The first Taur and Cat babies on Ala!!


I will be keeping one for sure, a girl. And the other two are still available for adoption unless Wolf wants one. Designs haven't yet been decided, but you may post a possible appearance.

Name:
Gender:
Size(height, weight, build):
Personality:
Appearance:
Alliance:
RP Sample: (300 words minimum)

Now please keep in mind that Cat will most likely be doing most of the raising here so they will most likely lean to a more evil lifestyle, but I'm not opposed to one growing up to be like Taur. Either Wolf or I will be posting their appearances at a later date, for now we would just like to know who is interested and then the best two apps will be chosen closer to the due date. Post away!

Name: TBA
Gender: TBA
Size(height, weight, build): TBA
Personality: TBA
Appearance: TBA
Alliance: TBA

I am interested in applying, though first I would like to see what they look like :3

Catuar baby #1 Male

Cataur baby #2 Female

And Cataur baby #3 (this one is Saffie's)

Babies are due novemeber 1st!! Decisions will be made about a week or two before!! More applications are welcome!


NOTE: I forgot to add by you guys also need to do an to sample, 300 words minimum please.

Balthazar

Cataleya x Taurig

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First name: Balthazar

Surname: None

Age: Unborn

Gender: Male

Pack: Rouge












Name: Balthazar



Gender: Male



Size(height, weight, build): Thirty inches long, Sixty six pounds, fragile looking build, but strong



Personality:
Balthazar is far from being a good guy, because of being raised by Cataleya, one of the most evil wolves around in Alactritis. Because of all this, Balthazar has gained his mother's personality traits, with just one little thing; he will always go for the younger pups, such as his two little siblings. Not the pups five years older, but the ones with only one or two years younger than him, or the ones a month, hour, or even a day younger than him. Right now, though, Balthazar has a certain kind of innocence, even if it is as slight as it is. For now, Balthazar is friendly with his siblings, but it may turn into something more, when he gets older. Balthazar has a certain intelligence with every move he makes; it is all calculated and the punishment is thought over-if it is not too bad, he'll do it, but if it is, he won't. Right now, Balthazar is not much of a flirt, but will if he wants to or if he is dared to, using his charm. Balthazar, even if he is as evil and murderous as he is, will defend his family until his last breath, if they are in danger and cannot defend themselves from others. To Balthazar, he is just making sure that his siblings are safe, but to other wolves, this might be called being overprotective to any wolf he is friends with or loves. Now, the last thing, is that Balthazar is prideful, as prideful as he could be, even more prideful than his siblings.



Balthazar is a grown up wolf now, and his personality has changed just a little, making him more or less despicable, depending on who the wolf is or if they are friends with them. He has grown independent, farther away from his mother, but he is attracted to her in a way, and he loves his two siblings. He has heartless in a way, but his only soft spots are females and pups, both of which he loves, in his definition of love. The innocence Balthazar had as a pup has changed, gone away, and made him into a beast of a wolf. Balthazar's favorite sibling is the third pup, with her/his beautiful dark purple eyes and gray and black striped fur. Balthazar is even more intelligent than he was as a pup, and makes only the decisions he thinks are right, even if it is not the smartest one. Balthazar is a bad flirt now, flirting with every female his age and walking around alone. The loyalty for all of his family has turned around, and has "attacked" his youngest sister/brother, who he'll only defend now. Balthazar will even put his best friends, mother, father, and other sister below the safety of his favorite sister/brother. Balthazar's pride has grown even more, and concentrated on his pretty fur and dark teal eyes, and the unique dots under his eyes.



Appearance:
Clothed in silken fur, in eclipse gray and black cloth, the ocean changed only slightly, by the lighter fur on his underbelly. Balthazar looks fragile and weak, but if you look at him close enough, you see muscles rippling beneath the sleek fur. Not scarred and unmarked at first glance, if you part the fur, the long, sleek fur, then you'll see the tiny scars underneath his fur from fights. The worst looking scar is over his eye, and the fur is still missing slightly. Balthazar's fur and markings make him look odd, especially compared to his siblings. Mostly dark gray, the tint on the top of his body and on his head, the color is his base. The second coat is lighter gray, a silver color, coats his underbelly, as if he had stepped in the color and it had stained his fur. The dark gray coats his front legs, while the black covers his hind paws, the tip of his muzzle, and makes a stripe to his ears, and four tiny dots underneath his eyes. Balthazar's eyes are odd looking, and stand out through the gray and black fur, of everything he had. His eyes are a dark teal, but more blue than green, and almost looks as if they are gray instead of the odd teal.







Alliance: Chaotic Evil



RP Sample:

LAST CALL FOR APPS!!

