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

[Karma.]

N O A H

Derived from the Hebrew name נוֹחַ (Noach) meaning "rest, comfort".

Username: Greetings! I am the one and only Karma! I currently reside in east England, with an overly large family and an adorable cocker spaniel pup named Hugo. I'm very into art and history, taking after my parents. I hope one day to perhaps become a champion horse rider - there is just one problem. I'm allergic to horses!

Kennel number: This stunning boy is in 31.

Why do you want this character?:
Um, hello? Why do I want this character? Because he's beautiful, that's why! Ever since I started collecting characters, I wanted to find myself a dog that had a normal look to it, but had something crazy added to it to make it stand out. And I must say, this design is certainly very individual!

Where will you use it?:
I will use him here on CS and she will be displayed on my charrie website. You can find a link to my charrie site in my sig.

What will you use it for?:
Ah, he'll be used everywhere. I'll have to show him off, so definitely somewhere where he'll get some attention. I plan on making lots of art for him, and would really like someone to make me a little version to put in my sig. Yep, that'd rock my party!

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Name:
Noah.
According to the Old Testament, Noah was the builder of the Ark that allowed him, his family, and animals of each species to survive the great Flood. After the Flood he received the sign of the rainbow as a covenant from God. As an English Christian name, Noah has been used since the Protestant Reformation, being common among the Puritans.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Breed: Golden Retriever X Beagle
Likes, dislikes:
[i]Noah enjoys picnics and food in general. He loves playing video games. He likes photography. He loves gardening.[i]
Favourite Season: [i]Summer, to visit the beach!
Theme song: 'I Predict A Riot' by Kaiser Chiefs.
Hobbies: Noah really enjoys flyball with his two friends, Charlie and Myla. However he likes nothing better than to sleep, eat and party.
Favourite Colour: Sunset orange.
Relationships: He has some flyball friends, Charlie and Myla. He needs new ones xD
dunnasaya

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Personality:
-growl- you gonna' be asking questions for long? I got better things to be doing that wasting my time on you!
+ Affectionate yet absent-minded.
+ Loyal but a leader.
+ Persistant and not picky.

Noah is the glue that holds his friends together.
Trait list: Traditional, Down-to-earth, Energetic. Selfless and Helpful. Sympathetic, Scornful
Courteous: Occasionally
Risk-Taking: Sometimes
Ambitious: Typically
Curious: Never
Self-Controlled: Generally
Nurturing: Often
Trusting: Occasionally
Honest: Occasionally
Loyal: Rarely
Affectionate: Generally
Romantic: Never
Flirty: Occasionally
Sympathetic: Never
Altruistic: Rarely
Optimistic: Generally
Observant: Never
Logical: Sometimes
Social: Fairly shy
Emotions: Usually controlled

However, he is sometimes short-tempered and overly dramatic. He's driven, cheerful, energetic - perhaps a little arrogant.

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History:
He's affectionate, dedicated, brave and perhaps a little too bewildered. This is to be expected from somebody with his position.
He was born in a rich family in a developed city. He lived happily with his parents until recently, when things in his life changed. He became slightly sour after his friend died in a horrific car accident that they both were in. Their owner, Allie had been driving them both to the vets for their check-up, and a lorry had hit them. She died instantly, along with his friend Rory. He was left to wander the streets.

It was then when he had a dream that the dog-god came to him and told him he had to change the world for the better. Though at first not believing it, he decided to try and do something better. After working for many charities, he realised that helping people was something he truly enjoyed doing. After working for some time, he decided he wanted to further his education, and so enrolled in dog university. He studied a lot and was learning a new language. Through plenty of trial and error, he was trying to reach the top to change the world. He has a sense of humour that is outstanding, and it always keeps him ahead of the game. He is quickly becoming something to expect great things from. He lost his family was they were split up after a horrible flood and was headed for a life of misery. While pursued by the authority he had to survive in a corrupt world. But with his skills and determination, he managed to start a new life and escape hell. This has turned him into the man he is today.

