Rekkis Wolf adoption

Advent · **Posted:** Fri Dec 12, 2008 12:22 am

Okay well all these are copy writed to kay fedewa well the line art is the design is mine

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Yah know im generally a nice person but i hate short things as like details about teh character it makes me think you just want it cuz your a character hog.

So heres what you need to fill out for me

Number:
Name:
Age:
Personality:
History:
Rp example:
Drawing:

if you dont rp then put like a lil snazzy story sample

Set 2 is up!

Male 1: ADOPTED: saske italian wolf
Male 2: ADOPTED: Kolton
Male 3: ADOPTED: White Wolf's Moon
Male 4:

Female 1:
Female 2:
Female 3:
Female 4:

Males:

Females:

Advent · **Posted:** Fri Dec 12, 2008 6:42 pm

WolfWhisperer wrote:

Number: 3
Name: Riko
Age: 1
Likes: rain, storms, water and eating.
Dislikes: sun, warm weather, day time and waking up tired.
personality: Strong, protective and headstrong.
Location: Inran
Occupation: Pack member
Fur colour(s): Black and green
Eye colour(s): Blue.
History: Riko was born into a huge pack that ruled most of the north river and Riko never liked to go out and play in the sun. He was more a rain fan instead of sun and warm weather. Riko always used to be nocturnal and he disliked the sun. The whole pack thought he was a vampire but he wasn't. Then when he was older he wandered off out of the packs sight and met a wonderful wolf called Kiveria and he soon then fell in love with her. Now Riko and Kiveria are mates.
Rp example:*Riko walks out of his cave and howls* Is that enough?
Pic: Soon

This is OKAY.. a bit mroe of an rp example since that seems kinda....excuse me as i say this but illiterate.
I'm sorry if you find that offensive but i want to makesure they go to good people yah know?

