Zodiac:
November 21 - Topaz and Citrine - Scorpio - ♏

Who first comes to this world below
With drear November's fog and snow,
Should prize the topaz's amber hue,
Emblem of friends and lovers true.

Type of Eater:
Omnivore

Medical Issues:
Perfume Intolerance
Balsam of Peru Allergy
Cigarette Smoke Allergy
Tacycardia

Phobias:
Claustrophobia- Fear of confined spaces.
Aichmophobia- Fear of needles or pointed objects.
Kakorrhaphiophobia- Fear of failure or defeat.

Favorites:
Color - Any shade of blue
Month - November
Seasons - Fall and Winter
Weather - Cold (not snowy or rainy; just crisp and chilly)
Times of Day - Twilight and Midnight
Holidays - Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas
Fish - Leafy Seadragon
Insect - Glasswinged Butterfly
Reptiles - Caroline Anole and Caspian Whipsnake
Mammal - Platypus
Marine Mammals - Sea Otter and Beluga Whale
Birds - Brown Violetear, Blue-chinned Sapphire, Black-throated Mango, and Black-chinned Hummingbird
Plants - Lagerstroemia Indica, Lagerstroemia Speciosa, Pinus Hwangshanensis, Pinus Kesiya, and Tsunga
Meal - Dinner
Dishes - Steak with Spicy Olive Pesto, Chile-Lime Cucumbers, Creamy Garlic Mashed Potatoes, and Creamy Lemon-Pepper Orzo with Grilled Chicken
Food - Beef (from Steak to Strips, she will literally eat any type of beef - additionally, she will also eat almost any dish or meal with beef in it.)
Fruits - Mango, Papaya, and Jicama
Vegetables - Bamboo and Artichokes
Grain - Corn
Seed - Pumpkin
Drink - Sonics Ocean Water
Wristbands - Carefree 2, Venice Bear, and Uncharted

Least Favorites:
Colors - Neon Lime Green, Lime Green, Forest Green, Sunshine Yellow, and Peptobismol Pink
Month - August
Season - Summer
Weather - Hot (100 degree weather or any weather where one can sweat profusely)
Time of Day - 12 o'clock (Noon)
Holiday - Valentine's Day
Food - Olives (green, black, Greek, etc.)

Personality:

Your Element: Water
Your Ruling Planets: Pluto
Symbol: The Scorpion
Life Pursuit: To survive against all opposition
Scorpio's Secret Desire: To triumph

Sassy and Talkative
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra is very sassy and outspoken. She doesn't care who is listening - she'll give you a piece of her mind if she feels like it. If her views are different from yours and you decide to engage in conversation with her, she'll be sure to stand her ground. She never gives in, particularly in a fight. Sometimes she'll just walk away if she doesn't want to continue the conversation. She HATES being wrong, and will go to great lengths to avoid admitting as much to her opponents - but if she's been proven wrong, she'll begrudgingly admit it.

Obstinate
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra doesn't give a rip about what people think about her. She doesn't care about what's popular. As long as she looks good, she could care less if she's "in style" or not. She is very firm in her beliefs, as she knows what's right and wrong, and no amount of popular opinions will sway her. Somatra is very stubborn, and won't change her opinions, regardless of what others say. When she puts her mind to something, it gets done and gets done well.

Prideful
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra is very prideful. Even though she doesn't have a lot of money, she tries to give off the impression that she's well off in life. She hates pity, and can't stand getting "hand outs" from others. She can't stand it if people look at her in a weird way, as she knows that they are only feeling badly for her. She doesn't trust anyone for this reason, and can seem quite "high and mighty" if you talk to her. This is a sort of unconscious defense mechanism, as she doesn't want to admit that she needs help even with the most basic things, such as paying bills or getting enough food. Somatra walks with her head held high, even if she feels as low as a worm crawling on the ground. Appearance is everything to her, and Somatra believes that if one gives off a good impression that one can go far in life.

Independent
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra hasn't ever been really dependent on others, as she was abandoned at a young age and had to deal with the real world far earlier than one would normally have to. She is very self-reliant, and prides herself on being able to take care of herself without any help from anyone else. She hates asking for help, and makes a point of figuring out her own issues and problems. If she really needs to ask someone for help she will, but only as a last resort.
Somatra is particularly independent in her thoughts of romance. She doesn't want a boyfriend, as she feels one would only slow down her busy life and add more drama to an already hectic lifestyle. She knows she is confident enough to not need a guy, and that she can take care of herself perfectly well enough without one.

