{BE NOT}Sunny{DECEIVED}Cove{BY THE NAME}

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{i may answer to}
Nuri
{some call me}
Nuri
{don't label me}
Part Thoroughbred, Part Arabian
{so i'm short? what of it?}
14hh
{don't look down on my youth}
4
{proud to be a...}
Female
{bound but still free}
Slave
{beauty isn't everything}
Right now she's very leggy but she is just a baby. She will grow up to be very petite and graceful. Her mane is currently very short like a zebras because it was recently cut. She is coal black. Not shiny at all, and she blends very well into the night. Her eyes are the most shocking thing about her. They are a deep sapphire blue, but turn stormy grey when she is angry.

The leggy sometimes clumsy Nuri has now turned into a beautiful site to behold. This beauty is a hidden beauty, but all it requires is for her to start up her lean muscles and put her body into motion. For when this beautiful girl runs, it's pure poetry in motion. Her charcoal black coat seems to turn transparent and wolves and horses alike can observe as her muscles work in perfect unison. She used to be malnourished and weak due to mistreatment of a former master but due to a slaver she has grown quite heathy and sleek.
{i am me}
She loves to run. If she can run she is happy. She hates small enclosed spaces if anything can turn her wild its to be locked up in a cage. She is very mild tempered and obedient. She is also very shy from being isolated with just her parents for her whole life, but even though she is young she is not naive. A discerning person can easily see it by looking in her weary care-torn eyes. The eyes of someone much older than her.

Nuri, due to a long imprisonment at auction rock, she has a crippling fear of cages and chains.
{i act the way i do because...}
When she was young(even younger than she is know) she watched her parents murdered before her eyes. They were both free roamers and taught her much before they died. After they died she was dragged off to the Auction Rock, where she waits now slowly going mad because of her urge to run. She would likely kiss the hooves of anyone who showed her the least bit of kindness, even more so if they allowed her to run. If she could only be allowed that than she would be the most loyal slave ever owned.

While wandering her old master, Volatile's land, on which she was not present for long, Nuri was befriended by a snake named Jasper. He helped her learn how to manage her speed and turned her into an amazing racer, depsite her small size. He found she had a stamina not easily found in many horses. Soon this traitorous wretch showed his true colors when he took Nuri to slave rock, on the lie that they were going to his lands where she would be safe. So their she is, being sold by one of the few horses she had ever given her heart too.
--Relationships--
Volatile-- Pity.
Jasper-- Once trust, not turned to fear and loathing.

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{.just call.}
Baldric
{i'm laid back}
'Ric
{I have seen much}
8
{i could be}
American Timber Wolf
{i stand at...}
35in. 143 lbs.
{i am proud to be a...}
Male
{not much to look at}
This guy is as big as a timber wolf can get. His coat is brown with black tips. His ears are also brown with black tips. Also all his paws are black. His eyes are a rich chocolate color. His fur is a bit shaggy and not always the best groomed.
{i am me}
He really is a very sweet guy. He loves his fellow wolves and hates to see them mistreated. He does not enjoy going to Auction Rock, but he has to if he hopes to find slaves. His goal in life is to free as many slaves as possible.
{i act the way i do because...}
His mother was a slave, but oddly enough he was the heir to his fathers land. He was the only surviving pup of his father. His father was a cruel master and he tried to teach his son the way of cruelty, but Baldric was too soft hearted for that. Disgusted, his father threw him out, saying he'd rather his land be taken by some other wolf than have such a wimp as he rule. Baldric did not care much that his father disowned him, he cared that his mother was still with his father. He would most likely never see her again.
{i can still be kind}
Master
--Relationships--
Morning Dove-- Trust.
Nim-- Strange.
Etchie-- Growing Fondness.
Brielle-- Sweet Naivety.
Brokenspirit-- Protective.
Bluebirds Song- Fiery Love.

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MADE BY PYRRHULOXIA. ALL CREDIT GOES TO HER.

