Ryouta x Jaeger AND Raven x Gitan

There are a total of six babies, if not all are adopted we'll have a few still borns. The babies are mixed so there will be one in each litter with the opposite dad ^w^. The images I post are suggestions you are free to try out your own design but you have to run it by me and Denden first. The pups aren't going to be conceived until spring, so you have no worries as to time. IT IS NOT FIRST COME FIRST SERVES

Raven x Gitan/Jaeger Babies



(Note whole right half of body is black)



Ryouta x Jaeger/Gitan Babies



THIS IS MY BABY NO TOUCHY

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<b>Name</b>:; Up to you<br /> <b>Gender</b>:; Up to you<br /> <b>Number</b>:; The pup you want(Ignore if your trying for your own.)<br /> <b>Appearance</b>:; The appearance you plan to have for the pup.<br /> <b>Personality</b>:;<br /> <b>Roleplay Sample</b>:;

DEN DEN CAN ADD ANYTHING ELSE AFTER THIS.

As for the raising of the whelps, they will most likely not have much contact with males, since Ryu doesn't really like them and Raven doesn't give a shit about anything, so unless the guys show up, they won't be seen. The fathers won't have much to do with the babies unless they want to, which is unlikely. Both parents are fairly dark aligned, and the pups will be raised to be warriors, or spies, or if you want them to do their own thing that's cool. If you want to come up with your own designs, pick a litter, give a good description of them, and make them however unique you want. Just make sure they look remotely like the parents, and if you have any questions just PM Seimei or myself. :)

mixing one litter is fine for now. but mixing both is going to be denied until this has been more indepth discussed with the staff. This is a rare occurrence even in nature.

Okay ^w^, so is it alright if we keep the raven x jaeger baby and just change the gitan x ryu baby?

jae's babies are so cute~

-tempts everyone-

ok yeah im into this

Name:; Sesto

Gender:; Male

Number:; 4

Appearance:; The appearance you plan to have for the pup.

Personality:;

Roleplay Sample:;

NOTE NUMBER 6 WILL BE REPLACED WITH A NEW ONE SOON SINCE OF THE MIXED FATHER MESS UP ITLL BE ANOTHER RYU X JAEGER BABY. SO JUST SIT TIGHT FOR THAT.

Name:; Azura

Gender:; Female

Number:; Ryouta X Jaeger #5

Appearance:; Azura will be a tall child, even as a pup, and she will stand over her siblings and the few friends she will have. Her head and body will be quite large, along with the rest of her, just a little bit beneath gaining her mother's extra large size. The teeth on this child will also be large, and very menacing as she gets older and older; her claws are the same way, too. A half smile will be on her face, but it is more of a snarling, sneering kind of smile. The kind of smile that would make the child just look even more predatory and evil. The most dangerous part about Azura, though, is the time that the smile fades into a beautiful, alluring smile, just a little bit dangerous. This is a fake smile, a smile meant for wolves to let their guard down and come closer to the pup, so she can bite them on the throat in an attempt to kill.

The base coat of the child, that covers most of her body, is a pure, innocent, very misleading bright snow white color, a little strange. It will cover almost everything, making her look beautiful, except for the parts where gray and darker gray edge their way in. The color fades a little as it gets closer to her paws, turning into a light gray or a duller color white, odd but still pretty. One ear is the pure white, and the child must cover herself in mud or blood just so she will not be annoyed with the fact that the markings and the white make her beautiful. The most you will see this color, because she gets annoyed with it, is when she has missed a spot and it shines through against the mud or the blood, like a spot blessed by an angel or a kind of goddess or any kind of evil god. The eyes the child has, stands out against the white, and this may make her one of the more beautiful pups in her litter, despite how odd she looks right now.

One of Azura's ear, the one that isn't white, is a dark gray that stretches down to create a stripe on her forehead. The color will stop there, and then stretch from the back of her head to the very tip of her tail, where it overlaps the lighter gray. Her two back paws will be this color, and then, that color will disappear, leaving the unclaimed territory to the light gray. The light gray claims her chest, her stomach, and the bottom of her tail, until it is overlapped by the dark gray. On her front two paws is an even lighter gray, the only part of Azura that hasn't been claimed by the white or two other gray colors. The markings on her paw might have been lightened by the white, but it might have comer from an ancestor even her two parents didn't know about. This is one of the things that make Azura so interesting, despite how oddly pretty she is.