Kittylover · **Posted:** Sat Dec 13, 2008 4:23 pm

Number:Female 2
Name: Grey
Age: Approx. 4-5 years
Personality: Grey has a calmer nature, she prefers to think things through rather then act on impulse. She's smart, and tries to learn things new and stick to what she knows. Not try to pretend she knows everything but has nothing to back her up. The saying, 'Knowledge is Power' is true in Grey's case, she's strategic and knows when things are getting out of hand and when not to start things at all.
She is hardly the type to get into arguments, she's has an icy tone when she speaks -which she doesn't do much of unless it's an order. Grey has a leader-like air about her, and constantly has control of the situation at hand. She has the perfect making's of a pack leader, though she prefers only to roam with her sister and the occasional other. Grey finds it unreasonable to fall in love, it only slows people down when on a journey. Which she is always on. Her ambition is a rebellious one against the control of humans and she is constantly moving up from troubling camping hunters to attacking towns and small settlements of people.
History: Grey was born to a litter of one, her mother and father lone wolves that stuck together at an abandoned rendezvous site of another pack. They'd raised her to be on her guard and watch her surroundings constantly, and to scavenge for food rather than hunt openly. A thing she found disgraceful to her wolf blood. So when she was old enough to hunt on her own-which was when her younger sister Shay was born- she decided to attack larger meat. Taking down baby deer that had strayed from their mothers, a fairly good accomplishment for a wolf alone and as young as herself. Her parents were easily consumed in their newer addition to the family, little Shay. But Grey was secretly glad they had the constant distraction of puppy Shay, it gave her more time to excel at her own abilities and to turn herself into a powerful wolf worthy of leaving her parents at one point in life. She could then if she pleased, but at the moment she felt she owed them her protection- after all they had raised her and tried their best to keep her safe when she couldn't on her own. So she stayed, and for about a year she watched her sister grow and her parents fatten on the prey that she had caught.
She'd begun to feel her debt was paid to them, it was her time to leave them and embark on her journeys. So she left one night, without their knowledge. But she should have known that the small one year old pup Shay would follow her sister eagerly. Grey had at first snapped at the tiny one, telling her to turn around and go back home. That their parents needed young Shay to grow up strong and protect them as they grew into old wolves.
She should have anticipated that the small pup would be persistent, too stubborn to change her mind no matter what. So Grey had no choice but to give up and allow her sister to come with, but first she had told the young pup that she needed their mother's consent to come along. In the beginning Grey had not wanted to let her parents know she was leaving, hoping they would wake up and just have to face the facts that she was gone and never coming back. But that wasn't going to happen. They could have taken Grey's disappearance easily, but she knew how troubled her mother would be if Shay was missing. She'd go into hysterics thinking her pup may have been stolen by bears or something along those lines. And so the painful chat with her parents commenced. At first had been the screams of alarm, 'What are you thinking?', 'Don't you know there are wolves out there?'. She had always been annoyed by how her parents seemed to act as if they were some other race than wolves and that they were like some scary beasts or something. But she had to take into account on the fact that they'd grown up mostly in a human town treated like dogs, and then cast out and hidden in the wild.
But Grey had easily noticed how she looked like a wolf, howled like a wolf, and had the build of a wolf. Her father knew what they were, yet feared others of their kind.
They'd let them both go sooner or later, and so the pair of Shay and Grey came to be.
Shay grew rapidly over the time of a year, Grey taught her what she knew and they soon caught big prey together with ease. Feasting well during most of the year, although when winter came around they took to sleep and hunger rather than travel and hunting as they did during the warmer and drier seasons.
It was on one trip that she'd noticed something particularly horrifying. The kill of a wolf on hers and Shay's territory, of course she was mad about the trespasser. But what enraged her more was the sight of a human killing one of her kind. It was absolutely disgusting, the way the wolf had been hit with a bullet then skinned and eaten and other things that she no longer wished to even think about. It was then that she had discovered her goal, 'To show humans that the killing of Wolves was no longer acceptable, that wolves were the greater species.' and so that journey began and so far has not ended.
Rp example: Grey awoke to see sunlight filtering through the overhanging branches of her temporary den. Her and Shay no longer kept permanent territory, but temporary bases over their journeys.
She could feel the shifting form of her sister against her left flank, the jab of a wet nose in her rib-cage. Grey shifted in her position and sat up, looking around at the expanse of undergrowth that surrounded them. She let out a yawn, her mouth gaping and her tongue lolling out. Then she rose, Shay's form slipping silently to fall the the earthy floor. She murmured something in her sleep, but otherwise remained... well, asleep. Grey stepped from the small den, which was really just a hole beneath some tree roots that they'd made a roof for with some large branches and large leaves of plants they found.
Grey stretched each limb in turn, much like a cat. Another yawn parting her lips. Her limber form stalked the clearing around her, sniffing at the edges of bushes. She was always on the alert for trespassers, territorial over the small area they'd claimed for now. The remains of a dead rabbit they'd feasted on that night was the only thing that she could smell apart from the forest scents.
She heard a rustle from behind her that signaled that Shay had woken from her slumber.
"You could have woken me..." Shay said through a yawn, Grey didn't feel it necessary to answer and Shay was use to her normal silence. "Whats on the menu for breakfast?" Shay asked still sleepy.
"Rabbit, or maybe a baby deer if we're lucky. Though, I doubt that there are any does that have given birth yet this early in spring. Even so, they'd be more protective over their young." Grey stated firmly, most of it wasn't estimates but pure fact she knew from the signs of nature around her. She always knew what prey was out and when their mating seasons started and ended and the certain times to expect newborns at what ages. Shay nodded, Grey knew she didn't care how her sister knew things like that. Shay always only cared that her stomach was full, a thing that wouldn't happen if she'd had stayed with their parents.
"Going to hunt yet?" Shay asked, watching her older sister sniff around a few bushes renewing their scent markers here and there.
"Wait until the sun is a little higher, it's a whiter shade right now still dawn. Most animals wont be out of their burrows yet." Grey mumbled concentrating on what she was doing.
"Aren't all animals out early by now? Trying to find a mate?" Shay was trying to make a joke, but Grey didn't laugh. She never did have much of a sense of humor. "You know your boring." Shay grumbled.
"You've been saying that for the past two years. If I'm so boring, why do you stay? We've encountered plenty of packs for you to join if you wanted." Grey reminded her plainly, examining a leaf.
"But then I wouldn't know what would become of my beloved sister and compelling journeys to take down humans." Shay grinned warmly at Grey.
"So then I'm not so boring if you want to know what happens to me. And I'd live by the way, thats what I do: Live." Grey mused, she flashed a smile in her sister's direction.
"O.K. Your interesting. You just aren't that fun when you aren't scheming." Shay allowed.
"I use up every last bit of my energy when I'm 'Scheming', taking down man-kind is a hard thing to do." Grey pointed out, she'd sat down at the edge of the clearing. Looking at Shay as they talked.
Shay sighed in defeat.
"Can we eat please?" Shay pleaded, her stomach did the same. Grey nodded and they headed out into the thicker forests, the sticks and leaves running through their pelts.