Graceful
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra is unexpectedly graceful. One would never expect such grace and fluid movement out of one so boisterous and loudmouthed. Beings who know her well are always shocked to find out that she's a professional dancer, as most wouldn't guess that her harsh demeanor would give way to such a seemingly gentle and delicate hobby. Though, when they voice these opinions, Somatra is quick to tell them that ballet is actually very difficult to perform, as it takes a lot of strength and motivation to perform it accurately.

Easily-Irritated
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra isn't always irritated, but if she's in a bad mood, she'll snap at you easily. Once angry or irritated, not much will stop her from going down a path of destruction. One of the few times she has no self control is when she's furious, and with her bad temper, this is more frequently than she'd like to admit. She frequently gets frustrated when having to deal with people whom she perceives as less knowledgeable than herself, and she'll often seem a little more harsh and demeaning towards these people. In general, she tends to have a bad attitude due to the low blows life has dealt her, and she can sometimes appear angry at the world because of this - but in reality, she is a very sensitive being who has a very hard outer shell that can be difficult to crack.

Intelligent
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra has always been intelligent. Since her childhood, she's always asked questions - her curiosity always seemed to consume her. While she'll be the first to admit that she doesn't know everything, she tends to be more knowledgeable than the average bear about most subjects. She was always studious as a child, and got excellent grades in her early years of schooling. The amount of knowledge she possesses sometimes gives her a puffed-up attitude, and she can sometimes seem as if she's lording her intelligence over others; if she appears to be doing this, she doesn't mean to - it's entirely in her subconscious, and has become a habit for her to do so, so she doesn't really realize she's partaking in this action.

Shy
[♥♥♥♥♥]
Somatra isn't shy at all. She's very gregarious and social, and doesn't like staying quiet for too long. Due to her extroverted nature, you'll rarely find her staying quiet if she's in a room of beings she knows. If she is quiet in a crowded room, it's solely because she's uncomfortable or she doesn't know anyone there and doesn't feel inclined to become anyone's acquaintance.


Hobbies:
Dance - Ballet
Somatra is very passionate about dancing. She adores it and enjoys being able to express herself so perfectly using an artistic outlet that doesn't use the spoken language, but instead focuses on movement and motion to express emotion. There are times, while dancing, that she feels as if she can really fly; that she can soar through the sky and never fall.



History:
"I don't like getting dizzy. It's not that I fear it - I mean, how could I when I deal with it on a daily basis? I just don't like it at all. If I stand up too quickly, I lose my balance and struggle to stay upright. Usually I black out and hear a rushing sound in my ears, too. This is due to my Tachycardia. The only times where my equilibrium isn't off are midnight and twilight."
"That's very odd," said the doctor, scribbling down notes on a clipboard. "Why do you think this is?"
Somatra practically rolled her eyes. "I just TOLD you why I thought it is so."
The doctor shrugged. "No need to get testy, I was just asking."
"Yeah, well, try using some common sense once in awhile and you wouldn't NEED to ask," she fired back, standing and leaping down from the bed. "I'm leaving." She flicked her tail indignantly. "This is ridiculous. I'll deal with my own problems, thanks." She walked out of the office, ignoring the doctor's persistence.
He followed her outside. "Please, miss, we really do need to give you a proper medical examination. You're not well, and I would love to help you, miss, perhaps by prescribing a certain drug - "
"Yeah, one that'll cost me a paw and an ear? I don't THINK so," she spat back, continuing to walk forward along the cold road.
"Please, miss, wait! If money's an issue, our clinic is willing to give you the first month for free!"
"Yeah, and after the first month, you'll sucker punch me with premiums as high as a skyscraper. As I said before - NO THANKS."
"Just stay a minute and we can talk this over, miss!"
When he grabbed her by the tail, she swiveled around and bit him without a second thought.
He jerked away, flicking the blood off of his hand.
"Let me go!" she snarled, baring her teeth and growling.
The doctor backed off immediately. "I...I...I sincerely apologize, miss."
"That's better," she spat, her fur still standing on end.
"It was wrong of me to grab you, but..."
"But WHAT?" she snarled, her tail bushing up to twice its normal size.
"I care about each of my patients, and want each of them to survive. Without our medical help, miss, I fear you won't live much longer."
"Then so be it."
"But, miss - "
She leapt at him, baring her teeth and growling once again. "Buzz off!"
He turned around and walked back into the clinic, a sad look on his face as he sighed.
"Serves him right," she muttered crossly, turning around and racing down the cobblestone street. "No one grabs me and gets away with it."