Azura has normally wide eyes, but she keeps them narrowed so she looks constantly amused with the wolf she ignores. If they happen to say something she dislikes, then her eyes will narrow until she looks actually angry with the other, unknown, ignored wolf. Then, the amused look will appear again, but, this time, with more anger. Then, she seems to decide something, and she smiles at you; anyway, let's get on to her eye color. Her eyes are both the same color, gained from one of her father's eyes. Not the silvery white that one of her siblings has, but the other, more unique color, in a way. The deep blue, that lightens only a little when she gets the color her eyes will be, so that the blue and white go together.

Personality:; Azura will not have many friends, from living with her mother and being under her influence for so long; you can guess how she is. Maybe even a little worse, because she is so bloodthirsty that she would even bite herself, just to get the taste of blood on her tongue. So, when she gets into a lot of fights with the other pups, you can figure out why as fast as she gets into the endless, bloody fights. The feeling of her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of a throat, stomach, back, head, or jugular vein is too much for her, in the loving way. The pup will even torture rabbits whenever she goes hunting, until the fragile ways of the rabbit will end its life, and then she'll start on the body. She will nip the rabbit if it is on its bloody side, so she can drink the blood and lick it off the fur of the rabbit, now without blood. The only thing the pup can ask for is the blood of anything her family catches, and leaves the rest of the body for the family.

The child will detest the life of the one who birthed her, only because she will have an odd attraction to the male who bred with the one. If he ever comes, with the smell of a female; anger. The child will demand who the female is, leave, and come back in blood, announcing gleefully that Jaeger won't be seeing her anymore. Another thing, is that Azura will be attracted to one of her siblings, a male, and only him; she will follow only him, agree with only him, ask only him questions about life. At one point, the girl will actually flirt with him, saying that he's the most handsome wolf she's ever met, even though her mother doesn't really like males all that much. If Jaeger comes a lot, she won't be as happy to see him, but if he doesn't, then Azura will be very excited to see what's happened right now.

Azura is both a spy and a warrior, as she wasn't very able to decide what she wanted to be, being good at spying, too. That is, if the pup doesn't give herself away by complaining about having to run and not fight, and being so dramatic a lot. That's right; Azura is very over-dramatic about things and likes to gain all the attention, so she complains as loud as she can. But even though she complains, Azura is very light on her feet, and can be very deceiving about a lot of things. The innocent smile, for example, could lead to another wolf's bloody demise; and by the jaws of a pup, the child of Jaeger, no doubt. In the spy business, Azura is heartless, even if a male pup likes her. Even if SHE likes the male, she won't let feelings get in the way of her job, whatever it is.

As you can already tell, Azura is also heartless and merciless in the business of being a warrior, a good warrior. The main reason she is so good in the battlefield, is that she has no mercy, and this will probably make her be feared. She would also go down fighting if she had to, and it might bring down a lot of other wolves along with her, considering her canines. She would easily sink her fangs into the throat of another wolf, and go around killing. The blood of wolves she wants to gravely injure or kill makes her go crazy for a while. She just wants the taste of blood on her tongue, and will fight any other wolf to get it, even the ones of her own side; at this rate, it wouldn't matter. Sometimes during this, Azura may rip off the ear of a wolf and actually eat it, but this doesn't make her any worse than she is at this point, a berserk in battle.

Roleplay Sample:; The time for the group of bloodthirsty pups to leave the den was here, and Azura was trying to travel more than her mother would allow. So, the child continued to complain, blue eyes shimmering as she watched her siblings play with the other pups from a distance, as she wasn't the most popular with them. When her mother finally walked over, the child turned her gaze away from those who didn't need her attention, didn't want her attention, to the one who did. When asked if she would rather go back in the den, Azura answered a quick no, and then was forced to move to the pups, with her tail and head hanging low. Instantly, eyes were on her, some narrowed in anger at her coming, those of her sibling's widened in shock and happiness at their sister coming over. One pup, a male, stepped forwards, and growled a few words, the words that would start up a fight with him and the young warrior, and be painful. The black fur on the child's back stood up, and her blue eyes narrowed a little more, as the others repeated what the male had said just a minute ago.