He became more important to society and was gaining a little fame. Having overcome plenty of obstacles, he is unstoppable in a strange world. But with his honesty and sense of humor, there's nothing to stop him from going beyond expectations. He could quickly become a friend you'd want by your side.
But who really knows what will happen; he is currently enjoying the simpler life. He feels like there's more people to meet in this world.



The bandages are there to signify loss. He wears them in a sign of respect.

[booklover789]

Username: ShimmerSolarPets
Link to form: Kennel 32
How harsh should we be? Medium? Or any amount necessary.
Who do you want to look at your form? Any critique staff or judge available
deliveringtherainbowsallaroundtheworld

Can I just say as a member of the critique staff that I do not believe your form needs a critique. It is the perfect example of what we look for when we judge; it ticks all the boxes, plus you even have a few extras in there which makes it even better.

As a judge and co-owner of this place, I can verify that what Karma. says is true. Your form is perfect as it is. It doesn't need a critique at all!

[Cooluser1615]

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Username: apart
A bit about me:
I'm a female human being who currently lives in Ireland, although I come from quite a multicultural background. I speak English, Bosnian, Irish and French, along with a few words of Japanese. I have played Chickensmoothie since 2013, gradually becoming more integrated into the community as the years went on. I love horses and, on Chickensmoothie, I frequent the forums relating to art of all sorts. I enjoy writing and drawing, although my digital art is far from skilful! I'm mainly a traditional artist and an avaid reader of all kinds of books, particularly fantasy.
Kennel number: 50
Why I want this character:
I would like to own this character for several reasons. Her appearance really stands out to me, particularly her clothing style. The colour scheme of her clothes are unusual, and possibly not to everyone's taste, but it catches my eye. The character's causal clothing appeals to me and it certainly conveys a sense of personality. Her complexion and dark hair contrast each other beautifully, and I find her eye colour to be very interesting.

However cool the character's looks may be, they aren't the only things that inspire me to try for her. I have been considering obtaining a realistic human character for a while now, and I decided to look in some character adoption centres for one, as there are plenty of wonderful characters in need of a new home. I have to say that I'm glad that I did! I think that this character looks unique and full of personality; something which certainly appeals to me. She seems to be to be someone who stands out from the crowd, a quality which I consider to be an admirable one.

Where I will use her, and what I will use her for:
Emily is going to be an employee at Mjesec Meadows, a part of a Chickensmoothie horse sim called Redwood Valley Equestrian Centre, or RVEC for short. She'll be a rider and trainer of the horses there- mainly Andalusian horses -and it's safe to say that she isn't going to have many dull moments! Fortunately, this character doesn't strike me as someone who appreciates dull moments. During the summer, I will be making art and definitely writing about this character. She will probably feature in a roleplay or two as well. When I create a thread for my human characters, she will certainly have a place there! I would also like to commission art of her, and try out different styles of my own while drawing her.

Name - Emily Audra Smith
Nickname - MLE (a misspelt version of her name
which she frequently places in usernames and
the like)
Age - 20 years old
Sex - Female
Gender - Female
Date of Birth - 14th of January, 1995
Nationality - Half English, half Irish
Tone of Voice - Medium, but fairly low for a
woman
Accent - Rather neutral, although she often
pronounce words in a distinctly Irish or
English fashion when she is angry.
Mother tongue - English
Other languages - Irish and French
Horoscope - Capricorn
Chinese Zodiac - Wood Dog