She slipped through a hole in the wall, almost scratching her fur on the sharp slivers of wood sticking out from the bent piece. She had calmed down since her encounter, and was frustrated as she circled around thrice, curling into a ball to ward off the cold. The wind blew through the ramshackle house, and chilled her to the bone most days. Somatra sighed, remembering with a smile what the week held for her. "Ballet practice. Swan Lake," she murmured before falling asleep in the old house, creaky and dust-filled as it was.
Bright and early she rolled off of the royal blue pillow that she slept on each night. She trotted through her house after stretching, carefully stepping over the weaker spots in the floor so she wouldn't fall through to the basement below. Somatra found the full-length mirror in an abandoned room and practiced her steps, being sure to mask her normal expression and emotions and put on the ones of Odette, the main character whom she was planning to try out for. She practiced as her teacher did - standing on her hind legs and twirling, using her body to convey emotion, always trying her hardest to stay on the tips of her toes. Go big or go home, she thought, determined as she did the steps over and over. "I WILL get the lead," she said, nodding her head in determination after pirouetting and curtseying, ending her first practice session of the day.
Somatra dealt with her dizziness quite well. It was worse during mornings and evenings, so she struggled through practicing her steps every morning and night, but during her mid-day practice sessions, she didn't have any issues at all. She learned to find a point and focus on it - a tip drilled into her head from years of ballet practice. This helped the dizziness pass quickly, and helped her to stay steady as she leapt and twirled through her dance steps.
The next morning, she walked into the ballet studio, head held high and tutu as straight as she could make it, the deep amber hue standing out against her bi-color fur. She had found the tutu in the garbage two weeks before, and had inspected it to find out why it had been thrown there in the first place. It had been ripped in several places, worn by repetitive usage over a long period of time. Somatra had tugged it through the snow into her shack of a house and sewn it back together, though it wasn't the best work. She was the first to admit it didn't look very pretty - sewing was not her strong-suit. If she'd only asked any one of the ballet teachers to give her a tutu, they were required to give her one - it was the company policy. However, Somatra refused to do this, preferring to fend for herself than grovel to her instructors.
"Good morning, class!" greeted the teacher, a large black and white rat in a pink tutu. A pistachio-green bow was tied around one of her ears, and her accent was clearly Russian. She stood on her back legs on tiptoe as she walked around, looking at her many students lined up along the bar in front of the mirror-filled wall. "Today we will be practicing for our upcoming performance, Swan Lake. From how you each perform today, I shall be choosing the roles in the play. As most of you lovelies already know, there are very few main roles, so most of you will have supporting roles. But keep in mind that each role is very important, and we will have an understudy for every main role. So, my lovelies, begin!" Clapping her paws, she flicked her long, skinny tail, motioning for the pianist to start the music.
Somatra took a deep breath, sighing as the first notes were played. With a look of determination, she started to dance.