You stupid wolf, always starting fights, never seen with anyone. Stupid wolf, forever alone, nobody wants you and never will want a ugly one. Azura's jaws twitched into a sneer, and fangs became bared. The others began to watch nervously as she strode up to a brave male, who glared at her with purple eyes, tinged with jade green. She growled at him, then spoke for all of them to hear, Who cares if no male wolf wants me? I hate you stupid creatures, anyway. All you think about is breeding with females, and then treating them like garbage, which everyone knows, we very well aren't! The siblings in her litter gasped, even though they were all very well old enough to say stuff like that to the other wolves, insulting them a lot. With a icy stare, the male who had started the taunt stepped forwards, and began to growl at him, the best he could, which was awful.

Name:; Gaetaun
Gender:; Female
Number:; #3; Raven x Jaeger
Appearance:; The design you've chosen is gorgeous, will go with that XD.
Personality:;
The little wolf was much like a yin and yan. She is white on one side of her body and completely black on the other. She is quite the stunning little thing. She'll be the sweetest girl you've ever met and pretty darn shy. She'll be a father's little angel. She's got a bubbly personality once you get to know her. If you are a stranger though; there's a good chance when speaking to you that she might stutter and be down-right fearful of you. She'll probably grow out of the fear when she gets older though; more than not, she'll probably remain quiet and shy. If you are a friend or family though; you are going to be smothered with a talkative little girl. Those bright blue eyes are always expressive and shining with adoration of those she respects and loves. They are intelligent one could say even. She's definitely got a warm personality and will more than likely bring laughter to another's throat. She's clumsy at times but tries her best and will work hard at making you appreciative of her. As she gets older, she'll probably wear her heart on her shoulder metaphorically to say.

Roleplay Sample:;
It was late in the evening hours when her weary paws seemed to pull her from the shadows of the water. There was a chill in the air and her coat was soaked through. She shook from head to toe in a sort of wiggle and water flew everywhere. She shivered a little as she stepped further onto the borders and paused. Nostrils flared to gather the scents around her. Jade eyes swept the landscape of the surrounding area carefully. She stood there now and gathered the scents. There were several of them and yet; none were familiar. They would not be though; she's a stranger here. she's a newcomer seeking refuge and hope. She's a creature who's traveled far. No, she had run far from the dangers of which she'd survived. There is kindness in her and a shimmer to her russet coat. There's something else that can be seen there though. Not anger or hatred. No, these are beyond her reach. She had never imagined she could ever really hate anyone. It wasn't a part of who the russet wolf was and would ever be.

Paws can carry her no further and so; she collapses. It is obvious to see her that she's traveled quite a distance. She is wet and a little chilled. There is a weariness in those brilliant eyes that cannot be mistaken. There's a sorrow there too that cannot be undone. Not right now anyway. It may be a while before the she-wolf finds herself in fully content again. The pain that wraps itself around her heart is strong and it torments her. The nightmares haunt her and she's tired of them. She cannot escape them though and she has tried. It is too fresh still though it had been weeks; months? She can no longer really recall to be honest. It is still too fresh within her heart and soul though. She hates it; she loathes it but she does not loathe others. Well, that is a lie perhaps.

There is a hatred in her heart of a different sort. It is not a full hatred but it is there none the less. Those that had taken the lives of her parents? She loathed them and could wish the worst upon them. It is barely there within her thoughts but it is a plague none the less. She cannot help herself really. Dakarai does not like what has happened and what those cruel beings had done.

Monsters!

Yes, they were monsters and nothing less. They were cruel abominations that she could not think pleasantly of. They were beings in which she would never wish to find again and yet; she would love to tear them limb for limb. She knows that this is impossible though now; she will not dare cross paths with them again. So; she had run and here she is. Laying on the doorstep of the Ludicael and hoping for the best. Seeking guidance and a family. These are things that are important to Dakarai. She's a very friendly; confident soul but she lacks perhaps the knowledge of the greater good. Through teaching and learning she can find these things though.