Height - 174 cm
Weight - Slightly below average for her
height, as she has a rather skinny build
Hair colour - Black
Eye colour - An unusual grey-green colour,
which Emily generally describes as grey
Complexion - Pale and easily sunburnt
Piercings - None
Scars - None
Tattoos - One on her neck in the shape of
two horses.
Ordinary hairstyle - Emily prefers to wear
her hair short and loose. It's rare to see her
hair in any other arrangement, as it is short
enough not to obscure her vision and, being
rather thick, is difficult to wrestle into
another form.
Riding clothing - Emily is a Western rider,
so her riding attire differs somewhat to
that of a rider of one or more of the English
disciplines. She always wears a shirt,
usually in the colour green, yellow or black.
These shirts have a tendency to be plain,
as Emily has yet to find any with the crazy
images or text that she has come to adore
on T-shirts. She wears navy riding jeans
and can never be seen without her helmet,
which resembles a black cowbody hat on
the outside. Emily is of the opinion that
this is a better safety measure than the
traditional cowbody hat. In the stables, it
is also rare to see her without her black
Western riding boots.
Ordinary clothing -While not on
horseback, Emily adores wearing jeans
and T-shirts, regardless of the season.
Her jeans are fairly ordinary, and
usually navy in colour. Her T-shirts are
another matter. They're frequently
yellow, green or black, and have the
most bizarre collection of phrases
and images upon them. Emily can't
honestly choose a favourite, as
they're all unique and beloved to her
in their own way. In winter, she
sometimes has to abandon her
T-shirts and don a jumper. Emily has
collected a few jumpers for that time
of year; all feature an unusual image
or piece of text.

Likes - Emily loves horses. She
practically lives for equines,
and is at her happiest among
them. That being said, books
inspire similar happiness;
Emily is a bit of a bookworm!
She likes birds, although she
won't admit that she's a
birdwatcher. Emily also
enjoiys a variety of virtual
games.

Dislikes - Emily deplores
inequality and stereotypes.

Favourite colour - Yellow
Favourite animal - Horse
Favourite books - Green
Rider, 1984, Eragon
Favourite songs - Shake
It Out, Kiss With a Fist,
The Sharpest Lives
Favourite foods - Rice,
white chocolate, fish
Lucky Number - 3
Family - Her mother,
father and older brother
Pets - None yet, although
she is interested in
adopting a dog from a
rescue shelter

Emily Smith prides herself on her ability to keep a calm mind in hectic situations. Considering the fact that she has a habit of causing such scenarios, this is an obvious asset. Emily doesn't seek to start fights, but she has a keen sense of right and wrong, as well as an inability to stay quiet when problems of injustice are raised. Unsurprisingly, trouble has a tendency of finding her. Emily has been labeled as 'outspoken' and even 'cheeky' by some, but the truth is that she is mostly concerned about voicing her opinions and expressing where wrongs have been committed, rather than disrespecting authority. That being said, she isn't great at respecting authority either.

Emily is willing to lend a helping hand to others, particularly those who are experiencing hardship or discrimination. While her selflessness has its boundaries, Emily is an excellent friend to have in a sticky situation. Even though Emily helps out others a lot, she is incredibly reluctant to being helped. She is independent and stubborn, determined to prove that she can work her problems out on her own rather than going to others when she needs help. Competent as Emily may be in certain scenarios, her resistance to aid means that she can often make her personal bad situations worse. She might not admit it, but she is rather prideful- not vain or condescending, but ridiculously determined to prove her abilities alone. Emily can get very competitive, especially against strangers. She doesn't work or compete best in a group, although in more leisurely environments she can be quite friendly. Emily becomes particularly competitive among strangers, almost as if she wants to prove herself to them. This is never her conscious intention, but it often comes across as such. Emily is relaxed and honest with her friends, and her loyalty is well worth the effort it takes to gain it. She has her moments of humour, but she isn't what anyone would describe as a funny person.

