[moonlight_girl]

To try for this boy you have to tell me how he got his scars on the sholder.

I'll choose the winner once I think ther are enough entries.

Pay attention that most of these will close on the same day, so if you're trying for more than one, go for the ones you really want, since you can't win more than one a day.

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Type:[/b] Runner
[b]Height:[/b] 1,22 m
[b]Gender:[/b]Buck
[b]How did he get the scars:[/b]

Belongs to TwistedArtz

[fantasy girl]

Username: fantasy girl
Name: Beymir
Type: Runner
Height: 1,22 m
Gender:Buck
How did he get the scars: As a nuglet and as he grew up he was one of the rebellious little boys who liked to test his limits and rough house with his friends. Those scars are all from different incidents where he either slipped and landed on sharp rocks, thorns, the result of his friends's hooves striking down too hard, or simply went too close and aggravated moody barn cats they encountered when they snuck away from their mothers.

[NuclearCaiman]

Username: TwistedArtz
Name:Kannapalli (Kha-Na-Pal-Ee)
Type: Runner
Height: 1,22 m
Gender:Buck
How did he get the scars: As a yearling he was very, very bold and hot-headed. At the challenge of his friends he decided to slip away from the herd to try and climb the mountain slope. He had no idea how that would turn out till he nearly stepped on a nest of falcon chicks halfway up the slope. The mother falcon had attacked him, had dug her talons and beak into his shoulders till she drove him back down the mountain...To hear him tell it, he had fought off a very small dragon.

[~north~]

Username: ~north~
Name: Branson
Type: Runner
Height: 1,22 m
Gender:Buck
How did he get the scars: Branson isn't a warlike fellow, though the scars may give that impression. Like most of his kind, he is very peacable, and in fact, sometimes a bit of a coward, though he can be brash at times. He got his scars in this way. When he was young and in the mountains alone, away from his herd, he found a cave; too afraid to go in, he discovered a lovely echo sound when a stone fell. He began amusing himself by kicking stones into the cave- that is, until he enticed the cave's inhabitant out- a mountain lion. Terrified, he bounded away, the cat in pursuit. Though he'll probably tell you he got the scars from the lion's claws, in reality they are scrapes from a tumble off a small cliff- lucky, for the fall distanced him from the predator and saved his life.

[FireIceHeart]

Username:FireIceHeart
Name:Hybrid
Type: Runner
Height: 1,22 m
Gender:Buck
How did he get the scars: He got his scars, falling into a bramble bush when he was just a small nukkita.

[Sp00kEHours]

Username: IBiteBack
Name: Calypso
Type: Runner
Height: 1,22 m
Gender:Buck
How did he get the scars: In the stage of life where Calypso was simply a nuglet still in awe of the surrounding realm, he couldn't help but want to break free from his mother and the rest of the females as well as the older, more cautionary Nukittas that made up what he considered to be his family even though they weren't bonded through blood. Calypso, being full of childish curiosity and abandon, didn't understand that those around him were actually trying to protect him and keep him from harm's grasp. He thought that he was simply being kept from the rest of the realm and from freedom itself, so he decided to defy the matriarch of the herd by sneaking out before the golden rays of sunlight even began to kiss the horizon. His mind not with him, or at least not playing in his favor, Calypso took off before anyone in the herd's ranks could stop him and began to explore. In the night, unbeknownst to poor young Calypso, a dragon with eyes of amethyst and scales of pure gold awoke with a rumbling belly and impatience for mountain hunting. As for why the dragon would even amuse the idea of hunting at night with such vivid, bright scales, no one can possibly fathom, but the beast chose to do so. While Calypso remained in the low grounds, an uncommon area for dragons to usually arrive, the beast was soaring high above with sharp purple eyes studying the earth below for any signs of prey to satisfy his aching stomach. Of course, seeing a young Nukitta all alone and simply exploring was like having a giant target painted and the dinner bells ringing in his head. The dragon, being actually very young and not large for his race, swooped low to the earth. His talons grazed poor Calypso, but fear of crashing into a tree and damaging his wings made the beast lift before he could really cause fatal wounds. Hurt and terrified, Calypso took shelter under a cluster of thick trees while the dragon raged on above him, swirling in circles like a nasty vulture. Eventually, from fear and exhaustion, the nuglet fell unconcious. When he awoke, the beast was gone, and he managed to slowly return to the grounds his herd had been sleeping, only to find that they had moved on - probably from waking to the commotion of the scaled monster and fearing their own ends. He now bears scars as a reminder of what curiosity can do when one is alone and foolish.

[moonlight_girl]

Username: TwistedArtz
Name:Kannapalli (Kha-Na-Pal-Ee)
Type: Runner
Height: 1,22 m
Gender:Buck
How did he get the scars: As a yearling he was very, very bold and hot-headed. At the challenge of his friends he decided to slip away from the herd to try and climb the mountain slope. He had no idea how that would turn out till he nearly stepped on a nest of falcon chicks halfway up the slope. The mother falcon had attacked him, had dug her talons and beak into his shoulders till she drove him back down the mountain...To hear him tell it, he had fought off a very small dragon.

Congrats!

[hallowitch]

Congrats! =)

[NuclearCaiman]

Username: TwistedArtz
Name:Kannapalli (Kha-Na-Pal-Ee)
Type: Runner
Height: 1,22 m
Gender:Buck
How did he get the scars: As a yearling he was very, very bold and hot-headed. At the challenge of his friends he decided to slip away from the herd to try and climb the mountain slope. He had no idea how that would turn out till he nearly stepped on a nest of falcon chicks halfway up the slope. The mother falcon had attacked him, had dug her talons and beak into his shoulders till she drove him back down the mountain...To hear him tell it, he had fought off a very small dragon.

Congrats!

Thank you so much!