Does she need a picture? Or is that optional? I mean, I'd make pic.s if I have to, but I'm feeling drained in the artistic part of me.

Advent · **Posted:** Sat Dec 13, 2008 4:54 pm

Kittylover wrote:

Number:Female 2
Name: Grey
Age: Approx. 4-5 years
Personality: Grey has a calmer nature, she prefers to think things through rather then act on impulse. She's smart, and tries to learn things new and stick to what she knows. Not try to pretend she knows everything but has nothing to back her up. The saying, 'Knowledge is Power' is true in Grey's case, she's strategic and knows when things are getting out of hand and when not to start things at all.
She is hardly the type to get into arguments, she's has an icy tone when she speaks -which she doesn't do much of unless it's an order. Grey has a leader-like air about her, and constantly has control of the situation at hand. She has the perfect making's of a pack leader, though she prefers only to roam with her sister and the occasional other. Grey finds it unreasonable to fall in love, it only slows people down when on a journey. Which she is always on. Her ambition is a rebellious one against the control of humans and she is constantly moving up from troubling camping hunters to attacking towns and small settlements of people.
History: Grey was born to a litter of one, her mother and father lone wolves that stuck together at an abandoned rendezvous site of another pack. They'd raised her to be on her guard and watch her surroundings constantly, and to scavenge for food rather than hunt openly. A thing she found disgraceful to her wolf blood. So when she was old enough to hunt on her own-which was when her younger sister Shay was born- she decided to attack larger meat. Taking down baby deer that had strayed from their mothers, a fairly good accomplishment for a wolf alone and as young as herself. Her parents were easily consumed in their newer addition to the family, little Shay. But Grey was secretly glad they had the constant distraction of puppy Shay, it gave her more time to excel at her own abilities and to turn herself into a powerful wolf worthy of leaving her parents at one point in life. She could then if she pleased, but at the moment she felt she owed them her protection- after all they had raised her and tried their best to keep her safe when she couldn't on her own. So she stayed, and for about a year she watched her sister grow and her parents fatten on the prey that she had caught.
She'd begun to feel her debt was paid to them, it was her time to leave them and embark on her journeys. So she left one night, without their knowledge. But she should have known that the small one year old pup Shay would follow her sister eagerly. Grey had at first snapped at the tiny one, telling her to turn around and go back home. That their parents needed young Shay to grow up strong and protect them as they grew into old wolves.
She should have anticipated that the small pup would be persistent, too stubborn to change her mind no matter what. So Grey had no choice but to give up and allow her sister to come with, but first she had told the young pup that she needed their mother's consent to come along. In the beginning Grey had not wanted to let her parents know she was leaving, hoping they would wake up and just have to face the facts that she was gone and never coming back. But that wasn't going to happen. They could have taken Grey's disappearance easily, but she knew how troubled her mother would be if Shay was missing. She'd go into hysterics thinking her pup may have been stolen by bears or something along those lines. And so the painful chat with her parents commenced. At first had been the screams of alarm, 'What are you thinking?', 'Don't you know there are wolves out there?'. She had always been annoyed by how her parents seemed to act as if they were some other race than wolves and that they were like some scary beasts or something. But she had to take into account on the fact that they'd grown up mostly in a human town treated like dogs, and then cast out and hidden in the wild.
But Grey had easily noticed how she looked like a wolf, howled like a wolf, and had the build of a wolf. Her father knew what they were, yet feared others of their kind.
They'd let them both go sooner or later, and so the pair of Shay and Grey came to be.
Shay grew rapidly over the time of a year, Grey taught her what she knew and they soon caught big prey together with ease. Feasting well during most of the year, although when winter came around they took to sleep and hunger rather than travel and hunting as they did during the warmer and drier seasons.