Name: Senka

Gender: Female

Size(height, weight, build): 35 inches, 90 pounds, slim and wiry

Personality: Quiet and observant. This fea watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce on whatever her current target may be. This may be as innocent as a rabbit for her next meal to as malevolent as a fellow wolf. She watches the world around her with a shadowy quietness to her, her muted violet gaze carefully documenting everything. She drifts from place to place like a ghost, quiet and unseen by most of her kind. As a young wolf she is malleable, easily bent and swayed, shaped easily by the wolves and environment she is raised in. Some might say she is naive with the easy way she is bent to others wills, but in reality she might be the smartest of all. She follows the crowd and blends in with whoever she is with, causing her to fade seamlessly into the background and earn her as little attention as possible, just the way she liked it. Not much interests her and she sees the life around her mostly dull and boring. It takes a great jolt to her life, perhaps a death or the introduction of a particularly attractive wolf, to grab her attention.

Appearance: Along the top half of her body, along the bridge of her nose, ears, and the top of her tail, she is cloaked in a soft, shadowy gray. In stark contrast, the fur on her chest, throat, and the lower half of her muzzle is a bright, starry white. Her limbs are dipped in a light gray and her large, intelligent eyes are a subdued, muted violet. One of the most striking features in her pelt is the white dots that travel up the sides of her muzzle, under her eyes, and up to the bottom edge of her ears. Her limbs will grow long and graceful, making up the most of her thirty-five inches of height. Strong, wiry muscle winds around her form, keeping her strong despite the slim, light appearance of her body.

Alliance: Neutral

RP Sample: Snowflakes dotted her gray fur, her limbs sinking into the white fluff that had coated the ground the night before. The pup's violet gaze took in the sights around her with the endless curiosity that she couldn't help but satisfy. She gazed up at the cloudy sky, watching each gentle snowflake drift to the ground. One of them landed on her nose, immediately melting into water. "Hmm... Snow is water..." the young fea mused silently, unimpressed by the cold flakes. A soft sigh drifted past Senka's lips as she moved on, drifting away from the den, her expression showing how largely unimpressive the world around her was. She heard a voice behind her, perhaps her mother, but she paid it no mind. She weaved her way around a tree trunk, wandering aimlessly to see where she would end up. Perhaps something worth seeing would be where ever she was. One could only hope.

A rabbit darted past her only a few feet from her paws and the drifter stopped in her tacks, watching the large rodent disappear into the distance with a flick of her tail. Had she been older perhaps she would have gone after the worthy meal, but for now it was merely a decent distraction. She curved her path around the tree closest to her and followed her own small paw prints back toward the den. The pup decided that the cold and snow were not worth the trouble today. The warmth and comfort of the den seemed much more enjoyable than the icy cold that currently surrounded her.

Senka slipped into the den quietly so she would hopefully not draw the attention of her family, picking her favorite corner in the back of the den to curl up into. She looked like nothing more than a small ball of gray fur when she closed her eyes, blending easily into the shadows that slowly took over the den as night fell.

Name: Sora

Gender: Male; Baby #1

Size(height, weight, build): 42", 195 pounds, slim looking and well muscled, but not to be mistaken for a weakling as he is quite the contrary.

Personality: Born with his father's heart of a warrior, Sora is the epitome of pure heart and bravery. He walks with an air of kindness wherever he goes, but also demands respect. Those who are unkind won't get so much as a nicety from the male, as he believes in to get respect you must give it. Equivalent exchange of morals of course, so don't be surprised if he turns his tail on you for being an arrogant fool. He has little time or patience for those who think themselves above others, so he won't even so much as give you the courtesy of a response if he see's you as such. His mind is well calculated in deciphering the intentions of others, something he learned from observing his more dark-sided siblings. Seldom does he engage in wrongdoing, but he will if the other party deserves it. Sora is a proven warrior, and it shows in the way he carries himself. Sora loves to engage in conversation with others, loves to learn about the past and dreams of those he meets, and will do what he can to help them achieve their dreams or heal the hurt from their past. Though he can't please everyone, he will strive to do his best. Sora constantly strives to prove himself as a leader, and so he practices fairness, honesty, and above all, integrity. Sora is known as a pure soul, never allowing himself to be tainted by no more then the blood of his enemies, and he keeps well away from such malicious people if he can help it. Bold in words is he as well, and often times a flaring temper and tongue can be seen in him when one chooses to insult the boy. Though he is all up for fairness, he knows that there are others with hidden malice who won't ever play by the rules. More often then not, Sora will try to talk down his opponent in an attempt to diffuse hostility, when it fails to work then he will bring down his opponent with all that he is capable, but will never play dirty. Sora dreams of becoming an alpha of his own pack someday, and he will do what he can in the world to successfully attain his goal.