Despite her relaxed attitude among her friends, Emily is serious towards strangers. She can sometimes come off as tense and uptight, although she likes to have fun as much as anyone. It simply happens that her idea of fun isn't what is commonly associated with those of her peer group. Emily adores reading. When she was a young child, Emily used books as places where she could escape from the world, a habit which has stuck with her over the years. If Emily is feeling down or is bored, she turns to literature in an effort to dispel such feelings. While Emily has a few favourite books and characters that she is very much attached to, she doesn't feel much emotion for the authors. She certainly values them, and feels gratitude to them for creating the books, but she doesn't fantasise about meeting them as do some readers. This sentiment extends to musicians as well, which strikes some as rather unusual, considering the fact that she adores some songs to the point of obsession. Perhaps as a result of viewing authors and musicians as merely ordinary people with great talent, Emily finds it difficult to remember the names of most of them. She isn't as influenced by the reputations of authors or musicians as some, and will not purchase something that she isn't fond of, simply because it is by a popular artist.

Emily Smith was born in England, although her father was Irish. She lived there until she was seven years old; long enough for her to have some lasting memories of the country. Emily lived in a small townhouse with her brother and parents. The building was rented for a fairly cheap price on account of the fact that it lacked the space and the garden that many people seemed to be lusting after in those days. As much as Emily loved her family, she had always been a rather independent soul, preferring to be outdoors than stuck inside. She spent much of her free time in an unusual manner. After school, she would go with her brother or parents to the home of a family friend, an elderly woman who lived on the outskirts of the town. The woman possessed a large field beside her house- a desirable piece of land which numerous builders had offered to buy, to no result. The land had been in the woman's family for several generations, ever since one of her ancestors had somehow scraped up the money to purchase land of his own. However, it wasn't the field that lured the young girl to the woman's home, tempting as the open space was. It was the field's inhabitant that truly transfixed Emily; a sooty buckskin horse by the name of Sandy.

In any other eyes, the pony was just another old gelding of unknown breeding. However, for the elderly woman, his owner, and Emily, he was something much more special. Emily learned from the woman that Sandy had been the horse that her children had learned to ride upon. Her children were grown up now and her husband, a man born in the United States, had died at a fairly young age. His legacy lived on, as he had helped to train Sandy as a Western riding horse. That was how Emily ended up learning to ride Western in the land that was the very namesake of English riding. Sandy's owner was a good teacher and was pleased that the old pony was getting some exercise. As for Sandy, he adored the attention that Emily gave him. In addition to riding, the woman taught Emily a lot about the various aspects of horse care. The three became something of a small, yet tightknit, team.

Alas, time does not simply bring humans and animals closer, but wrenches them apart in equal, if not greater, measure. A few days after Christmas, when Emily was six years old, Sandy's owner contracted pneumonia. She was rushed to hospital but, despite the efforts of the staff, she passed away. Emily was desperately upset, but poor Sandy was heartbroken. The young girl tried to coax the old horse to eat and drink, struggled to keep him in a healthy condition, yet her efforts were all in vain. What little sustenance Sandy took was consumed purely for Emily's sake. He lost weight and, the day after Emily's seventh birthday, he lay down in a corner of the field and breathed his last. By the time that Emily arrived at the spot where Sandy died, his body had already been taken away, although nobody would tell her where to. The field and the house seemed desolate and unfamiliar without Sandy and his owner. The whole premises eventually became the site of a new housing estate, or so Emily heard. She never ventured there again.

Emily made no protest against her family's emigration to the Republic of Ireland in the summer of two thousand and two. It was almost a relief for her, an opportunity to allow herself to remove the shroud of memories which seemed to weigh on her every step. Bidding some of her classmates farewell was a difficult experience, but Emily was happy to say goodbye to her former home. Her brother was another matter- the eleven-year-old threw a screaming fit when the time came from him to finally leave the house. Nonetheless, Emily's family eventually boarded the plane and set of to live in a commuter town on the fringes of Dublin. Education-wise, the move didn't have a massive impact on Emily. The greatest change was that she had to learn Irish. However, Emily was an intelligent child and, with a little extra help at the beginning, she was soon the equal of her classmates. She gained a few friends, although there were children, mainly boys, who mocked her voice, which had picked up on more British tones during her time in England. Emily tried her best to neutralise her obvious accent and fit in, succeeding far more at the former than the latter. It was at around this age that Emily began to find great comfort in books. They provided a safe haven from her, a shelter from the cruel world.