It was on one trip that she'd noticed something particularly horrifying. The kill of a wolf on hers and Shay's territory, of course she was mad about the trespasser. But what enraged her more was the sight of a human killing one of her kind. It was absolutely disgusting, the way the wolf had been hit with a bullet then skinned and eaten and other things that she no longer wished to even think about. It was then that she had discovered her goal, 'To show humans that the killing of Wolves was no longer acceptable, that wolves were the greater species.' and so that journey began and so far has not ended.
Rp example: Grey awoke to see sunlight filtering through the overhanging branches of her temporary den. Her and Shay no longer kept permanent territory, but temporary bases over their journeys.
She could feel the shifting form of her sister against her left flank, the jab of a wet nose in her rib-cage. Grey shifted in her position and sat up, looking around at the expanse of undergrowth that surrounded them. She let out a yawn, her mouth gaping and her tongue lolling out. Then she rose, Shay's form slipping silently to fall the the earthy floor. She murmured something in her sleep, but otherwise remained... well, asleep. Grey stepped from the small den, which was really just a hole beneath some tree roots that they'd made a roof for with some large branches and large leaves of plants they found.
Grey stretched each limb in turn, much like a cat. Another yawn parting her lips. Her limber form stalked the clearing around her, sniffing at the edges of bushes. She was always on the alert for trespassers, territorial over the small area they'd claimed for now. The remains of a dead rabbit they'd feasted on that night was the only thing that she could smell apart from the forest scents.
She heard a rustle from behind her that signaled that Shay had woken from her slumber.
"You could have woken me..." Shay said through a yawn, Grey didn't feel it necessary to answer and Shay was use to her normal silence. "Whats on the menu for breakfast?" Shay asked still sleepy.
"Rabbit, or maybe a baby deer if we're lucky. Though, I doubt that there are any does that have given birth yet this early in spring. Even so, they'd be more protective over their young." Grey stated firmly, most of it wasn't estimates but pure fact she knew from the signs of nature around her. She always knew what prey was out and when their mating seasons started and ended and the certain times to expect newborns at what ages. Shay nodded, Grey knew she didn't care how her sister knew things like that. Shay always only cared that her stomach was full, a thing that wouldn't happen if she'd had stayed with their parents.
"Going to hunt yet?" Shay asked, watching her older sister sniff around a few bushes renewing their scent markers here and there.
"Wait until the sun is a little higher, it's a whiter shade right now still dawn. Most animals wont be out of their burrows yet." Grey mumbled concentrating on what she was doing.
"Aren't all animals out early by now? Trying to find a mate?" Shay was trying to make a joke, but Grey didn't laugh. She never did have much of a sense of humor. "You know your boring." Shay grumbled.
"You've been saying that for the past two years. If I'm so boring, why do you stay? We've encountered plenty of packs for you to join if you wanted." Grey reminded her plainly, examining a leaf.
"But then I wouldn't know what would become of my beloved sister and compelling journeys to take down humans." Shay grinned warmly at Grey.
"So then I'm not so boring if you want to know what happens to me. And I'd live by the way, thats what I do: Live." Grey mused, she flashed a smile in her sister's direction.
"O.K. Your interesting. You just aren't that fun when you aren't scheming." Shay allowed.
"I use up every last bit of my energy when I'm 'Scheming', taking down man-kind is a hard thing to do." Grey pointed out, she'd sat down at the edge of the clearing. Looking at Shay as they talked.
Shay sighed in defeat.
"Can we eat please?" Shay pleaded, her stomach did the same. Grey nodded and they headed out into the thicker forests, the sticks and leaves running through their pelts.

Does she need a picture? Or is that optional? I mean, I'd make pic.s if I have to, but I'm feeling drained in the artistic part of me.

Simply wonderful!
and id really like one its just to make sure she'll be used for more then just rping since i want them to go to people who will use them alot.

