[rumsey]

Canis Concolor, otherwise known as Zvers, are an alien species that were discovered aboard a crashed space ship. Initially believed to be too vicious to tame, humans have begun to form bonds with these strange beasts, despite warnings from government agents who want them rounded up and exterminated. Despite several attempts, the government has thus far been unable to recapture them and Zvers have begun to breed. Many average joes have set off in search of a Zver to call their very own after hearing rumors that the intelligent creatures could be tamed with a bit of bribery and gentle coaxing. Will you join the hunt?

the end of my second time here as guest artist already? ;n;
this is the final design for now from here, but hopefully i will try out again when i have the time!

this babe was found with these interesting accessories. the materials used seem to be leather wraps, feathers and a couple of avian-type skulls.
in order to adopt this zver, you must come up with an explanation as to how they got these accessories!
did they earn them? find them? craft them? you explain!

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Username:
Name of Zver:
Biological Sex:
Gender:

How did this Zver obtain their items?:

The end date for this Zver will be Saturday, July 8th!
the contest will now close after the first post on the second page!

[snorplo]

Username: Lightningloon12
Name of Zver: Tulip Rings
Biological Sex: Female
Gender:Female

How did this Zver obtain their items?: Tulip was a young zver when she she found her items. She was running around her home minding her own business, when she saw strange animals. They had colorful feathers and bird skulls on their heads. She knew she needed to go home but she wanted to be brave. She walked near the place. When she got a better view of them, they were short and were standing on their hind legs. Tulip tried to keep quiet but with the dead leafs under her paws crushed. The strange animals heard her and ran away. One of them dropped some items. Tulip looked at them. "Their so beautiful!" She thought. She poked them just in cause they are cursed. Their not. She put them on. "Hmm, not to bad on me eh?" She said as she run back home.

[appiesauce]

Username: Keys.
Name of Zver: Healani
Biological Sex: Female
Gender: Female

How did this Zver obtain their items?:
She grew up quiet, and shy. Not having too many friends the same breed, she grew to befriend other animals. Such as monkeys, toucans, panthers, and other jungle animals she grew up around. Each day, new journeys were made, and memories were created. All along these adventures, she collected little things here and there. And with the help of her majestic and beautiful friends, they made some beautiful heirlooms, too show the trophy of there friendship together, and having someone to grow old with.

[abandoned-account123]

username : i am obviously a cat
name of zver : sequoia, nickname seth
biological sex : female
gender : female

how did this zver obtain their items?:
seth is the alpha of a tribe of zvers. one tradition was to wear the
skulls of birds of prey, which were said to give good luck and plentiful
hunting. she hunted these birds herself and know wears them proudly.
the feathers represent her rank: dark green, lime green and purple for the alpha, purple and
dark blue for the beta or the alpha's mate, red and brown for the hunters, light blue and
red for the guards, and pink and red for the babies.

(image is not mine)

[abandoned-account123]

bump

[Streak]

Username: Streal
Name of Zver: Aria
Biological Sex: Female
Gender: Female

How did this Zver obtain their items?:
Aria was always fascinated by birds. She collected feathers, and meanwhile other interesting things in nature. Along with some leather straps, which were very convenient for her to craft accessories. She cleverly used them when birdwatching. The scent from the feathers cloaked her own, so the birds were unstartled by her presence. To them she was just a big funny looking bird. She enjoyed being around the birds. She spent all her free time in the large flowery forest by her home.

[rumsey]

hi again all! c:
i will be extending the contest so it will now be ending after the first post on the second page!
this is due to me being away and offering more of a chance to other users.

please refrain from bumping as it will decrease other users from taking a chance. i may only bump with the bump function, not by a new post stating 'bump'. any further bumping will disqualify the entry associated with the user.

any further questions can be sent to me by pm!

[owl0430]

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Username:owl0430
Name of Zver:Marissa
Biological Sex:female
Gender:female

How did this Zver obtain their items?:they are the memories she has from her home planet.the skulls are those of the little bird things on quarton 3

[RedFur1322]

Username: RedFur1322

Name of Zver: Envy

Biological Sex: Male

Gender: Male

How did this Zver obtain their items?:
Oh my. You must think I just crafted these like art. Or maybe it was a gift from a loved one. Dear me, you are very off. Allow me to tell you how to earn your right of passage. How to earn these trinkets.