Appearance: Sora is almost an exact replica of his father, Taurig. With a body packed with corded muscles yet still elegantly graced with poise, he is both a hard hitter and a fast mover. It's no joke when Sora walks his path, muscles rippling elegantly and showing off his features. The top half of his body there lies the graces of dark coloring as it appears to be dark to gunmetal greys, but in the right light there lies a shine and tint of blue. His ears are tinted with the darkening colors of greys and near blacks, the light, however, constantly playing with the actual color tones of his pelt. Midway down his body, the darkening tones of his pelt become lighter as they shift into the realm of silvery highlights and light tones. Just like his father, he holds light silvery to light grey tones that reign supreme from under his head, down his neckline and will then wrap lightly around his elbows and finally cascade towards midsection where it crosses in between his thighs and twines into the colors of his tail where it stops at the tip. As one looks down the elegantly poised legs of the creature, they'll notice that the tones of grey and silver will shift into darker aligned colors when the sights reach the hind limbs and forelegs. On the paladin's face, there lies the dark muzzle and near similar mask of his father, though the features of his mother make their mark as well. Four dark spots align under each eye, starting small and growing slightly larger then the next as it goes towards the outer part of the eye. Likewise, the darker stripe that adorns his mothers face will rise from the base of his nose, up the bridge and finally come to rest atop his crown. Finishing off his polished looks is the ever calm and focused gaze of his father's eyes. His eyes, however, will take on a slightly different shade of teal, and depending on his emotions will range from a slightly bluish teal tint to an ashen grey. It is no mistake, that he is indeed Taurig's son.

Alliance: Neutral Good

RP Sample:
Excited energy burst from the young boys body as he tore from his den and into the woods beyond. He was a year old now, and already he was much larger then his other siblings. He wondered why though, seeing as how his mother was the average size, he often wondered if his father was larger. Though he had never met him, Sora wanted to find out who he was. Large paws would imprint themselves into the dirt, leaving behind his trail, his journey to find his roots taking wing. Dark teal colored eyes searched around his surroundings, seeking out a sign of his eager attempt at searching out a clue. Something would catch his attention, and as he fell silent, the boy would get close in an attempt to see what it was. A moment later, a fox would jump out of it's hiding spot, and Sora realized that he had failed to scent it because it was among growing mint. The males fur bristled in alarm, and likewise the fox did the same as it pinned its ears and backed away. It's bushy tail swishing back and forth as it sized up its opponent. With a growl and a snap forward, Sora stood at his full height, which easily towered over the smaller beast. Widened eyes and a faltering stance from the fox, told Sora that it was having seconds thoughts about attacking him, and so it turned to flee. Instantly, Sora would give chase to run it away from his home.

He ran for at least a mile before the fox had decided to slip into a den much smaller then where Sora could fit, and so with a snort he would turn and leave the fox alone. Looking around, he wondered where in the forest he had ended up. Not having been in these parts before, he set to moving about with practiced care as he picked his way carefully across the grounds. The tropicality of the green scenery in these parts was unknown to him, as his home was a little farther away from these Eastern parts. Dark paws carried him over a large log, the boy having to leap and scramble his way across as it seemed not even a full grown wolf would be able to leap it in one bound. Once on the other side, he hopped to the ground below and a scent would catch his attention, thus causing the boy to freeze. He'd tentatively sniff the air, the scent of a stranger wafting in the winds towards him. Though it did for some reason, hold some kind of similarity...as if he should know the scent. But as it was, he only knew the scent of his mother and his siblings. Curiosity drew him forward, and within moments he'd come to a cluster of bushes as he'd peer through them to look at the figure beyond. The male's back was turned to him, and though Sora knew better then to walk among strangers, he was drawn to the figure for some unknown reason. He'd step out, purposefully making noise with the bush as he moved in hopes of catching the other males attention. Before he could speak, however, the male would turn and stare at him with wonder. In turn, Sora would stare back with widened eyes...the man standing before him resembled the boy, yet the only thing missing was his mothers markings.

He would stare at the similarly colored male, slowly looking him over as he noted the same colored eyes, body type, form, and the way he held himself. He didn't know who his father was, but this couldn't just be coincidence...could it?

Sooo the puppies are due November 1st, its time for the decision!! A brief note before, I reserve the right to re-adopt the puppies if they fall inactive at anytime!

Puppy 1-Sora- belongs to Dragon
Puppy 2 -Senka- belongs to Shelby

Thank you for everyone who applied! You guys may now create your accounts and then I will post the link to the birthing thread here!