Friends? Yes, she wants them. She needs them as she is tired of being alone. She wants more and wishes she could find the happiness she desperately needs. Will that be here though? While she does not know, Dakarai waits patiently and wearily to know. Even if she wanted to move right now, her sore and weary muscles will not allow it. She is cold and she is aching. The she-wolf could do with some help and warmth right about now. She's not here to make enemies and she isn't here to harm. Would they see that? One can only hope right?

I'm gonna take number 6 gonna re design her.

Name:; Lillith
Gender:; Female
Number:; 3
Appearance:; One half of Lillith's body is a jet black, dark as the midnight sky with a sheen that shines blue in the sun, not quiet a oil shine, but just enough for her ti shimmer, though in the moon, she seems like half of her is nothing but a liquid shadow. The other half of this small girl is a pure white, snow standing still in the seasons on half her body, as if her genetics have permanently placed snow on half of her shadowy form. The front left paw looks as if she placed it in a gathering of ash, her dainty foot forever crushed with the ash of her family, her tail dusted and dipped with the same curse.

The tiny female is shaped so delicately she could be mistaken for unreal, her curves are luscious, though as a pup they are not visible, she will grow to be one of the more tasty beings in alacritis. Her coat is thin, a plush gathering of lamb's ears, the leaves bleached and stained along her whole form to create the softest fur one would ever be able to lay paws on. Lillith might be small, but she is nothing shot of gorgeous.

Her eyes are nothing short of amazing, the whole of her eye is a shocking blue, light as a robins egg, and inside was placed a flower of the dainties lilac, as a baby her eyes will be the normal soft baby blue and will slowly shift into something far more entrancing.


Personality:;
As a pup:
shy
playful
mommas girl
dominant
stern
quiet
brave with most things, challenges from her siblings or proving herself over stupid things. Still babyish for thunder storms and strangers and such.

Adult:
Quiet
flirtatious
seductive
dominant
controlling
more will develop over time


Roleplay Sample:;

It was dark, and thunder rumbled loudly outside her humble abode. At first it started as a low rumble, she was able to convince herself that is was just her mom, or her siblings having bad dreams, though once the light started flashing and the noises got louder, she couldn't do that convincing thing anymore and she started the shake. It was a gentle tremble as she tried to rouse her mother, though over the noise of the roaring outside, that terrible monster that threatened to eat them all, she was nothing more then one of her siblings wiggling for milk. Next was her siblings, she nudged them roughly and was more successful in moving them but not so much with the waking part.

It was as if they had all been drugged or something, cause none of them woke up, did nothing more then roll, she whimpered as the shakes grew from tiny trembles to near earthquakes, a small whimper rose in her throat and she whined, the sound growing louder and louder as she panicked, she pushed and shoved her siblings, but she was not only smaller then them, but they did nothing more then grumble and snap baby teeth in her direction with irritated growls.

After she had been nipped quite a few times sharply she grew tired of the sudden pain she set back to mommy. She buried herself underneath her mothers chin, though she had grown from a tiny thing, she was still tiny, but as soon as she had settled into her shaking makeshift den she realized she really had to go potty. She removed herself from her mothers grasp, the one she had forced herself into, and began waddling towards the edge of the den, crossing her tiny legs she hurried as fast as she could, and she was only a foot away from the entrance when a loud roar from the light and sky monster shook the ground. Lillith screamed loudly, her nerves wracked and then she realized her leg was wet. And her feet were warm.

She looked down. It was terrible. At her feet was a strong smelling puddle, and it kept growing, she whimpered with embarrassment as she realized what was happening. She turned to look at momma and her siblings as they roused from their slumber to see what the commotion was about. And suddenly she prayed she had died before she had been born.

Ryouta X Jaeger baby!