Emily moved from a mixed school to an all-girls school at the age of twelve. Being an atheist, she wasn't overly fond of the heavy Catholic influence on the school, but the general atmosphere was a good one. She became more open about herself and her interests, and gained a diverse group of friends. Emily enjoyed being in their company and they had a lot to talk about and compare; music, literature, computer games and a vast variety of life experiences. However, a difference began to emerge between Emily and her friends as their second and third years of secondary school ran their course. Many of her friends began speaking more about boys. They weren't the stereotypical boyfriend-obessed teenage girls, but they would occasionally chat about 'hot' male celebrities and the suchlike. Emily never felt as though she had much to add to the conversation. She didn't have anything against boys, but she just couldn't see them in that light. Despite this, Emily was happy. She had her own friends and, while she wasn't exactly a model student, she had never been given a detention or any other form of serious punishment. However, this happiness was not set to last. After the recession hit Ireland, Emily's parents left the country for the so-called land of opportunity, the United States of America.

Emily didn't mind the country itself very much. Leaving her friends had been hard, but her parents had assured her that she was going to make new ones. She knew that she was going to go to a different school, based on an entirely different school system. History would alter drastically, and she wouldn't be learning Irish, and she'd be expected to spell some words in another way, but her parents had told her that the change wasn't going to be as bad as it seemed. To soften the blow, they had managed to arrange riding lessons with a local who would allow Emily to exercise his horses for free, considering the fact that she had some experience with Western riding. Emily knew that her parents were trying their hardest not to hurt her, so she didn't let on that they were not remotely successful in this aim. They had enough to deal with when it came to her brother, who was staying in Ireland and being very rude about it. Finally, the moment arrived; Emily opened the door to her new classroom with as much hope as she could muster. That was where the trouble began.

The moment the top dogs of the group of students deigned to notice Emily, they'd already decided her social status. This was only cemented further into their minds by the fact that she used the school library often and didn't hide the fact that she was interested in more serious issues than the latest hit songs and who was dating who. She became a geek, a nerd, in their eyes. However, Emily came from a school without a pronounced status quo. She might have been smart but she was certainly not prepared to be ignored or, even worse, become an object of belittlement for those who had snagged more privileged positions in the hierarchy of the school. Emily voiced her opinions, snapped at the more popular students for making fun of certain 'different' individuals. This certainly didn't earn her any favour among the students with the gangs of so-called friends. Emily's property was scribbled on and she was insulted for nearly all of the time that teachers did not supervise the classes. She tried to ignore the cruel words, but eventually she couldn't take any more of it. Emily ended up in a fight with one of the most popular boys in the school; a rich idiot by the name of Jackson who had made the mistake of calling Emily a certain swear word. At the time, Emily had been pleased to see that Jackson came off worse for wear in the fight. The principal also noticed this and, needless to say, he was not amused. "Emily." he began, in a pompous tone, before discussing the issue with her; making it very clear that she was the one in the wrong, despite Emily's evidence to the contrary. Bullying had been going on in the school for a long time, due to the fact that the majority of teachers turned a blind eye to the increasingly subtle forms of bullying. In such an environment, Emily could not escape her situation and so the bullying continued.

While Emily's interaction with her classmates was far from excellent, there were some creatures who she had been quick to befriend. These were the horses that she had been allowed to exercise. She was not alone in this pursuit, but she was the most dedicated. While the other youth who trained them had friends to meet and social events to attend every so often, Emily's only distraction from riding the horses there was her schoolwork. She came to know every one of the horses, discovering their likes and dislikes with each new ride. Emily learned a lot about horses and, one evening, the owner of the horses watched her ride. She was mounted on a notoriously tricky horse and although she made a few mistakes, it was obvious that she could work with the temperamental mare. The horses' owner was much impressed, and asked Emily whether she was considering entering in any Western riding competitions.

