After Frith and Novella shared a night of no regrets and are going to expecting some babies! Personalities will probably be lighter aligned, and feel free to take inspiration from mother or father.



This litter will be themed Deities in Fiction, so a few good examples would be like, Aslan or Tash (The Chronicles of Narnia), Farore, Nayru, Din, and Hylia (The Legend of Zelda), Inle (Watership down) I'm excited to hear other ideas! some more options [here]



Don't know how many babies we want yet. They will be born on the 14th of August though there isn't currently a deadline set for the applications. Also just a reminder that we want to see the family staying active so if you fall inactive with them (without good reason) they may be put up for adoption again.



Eye colors for single-side are changeable, Kat was lazy with some of the designs and didn't change some of them.

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{ hylia destruction }

[[ appearance ]] ? she is lithe and angelic --- a saccharine femme fatale if ever there was one as enchanting as she. sculpted of a lean musculature and delicate bones, the dove harbors a slender physique lack of rugged sinew, portraying an air of fragility rather than immense vigor. elongated and nimble limbs boost the babe to a dainty apex of thirty-one inches, and to accompany such a petite stature is a light mass of a mere ninety pounds. her features are innocent --- graceful --- and will perpetually retain their youthful qualities; her countenance soft, pretty. with age, the dove will develop a more voluptuous figure, filling out her diminutive frame with feminine curves to further fuel her nubile exterior.



her taut flesh is, for the most part, a canvas without color --- an artist?s dying muse. the immaculate eggshell hue that dominates the majority of her coat is flawed by minor embellishments of brunette that only make an appearance upon her countenance and the very tips of her toes and ears. the markings upon her face preserve an exotic quality --- each slanted cyan eye outlined by winged ?eyeshadow? that appears as if they were painted by hand, both extending in three arcs off of the edge of her eyes. beneath each eye { with a space of eggshell white between } are jagged lines of the same brunette, truly making her pale cerulean gaze luminous when outlined with such contrasting colors.