Ardilace|| Mare|| Mustang|| 15.2 h.h|| 4 Years
Free-Roamer

Appearance:
Ardilace has a strong, compact body along with long, well built legs. Her luscious mane cascades down from her crest as a white and orange waterfall past her knees. The forelock hides one chocolate brown eye and falls to the length of the rest of her mane. Ardilace's lengthy, beautiful tail blows gently as silk in the breeze, resting upon the ground in a considerably big heap. When walking, her tail bellows out behind her in a gorgeous representation of a lovely wedding dress.
The mare's ivory body is covered in four spots of orange color. Her underbelly is splashed with a jagged edged triangle of orange; on her rump a circle of orange surrounds the tail, washing down with the magnificent tail, shifting steadily into white at the tip; her chest has a rounded edged shape crawling over he shoulders and just slightly up the neck. The top half of her mane is a shock of bright orange, leading down her forelock halfway. Over one eye, the eye her forelock covers, a small patch encircles it. She is, simply, very beautiful in her own, natural way.

Personality:
This mare has the common persona of any mother who loves their child. And while she is merely pregnant with her first, she still treats everyone as kind as she can. When provoked however, she gets mean. And absolutely hates masters with a fiery passion! She would rather die than be under the evil influence of any horse other than the kindest. Another thing she hates is egos, any horse with a big ego will have to deal with her big mouth. Ardilace is not afraid to stand up and shout her beliefs, for good or ill, she has to get her point across.

History:
Ardilace grew up in a free land. She spent her youth with her parents in a beautiful, almost mystical forest where everything was bliss. She loved life and spent her days doing whatever she pleased. As she reached the age of three this mare decided to do a bit of traveling. Eventually she found her true love, Mordain, somewhere around these harmonious lands and they immediately fell in love. His remaining days were spent by Ardilace's side, taking care of her and teaching her. After his death, Ardilace began to realize she was pregnant. It comforted her, knowing that she still had a little bit of Mordain with her, and that she'd never forget him.

Picture: Ardilace's Pic

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Namesake;; Freedom.
Friendly Relations;; Dom, Free.
Betrayed By My Scent;; Male.
Years Have Passed;; 3.
Not Your Ordinary Hound;; Border Collie.
Looks Aren't Everything;;

Dom has long black and white hair. He has a ruff of white fur around his neck and on his belly, and back lower legs, his front legs are completely white with splashes of small black dots. On his back is a splash of black and his tail is completely black as well. His ears, face, and muzzle are all black except for a very thin white stripe running up the center of his face. His eyes are black. He is of a very lean build, and it's obvious he's very fast and also very strong. His breed was specifically built to herd cattle and sheep, which are not known for their intelligence nor their cooperation. Freedom is the epitome of a Border Collie.

The Dog Behind The Fur;;

Free has always been known for his lighthearted personality and his quick wit. He has outwitted many who would cause him harm. He is a very loving creature, but he is also shrewd and calculating. He knows when he's getting the short end of a straw, and that's when his amazing intellect becomes frightening. He loves to make friends, and makes them he does easily and quickly. Even in this cold harsh world of Sobibor, he can get past the barriers the wolves and horses here have erected. He would make a very good politician.

Years Of Fun And Pain;;

Freedom was born last in a very large litter. His mother and father were, of course, Border Collies, and they worked very hard. Freedom rarely saw or knew his parents, but being the youngest and the weakest of his siblings taught him how to survive. He had to fight, and outwit his older brothers and sisters just for his fair share of food their parents brought to them. None of the other dogs in the area thought weak little pup number 9 could ever survive much less amount to anything! He worked for every good thing he ever had. Soon, he was old enough and strong enough to be named. But on the day of his Namesake ceremony tragedy struck the tiny dog village where he they lived. A pack of wolves swooped down upon them, killed some and carried others off to be slaves. Freedom, who had been meditating in the woods before the ceremony, was the sole free survivor. He found his father's and mother's remains at the foot of their cave. The poor pup was despondent, but not even this horrible event could keep him from moving on, and working hard for the good things in life. He came away from this experience newly named, and with a purpose.

