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"Dusa" is the name for any of 5 similar species in the closely-related genus Dusa. They are small antelopes, closely related to the Duikers, but they have several distinct characteristics which make them unique among bovids. The greatest difference of all is their diet - all species of Dusa are nearly exclusively carnivorous. They are notoriously difficult to keep in captivity due to their shy nature and strong social bonds, and very few captive packs have ever been kept sucessfully - until now. A sustainable captive population of Dusa dusa, known as the Striped Dusa or Common Dusa, has been established, and are ready to be adopted out.

Owner: Wolfheart1012
Name: Cinder
Gender: Male
Coat Colour: Black Dun with Recessive Spotting
Genotype: EE/aa/ss/Dnd
Social Personality: Moderately Dominant, steady
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This Dusa is Moderately Dominant, which means he will most likely occupy a social rank in the middle of the pack hierarchy.

[ShadyBro]

Owner: ShadyBro
Name: Soot
Story/Poem: It wasnt hard to imagine a world where Dusa reigned, wild and free, without the troubles of mankind. It seemed this way for such a long time to little Soot, a young and vibrant fawn who had always enjoyed his time amongst his family. The days were long and filled with adventure, setting his curious mind ablaze, and at night the herd would rest in the meadows, no reason to show fear, as they did not know of such a feeling. Yet that was far before they came to find man, who sought after their horns and furs, and strung their fangs along wire as jewelry. The last night with his family, Soot opened his eyes a stroke before midnight, and looked upon a field of corpses, shielded partway by a black hood. He thrashed and tore at the material, earning several painful kicks, until a sharp pinch at the back of his neck made the world go dark again. He tries not to remember that night too often, as his new life shows no hint of the event. He remains strong and steady, unwilling to let his past control the future. He cant forget, however, the tragedy of man. (200 Words Exactly)

[Thelastsilhouette]

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[Arkinhallow]

*blinks rapidly* why is he SO PRETTY?! Let me know if it's too early for me to try for adopting again. I wasn't sure, since it's been a while since I won the fawn, but I actually only chose her today.

Owner: Wolfheart1012
Name: Cinder
Story/Poem: First Storm It's 213 words not including the three asterisks - I already cut it down a bit, but I could probably get it to under 200 if necessary.
The clouds in the early night sky held the promise of rain as Cinder settled his tiny hooves next to his mother's body. She nuzzled his head, and he yawned briefly. The fawn gazed up at the sky, where the stars were almost obscured by ominously dark clouds. He already missed the comforting lights that usually watched over him, but the warmth of his mother was making him drowsy, so he closed his eyes and drifted off anyway.
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The cracks of thunder reverberated in Cinder's chest, and made him shake fearfully. His fur was drenched from the violent rain, and he could barely see in the inky blackness of the night surrounding him. He huddled on the ground, but his belly fur was quickly drenched by the cold, muddy earth. He bleated frantically, calling for his mother. Suddenly she was next to him, and the night was less terrifying as she stood over him, protecting him from the dark. She helped him stand, and guided him as they headed for the shelter of a thick copse of bushes and trees. They settled beneath a sweet-smelling bush, and she curled around him protectively. Exhausted from the panic of being in his first storm, Cinder gradually went back to sleep, thunder ringing in his ears.

[tikki-tak]

Owner: Wolfheart1012
Name: Cinder
Story/Poem: First Storm It's 213 words not including the three asterisks - I already cut it down a bit, but I could probably get it to under 200 if necessary.
The clouds in the early night sky held the promise of rain as Cinder settled his tiny hooves next to his mother's body. She nuzzled his head, and he yawned briefly. The fawn gazed up at the sky, where the stars were almost obscured by ominously dark clouds. He already missed the comforting lights that usually watched over him, but the warmth of his mother was making him drowsy, so he closed his eyes and drifted off anyway.
***
The cracks of thunder reverberated in Cinder's chest, and made him shake fearfully. His fur was drenched from the violent rain, and he could barely see in the inky blackness of the night surrounding him. He huddled on the ground, but his belly fur was quickly drenched by the cold, muddy earth. He bleated frantically, calling for his mother. Suddenly she was next to him, and the night was less terrifying as she stood over him, protecting him from the dark. She helped him stand, and guided him as they headed for the shelter of a thick copse of bushes and trees. They settled beneath a sweet-smelling bush, and she curled around him protectively. Exhausted from the panic of being in his first storm, Cinder gradually went back to sleep, thunder ringing in his ears.

Congrats. c:

[Arkinhallow]

Ahah, wow thankyou for this bab c: