This lil' Jammy was based off of a Timber Wolf... except he/she's got two blue eyes and gobs of orange jam all over ^^
To win him/her fill out the form and give him/her a personality that seems fitting, in as much detail as possible.
Optionally, you may also choose to do some art or write a short story about him/her. Doing the Art/Story will earn more points.
You may not add anything else to the form but you may make it all pretty or change the format ^^
A winner will be decided when there is at least 7 finished entries or on April 20th (will be extended if needed).
To win him/her fill out the form and give him/her a personality that seems fitting, in as much detail as possible.
Optionally, you may also choose to do some art or write a short story about him/her. Doing the Art/Story will earn more points.
You may not add anything else to the form but you may make it all pretty or change the format ^^
A winner will be decided when there is at least 7 finished entries or on April 20th (will be extended if needed).
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DarkStormer wrote:
A pup with personality
Username: DarkStormer, it's nice to see you again, KWest! I hope you're having a great weekend!
Name: Peanut Butter {Peanut for short!}
Gender: Male, please c:
Personality: Peanut is most certainly upbeat and active, and sometimes can get rough if necessary.
Art/Story (optional):
Peanut sniffed the air around him, trying to find a mouse or a bird to snack on. Padding through dirt and debris, the male lifted up and old cardboard box with a stingy scent with his nose. "Yuck!" He moaned, noticing the flies around him were sticking to some kind of sticky substance. "That's disgusting..." As he bounded away from the trash can, he noticed a squirrel's bushy tail shaking about. 'Yes!' Peanut cried to himself, trying to not explode with excitment. Since the prey in the wild got scarce, he thought he'd never see food again. He backed up one of his paws, and unshealthed his claws. Peanut's mouth watered as he thought of himself eating it with his family back in the den. It wasn't elk, but it was food! The male arched his back and shook his hindquarters. 'Three... Two... One...' And boom, Peanut went off. But as he approached, something else raked his back and hung on. "Ouch!" Peanut yelled, his back in deep pain. "What's doing that!?" A silence arose. "It is not a what, but a who." It answered, the throbbing pain from Peanut's back escaping. Yet the squirrel lifted it's paws and scampered off, the figure stepped down from Peanut. It's silhouette was black in the mist of the wild, and it looked like a... "Cat!" Peanut yelled, his hackles lifting. "Mhm, so what?" The feline stepped up, showing a gleaming brown pelt with crystal-blue eyes. A yellow collar with a shiny, silvery tag gleamed from the moon. Few claws of deceased beasts hung from the back. "Something wrong?" Peanut's hackles were shaking, noticing the teeth and claws on the collar. "Umm, nothing... I..." Then his chest felt light. The cat narrowed it's eyes. "Snap out of it; you were saying something," she reminded, with a warm, soft smile. "I, I, I..." The brown feline now was annoyed. "Dog, get your senses straight. If you can't say anything, just say your name." Peanut know sighed a sigh of relief. "My name is Peanut. Yours?" He calmly asked. The cat smiled again. "My name is Chocolate, hello there!" Peanut's heart felt light, along with his chest. Peanut really had a feeling for her. "Hi, Chocolate... Umm, do you want to come to my den? We have a bit of moose left in storage if you want to have a meal with us," he motioned to a medium-sized burrow. "Would I? Of course!" Chocolate leaped to her paws. "Ok, let's go!" Peanut smiled, heading to his den. Chocolate scrambled onto his head, and purred loudly as they went to the den.