She performed adequately, and while she knew her performance wasn't perfect, she thought it was better than some of the other students. I WILL get the lead, she thought once more, standing on her tiptoes with the rest of the students as they awaited their teacher's decision. Ms. Alena had gone to speak with two other teachers who had watched each student perform. They had retired to a room through oak doors, and were speaking in hushed tones so that none of the students could hear them - even the ones with superb hearing.
The rat suddenly threw open the doors, and daintily walked out, the other two teachers flanking her on either side. Her hips swayed as they always did, and her tutu looked as elegant as it always had as she came to a halt before the students, stepping forward and breaking rank for only a couple minutes. "Hello again, class."
"Greetings, Ms. Alena," the class answered in unison.
"We have made our decisions. Prince Siegfried, the main male lead, will be played by Jeremy. His understudy will be Rodger."
Jeremy threw a fist in the air as he jumped. "Yes!" he cheered quietly.
Rodger clapped him on the back. "Good job, buddy."
Ms. Alena demanded silence, and once she was given it, she continued with the announcements. "Rothbart, the only villain role, will be played by Simon. His understudy will be Juliet."
Juliet blinked in shock. She raised her paw tentatively. "Ms. Alena?"
"Yes, dear?"
"I'm a girl."
"Why, yes, my darling."
"Why did you cast me as an understudy for a male role, then?"
"You will perform adequately as the villainess, my dear, if the need arises. You and Simon are both rabbits, and you both will make excellent antagonists."
"But, Ms. Alena, I am quite shy..."
"I am aware of that, yes," the rat said, nodding with a smile on her face. "However, I know you will rise to the occasion if Simon cannot make it and you will perform well. I have all the faith in the world invested in you, my dear, and I know you can do anything you put your mind to. And if we need to change the villain to a villainess, then so be it."
"Yes, Ms. Alena," said Juliet, nodding as she timidly stepped back in line.
"Now, Simon, do you object to your role?"
He smiled, his face bright with happiness. "No, Ms. Alena, I am quite pleased you chose me to perform as the villain."
"Good. Now, as for the next role: Odile."
Somatra scrunched up her face. What a horrible character, she thought. I pity the sap that gets stuck with her role. She is such an evil enchantress, and is quite mean the entire length of the play. She's a brat...really, there's nothing good about the character at all, what with her being ordered around by her father to do his dirty work and her apathetic and whiny attitude.
"Now, for those of you thinking that she's the worst character of the bunch, I'd disagree," continued the rat. "Rothbart is the worst character of the bunch, in my professional opinion. Odile is only second-worst."
The class giggled.
"However, she is most necessary for the play. One cannot omit her character, as she plays a major part in Siegfried's deception. The reason I say this is because before we even agreed to hold auditions for the main roles in this play, many students were worried that they would get the role of Odile. Trust me, my lovelies, Odile may be a nasty character, but she is very important to the entire play. Now, with that out of the way," she continued, standing a little higher as she smiled, "the student to play Odile will be Somatra. Her understudy will be Ruby."
"WHAT?!" Ruby crowed, a shocked expression on her face. "I WANTED TO BE THE UNDERSTUDY FOR ODETTE!"
With all that screaming, I can see why she was picked as the understudy for Odile, though Somatra, a cross expression on her face as she glared at her understudy.
"If you object," said Ms. Alena, "then I shall choose someone else."
"I object," she spat hotly, huffing out something about the nerve of her teacher to pick her for such a disgusting role.
"You are hereby suspended from this ballet studio," Ms. Alena said calmly. "Gentleman? Would you please escort her out?"
The two male teachers at her sides nodded, and approached Ruby slowly.
"WHAT?!" Ruby crowed once more. "You didn't kick out Juliet when SHE objected to your choice!"
"She disagreed respectfully - you did not." Sighing after rubbing her temples, she continued. "You may return after our performance of Swan Lake. You may attend the performance to watch it, but you will not be performing in it. Your money for these classes will be refunded if you so wish it."
"OF COURSE I WISH IT!" she shrieked, pulled out by the two teachers. "YOU'LL BE HEARING FROM MY LAWYER ABOUT THIS!" she yelled behind her as she was taken out of the room.
Once Ruby's shrieks could no longer be heard, Ms. Alena spoke. "Somatra, your new understudy will be Brittany."
Brittany nodded as she made her way over to stand next to Somatra. "Ms. Alena?" she asked, holding her pale gold paw high into the air.
"Yes, dearest?"
"I don't feel I am suited for the role of Odile. I am...well...I am far too nice a wolf."
The class snickered.
Robert loudly whispered to Jeremy, "She's got that right. She wouldn't even throw my eraser out after she'd heard my mom gave me the hideous thing. Wanted me to do it instead."
"Hush!" snapped the teacher. Once the class had quieted, she responded to Brittany's statement. "Dearest, that's the very reason I chose you to be the understudy. A being sometimes acts better in a role not like herself. If I would've given you the role of Odette I'm sure you would've played her beautifully - but I'm sure you'll do just as well playing Odile, should Somatra become unable to do so."
Brittany nodded. "Yes, Ms. Alena." She stepped back, now standing beside Somatra.
The rat continued. "The role of Odette will be played by Snowflake. Her understudy will be Frittata."
Both white wolves made their way to each other, hugging with smiles upon their faces. "Congrats," murmured Frittata.
"Thanks," Snowflake said, her smile as wide as it possibly could've been.
"Now that the roles have been dished out, let us commence with the script-taking!" Ms. Alena handed out the script to each student and gave out different colored highlighters to the main leads. "Please highlight your parts and practice them. I expect you all to have at least one-third of this memorized and properly practiced by next class session." Clapping her paws, she commanded the attention of the students for one final moment. "Practice hard and you will do well, my lovelies. Class is dismissed. Please leave the markers in the bucket by the door once you are finished highlighting your parts."
Somatra finished before everyone else and exited the building, feeling utterly crushed that she didn't receive the part she had practiced so hard for. And of COURSE the fully-white wolves get the role of Odette. I'm certain that's why I wasn't chosen - my odd coloring sets me too far apart. And when Odile impersonates Odette, I'll have to be painted to look just like Snowflake. It's just not fair!
Brittany soon caught up with her. "Hey, wait up, Lu!"
Somatra briefly smiled at her shortened nickname. Many beings still called her Luna, after her fascination with the moon when she was a youngster. "What do you want, Brit?"
"Can we practice together tomorrow? Seeing as we both need to get the steps down, I think it'll be most effective if we both practice together."
"Sure, where's your place at?"
"Oh, that's right, I forgot - you don't know where we live, since we moved recently."
Somatra nodded, waiting for her response.
"We live just down the street. Make a left, and you'll find us. Actually, why don't you just follow me home? I'd love to introduce you to my dad."
Somatra nodded once more, silent as she followed the purple wolf home. "Wow, you're really close to the studio," she said, arriving at the apartment moments later.
"Yup - it's one of the reasons dad decided to move. He wanted to live next door to me, and since I was close to the studio, that's where he moved to." She smiled, flicking her tail happily. "He even managed to get the apartment right next door to mine."
"That's lucky," Somatra said, wiping her paws on the welcome mat before her.
"Dad?" Brittany called in, tentatively stepping onto the threshold. "You here?"
"In the kitchen."
"I've brought a friend over. We're going to be practicing our ballet, but I thought I'd introduce you two first."
"Oh, bring that friend right on in here!"
Brittany led Somatra through the carpeted, beige room to the kitchen, with tile and a running fridge, oven, and stove. "That's my dad, Buster," she said, nodding to the old wolf sitting at the table, eating a baloney sandwich. "Dad, this is Somatra, a friend of mine from ballet class."
"Pleased to meet you," he said, setting down the sandwich and unsteadily getting to his paws. "Sorry, I'm a bit slower these days - arthritis and all," he explained, reaching out a shaky paw.
Somatra shook it. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."
"My, she's very lovely," said Buster, smiling at his daughter. "You always did have the best taste in friends. Wish I had as much luck."
Brittany joshed her father playfully. "Well, if you'd get out more, maybe you would!"
He laughed. "Go and practice your ballet, dear. I'll be waiting for you when you're finished - but please, take your time."
"Will do," she said, waving a paw as she led Somatra out.
When they got to her apartment they entered quickly, shutting the door behind her and locking it. Brittany flicked on a light and led her friend to a room entirely made of mirrors and bars. "It's small, but it'll do for this practice session, I suppose," said Brittany. "Let me get changed and pull my hair up, and then we'll start, okay?"
Somatra nodded, in awe of the room before her.
Brittany ran off to the bathroom to freshen up. A couple minutes later she returned, her hair pulled up in a bun. "Okay, let's start!" she said, hitting a button on the boombox on the floor.