Name: Laufey
Gender: Male
Picture: http://i42.tinypic.com/xp0e4o.png
Appearance: Laufey has the same crystal blue eyes as his mother. Black runs down the corners of his ears to cover his lower face. From there the black spreads down his chest, across his belly and sides before ending at his tail, which is wholly black to match. He has dark grey stockings on all four legs and similarly colored circles around each eye. The rest of him is pure, unadulterated white. Most of his puppyhood will be spent as an average-sized wolf and it isn't until around his first year that he'll really start to grow. From there he'll double, triple in size before the year is through and by then he'll be every inch as tall as his mother. From there he'll fill out, finally growing into his huge paws and ears. With a little bit of effort he'll become as strong as his size suggests he is.
Personality:
As a pup: Silly or solemn. The flip of a coin decides his mood. Some days he's exuberant; bouncing from thing to thing in a vain attempt to let out as much energy as possible. Other days he's rather contemplative; wandering from mystery to mystery in the hopes of solving them. Laufey's not a particularly dark fellow, although from an early age he's learned to recognize the characteristics in others. Not that thoughts of dark or light concern him. His thoughts are consumed by the here and now; and his here and now had better involve fun things--he'll save the moral questions for his later years.

He's a little bit selfish and covets all things, no matter how trivial, that aren't in his possession. Having all the things is a need that he can't seem to fill, and the desire to have everything can push him to extremes.

As an adult (*projected): Laufey is kind of 'meh' when it comes to most things. Being surrounded by girls has led to him to adopt the facade that he is indifferent to what's going on around him; it makes needling appear less effective and (he hopes) discourages further harassment. Of course he's not entirely impervious, but until you really anger him you'll never know just how strongly he feels about something; unless expressing himself offers some kind of reward.

Laufey is a thief and a liar. He doesn't take by force, preferring to take or conquer what he wants using wit, though he isn't above throwing his weight around for highly desired things?force just makes it less satisfying. Anyone can claw and bite their way to dominance, but persuasion is a much more subtle art.

Whatever feelings his parents have towards him will be reciprocated; he is capable of the deepest of loves and the darkest of hates. His heart doesn't rule him, but that doesn't stop it from trying. His emotions, once quipped, run white hot and the things he desires are pursued with fervent intensity. It's the chase that thrills him, though, and the source of his affection, once won, will quickly find itself abandoned for a new challenge.

Not very showy with his affections; he assumes that those he truly cares about know how he feels. Deep down, way (way) down, Laufey's a closet marshmallow. If someone takes the time to worm their way into his heart they'll find that his center is soft and squishy. It's the outside that's calloused and unfeeling; a protective layer that he's built around his squashy inside to protect it from a world he knows is full of those that would harm him.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Roleplay Sample:

((OOC: "If dignity was money, you could maybe buy a soda..." -a quote I found that is kinda sorta relevant but not...buuut funny so I included it. >.>))

The young pup lay with a stick propped up between his front paws. His jaws diligently worked open and close, open and close, driving his sharp little teeth into the wood. Bits of wood grit coated his tongue and clung to the space between his teeth. Just you wait, stick. I'm gonna break you into pieces! He chewed harder, enjoying the sound the stressed wood made with each bite.

Nearby his sister found a stick and started copying him.

Instantly he was jealous. His grip loosened and the stick slowly eased itself to the ground. Strings of spittle glued the forgotten plaything to the dirt. She had a nice stick. It was perfect. He could see a a crack running right down the middle of it. Oh, man! That sucker would pop right in half if he bit it right! Laufey's mouth started to water. That's your stick! It was, wasn't it? Yes, it was! Rather, it could be, anyway.

Then it was decided! Laufey heaved himself to his paws and marched over to his sister. He didn't say anything, just stood over her while she chewed. The pup watched her work at the dried wood. Watched a bead of saliva glide down its porous surface and onto her paw. That's my stick. She's chewing on my stick. He would have it, he would! It could- would be his and she would give it to him or, or he'd chew her ears!

The young brute remained silent. Watching. When the abuse suffered by his stick was too much to bear, Laufey raised a paw and lightly tapped his sister's shoulder. She growled at him, but paid him no more attention. If anything she chewed harder on the stick. Appalled by her lack of understanding, he tapped her again, and again he was growled at. This time the warning was accompanied by the groaning of the stick. No! No, no, no, no! She was going to break it! That was for him to do!

Laufey seized the end of the stick and gave it a tug. His sister, unwilling to give in so easily, allowed herself to be pulled to her paws. The pair growled and snarled, shaking their heads and yanking on the stick. They went back and forth, exchanging snarls and tugs, but neither gained any ground. It was his now, she should just give in! Surely, it wouldn't be so hard to find something else to do, would it? Within seconds their tug 'o war devolved into a squabble, and the stick was dropped and forgotten amid vicious puppy bites. It became a fur pulling contest. Each lunged and seized huge mouthfuls of the stuff, and then with a twist, yanked it free.