My family loved having competitions. Back on Quartan 3, they were the ultimate competitors. Everyone in the family was forced to participate in the events, whether it be hunting, swimming, or even fighting.

As soon as I came of age, I was pushed into our private arena to battle some of the contenders that had taken the risk. My whole life had been built on fighting, but that didn't mean I could do damage. But I tried. With all my strength, I fought back against my foe. Dashing Claws and Flailing paws. The entire crowd even made a poem about my ritual fight.

"Hit back! Fight on! Take your place in line.
Do what your instincts tell you, you'll be fine.
No training needed, no test required, just your common sense.
Fight Onward, little Envy, do your best.
Like fire, burn your foe, with the most powerful of wounds.
Like ice, freeze his will, his eyes wide like moons.
Like water, move swiftly, and don't let up.
Fight on, little envy. Fight on, little pup."

So I did. With every battle that came, every challenge, I overcame. I was unstopable.
Apparently, my parents had neglected to tell me that anyone who could beat every member in the coliseum would become king of the area. Apparently, this was a community desisicion. I had beaten almost everyone. What did I have to lose?

The rules stated that you must beat the previous owner of the tribal trinkets in a fight. If you do, you will earn your place as king of the coliseum, and can control how the battles work, and everything in a 5 mile radius. I couldn't pass that up if I tried.

The doors opened. A big, burly Zver came stomping out, grunting as he came to a halt and stared down at me. I could see the look in his eyes- "This is who beat everyone?" He seemed to question. I bit my tongue and got in my place. I had the advantage of size- I could easily evade his attacks, and get in his weak spots.

With a loud roar, the battle began.

Slash. I ripped my claws across open air as I advanced foward. Seems the big Zver was faster than I thought. But I kept slashing. I didn't stop. He had no retalitatuon. He had no time to recover from my persistant attacks. My fast, small arms were pounding with adrenaline. The bigger Zver cringed and fell back, his whimpers growing louder everytime I hit an eye or an ear. But like a flash, he ran. I fell onto empty earth with a 'puff'. How did the big Zver get away? I looked around.

Suddenly he was there, tackling me with such a force I was pushed back into the wall. I groaned, but kept my ground as I recovered from impact. The wall seemed to be cracking. It moaned and seemed to give way just the slightest bit.
Another huge impact from the bigger Zver. This time, straight into the wall as the impact was at its fullest. Crumbles fell down onto my nose. Dust covered my fur. I need to get away.

He had no time to react. I was gone as soon as the thought crossed my mind, running circles around him until he turned away from the wall and looked at me. I smirked and charged. His startled face as I rushed him made me feel strong. And with the strong force I endured twice, I shoved him back into the wall.

It sounded like thunder. The walls came tumbling down on the one side, engulfing the big Zver in rocks. The earth shook. I was frightened. The big Sver gave one last battle cry, before he was completely covered in rocks. His tail twitched slightly, and was still. I had won. With a triumphant cry, I stood tall. I was no king of the coliseum.

So that, my friend, is how I got these little trinkets. Maybe you could win them from me. Someday.

[tucawt]

Username: Tucawt
Name of Zver: Cheveyo - meaning "Spirit Warrior" in an old Native American language
Biological Sex: Female
Gender: Male

How did this Zver obtain their items?: Every member of the Iquori Tribe receives a feather for every heroic act they make. Cheveyo has partaken in many rescue missions for fallen warriors and for every person he was able to save the chief gave him another feather. He used to keep them in a locked box under his bed, believing the superstition they would bring the person who slept on top of them good luck. Once when Cheveyo was out swimming he caught sight of a small child playing next to the river. Two birds started to approach it and Cheveyo quickly grabbed onto their necks and saved the poor child, yet he got injured and has a scar from the incident on his right shoulder. He decided to keep both of their skulls as a reminder of his heroic act and joined them to the feathers he had received. Once, Cheveyo was stuck hiding behind a tree hiding from a jungle cat when he went out on one of his rescue missions. Knowing this was it he started to pray to the Nature Spirits for help and protection. As he did so one of his feathers started to glow and wiggle against his fur. As he stared at it astonished it slowly unhooked itself from his necklace and caught a gust of wind that carried itself onto the nose of the cat. Before his very eyes the cat slowly sat down, then got up and left Cheveyo alone. Ever since then Cheveyo won't leave the house without his life-saving feathers.