Look, Good, And Long;;

Just A Little Something Extra;;

I was so happy to finally have made it to this day. I never had doubts, but so many others had, and it felt good for once to have them congratulate me instead of condemn me. I've been meditating deeply these past few hours, trying so hard to set my new situation in life in place. I was no longer the runt, the unwanted. I was a full grown wolf, and through much hard work I was just as strong as any of my brethren, just as fast, and always much smarter. No need to dwell on that any longer, however, no need to dwell on the hurts of the past.

I walked until I came upon my village, and my eyes beheld something no dog should ever see. My family, my friends, all gone or dead! I ran through the little outcroppings of rocks and woods howling and barking in my dismay. My paws were stained with the blood that poured freely, and my nose was dismayed at the copper scent of it. I ran up to the place of my puppyhood, and I found my father and mother dead beside the entrance. I buried my head in my mother's fur, saddened that her strong spirit was gone. I believe I inherited my iron will from her. I went to my father and was about to honor him, when I saw his chest rise! It was so small I thought I was dreaming, but no! I saw it rise again, and then he opened his eyes! He looked up at me barely comprehending the mortal wounds he had been dealt. He wheezed and whispered something I could not make out. I drew closer and winced as I felt his hot breath ruffle my fur. He spoke,

"My son, the one who worked so hard for this day. I am sorry. You proved yourself worthy, and this is what fate has dealt you. I am dying so I can only give you this. Your namesake shall be Freedom, for your good spirit and hardwork has kept you free from the slavery that has now been imposed on your sister's and brothers. May you live happily with this name!"

This speech took so much strength from his body, his head immediately fell, and for a moment I thought he was dead, but no he still breathed. He would not let go so easily. I carried him inside our den and made him as comfortable as possible. Then I went outside and buried the dead.

My father died three days later. I buried him beside my mother and left my home forever. It was time to go out and earn my namesake. Freedom, freedom!

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LEOPARD'S ROAR.

If TODAY was your last day,
And tomorrow was TOO late,
Could you SAY goodbye to yesterday?

^{HE DEMANDS TO SAY IT HIMSELF;;}

My name is Leopard Roar. I was dubbed that by my parent's the moment I came from my mother's womb the only wolf cub to survive. My shortened calling is simple Leo. My father was a Catahoula Leopard Dog. My mother was a grey wolf. My parent's love was a secret love. My father was an outcast, scorned by the wolf race for being a dog. Prejudice followed my family wherever they roamed, and the persecution got so bad they resorted to living in the deserted areas of Sobibor, always moving, never resting. When I was born it was bittersweet, for my parents finally had the pups they longed for, but my siblings were born stillborn. They never breathed a breath. I wonder about them sometimes, wonder what it would have been like to have a sister and brother to protect and play with. Needless to say I was a lonely young one. I couldn't play with wolves for I looked like my father. The only thing I seem to have inherited was my mother's wolf abilities and a slightly longer coat than my father's. My mother in her last years would look at me and sigh, saying I looked so much like my father. They are both dead now, killed by the wolf kind. I loved them, but I am no longer young and I no longer needed them. I have now lived upon this world 5 years. I have been without a purpose for most of them. Until I met her, and she took Mercy on my purposeless soul. Now I have no other desire but to serve and protect her. No matter what she may ask me to do I will. She is the Master of my heart.

GENERAL LOOK;; click.

PHOTO MANIP;; Click. {Made by Kadaver.}

DETAILED DESCRIPTION;;

STATS;;
Age;; 5 years.
Height;; 30in.(Larger than normal Leopard Cur's but he gets added height from his mother.)
Weight;; 100lbs.
Breed;; Catahoulla Leopard Dog or Cur .X. Grey Wolf.
Coat Color;; Black, white, yellow, brown, and orange spots.
Coat Pattern;; Most of the body is covered in black and dark orange(almost reminiscent of rust) leopard spots. His face has a white mask that doesn't quite reach his ears. His ears are like wolf ears except they are a spotted black color. His legs are spots of different sizes and vary from brown, black, and dark yellow almost.
Eye Color;; Stunning light blue.

Leo is a rather medium sized dog. He has a lean build with long strong muscles. He isn't the fastest dog wolf but you won't ever see him the complete loser in a race. He is very strong and a bit compactly built which comes from his father. His coat is exactly like his father's as well. He has wolf like ears which of course he gets from his mother. His coat is longer than most Catahoula Cur's, due to his mother's longer wolf fur. This only adds to the striking pattern of Leo's coat. His tail is long and that is where his hair is the longest as well.

DIG INTO HIS VERY SOUL;;
Leo is a very thoughtful fellow. He is always pondering the universal questions, Why am I here? Who am I? What is my purpose, my destiny? He wasn't always like this though, when he was a pup he was rough and loud. He loved and adored his mother and father. Since his mother was a wolf she was the one who hunted for the family. His father was supposed to take care of him. And his father taught him many things, things most wolves would never know. Things like honor, love, integrity. And as a pup Leo dreamed of being a knight in shining armor, protecting the weak and defenseless. He would play for hours defending imaginary foes. He still has that mentality as an full grown dog. But it's changed a bit from what his father used to say, warping as Leo went through life with only himself to guide the way. The principles of integrity, and honesty quickly fell to the wayside. Now Leo has no qualms about lying, stealing, and even murder. Yet the principle of honor just seemed to stick. He will defend his honor, and the honor of other's forever. Maybe somewhere deep inside he's still that little shining knight in armor.

THE YEARS HAVE PASSED;;
Leo was the firstborn of three pups. Sadly the other two pups were stillborn, one a boy the last a girl. Leo has always carried the loss of his siblings around with him in his heart.

His little pack consisted of only his dad, mother, and him. Because of his dad's heritage his family was shunned from the wolf society. It was hard, especially for his mother who had friends and family she had to leave behind for her goofy idealist lover. It was her dream to have beautiful dog wolf pups with him, but the day she had children was bittersweet. It drove her to and obsession of keeping her only surviving pup safe. She convinced Leo's dad to move deep into harsh territories where none would find them. She hunted for her little family as best as she could but food was scarce and it's so much harder for one wolves to hunt. She turned into only a shell of herself, hunting all day and coming back to only collapse in their den exhausted. One day Leo's father decided he would help her, so when Leo's mother overslept one day he sneaked out and went to go hunting. He started his hunt near an old deserted human ruins, the places his kind used to know best. But his dog instincts betrayed him when he was caught in a trap. Three days past, and Leo's father was incredibly weak from blood loss and his struggle to get free. One night he heard a howl, and he thought that it was the end, the wolves would kill him.

After her husband had gone missing Leo's mother had been battling leaving her only son to go find her only love. She made a decision. She hid her son, and went off to follow her husband's trail. She found him dead his leg stuck in a metal trap, his throat slit. The already mentally weak mother broke down and stood over him for seven days howling each night at the moon. Leo swears he heard his mother's call. He stayed as long as he could, but as hunger overtook him he went to go find his parents. He found them, dead his mother nuzzled under his father's paws.

The barely matured Leo was left in this cold world to fend for himself. His parent's had not left him completely helpless though. His mother in her rare moments of energy and free time taught him the valuable skills of the wolf. His father gave him his character and easy-going nature. Somehow he managed to survive, with a little bit of help from Madame Trickery and Sir Thief. Leo felt like he had no purpose though, and this in itself almost killed him and his spirit. The day he finally found a purpose was when he met Mercy in Love or Lust fields. Leo feels like she is the sister he never had, and so he protects her and will always protect her.

RELATIONS, FRIENDS, AND ENEMIES;;

MOTHER;; Willow
FATHER; Cajun.
SISTER;; Unnamed.
BROTHER;; Unnamed.
FRIENDS;; None.
ENEMIES;; None.
ACQUAINTANCES;; None.
GOOD FRIENDS;; None.
KILL ON SIGHT ENEMIES;; None.
CRUSHES;; None.
CRUSHEES;; None.
SISTER NOT BY BLOOD;; Mercy.
BROTHER NOT BY BLOOD;; None.
LOVER;; None.
MATE;; None.

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