It didn't take many mouthfuls before the two were bawling; each yank punctuated by a vengeful sob and an angry, bitter squeal.

At this point Laufey could hardly see because of the tears. He refused to give in. Now it was a matter of dignity.

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*What I think he might be like when he's all grown up.

I AM NOT DONE, AND WILL ELABORATE LATER



Name:; Up to you

Gender:; male

Number:; /basically/ two, but i maded my own version: [click]


Appearance:; The appearance you plan to have for the pup.


Personality:; he will have multiple personality disorder & each will have a different name, so let's see

main - shy, avoidant, confused

second - aggressively gay romantic french speaker

third - blind rage guy, who's mad at everything

fourth - lost child

Roleplay Sample:;

Okay all, I have caved and am taking pup number 4. I'll be editing the appearance a bit, but I couldn't resist this sexiness here!

Name:; Lyre Kigu
Gender:; female
Number:; #5
Appearance:;
As an adult the beauty will stand at a whopping forty-two inches and weighs in at one hundred and ninety eight pounds, ever so slightly less than her mother. Muscle will ripple under her thick silky coat, she has the build of a warrior, a fighter. And that is what she is. Dark blue pools pierce all those those who decided to gaze upon them, tearing deep into their souls, unlocking their secrets. She is swathed in a base coat of pure white, with a light grey coating her underside, the grey rises up her throat, to the base of her jaw, and extends down the underside of her long banner, right to the tip. Light grey "socks" come halfway up muscled forelimbs, whereas a dark grey, almost black colour of "sock" comes halfway up her hind legs. Her right ear is dipped in the same dark grey as her hind legs, and leading down from her ears is a strip of that colour, stopping just between her eyes. It comes round the back of her head, and reaches down the centre of her back, then heading down the right side of her tail. Leaving only a small strip of white down the centre of her silky banner.


Personality:;
The woman is twisted and has no remorse. She get her name from the sweet, high sound ofher voice, but do not let that fool you. An anger deep down within her longs to be released, and that she will do. The hatred she harbours will get to her, poison her mind. She will kill, but her bloodlust will never be satisfied, a horrid unquenching thirst boils within her, making the demon a very dangerous person to anger. Savouring others pain. The thrill of slowly seeing the light fade from her enemies eyes fills her, leaving her with such a joyous sensation. The cold heart of stone that beats within her chest is no longer a heart [[figuratively of course xD]], it has no room for warmth or love. Even her mother, she simply sees her as the whore who conveniently brought her into the world.

A hate of males is shared with her mother, they are her playthings. Below her, not even worthy of speaking to her unless she allows it. She will reject male siblings, completely disregarding them, not caring that they carry the same blood. She will not even speak to her father, as she deems him to be more of a whore than her mother. When she grows up she will have multiple one night stands, then throw her toy away when she's done with it. She is alluring, using lies and trickery to seduce men. There will be no mate for life for the demoness.

The demoness will not think twice about starting a fight if you aggravate her. Which only takes one slip of the tongue. She will dive into a fight with an older person without a second thought. Reckless. But that is one of her main traits. She will do whatever she sees fit to either please or defend herself.


Roleplay Sample:; (I've set this so that they're nearly a year old, hope that's okay!)

A grin played at her features as she stared at the being pinned beneath her paws. Some sort of small mammal. Jaws would move close to it, and clasp round one of it's legs. A crunch reached her auds and a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine. It's crimson lifeline reached her tongue and a moan of escaped her ebony lips. Blood, the coppery tang of it filling her mouth. The thing beneath her writhed and wailed. She laughed, it was so pitiful. It had been so easy to catch, too easy. She liked the chase, the blood pounding through her veins, muscles rippling, paws kissing the hard ground rhythmically. Her grin instantly changed as the thing bit her. You bastard! How dare you even try to draw my blood! My blood is more valuable than your whole puny species! A hatred burned in her eyes. She smashed her paw down hard on it, making it let go of her. She snapped her jaws she around it's neck. Biting down slowly, elongating it's death. When the thing fell limp in her jaws she threw it to the ground. A sneer pasted over her face. She began to tear into it. The sneer quickly replaced by a manic grin.