[[ personality ]] ? timid, passive, naive, gentle, introversive, curious

Fresh Pressed Suit And Tie Unimpressed Birds Sing And Die Name: Suicune Destruction Design: #3 Eye Color: One eye, the one you can see, is a brilliant blue, hinted with darker blue. Her other eye is the feisty amber and reddish color of her father's other eye. Appearance: A creature of undying beauty, Suicune is the perfect mixture of both mother and father. At 34 inches tall, the size of her father, Suicune will be quite large. Her legs are slender, but they hold her body up easily. Suicune is slender, probably weighing a lot less than her father. Muscles ripple slightly underneath her fur, showing that slender wolves aren't always weak. Her head is raised in dominance, and she seems to have no fear, none at all. But, if someone were to pay close attention to her face, they would notice that her seeming so fearless is just an illusion. If she's scared, her face will show the slightest hint of fear. But she would never openly let her siblings see that she was scared. No, never. It is better that they think of her as too brave rather than a coward. At least, to her it is. Some are sure that white is Suicune's base coat-other's are sure that brown is her base coat. Even the wolf herself doesn't know. From far away, Suicune looks black and white. But, as they get closer to her, it will become obvious that she is brown and white-or white and brown. The white covers a little more than half of her face, and her eye stands out against the soft white colors. The other less than half of her face is dark brown, and her eye even stands out against it. On the side of her body that has the white face, brown dominates most of it. The white gets down to her front leg, and is instantly gone on that side, except for one exception. A small strike of white in the middle of her stomach. Brown coats her hind leg and her front leg as well. As for her other side, it is the reverse. White dominates most of her other side. Suicune's tail is mostly brown, with a simple slice of white. Suicune has beautiful mismatching eyes, one of her father's eye color and the other of her mother's. The white side of her face has brilliant and bright blues. It has hints of darker blue, speckled throughout her eye. It is perhaps the most beautiful part of her appearance, her eyes shining like jewels. In fact, they are probably the two different things. One eye like water, the other like fire? Her other eye, with her brown fur, is fiery orange, fading into something like red at one point. Personality: Plans: Alignment: Lawful good RP Sample: A low whine escaped beautiful jaws as rain pelted the dark and light female. "Mamma?" That was the only word that escaped her jaws. No answer. "Daddy?" Another pause, but still no answer "Sissy...?" Another pause, then the creature erupted in yelps. "Mommy! Daddy! Sissy! Bubby...." A final pause, and then the pup began to run. She hadn't have run away from home.....Well, wandered away, really. She was going in the direction that she thought was home.....Was that the same tree she had passed? Suicune jumped at it, thinking that it was flat ground from there. She didn't get very far with her jump, and had to start running again. And then the ground opened up under her. At least, that's what she thought. At the last minute, the wrong time, Suicune tried to jump. She imagined that she could jump the gap, but of course she was wrong. With a yelp, she landed face first in the small gap. But, to a pup like her, it would be a long climb. There was no shelter, nothing at all. So, the pup would have to try and climb. The white and brown girl struggled to move forwards, rain hitting her in the face and mud coating her. She slipped, a soft yelp escaping her jaws, and she barely managed to stop. Her brown and white hind paws hit the ground as she struggled up the climb again, her body lowered and close to the mud. Finally, she felt her claws dig into the other side of the bank, or whatever she was in. Mud coated her, but, even as she paused to catch her breath, it was falling off of her in clumps. She still had no way to get home, but she could find shelter until the morning. Suicune's mismatched gaze narrowed slightly as she came to a spot, a hole in the ground. She moved closer, ignoring the strange scent coming from inside. Instantly, something rushed out, towering over the shivering pup. Suicune whimpered a soft word, unsure if the creature could even understand her. "S-Sorry." Without another word, she raced away. She didn't get far before she started to sneeze, a low whine escaping her jaws. There was a tree nearby, with a small hole dug in the middle of it, pretty well low to the ground. Suicune moved closer to it, her tiny nose working for any scents, although she couldn't find any. She rose up on her hind paws, her front paws resting on the tree as she stared into the hole. It seemed warm, or at least better than the pelting rain. Clawing her way inside, Suicune struggled to get comfortable, but it was too small. The most comfortable way was still cramped. Her head touched one side of the tree, her muddy front paws held close to her body. From there, it just seemed to get more uncomfortable. Her hind legs almost touched the top of the small hollow, from the other side. She stared out at the rain, and slowly closed her mismatched eyes. She would find her way back in the morning, when she could see where she was at. {I could imagine that if she had any threads like this sample, she'd be getting in a lot of trouble.} Other: When you decide, if I am chosen, will you send me a PM before you post the chosen pups? Can Talk My Way Out Of AnythingSuicune

Name: Varda Destruction
Design: 6
Eye Color: Blue and amber
Appearance:

Life still blooms in this colorless creature, for true beauty is found in more than just gold and brown. Her fur is her ivory gown, shimmering in the moonlight as she dances into the twilight. Thick and bold, no other imperfection to be seen. Glimmering in the beautiful sunshine, or sparkling like a thousand sequins in the moonbeams, this magnificent dress is sure to amaze us all. Long and luxurious, elegant and marvelous, what wolf would not fall for such a sight?

At her full height, this princess stands at thirty three inches, weighing a perfect one hundred pounds. She is neither overweight, nor underweight. A muscular build is what lacks underneath her silken fur. A fragile girl she is, as bones can be seen if it wasn't for her ivory dress to hide such things. She may have slim and slender legs, though this has never bothered her. As a petite lady, her body is more suitable for running rather than battle.

Color still sparks in this snow-like princess. Gently glimmering above her cheeks lay two gems that can never be replaced. Perfected by her many ancestors themselves, her orbs are like the very crystals that form in the earth. Though only one of her eyes are blue. Only few have such an inheritance such as her to be born with different colored orbs. A blue and amber, two different personalities. An ice blue gaze filled with passion and respect, with gentleness and grace. Yet her flaming amber glow holds power and strength, with courage and honor. Many can find themselves lost in those curious pools, almost mesmerizing. These gentle blue and powerful amber optics, with a delicate yet slender frame and a spectacular ivory coat, form this lady of the stars.

