[Offended Cockatiel]

As you can see theswe are 3 little pups who i'm going to put up for adoption(if ppl want) so if you want them to be up for adoption tell me.(I mite and I said mite keep them, very small chances!)

[heartleafed]

Aw, they're cute :3

[Offended Cockatiel]

Thnx hey did u finish the family?

[heartleafed]

No, not yet. I've been kinda bleck lately.

Did you do the armor sketches yet?

[Offended Cockatiel]

Yea kind of...maybe...a little.

[Wᴏʟғᴀᴛᴏɴɪx]

Could i adopt the white puppy?

Name: Luke
Gender: Male

[Offended Cockatiel]

Well I mite keep her and you actually have to try if you want a pup.

[redninetails]

could i have the purple pup ontop? i still need a name but she;d be a she.

[Zep♓yra]

Can I have the black pup please

name: Dusk
age: pup
gender: female
personality: kind , adventours, rebelious, fun, smart

[Solanum]

Aww. That black pup is simply gorgeous. c:
The black one c:
Name:
Lazarus

Nicknames
Laz, Russ, Sparky

Gender
Male

Age
Young Adult – Two years

Personality
Lazarus is an outgoing, adventurous and imaginative young wolf. He can't resist a chance to get away from his life and to explore the great beyond, even if that kind of opportunity doesn't come around very often. Always wanting to play, even if his siblings don't want to, he is constantly full of energy. Hence the nickname Sparky. Although it isn't really his fault, he can get very annoying, and as a result, he is constantly being told to leave. Not that he really minds, most of the time he's content with being on his own to just do whatever he wants without too many rules. It doesn't matter if he is rough, or potentially dangerous. As long as he goes home to his mother before nightfall she doesn't really care. Unless he had actually hurt himself, which, due to his luck, is rare.

History
It wasn't the first time I'd been pushed away by everyone else. I didn't really fit in with the others. My siblings, though they were the same age as me, had matured and the pack had no more pups for me to play with. So I was forced further and further away from the pack, but never out of the boundaries, and never for too long. I'd always be back before nightfall. For my mother and no one else. Her love and support was the only thing keeping me here, sadly to say. Of course she would always rattle on about how I'd mature, fall in love, have a family... But really, lets be serious here. Do I seem the type to settle down?
My favourite playing spots were further out in the forest. I would leave the den at sunrise then return at sunset. Simple as. Though the time in between, well, anything could happen. I could be a great explorer, travelling the wilds... An alpha watching over my pack. An omega fighting for respect. But at the end of the day... I was just me. Nothing special. Just a pup. Sure you could call me a prince, but I wasn't treated like it. H***, most of the time they didn't even know I existed, or at least that was how they acted... Well... My father and siblings.
My mum was always there for me. To hold my paw. To comfort me and take care of me when I was ill. I loved her more than anything, but not all good things can last. She passed away when I reached two years old. Just as I began to take an interest in the she-wolves...
With nothing to hold him back, he forced me from the pack and took himself a new mate as if my mother had meant nothing to him. I wasn't sure how to feel. Angry, betrayed, sad... Maybe a little of all of them, though without my mother, there was nothing with the pack for me. I had no life there, so I set off on my own.

That's where I am now... On my own but so much better than where I was before. Now I'm free to do what ever I want, go where ever I want, keep what ever company I want. No one can tell me what to do or what to say.
I love it.