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Bluemoon-eclipse [2011-01-23 02:04:34 +0000 UTC]

may i try for 2 of the pups if not i will just audition for one only
○ Number:5
○ Name:kouma
○ Gender:female
○ Bio: She is only pup from the shokubutsu(plant) clan (which was a smaller pack inside the daichi(earth) pack) to survive the horrible war between daichi and mizu . Okina tsubasa(great wings) (the leader of the sora pack and guardian of the skies ) watched as the war took place and could do nothing about it ,but when she saw there had been a survivor of shokubutsu she had make sure that kouma would not die.She was soon raised with others of the sora clan and other pups Okina tsubasa rescued. She became friends with a pup that was apart of the Gurando (ground) pack (smaller pack in daichi also) his name was toka,But as time went on and the got old enough to fight battles alone they had to soon find out would be the new guardian of the earth and soon restore the pack from the roots in the earth

her personal quote is: "Like a tree, where there are roots something powerful will be born."

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81intothenight [2011-01-23 01:59:56 +0000 UTC]

Can i haz 3 plz:

Name: Flen (idk, dun ask haha)
Gender: Male
Bio: His pack was killed of by a bigger pack (it was a small pack) except him so they took him and he doesnt know that his family was killed.

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rainismysunshine [2011-01-23 01:38:38 +0000 UTC]

I like number's 3 and 4 I don't think I'll adopt tho'.

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Fireflieslover55 [2011-01-23 01:18:53 +0000 UTC]

can I have 3 if its still free?

Name: Toxic
Gender: boy
Bio: His parents didn't know why he was born with unusual markings and colours so they decided to get rid of him. Toxic is a stray buthe has friends so he is happy, he occasionley wonders about his parents and why he has these markings.

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Muzica-chan [2011-01-23 00:26:13 +0000 UTC]

I filled out forms for three of them. I really love all of your designs. For each form, I gave a short bio but at the bottom, but if you want more, just say so and I can type it up. ^.^

○ Number: 1
○ Name: Minuialwen
○ Gender: Undecided
○ Bio:
Named for the hour of morning that s/he was born, Minuialwen, also known as Minuial and Minui, had four siblings at birth and was the first litter to the alphas. Minui always felt restless and at a young age set out to explore the world. Through chance, s/he met a fae named Vatra and the two instantly became friends and started to travel together. Though young, Minuial is very brave and passionate. Small things strike his/her interest and cause him/her to fixate. Easily distracted, but insanely intense when focused, Minuialwen can be difficult for some wolves to handle. With the life of a loner surrounding him/her, some of Minui's edges haven't yet been smoothed down, which is just as well as his/her companion is often even worse in behavior, which only serves to encourage him/her.

○ Number: 3
○ Name: Ithilethiel
○ Gender: Female
○ Bio:
Ithilethiel's birth pack is a very noble one. They have rites and rituals that go back more generations than even the eldest wolf can recount. Their stories are never ending and their history is rich. This being said, they are very strict about traditions. While all of the pups in Ithilethiel's litter were born gray or brown, she was born as black as the endless night of winter. Her pack knew well that she would one day become the Mood Maiden and she was named for such. Just like the five other Ithilethiel's, she was raised to follow the rules and become one of the Moon Maidens. Ithilethiel, however, was born with a rebellious nature. Because of this, she refused to become one of the numbers. In the end, she fled. She would have been caught and forced into returning, but a strange fae helped her out. The two were weary of each other and never quite could call each other friends. Ithilethiel's bizarre markings appeared shortly after she abandoned her pack, a clear sign that she was the Moon Maiden, but she refused to go back. Along side the mysterious fae, she continued to flee, even as the pursuit for her got more intense. Ithilethiel, or Thief as her companion nicknamed her, is a very selfish soul and she acknowledges it. Her pack is in turmoil because of her, but she refuses to live as a idol and not member of the pack. She is desperate for wolves that will accept her and view her as an equal. Not always the most observant, she is only a mediocre hunter since she wasn't permitted to hunt until she lived on her own.

○ Number: 4
○ Name: Bellethiel
○ Gender: Male
○ Bio:
He was born and raised in a very normal fashion. He had older siblings and was born in a litter that wasn't too large. Well cared for and well disciplined, his life was fairly normal. When he was about a year old, in the second fall of his life, the forest caught fire. Filled with terror, his pack fled. He never would see any of them again, for even with a keen sense of smell, the ash that clung to their paws covered their scents. His life was normal for a lone wolf, he avoided other packs and hunted. Just as he was getting lonesome, he found a small...thing. It was a living thing. The thing was lost and he decided against killing it, because the thing seemed to want to understand.
Belletheil, also known as Hail and Letheil, is a very curious wolf. Playful and energetic, he fits in well with others of his own kind. However, he has a bad habit of getting into fights over stupid things. A hunter and a warrior, he has a deep understanding and respect for life. At times he appears to be mature beyond his years, but then he makes a mistake and his normal, goofy, puppy-ish side comes out.

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Nature--Wolf [2011-01-23 00:17:28 +0000 UTC]

nevermind actually.

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Nature--Wolf [2011-01-23 00:17:09 +0000 UTC]

I wan't 4 please

Number 4
Name Lesley
Gender female
Bio. Used to be homelss. and had to beg for food. very sweet and sensitive.