Personality:

Sophisticated
She is a lady, well-mannered and proper. She is no wild animal, she is educated and cultured. Polished and fine, she knows her duties and rules. A loyal and obedient woman she will be, only when shown the highest of respect. Confident and refine, she holds advanced skills with mature thinking. At such a young age she may be, she holds vast and understanding knowledge about the world around her. Never a damsel in distress, she knows how to handle her own problems and she needs no help from others. She is an independent and fair woman, with her own rights and says.
Sharp
Hotheaded, this woman is mostly likely to start a keen argument when on the wrong side. An intelligent mind she holds, with words and phrases that can catch you off guard. Through a clear and snapping tone, she can deliver bitter and venomous words. She hardly thinks before she speaks, but her demanding and wicked words can mean it all. She will hardly back down from an argument, victory will burn through her clawing paws. Quick like a snake, this silver-tongued babe always has plenty of tricks to use, can you win in an argument with her? Let us see.
Delicate
Her touch is pure, as silken as the fresh summer grass. When her sharp snake-tongued ways are out, her soul turns pure and gentle. An elegant and graceful woman she will rarely ever be, so enjoy her intricate aura while you can. Bright like a sparkling gem, her quiet and flirtatious self is a joy to behold. Like a carefree princess she will be, but only before she is deeply angered.
Articulate
A powerful and confident voice she holds, free of fear and stuttering. Clear and dominant, her deep toned voice is a sign of defiance and strength. But through a soothing voice she will only speak when her soft self has been revealed. Her gentle and affectionate voice is as smooth and light as any mothers'. This distinctly voiced girl rarely ever sings, though her singing sounds are as fluent as her speech. Her singing voice is angelic, yet passionate and intense. Her skills are remarkable, a true talent some only practice in the hopes of achieving. Articulation is a breeze to this rich voiced woman.
Free
Boundaries and borders will never fence this girl in. She has a wide open vision, with excellent knowledge. Forming her own opinions and decisions, she is never afraid to fight for what she truly believes in. No wolf controls her mind or paws, for she guides the path that she travels across. She creates her own destiny, not forced down by another. Though this woman may seem all rules and sophistication, there is more than just her usual self. She is a free and wonderful soul, beneath the lady-like character, hidden away.

Plans: I would like for her to stay in Ludicael, though I'm open for anything
Alignment: Lawful Good
RP Sample:

The forest was falling into a deep slumber as the day slowly came to an end. The lady wasn't one to venture out at such a time, though she had to get away from her life sometimes. She felt more free under the stars, and she hoped this night the stars would show themselves. Snow-like fur danced in the breeze as the dame delved deeper into the woodland. Rivers flowed endlessly in every direction and trees scraped the flaming orange sky. Sapphire orbs flickered calmly as the lady emerged into the twilight.

Her eyes met another creature, though she could not identify what it was through the overpowering shadows. Hungry amber eyes met hers, the creature knew she was here so she would have to face it.

"Good evening, m'lady." Came the voice. It was a deep toned voice, of a male creature. Before the dame could ask him to reveal himself, the man stepped out of the lurking shadows. A large wolf he was, painted in many hues of brown. He blended in well within the trees in this forest, unlike herself in her ivory dress.

"Good evening, sir." The woman spoke. She was a lady, and she had to speak in a formal and lady-like manner. With a air of sophistication, she lifted her head, letting the twilight summer wind ruffle her fur. A sapphire glow twinkled in the dim light. She faced the man calmly, meeting his devious amber orbs. The wind hissed violently as the night slowly took place.

Just here to comment.

Design five is sexier than Sebastian Stan. okay maybe just sexy as Sebastian Stan wow

Okay, it was difficult, but I convinced myself not to apply because I don't have enough time for another character. But your beautiful babies are SO TEMPTING. So I decided to throw in the names I was considering with the hopes that they will still come into being even if not played by me.

Names: Kyurem, Meloetta, and Beltane

Also, design 5 looks cool with blue eye(s) too if you're interested.

