Yes. I am considering the following characters for adoption, mainly because I either, a) cannot have them due to my already existing characters, or b) don't have the time nor muse to play them. A few are gonna' be hard for me to give away, and I might just keep them. But the others are gonners, mainly because I don't play them much anymore. Please make a new post using my character or use one of your recent posts that you've made within the last week. I need recent work. Also, I want committed, decent role players because my characters are rather unique and need a much more experienced role player. So please don't get offended should I refuse your application. Thanks, Image.

Nickname:
Xen, Pef
Breed:
Eastern Wolf
Height:
39 inches
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Big, black and bulky describes this tank. Rippling muscles, long legs, and amazing endurance are all traits of his bodice. His left eye is a light blue; blind since a training accident. His other orb is a bright, fighting amber with a few scars 'round it. On his chest is a large swipe of claw marks that match with a bite scar on his back right leg. They all have a story, and most are from vicious fights he was pushed through.
Age: 5 years
Personality:
Hard, commanding, and demanding of respect, this brute has no tolerance for anything less than perfection. Xenith has never had a mate since his mind has always been stuck on ways to get himself higher in the pack ranks. Vicious to the death, he fights like a true wolf, scheming flawlessly, and precisely. He basically is perfection, called "Pef" by close friends, after learning the hard way through a few "accidents".
History:
Born to a military pack, much like the one he rules now, Xen was raised to attack intruders and always stay loyal to the pack. That is all he's ever known, and sticks to it like glue. Punished as a "private" for not following his instructions exactly, Xenith was gifted with his now blind eye. He didn't attack, since his friend lived in the neighboring pack that was on the war path. But the pain he experienced quickly turned his thoughts around, and he now only trusts the ones who reside with him. As for his chest and leg marks, he was dubbed with those in a tournament for pack Beta. Much to opponent's demise, Xenith's marks looked pretty. He won, and for doing so good was later awarded a few members to go off and start another pack. Now he does so, in the desert of Sobibor.
Picture:
None.
Master, Slave, or Free-Roaming? Master | Dunen

Nickname:
--
Breed:
Red Wolf
Height:
40 inches
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Baroque is a tawny red wolf, his lips and appendages spotlighted with a deep charcoal black. Orbs sparkle an ominous dark brown, little chocolate pools. His pads are a brown color, and his ears are tipped black as well. A few scars lengthen down his front legs, a brutal past scored there.
Age:
7 years
Personality:
Brutal, this masculine is not the wolf to mess with. His rash decisions usually end up for the worse, but his mind is a hard core thinking machine. He loves messing with the faes, and has been known to steal wolfesses away from their packs, only returning them when he's "done". He is quite cunning, but quite, not one to brag. He doesn't know his limits, and finds that everything is in the world can be his, if he tries hard enough.
History:
Baroque was a force-bred pup, one that had a father outside of his pack. He did come to know his father when he was little, the impression everlasting. Named for a type of surreal art in olden times, Baroque is head strong and followed in his father's paw prints by force-breeding other fems to make his genetic imprint on the wolf society. The pup was not born the runt, but the strongest of his litter, eventually killing his two other siblings before their second year. He felt no attachment--it had been one of the worst winters in the history, and survival of the fittest had kicked into overdrive. His mother would soon join their fate. He was later kicked out of the pack for force-breeding the Alpha's daughter who later died due to complications of the birth. Alone, this male wanders with a killer purpose, that instinct to survive raging in his mind.
Picture:
None.
Master, Slave, or Free-Roaming?
Free-Roaming

Nickname: Mal, Honey
Breed: Dalmatian
Height: 22 inches
Gender: Female
Appearance: A sturdy, muscular yet fast dog, Sayang is the perfect ideal of her breed. Her deep brown orbs are captivating and pure while her white, show-able coat shows no trace of imperfection. The female's short and well compacted fur is divine, her ebonite spots perfectly poised on her coat. Her long legs are defined well and give her a large push in her amazing running ability. Sayang's toes are arched and very dog-like while her black nails stand like clipped obsidian.
Age: Three years
Personality: Sayang has fiery spirit, fiercely competitive. This dame is a true athlete, and although she cannot beat the wolves she now attempts to live with in brute strength, Sayang can outsmart them and outrun them for short distances. Her legs are well equipped for short sprints, the sport at which she excels magnificently. She never backs down from a challenge, and once she's decided her loyalty, with or without you, she'll stay put till the end.
History: Sayang was born for stardom. The little pup was the human-made relation of her sire, Ideal Purpose and her dam, Little Thang'. During an overseas selling from her homecountry of Greece, Struttin' Pretty (Sayang's show name) was lost in the shipping and later found her wild self in the land of Sobibor. Unknown and uncared for, she stumbled along for a year until she was rounded up by some rag-tag brutes who shoved her the Auction Rock way. They did keep her in their 'mock pack' for a while, always nipping and chasing her until she'd pass out or just lay down and stop. It was like a cruel game of tag, yet she kept her intolerable spirit and played along. Soon thereafter the males dumped her at the Auction Rock, where she now resides.
Picture: None.
Master, Slave, or Free-Roaming? Slave | Undecided

Nickname:
None
Breed:
Arctic Wolf
Height:
31 inches
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Polaris is fully white, taking after his ancestors, and his orbs are a deep, ice blue. Paw pads are grey.
Age:
5 years
Personality:
Quiet, this male is not the dominant type. He does have full feelings though, and will voice them if they are strong enough. Respect is a big concept with him, and he fights for the slaved. Slavery should not be tolerated to him, and he highly resents the slavery which has taken him captive. He won't rebel though, knowing the torture has to stop sometime.
History:
He was born to average parents in a northern pack, named for the north star. His passive sister, Sabik, was born after him, her name meaning "the preceding". He watched her carefully, but they were separated when their pack was demolished by a neighboring pack. He searches for her constantly now, her image always on his mind.
Picture:
Coming
Master, Slave, or Free-Roaming?
Slave | Amareta Forest