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DevilsWatchOverUs [2011-01-22 23:16:32 +0000 UTC]

○ Number: 4
○ Name: Chikari (Ch-ih-car-e)
○ Gender: Male
○ Bio: Nothing more than a useless runt who could easily be seen by predators- at least that's how his pack saw him. Despite this, his mother loved him. Chikari was her only surviving cub, the others had been still born. It was unclear why he had... purple on him, but his mother didn't care. "This makes you special- take it not as a curse, but as a gift from the Gods," she would often tell him. By the time he was four months old, he was the strongest young wolf in his pack. Others his age were always loosing in their play-fights with him. By the time Chikari was eight months old, his mother was mistakenly shot by a hunter mistaking her for a coyote in thick brush, where it was very hard to see. When she was gone, other wolves saw a weakness in Chikari, and went for it. They wanted the misfit gone. Our young wolf was almost run out of his pack until he decided there was only one way to end this; challenge the alpha. By the time the fight was over, ten or twelve adult wolves stared in shock and horror at their former alphas dead body, which was hanging out of Chikari's mouth from the back of its neck. Chikari was alpha, and first thing was first; turn everyone who abused him into omegas. Almost three years into his reign over the almost slave-like pack, Chikari (now about four) was caught in a trap by humans. Amazed by his purple fur, they took him away from his home (somewhere in South America) to the S.A. Zoo. He was quickly introduced to the other wolves there. Amazed was an understatement; he met wolves with odd colors who lived together as friends more than rivals. No one laughed at each other about their colors or weird adaptations, and Chikari now understood more about the world than he had before. His colors truly weren't a curse; they were a gift from the Gods, just as his mother had said. Sure, he was no longer and alpha here, but that didn't matter to him. This was his home now, and he was equal with them. Chikari was finally happy.

Hope you like my entry, I think it's kinda sucky for me but oh well Oh, just curious, but can we adopt/try for more than one?

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robowolf1997 [2011-01-22 23:09:03 +0000 UTC]

#3 looks cool

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invaderzimrox55 [2011-01-22 23:08:11 +0000 UTC]

Can I try three and four??

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Merry-Commissions [2011-01-22 22:59:29 +0000 UTC]

Uh..wow xD
I was gonna say I wanted 5 but....nevermiinnndd >___________>

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EverlastingMemoirs [2011-01-22 22:44:19 +0000 UTC]

Oh, you've done a very neat job with their designs. They're darling. I'll be back to try for #3.

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cindymilt [2011-01-22 22:31:55 +0000 UTC]

#3
name: posion
gender: male
bio: he is a very shy wolf, and he don't like other wolfs (exept Number). he hates it when he see humans and always he try's to kill them. he is never lost and he haves 1 wolf friend named Number (my own wolf ^^) he is best friends with him. he likes to play with him and is very nice to him. he is quikly angry and if he is angry it is not safe to be with him. he likes to be in the water and in grass. he is scared of fire because Number is burned by fire. Number have survived it and you can't see his wounds. that is why he is scared of fire. he hates it. he also hates very hot or cold day's. he likes snow and rain. his enemy is Oscar. he hates him so much. he always try to kill Oscar or give him wounds. Oscar wants to be friends with him but it is not working. Oscar is nice to him but Posion hates him.

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max22244 [2011-01-22 22:25:48 +0000 UTC]

AMG 4!

Name: Smoketree
Gender: Male
Bio: I was born to a father named Nettlesting, and a mother name Cherryblossom, two of the head wolves in my pack. Apparently I was born in BlossomClan. I had wonderful parents, who trained me when I was old enough. My mother was dark pinks and light pinks, with white on her too! My father had dark gray on him and a dark pink- his mother and father had dark pelts- so that must be the side of the family I get my dark fur from. I love these fields, they are soft and all the dens are lined with blossoms and daisies - the nursery for the pups a big den surrounded with lavender and roses with blossoms and feathers inside - and my den is so comfy, I could sleep in there for moons! I am pretty playful and brave, and strong- I found out my strength when I took down a full grown wild moose and dragged it all the way to the Clan! I am fast enough to run after the mustangs- I have caught a lot of those! I was about 18 moons old when my mom brought this wolf in the Clan, Sakura, and she is a good friend too, she plays with me a lot when Mom is gone, and she says that Cherryblossom took her in as a pup and how nice she is to her. I like to splash around in the river with Sakura the best- it is so much fun! I can tell we are going to be some of the best warriors in the clan- I am 28 moons old now, Sakura is 25 moons, meaning I have more training- and it is fun to teach her! I remember one time when I was teaching her the 'roll and bite' attack, and I just nipped her and when I rolled under her she was so surprised she ran herself into the trees! Time to tuck into the den now, bye!

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Yay for first person writing!
You made me think of making a clan D: /flail

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Drizzy-Drake [2011-01-22 22:18:35 +0000 UTC]

How can you NOT love #3 and go for #5 *glares at everyone below her* You should be ash- Wait a sec, that means more for me *dives*

○ Number: 3
○ Name: Dokusai (Meaning Toxic/Toxin In Japanese.)
○ Gender: Male.
○ Bio (A short one is also ok): Dokusai spent the first part of his life with a pack of dogs that frequented the dumps of a human city. She was tolerated by humans due to his appearance. The city he lived in soon began to have an increase in canine related attacks so the human authorities began shooting stray dogs to ease the population and hope that the attacks cease. He ran from fear and wound up lost in the cold wilderness, unable to hunt and unable to find shelter for himself as he never had to do so before in his entire life. He can only hunt smaller things that are unskilled enough to escape from under his paws. He hated winter with its cold weather and snow, it didn't make his already hard to blend in fur harder to blend in with his surroundings, and everything fled at the first sight of him. He almost died the first year in the harsh world, but he learned ever so slowly, romping around territories that he would've never crossed in his life. He is still currently trying to find a place called home, but he doubts he would never cross such a place, always focusing on staying alive and what to eat for the night.

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StoryMaker91 [2011-01-22 22:08:19 +0000 UTC]

I really love 1 (5 too) but I have too many characters as it is. Good luck to everybody!

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