When she was done blood coated her maw and her front. She wore it like a trophy as she padded back to the den. Her other siblings sat around. She sneered at them. Trust them to be crawling around pointlessly. She at least had some independence. She pushed her way forward, shoving her siblings out of the way. Her mother wasn't in just now. Brilliant. Time to have some fun A grin spread across her face as she strutted to one of the smaller pups. She grabbed her by the scruff of the neck, just like her mother used to do to them when they were very young. She draged her out of the den and threw her down on the ground. She kicked her a few times before the little girl scampered away from Lyre. Coward! The little girl ran back to the den, but Lyre didn't follow. She sat a about a hundred metres from the den, not wanting to be in the presence of cowards.

Name:; Seva
Gender:; Male
Number:; #1 <3
Appearance:; The man will be rather large, standing at 36 inches. His fur is slightly shaggy and messy. His pelt is a base color of black. Jet black. His fur is tainted with a few bits of white. His muzzle is spread with a bright, pristine white that makes him look like he is wearing a mask. His tail is also tipped with a bright white that stands out quite a lot. Though the most interesting part of hims is his bicolored eyes that he got from his mother, Raven. On the outside of her pupil there is a bright purple color that fades into a neon green. He carries himself with a slightly dark presence, that could not be missed.
Personality:; Seva is quite weird. He has a desire for pleasure at all times. He believes in getting what he wants, there are no limits in his mind. He believes woman are his to play with. There will be no settling down in his future. He also has no limits, his sisters and brothers are not out of the picture when it comes to his creepy flirtation. He has serious issues with authority, so there will be no packs in his future unless he led one. Seva is not afraid to fight, and he is rather good at it. The man, like any psychopath rather enjoys fighting, blood, and such. He looks up to his mothers and thinks of them as Goddesses, he even goes so far as getting creepy with it. But, that is just Seva. (Rest will be worked out in RP..)
Roleplay Sample:; The yearling snoozed in the den where his siblings and he lived. They were a close bunch, some not so much as others. The boy looked at peace where he laid. His body twitched here and there until he heard one of his sisters yip. His beautiful eyes fluttered open to see then entrance to the cave. The man got up slowly and shook out his shaggy dark pelt. Seva rolled his shoulders and let forth a long yawn. After waking up the dark being slithered around the sleeping youth and slipped into the daylight. He looked around, his eyes tainted with dark spots from the sudden change of lighting. Seva shook his head and looked around for his sister. To his right he saw a multicolored yearling, half her body was black and the other half white, blending in a few spots. He eyed her as she laid there, her eyes shut. Was she sleeping? Seva strolled over with a tilted head. She looked asleep. He swatted at her muzzle and she instantly jumped and snapped at his paw. Seva growled, "The fuck?" The little yearling girl looked at the male and she shook her head, "Sorry.." Seva nodded and leaned down, the boy licked his sister on the muzzle softly. "It is fine, my sister." The girl sat up and stared at him and he stared at her. The male was just growing old enough to feel the need to reproduce. His eyes roamed her body as he leaned in and licked her again. She backed away slightly and a growled. "What is it, my little sister?" She shook her head and he growled some more.

I WILL BE PLAYING KOIBITO LAZULI WILL BE PLAYING LAUFEY ARWEN WILL BE PLAYING LYRE note:; Arwen, ryu and raven will not accept a pup rejecting the family due to gender. So personality development wise Lyre may not have the chance to hate her brothers risk getting a beating from mommy. That's the only issue we had. Otherwise she can hate who she wants just Ryu and Raven are very family orientated blood means a lot. Besides for the dads. No one cares about the dads xD Speech,

DENDEN HAS MADE A DECISION

Since only two people applied for Raven/Jaeger/Gitan whelps, Middy and Canttina will be getting their desired children, Seva and Lilith. The children will be given the last name Luponigro, as they are bastards. Middle names are optional, should you choose to give them one as an afterthought.

Enjoy my lovelies!

If this is still open, I'll be working on the form...