Three hours later, they had memorized a fraction of what they needed to by the end of the week. Somatra was tired. "I think I'll call it a day," she said, packing her things up.
"Please, feel free to take a shower," Brittany said. "I'm going over to my dad's for a couple hours to watch TV. Just ring the doorbell when you're finished, so I know to come back and lock up."
Somatra blinked in shock. "You'd trust me enough to do that?"
"Of course! You're my friend. You won't steal from me." Brittany laughed as she waved goodbye. "Just lock the door behind you - the bottom one, not the top. I'll get in later to lock that. Bye!"
Somatra was left in the lavish apartment, and found her way to the bathroom. She took the longest shower she ever had, relishing in the hot water and sweet-smelling soap, both things she didn't have at home. "Cold water and scratchy soap," she murmured, remembering the dismal place she lived. She dried off, shocked at the softness of the towels. "I didn't know towels could be this soft," she murmured, burying her face in one of them. She sighed, hanging it back up over the curtain rod to dry. She grabbed her bag and left, locking the bottom lock behind her. She rung the doorbell of the room next door, and after making sure Brittany had locked up her apartment, she left, heading back to her dusty, old house.

For the next three weeks, Somatra and Brittany memorized the steps they needed to perform adequately for the teacher on dress rehearsal night. Eventually, they moved their practice sessions to Snowflake's lavish mansion, where most of the students practiced together, so as to get a better feel for how the actual dress rehearsal would go.
One day while Somatra was at Snowflake's house for practice, she tripped and ripped her tutu.
"Oh no!" Snowflake cried. "It's okay, Somatra! My seamstress will fix that right up for you, free of charge."
Somatra had to hold herself back. She would've leapt at the white wolf and pinned her to the ground if she hadn't checked her fury. "It's fine," she said through gritted teeth, standing slowly to make sure she hadn't broken any limbs. "I'll fix it myself. Where's your sewing kit?"
Snowflake led her to the seamstress's room. "See to it that she has everything she needs," Snowflake demanded of the humble older wolf. Turning to Somatra, she smiled. "Just tell her when you're finished and she'll lead you back to us."
Somatra nodded, digging around in the pile of sophisticated tools. "All I need is some needle and orange thread," she said, pawing through the pile of odd items.
The older wolf pulled out exactly what she needed and handed them to her. "If you need any help, just ask."
"I'll be fine on my own, thanks."
Somatra managed to stitch up her outfit better than she had previously.
"You look like you need a new one," the older wolf said with a smile. "That one is pretty worn. It's clear that you love dancing, my dear."
Somatra nodded, slipping it back on. "It's fine, but thanks anyway. Could you please show me the way back to the practice room?"
"Of course, dear."
Somatra returned moments later, and danced the rest of the night without any problems whatsoever.
What she didn't notice was the subtle look the old wolf gave Snowflake.