Emily entered in a variety of such competitions, making a reputation for herself as time passed. She maintained her schoolwork and, to the annoyance of some, managed to score some excellent grades. The popular students had lost interest in bullying her so severely, although the would occasionally throw an insult in her direction. This didn't happen very often, and Emily ignored their pettty words. During her final year, her participation in competitions waned. Happily, she got the marks that she wanted at the end of the year and travelled to study in a college far from the town which she had previously inhabited.

College was better than Emily had expected, considering the fact that her experience with high school had been so dismal. She didn't go to parties and the suchlike, but it was alright, as she wasn't the only one. She finally discovered or, more accurately, admitted something about herself. Emily was sexually attracted to those of the same gender. In a way, she had known for a long time, but never tried to voice this, fearing how others would react. Most of Emily's friends at college accepted this and those who didn't ceased to seek her company. That was alright for Emily; she didn't want to be in the presence of people who disliked her for part of who she was. She worked hard at her studies and the year seemed to fly by. Time passed and summer ended, bringing with it a new influx of students recently graduated from high school. At first, Emily was slightly disoriented by the fact that she wasn't among youngest anymore, but she soon became accustomed to it. Life was going fairly well, in Emily's eyes, when she stumbled across a horse who was to change her life; for better or for worse.

The horse was a buckskin, doing nothing stranger than grazing in a field, its coat slightly different from the typical golden sheen associated with that horse colour. For a strange moment, Emily was hit with a sensation of déjà vu. In a way, the horse seemed so much like Sandy. No tears trickled from Emily's eyes as she thought this- time had used up all her tears -but a pang of sadness and regret flashed in her heart. Suddenly, she noticed that the horse was approaching her. The closer the horse came, the more that Emily could see how little it resembled Sandy. With a long mane and tail, a height of 14.3 hands and a coat lightened by the first signs of greying, the mare was not very similar to the pony of Emily's youth. Nonetheless, Emily stayed, transfixed by the mare. The mare allowed, or rather demanded, Emily to stroke her for a while, until a young man in a blue-grey riding jacket came racing out from behind a corner in the road. He dashed towards Emily and the horse before slowing down in order to speak. "Excuse me," he said in a cold tone, tinged with an accent whose origins Emily couldn't quite fathom, "What are you doing with my mare?". Emily looked at the ground. Life wasn't some sort of movie scene, and she could see how her actions looked from the man's eyes; bad. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that, it was rash. She just..." Emily's voice trailed off before resuming in a much quieter tone. "She reminded me of someone that I once knew.". To her surprise, this reply didn't anger the man. "I know how it feels. Sorry." he answered. The two stood by the fence of the field for a moment before Emily noticed that the man was holding some flyers. Ever-curious, Emily asked what they were. "Flyers." he replied, holding one up. "They're bad, aren't they?". Emily tried to lie but she failed miserably. The truth was, the flyers looked like they had been made by a toddler. "What are they for, anyway?" Emily questioned. "I'm looking for a rider- someone who wants to take on a part-time job of dealing with Western horses." the man said. Emily took another look at the messy flyer and replied. "Do you know what? I think I might be interested.".

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Sexuality - Homosexual
Romantic Orientation - Homoromantic
Relationship status - Single
Crush - None

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[Cooluser1615]

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Username: apart
A bit about me:
You're hearing from me again, it seems. I'm amusing you've at least skimmed through this section of the post above this one. If not, take a small look. At any rate, I won't bore you with information that you are likely to have read already. Here's some new nonsense for you. I am fascinated by equine colour genetics, and have a moderate knowledge of the main genes influencing the hue of a horse's coat. I am also interested in learning more about canine colour genetics; quite different to its equine equivalent, but not without similarities. I play the violin and piano, although I have been playing the piano for longer. I was born in Japan, but I'm not Japanese, as neither of my parents were.
Kennel number: 90
Why I want this character:
I really like this character's colour scheme, as one doesn't see dog colours with entirely natural designs very often. It may be seen as plain, but I have a weakness for natural designs, and am searching specifically for realistic designs anyway. I adore her expression, as it seems to convey a lot about her personality. That being said, dogs of her breed do need good training and socialisation (as do any dogs) to be able to behave at their safest around humans, livestock and other dogs. This shall be included in her history. Overall, I love this character because she has lots of potential and plenty of opportunity for creativity.