you can't find what's passed {so make that happiness last} name herne destruction design eight appearance Herne will always be a bony, almost delicate seeming thing. His steps will be fleet and he will move quickly and easily, but there will be little muscle on his frame. Born the runt of his litter, he will remain almost unhealthily skinny through much of his life, and despite reaching an adult size of 32 inches, he will never be awe inspiring. At full growth, his limbs will be almost awkwardly long, allowing him to run more swiftly than some might expect. However, due to his lack of muscle mass, Herne will never be particularly strong, and he will not have much endurance either. His coat will always be a little on the unique side - like his father, Herne will boast a dark chocate-y brown coat that dominates much of his body. A lighter tan marks the lower half of his face, along with Herne's neck and underbelly. Around his eyes are patch-like flame markings in an orange-y brown that can also be found in a small stripe above his nose. The heterochromatic gaze that so many members of the Destruction family seem to posses can also be found in Herne. His left eye is a bold orange in coloration, while the right is an equally bright yellow. The orange hails straight from his father, while the yellow is claimed from his mother's family. personality Herne will display from the start a rather quiet nature. He will be hesitant to speak up even around friends and family, and is by and large content to keep to the outside of any games or conversations that are being held around him. His words, when spoken, will have a lot of thought put into them - he will always be a thoughtful male; one who plans out what he will say and do. Nothing Herne does is impulsive, and he always considers the potential fallout of his decisions and words. Overall, Herne will definitely be a mature wolf, displaying more wisdom than his years might seem to allow, especially as he sees more of the world and comes to comprehend more the struggles that other wolves have to endure to find their places in the world. He will do his best to be kind wherever possible, and this combined with his thoughtful tendencies will often cause Herne to be a good friend to those in need. Herne will go out of his way to help any and all wherever he can, regardless of their alignment or his personal opinions about them or anything of that sort, to be honest. To him, kindness is not kindness if it is limited only to certain wolves. Distinctly laidback, it will be difficult to get Herne's back up. He will be accepting of all types and all lifestyles, even those that are vastly different from his family's. Though some might mistake his laid back nature for being lazy, this could not be farther from the truth. He's willing to do what he must do, and isn't one to shirk duties, but he simply doesn't get worked up over things that he cannot change. alignment neutral good plans He'll probably stick around his family as much as he can in life, which means Ludicael will be his home for a long while. I don't know if I want him to rise too high in the ranks - he'd probably be a decent Illustrator at the most, but I really just want him to hang out with his family and have fun and explore a lil but he'll definitely stay around Ludi a lot. If he ever leaves, expect a lot of visits on his part! roleplay sample Herne had a fondness for getting 'lost.' He liked to get away from the den for a bit and explore what he could of Ludicael before he got too tired. He seemed to get tired more easily than his siblings did - maybe it was because he was that much smaller than them? Herne wasn't entirely sure why he was so much more tired than his siblings were all the time, but he had learned pretty quickly that getting upset didn't help. It didn't change the fact that Herne never properly got lost like his siblings because he couldn't walk far enough to, not without his legs starting to shake and heaviness pulling at his paws. And if he couldn't change it, why bother getting upset by it? Herne had settled for exploring the areas near his den so well that he knew them like the back of his paw. And it helped save his mother some worry if he stuck closer to the den. It was a win-win situation, right? Herne wasn't upsetting his mother and he was learning about the world around him. He'd found plenty of interesting things right here, things that even his siblings hadn't found because they had been so intent on getting further away before their mother tracked them down and pulled them back into the den. There was something to be said about sticking close to home, at any rate, and Herne didn't mind it in that moment. The little male had found himself curled up on top of a small rock, one that he had discovered not too long ago - it was the perfect size for the little scrap of fur that lay on top of it. The heat that the rock gave off Herne's underside and the sun warming his back kept him pleasantly warm, and he was half asleep. He was pleasantly warm and drowsy, and in these moments, he could almost imagine that it was better to be limited by his weak body than it was to be strong like his siblings. It wouldn't be until much later that Herne would retreat from his warm spot and head back towards his den, returning once more to the glorious chaos of his family's small home. It was getting a little cramped, but Herne knew that soon the world would be larger still, and that eventually they would be moving out of the small space that his family currently called home. It would be a strange change, but Herne figured that there wasn't really a point to fighting it. Leaving the den seemed to happen to all wolves - after all, his mother didn't still live with her mother, did she? And neither did his father. Herne had to bite back a laugh at that image, and with that, the little male picked up his paws at a swifter pace, making his way back to his family. He missed them, after all. those old happenings, things that are done[ herne destruction ]

OK, so joining Aslan will be Herne & Varda

Both pups will be free as I'll pay for mine. And they will be born on 14th August so get your profiles ready for then!

Is Eve too late? T.T

OK, as there has been more interest expressed in these guys we're going to adopt out one more so you have a final chance for one of these puppies! You must be willing to pay for a pup pass and the winner will be chosen on the 12th so get your applications in quickly!