Three days before the dress rehearsal, Somatra showed up to ballet practice as usual at Snowflake's house, seeing Brittany there in her pink tutu. "Hi, Somatra! You have a gift from Snowflake!"
Somatra frowned, puzzled. "My birthday isn't until far after the performance. What is this for?"
Snowflake giggled as she hugged Somatra around the neck. "We're friends, silly. And friends don't let friends go wanting for something as simple as clothing."
Somatra continued to frown, giving Snowflake a confused look.
"Just open it!" Brittany said, excited to see what her friend was receiving.
Somatra slowly opened the green package, lifting the ribboned-lid off slowly. She gasped as she saw what lay inside: an amber leotard and tutu set with ballet slippers and a tiara.
"Now you don't have to wear that ratty thing! You'll look beautiful for the performance!" Snowflake said, smiling as her tail wagged happily.
"How can I repay you?" asked Somatra, her eyes filling with tears.
"I all ready told you - we're friends. This is a GIFT - you don't owe me anything."
Somatra hugged Snowflake as hard as she possibly could have. "Oh, Snowflake! To think I didn't even like you in the beginning! Thank you so much!"
Snowflake laughed, hugging her new friend back. "Soma, you silly pup - I've always thought highly of you. I was surprised YOU didn't get the role of Odette!"

On performance night, Somatra was dressed in her new amber tutu and leotard set, the ballet slippers fitting her perfectly. The only thing she didn't wear was the tiara, as it didn't match her role in the play.
Ms. Alena was pleased to see that everyone showed up, except for Simon. "Juliet?" she said, calling over the timid rabbit. "You've practiced all your choreography, right, dearest?"
"Yes, Ms. Alena."
"I regret to inform you that Simon broke his leg yesterday, and cannot be in the play. He's in the audience though, so you will see your dear friend."
Juliet nodded, already guessing what her teacher would say next.
"You'll be filling in as Rothbart."
Juliet gulped nervously. "Y-Y-Y-Yes, Ms. Alena."
The rat hugged the rabbit. "You'll do fine. I believe in you."
Juliet nodded, a slightly less nervous look in her eyes as she turned to prance out on stage.
"Ah, but wait, dear! We've got to do a wardrobe change!"
Juliet glanced down at her white leotard and matching tutu. "Oops."
"Come along, dear!" And with those words, the rat swept the rabbit away backstage to do some last minute changes.
Somatra sighed, feeling a tad bit nervous about the performance.
Brittany was beside her, smiling as she squeezed her friend's paw. "We're going to be great."
"Soma!" loudly whispered a voice behind her.
Somatra turned, looking back at the two white wolves behind her.
Snowflake raced over, hugged Somatra and bopped her ears. "Break a leg!" she said before racing off to the other side of the stage with her companion, the velvet curtain not yet raised for the show to start.
Somatra smiled when she looked over at Brittany. She squeezed her friend's paw back. "Yeah, we are."

After the performance, Somatra got many compliments from audience members. She stopped by to see Simon in his wheelchair and signed his cast before she left the building. "Sorry you couldn't make it," she said, giving him a sorrowful look.
Simon just laughed. "I think Juliet did a better Rothbart that I would have! She was amazing."
"She did do well," Somatra agreed, smiling as she remembered the performance once again.
After saying goodbye to everyone, she walked home. To get to her house, she had to pass Brittany's, and as she passed it, she almost ran into the purple and gold wolf.
Somatra stopped her for a moment. "Brit? Can I ask a favor?"
"Sure."
"Can you sleep over at my house tonight?"
Brittany frowned. "Really? You've never invited me over."
"I think it's time I show someone where I live."
Brittany nodded, and ran up the stairs to her apartment. When she came back down, she was holding a pillow and sleeping bag. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, instead of hanging lose at her shoulders as it normally was. "Let's go!"

