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I hope you know I'm quoting all of these to my profilemy heart is a pulsing slice of mayo
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elijahs fursona part 2Name: Weed
Gender: male
Age: (do we care) a young adult
Pack: Storm
Breed/species: pitbull
Description: Light brown, almost golden fur. Brown eyes. All muscle packed on a slender frame. Has a huge mouth and a gnarly bite strength.
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(Not my pic; I searched "dogs with crackhead energy" and this came up, 10/10 would pet.)
Personality: Likes to joke around and have fun, but his sense of humor is underscored with a sadness that's hard to identify.
History: idk man it's late. lots of abuse and emotional trauma. He does not like his mom, super snappy when it comes to parents and S/Os who don't treat their families right.
Mate: Open (like really open (he's so lonely))
Pups: Only the ones he informally adopts
Other: I dare you guys to guess who inspired this guy
Username: @PeepersMama
@HeavensHens88 tada
Let's start with mine
*gently sets Mashed Potato and Spyke on your desk*
There
My life force
*carefully takes heart out and slams it on desk* here's one
*give you all my love and support*
if you want my true heart then here
*takes out all my love and adoration for G'raha Tia and places it on your desk, but its so much so it overflows onto your floor*
I*hands sary a slice of frozen mayo* its like american cheese and if you give it a kiss it will maintain its form for 48 hours plz be careful with it <333
OH NAW ;w;A black she-dog trotted through the forest, long legs striking the earth at a quick pace.
Raven's mind spun, whirling around like a new pup chasing it's own tail. Her daughter was dead, it hadn't even been another pack that had taken Nighthawk.
Just another gathering of Sirius forsaken rogues.
The fur along her spine rose as she remembered her own time as a rogue before Midnight brought her in, but even the great alpha was dead. Along with too many others to count. But why did Nighthawk have to be one of them? Riverfire and I don't have a daughter anymore, and Obsidian just lost his only sister.
She shook her head, picking up her pace, oblivious to the fact that three more of her own pack-mates had fallen prey to some maniacal rogue. Running these trails had always been a fall back to whenever she was stressed. And she was so much more than stressed right now.
As she raced along, caught up in her own jumbled thoughts, she hardly noticed a branch cracking.
YesSo, heh, thanks to encouragement, I've been going through the member page and slowly, slowly mending it.
Also, instead of having them all simultaneously killed by our beloved rogues -however fantastically delightful that may be-, I'm making all other inactive characters into playable NPCs for future plot development. Good idea?
Your valuable input is greatly appreciated.