Where I will use her, and what I will use her for:
Should I win Emily Smith, Rose Myrtle will be her pet dog. The canine character will receive ample opportunities to exercise and find purpose for herself at Mjesec Meadows. She'll be featured in many pieces of written and visual art with her owner, Emily. Being a spayed dog, Rose Myrtle will never be breed, but she will be written about and possibly used as a roleplay character.

Name ~ Rose Myrtle
Nickname ~ Rose or
Myrtle
Age ~ 3 years old
Sex ~ Female
Gender - Female
Date of Birth ~ 22nd
of July, 2012
Breed ~ Australian
Cattle dog
Horoscope ~ Cancer
Chinese Zodiac ~
Water Dragon
Height ~ 48 cm from
ground to withers
Weight ~ 23 kg
Coat colour ~ Brown
(genetically, a diluted
black coat)
Eye colour ~ Amber
Accessories ~ No
notable ones, although
she sometimes wears
a collar
Scars ~ A set of small,
thin ones on her left
flank
Other ~ She is
microchipped

Rose Myrtle is a cheerful young creature. She's quite optimistic, particularly when she is in the presence of those who she trusts or in one of her favourite places. That being said, she is certainly not the type to stay at home, surrounded by the same familiar scenery. Rose loves to explore places and meet new dogs, humans or other creatures. Her bright attitude is sometimes a little too cheerful for some to tolerate. However, such dogs are few and far between, as Rose is nothing if not friendly. She is social and adores making others happy; she hates her friends being sad, it makes her feel helpless and miserable. Despite her friendly demeanour, Rose doesn't trust others too easily. After one has gained her trust, Rose shows the utmost loyalty to them.

Due to her habit of accompanying her friends every, Rose has be described by some as 'clingy'. She doesn't like being by herself at all. Rose can stand a few moments of solitude, but she can't quite handle being alone for long. She will seek out humans, horses, cats and everything in between for company if she is unable to find other dogs to socialise with. For such a friendly dog, Rose can be very protective when her loved ones are threatened. She hasn't been in any circumstances which test her loyalty in such a manner, but anything can happen. Rose is a rather active dog and is prepared to find inventive ways to use up her bountiful supplies of energy. For this reason, Emily walks her as much as possible. Rose gets along well with horses and even cats, although her herding instinct always kicks in around cattle.

As the lives of dogs go, Rose Myrtle's was off to a great start. She was born in the home of a reputed European dog breeder. Her parents were purebred Australian Cattle dogs, otherwise known as heelers, who had both won an array of impressive prizes in agility trails. The litter which Rose was a part of was by no means large; it consisted of only three puppies. However, each of those puppies were worth their weight in gold. Rose and her siblings had a pedigree as long as a house, and a price tag to match. Despite not being of a very popular breed, the puppies attracted attention from buyers across the globe. Rose and her siblings were well treated well by the breeder's staff and, two weeks after receiving their first vaccinations, several strange humans came in to see them. Some of these people were won over at first sight by the gambolling puppies, others gave the dogs a more thorough examination and several even brought another human to do this for them. Eventually, after a lot of haggling and offering unknown to the young dogs, the puppies were sent to separate homes, located in very different locations. The eldest, a blue female, was exported to the island of Hokkaidō (北海道), Japan, where she was trained as a guard dog by a professional security company whose wealthy clientele paid high prices to have their valuables guarded, regardless of the methods by which these valuables were obtained. The youngest of the dogs, a blue male, was sent to Northern Italy, where he gained a fearsome reputation as an agility dog. Rose herself was sent to the United States of America. Owing to her breed's striking appearance, Rose was purchased as an unusual pet for a wealthy couple.