After spending the night at Somatra's house, Brittany was concerned for her friend. She managed to talk Snowflake into helping her raise money to pay for renovations for her friend's house, and after having multiple yard sales and three bake sales, they managed to scrape up enough money to pay for their gift to Somatra.
One day, when Somatra returned home from ballet practice, she couldn't get into her home due to the workers. "What are you all DOING here?" she roared, furious that someone would be ransacking her house.
"We're fixing up the house as we were ordered, miss."
"And WHO ordered you to do THAT?!"
"A white wolf by the name of Snowflake Sim."
Somatra blinked in shock. "What did you say?" she asked quietly.
"She told us that all your personal items were at Brittany Barker's house, and that you could easily find your way there."
Somatra simply nodded, numb with shock as she turned and walked back down the way she'd come. She climbed up the stairs to Brittany's apartment and knocked on the door. When it opened, she looked up at her friend with tears in her eyes. "Was this your idea?"
"Yes..." she said hesitantly. "Are you mad at me?"
"Mad?!" Somatra asked hoarsely, trying not to break down sobbing. "I'm happy!" She stumbled into the house and heard Brittany close the door behind her, locking it shut. "Only...where will I sleep?"
"You can stay over here for as long as you'd like."
"Where's my mirror?"
"At my dad's. There wasn't room for it in here, but everything else you own is in the guest bedroom."
Somatra nodded again, sitting down on the carpeted floor. "What can I say to show you how much I appreciate this?"
"Nothing at all, Luna," said Brittany with a smile. "Snowflake and I are your friends - this is just what friends do. We look out for each other."
Somatra's eyes filled with tears, and they rolled down her cheeks in fat drops. "Thank you. Thank you so much."
Brittany hugged her friend. "You're welcome."



Art:
By nevaeh-lee
By Ardra
By Shibi
Lines by Soulsplosion and coloring by me (booklover789)
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Lines by Blueh and coloring by me (booklover789)

GIF:

Lines by Soulsplosion. Coloring by me (booklover789). GIF made using makeagif.com .

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

[booklover789]

Oh my word, thank you so much for Somatra! There were such good forms out there that I wondered if I would really win her! Thanks so much!

[Lirrie]

May we suggest thing to the agency?

[Tripp]

shoot me a message either on the agency account or my main one. just title it something like "agency suggestions" so i know its not spam

[Breezeyheart]

Pet's ID Tag:
Kennel #37.

Name You'd Choose for It:
WIP, still choosing it.
I though her original name fitted her so well, but Sliver is very common and kinda of over-used name.

Origin:
Unknown, because the name is a WIP currently.

Name meaning:
Unknown, because the name is a WIP currently.

Nickname(s):
Unknown, because the name is a WIP currently.

Species/Breed:
Arctic Fox. (Vulpes lagopus)
Order: Carnivora
Family: Canidae
Genus: Vulpes

The arctic fox lives in some of the most frigid extremes on the planet but does not start to shiver until the temperature drops to −70 °C (−94 °F). Among its adaptations for survival in the cold is its dense, multi-layered, pelage which provides excellent insulation,[4][5] a system of counter-current heat exchange in the circulation within the paws to retain core temperature, and a good supply of body fat. The fox has a low surface area to volume ratio, as evidenced by its generally compact body shape, short muzzle and legs, and short, thick ears. Since less of its surface area is exposed to the arctic cold, less heat escapes from the body. Its paws have fur on the soles for additional insulation and this helps it to walk on ice. The arctic fox has such keen hearing that it can determine exactly where a small animal is moving under the snow. When it has located its prey, it pounces and punches through the snow to catch its victim. Its fur changes color with the seasons: in most populations it is white in the winter to blend in with snow, while in the summer it is grayish-brown or darker brown. In some populations however it is a steely bluish-gray in the winter and a paler bluish-gray in summer.[4][6]

Arctic foxes do not hibernate and are active all year round. They build up their fat reserves in the autumn, sometimes increasing their body-weight by more than 50%. This provides greater insulation during the winter and a source of energy when food is scarce. They live in large dens in frost-free, slightly raised ground. These are complex systems of tunnels covering as much as 1,000 m2 (1,200 sq yd) and are often in eskers, long ridges of sedimentary material deposited in formerly glaciated regions. They have multiple entrances, and may have been in existence for many decades, and used by many generations of foxes.[7]

Arctic foxes tend to form monogamous pairs in the breeding season, and maintain a territory around the den. Breeding usually takes place in April and May, and the gestation period is about 52 days. Litters tend to average five to eight kits, but exceptionally contain as many as twenty-five (the largest litter size in the order Carnivora).[8] Both the mother and father help to raise the young, which emerge from the den when three to four weeks old, and are weaned by nine weeks of age.[7]

Gender:
Female.

Sexual orientation:
Straight/Heterosexual.

Relationship status:
Single.

Looking for a mate?
She is not currently interested in a mate.