Advent · **Posted:** Sat Dec 13, 2008 4:57 pm

WolfWhisperer wrote:

I don't even know what illiterate means XDDDDDD I'm so dumb.

it means not useing comleat sentences and such

Kittylover · **Posted:** Sun Dec 14, 2008 8:48 am

KK, I'll see what kind of doodles I can make up for her.

EDIT::

Attachment:

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I used one of my own Line arts if thats O.K, like I said, I'm pretty drained with the artistic part of me .I colored Grey and her sister though.

Advent · **Posted:** Sun Dec 14, 2008 12:08 pm

Kittylover wrote:

KK, I'll see what kind of doodles I can make up for her.

EDIT::

Attachment:

Shay and Grey.png

I used one of my own Line arts if thats O.K, like I said, I'm pretty drained with the artistic part of me .I colored Grey and her sister though.

Thank you shes all yours : D

Advent · **Posted:** Sat Jan 10, 2009 3:08 pm

Lone · **Posted:** Sat Jan 10, 2009 3:14 pm

If this is still alive.. I must try for the brown female!

Advent · **Posted:** Sat Jan 10, 2009 3:19 pm

Lone (elemental) wrote:

If this is still alive.. I must try for the brown female!

well go ahead ^^ yes this is still open!

Lone · **Posted:** Sat Jan 10, 2009 3:55 pm

Number: 3

Name: Kintuar

Age: 3 years

Personality: Kin is very, self confedent. She is the boss of anyone she meets, and can get them to do what ever she wants. She is very good with words, and very good at tricks. She is a free spirit, and wont join a team or give in with a fight.

History: Kin's history was pretty normal, for a wolf. She was born the only one in her litter, once she was old enough to eat her own food, and hunt her mother left. Her father stayed with her for a while longer, before leaving Kin on her own.

Rp example: (I am not the best writer, so don't hurt me ^^, also im in a small writers block))

Kin sighed lowly, her walking had gotten quicker since she started to walk. Her ears flinched to every noise that the forest had made. Her brown eyes watched the surroundings, looking for somthing to eat, or someone to talk to. The shewolf shook out her fur and sighed. Again.

Advent · **Posted:** Sat Jan 10, 2009 8:30 pm

Lone (elemental) wrote:

Number: 3

Name: Kintuar

Age: 3 years

Personality: Kin is very, self confedent. She is the boss of anyone she meets, and can get them to do what ever she wants. She is very good with words, and very good at tricks. She is a free spirit, and wont join a team or give in with a fight.

History: Kin's history was pretty normal, for a wolf. She was born the only one in her litter, once she was old enough to eat her own food, and hunt her mother left. Her father stayed with her for a while longer, before leaving Kin on her own.

Rp example: (I am not the best writer, so don't hurt me ^^, also im in a small writers block))

Kin sighed lowly, her walking had gotten quicker since she started to walk. Her ears flinched to every noise that the forest had made. Her brown eyes watched the surroundings, looking for somthing to eat, or someone to talk to. The shewolf shook out her fur and sighed. Again.

GREAT!
: D now all you need is a drawing

Lone · **Posted:** Sat Jan 10, 2009 10:48 pm

Advent wrote:

Lone (elemental) wrote:

Number: 3

Name: Kintuar

Age: 3 years

Personality: Kin is very, self confedent. She is the boss of anyone she meets, and can get them to do what ever she wants. She is very good with words, and very good at tricks. She is a free spirit, and wont join a team or give in with a fight.

History: Kin's history was pretty normal, for a wolf. She was born the only one in her litter, once she was old enough to eat her own food, and hunt her mother left. Her father stayed with her for a while longer, before leaving Kin on her own.

Rp example: (I am not the best writer, so don't hurt me ^^, also im in a small writers block))

Kin sighed lowly, her walking had gotten quicker since she started to walk. Her ears flinched to every noise that the forest had made. Her brown eyes watched the surroundings, looking for somthing to eat, or someone to talk to. The shewolf shook out her fur and sighed. Again.

GREAT!
: D now all you need is a drawing

Whoops! I forgot it! Hopefully I got the markings right 8D

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