Rose really despised the journey by plane. She was fine on cars, but aeroplanes were a whole new shuddering monstrosity to herIP.

Original (puppy) image created by PeachFuzz using dolldivine.com. Dragons by Dragcave. Adult image created by HeroHorse, Australian Cattle Dog lineart by RedRumRebel on deviantart.com. Coding and writing all © HeroHorse. Please contact me in advance if you wish to use the larger image, my coding and/or my text.
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I want it because I love wolves, and because the design is so unique but simple at the same time, and its eyes makes it look kind and gentle, I just love everything about it, I haven't seen anything that looks like this, its special.
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I will use it form my threads, I will try to make art or I will ask someone to do some for me, I will try to make it my avatar.

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He is a kind wolf who doesn't want to start any trouble, he would rather talk things out than use his claws and fangs. although he is sweet and kind he is a loving wolf, so if he tells you he loves you its true, he takes things very seriously, if you break his heart it takes along time to heal and may never get over it. He loves his friends and family very much, that is the only thing he will fight for and protect to the very end. He would put everyone in front of him, even if your the worst person or animal ever if you show him that you have some good in you or that you are right he will take your side no matter what.
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Sim came from a litter of 5 pups, 3 boys and two girls. His mom, Suela died just after giving birth, she couldn't handle the pain, she jus gave out, the last thing she saw was them laying beside her crying for her. Sim was the first to be born so he is the oldest, so from the day he was born he had to protect and care for his younger siblings. He would go and search for food and water and sometimes he had to go to the garbage to get any scraps he could find, He would always let them eat first before he would. His siblings would offer him some of his food, but would always reject it, because he knew they were hungry. No one taught him the way to be a wolf nor his siblings, they're would be times packs of wolves would challenge him but he didn't know what to do and would often run away and take his siblings with him. Sometimes he didn't get do lucky, wolves would come and chase after them and he would come out with scratches and bleeding. His siblings would never get hurt he would always tell them to leave him behind and run and that he would soon meet them later. Even though they didn't have the best life they were happy with what they hand and his siblings grew up strong and fierce, they could now do everything he could, he was proud of them. But that one day, that one sad day, all changed. One day while walking Sim and his siblings didn't know they were walking into a packs territory. One of the omegas smelt the sent of unidentified wolves, soon all the wolves knew of they're presence. The wolves soon circled around them and began barking and howling them for coming to their area, Sim told the Alpha it was a mistake but the Alpha didn't care he told the pack to attack them. Sim tried and fought some of them off but he couldn't take all of them at once. He soon heard the cries of his brothers and sisters, screaming for help. Sim tried to get to them but every time he tried another wolf grabbed him. Soon his siblings couldn't handle it one by one they all died, the light from they're eyes faded away. They tried to say goodbye to their big brother but they couln't breath, they had lost too much blood as well. Finally the Alpha told them to stop, Sim ran back and what he saw broke him apart worse than what the wolves did to him. His siblings scratched, ripped, and clawed. He broke into tears, the Alpha just looked at him and laughed. The pack then left him alone. Since then Sim has never been the same. He ha now found a pack of his own who accepts him but now Sim puts u a wall so no one can hurt him, he doesn't show his feelings to anyone anymore.
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Why do you want this character? I don't usually adopt horse or pony characters but I liked this one its very simple so I like it, I also love the shades of green.
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Why do you want this character? I literally love this horse it looks so cool and evil and the bats around it make it even better
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I want this little guy because everything about him is awesome. I haven't adopted a character from here in a while, and I was going through the kennels when he popped up and I knew I instantly had to try for him. I like his design and just by looking at the art pieces I could clearly see his possible personality/characteristics, and it shouldn't be too hard for me to come with a story about him. I also like his design and I don't have many cat characters (I'm not sure if I have any, actually) so he would be a welcome addition.

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