Size/weight
The average head-and-body length of the male is 55 cm (22 in), with a range of 46 to 68 cm (18 to 27 in), while the female averages 52 cm (20 in) with a range of 41 to 55 cm (16 to 22 in).[11][4] The tail is about 30 cm (12 in) long in both sexes. The height at the shoulder is 25 to 30 cm (9.8 to 11.8 in).[12] On average males weigh 3.5 kg (7.7 lb), with a range of 3.2 to 9.4 kg (7.1 to 20.7 lb), while females average 2.9 kg (6.4 lb), with a range of 1.4 to 3.2 kg (3.1 to 7.1 lb).[4]

Diet:
Arctic foxes will generally eat any small animal they can find including lemmings, voles, other rodents, hares, birds, eggs and carrion. They scavenge on carcasses left by larger predators, such as wolves and polar bears, and in times of scarcity even eat their feces. In areas where they are present, lemmings are their most common prey,[7] and a family of foxes can eat dozens of lemmings each day. During April and May, the arctic fox also preys on ringed seal pups, when the young animals are confined to a snow den, and are relatively helpless. Fish beneath the ice are also part of the diet, and they also consume berries and seaweed, and may thus be considered omnivores.[9] This fox is a significant bird egg predator, excepting those of the largest tundra bird species.[10] If there is an overabundance of food, the arctic fox will bury the surplus as a reserve.
(Information from here)

Favorites:
Colors: Sliver, ocean blue, and mint green. Reasons: These colors are very common in the forest where she lives. They are also pleasing to the eye.
Seasons: Spring, summer and fall. Reasons: She loves to see the flowers bloom in the spring, and butterflies are normally everywhere you look. Summer is mostly good, she dislikes the very hot days, but she loves to swim in the river in the summertime.
Month: "You want to know my favorite month? Well, I don't even know what a month is, but I love the time of the year, when all of the flowers bloom in the forest. There always so many butterflies flying around the forest then."
The time of the year when the flowers are in bloom, and food is plentiful.
Weather: "My favorite weather? Rain and snow." Rain and snow. Reason: She loves rain, the sound of falling rain helps her sleep. And she loves it especially when it drizzles, since it tickles her belly through her thick fur. Since she has much thick fur, the chill of snowy weather doesn't bother her at all, in fact she loves it! She'll romp through the deep snow joyfully, and roll down hills in the wintertime with her raven right behind her.
Time of Day: Midnight. Reason: She loves it, because that is when the stars and the moon are at their brightest. This time is also easiest to see the northern nights as they ripple across the sky, high above the Canadian forest, which is where she lives.
Fish: WIP.
Insect: Butterflies. Reason: She loves butterflies, their beauty, their varying colors and sizes, and how they flutter gracefully through the sky. She secretly wishes she could fly like them, so she could see the world, that is beyond the boundaries of the Canadian forest. She wants to see what lies beyond thew forest, of which she calls her home.
Reptile(s): Lizards.
Mammal(s): Hares.
Marine Mammal(s): Dolphins. Reason: She loves dolphins, their cries, and she especially loves to watch them swim from the safety of the sea shore.
Bird(s): Ravens. Reason: She loves their playful personalities. She saved one once when it fell out of a nest, and broke it's wing when it was a chick. Since then, this raven has trusted her, and he follows her everywhere she goes.
Plants: WIP.


Dislikes:
Colors: Neon pink, neon orange, and blood red. Reason: These colors are unpleasing to the eye, in fact they hurt her eyes to look at neon pink or neon orange. Blood red, well she only sees this color when someone is hurt, and so, of course she doesn't like this color.
Seasons: Winter.
Weather: Very hot and humid weather. Reason: Well, this is pretty obvious. Her long thick fur coat isn't made for very hot and humid weather. It is made to keep her warm in temperatures that can drop to minus 70° Fahrenheit.
Time of Day: Noon. Reason: It's normally too hot and humid to do anything fun in the summertime. Otherwise she doesn't really mind this time of day.
Fish: WIP.
Insect(s): Spiders and roaches.
Reptile(s): Snakes.
Mammal(s): Wolverines, grizzly bears, polar bears, and wolves.
Marine Mammal(s): WIP.
Bird(s): Hawks. They will swoop down and kill a pup. Nuff said.
Plants: WIP.

Personality:
WIP, will edit tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.

Reason You Want It:
The minute that this lovely girl was donated, I fell instantly in love with her. I mean, how could you not? qvq. Those stunning and mesmerizing sky blue eyes, that marbled sliver/gray and white coat of fur. I knew that I just had to try for her, I mean I don't have a arctic fox character of any sort. If I do win , she would be a great addition to my character family. And she would have her own post in my character thread (the link to it: is in my signature.): which would be filled with stories, art, even comics about her, if I am lucky enough to win her. :3 I know this isn't the longest, but it is filled with the genuine reasons of why I want her. o3o.

History/Background/Other:
Prologue:
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Chapter one: The harsh winter.
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Chapter two: Hardships.
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Chapter three: The spring thaw.
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Chapter four: The stranger.
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Chapter five: Love is in bloom.
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Chapter six: Twenty six pups all in a row.
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Chapter seven: WIP title is WIP.
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Art:(not needed but extra credit)
WIP, currently working on getting a tablet so I can. :3

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