Seven x Ahote

[∞ seven]

M O T H E R

Name: Seven
Age: Five
Species: Yagi
Height: Fourty five inches
Weight: Two hundred pounds
Appearance:

Her pelt is a diluted white, that's feel is as soft as cashmere. Laying above the white of her base pelt, is a large marking that ranges in the colors of green. This marking is mostly on her back, though parts of it stray to her head, ears, stomach, legs, and tail. The hairs of her coat are not exactly long, but the length isn't close cropped either, more of a medium. Her eyes are also green, though much more intense looking than her coat marking color.

From a glance, Seven doesn't seem like much of a threat. But hidden under her lanky looks, she does have a bit of muscle. She also has a few scars to show off, though the majority of them are from a run in with Cypress. Another imposing feature is a natural one; her horns. They rest on top of her head, and even if they are slightly lopsided. The two growths can do some damage when she takes time to sharpen them on a rock. It also helps that she has a confident air about her, from being the Czarina of the Knights.

Health: Great
Mates? Soon to be
Link to Mating Thread: x
Other: All of Sevens family have an Obsession of some kind, Kurai's was killing, hers was bones and death.

[Ahote]

Choose one, silly: F A T H E R
Name: Ahote
Age: 6
Species: Yagi
Height: 47 inches.
Weight: 215 lbs.
Appearance:

Ahote is an impressive figure of yagi masculinity. His coat appears to have an almost black coat, but if one was truly to look at his coat it is actually a deep green. Sprinkled throughout his coat are lighter shades of green, almost looking as though someone took a comb to his coat and spread different shades of green along his feet, back and around his eyes. Underneath this dark, swirled coat are bunches of muscles, painfully noticeable as he moves, making him a formidable predator. His coat is more than shaggy, and the addition of his sharp fangs make him truly look rough.

His voice is low, and gravely, as though the whispering through the night over stones. Very rarely does he even bother to speak, Ahote is often stand-offish with anyone whom he has no connection with. His eyes stare into the recesses of anyone’s soul, who dare to meet eyes with him and were colored a deep mix of bright yellow and green, and utterly reflective in the dark.

Lastly, as one last measure to make sure that Ahote would survive in any condition, or be able to defend himself against most attackers were the two horns against his skull. They were horns similar to a black buck (Antilope cervicapra), but raising and leaning back multiple inches behind his skull, seemingly twisting round and round. Two straighter horns protrude from the back of his hips, pointing back and downward for excellent defense should he choose to side-swipe an enemy or prey. Ahote was born for close, over-bearing combat, his enemy must be close, but once they are, there is no escape. He has a scar across the bottom of his maw, a testament that he has had his fair share of defending his life and the life of others.
Health: In the prime excellent condition.
Mates? Soon to be
Link to Mating Thread: Here"]http://wonderwhywolves.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=krikoforest&action=display&thread=7265&page=1] Here
Other: Extremely ambitious and willing to absolutely anything to get what he feels is right not only for him but others as well. To Ahote the ends always justify the means which can be misunderstood as cruelty and cold-hearted.

[ARTEMIS!]

Number of Pups Born: 3
Complications: None
Due on: July 12th [ Summer ]
Year: Four

Pup 1


Species: Yagi
Gender: Female
Health: Good
Adult Height: 43''
Adult Weight: 180lbs
Skills: Impulsive, leader, self-doubt, amibitious.
Other: Daddy's little girl. White with black, green on her legs. Bi-coloured green/yellow eyes.

Pup 2


Species: Yagi
Gender: Male
Health: Good
Adult Height: 48''
Adult Weight: 220lbs
Skills: Independent, good warrior, loyal, 'brawn'
Other: Very close with pup 3, has a big obsession with blood. Cream base with black streaks throughout and green flecks. Green eyes.

Pup 3


Species: Yagi
Gender: Male
Health: Good
Adult Height: 46''
Adult Weight: 210lbs
Skills: Laid-back, eager/keen, observant, 'brains'
Other: Very close with pup 2, mild anger issues. Deep green with white paws. Yellow eyes.

--lineart colored by: Artemis

[∞ seven]

I love the first pup, if you don't want her Chess, I'm gonna take her!
As for the others, Chess get's a free pick than audition.

[Ahote]

I will be taking pup number two for myself and we will be holding auditions possibly for number three. ^-^

[∞ seven]

PUP THREE ADOPTION

REQUIERMENTS:

• Player must be active.
  
• 1OO+ adoption post.
  
• Pup name (preferably) to start with the letter A or S.
  
• Player must participate in family threads.
  

[micci]

Anakin

Anakin awoke with a start, his heart beating against his chest and adrenaline filling his veins. All he could see was darkness; there were not even stars or a moon to add a hint of light. Yet warmth surrounded him even though it was still winter. As time passed the adrenaline faded, his heart calmed and his breathing slowed. His eyes blinked against the darkness and he heard the snuffled noises of his siblings around him and his mother’s deep breaths as she slept. He was safe, no nightmares could get him here, it was only logical was it not?

He stood and slowly navigated his way out of the sleeping place before emerging in full sunlight. His eyes water and stung as he got used to the light and he could not help but close them tightly. Through his closed eyelids he could see bright orange with red lines drawn in a haphazard way. Veins and skin of course but he didn’t know that. It fascinated him but before long his eyes had adjusted and he opened them slowly.

A droplet ran down his jaw, dropping onto the ground in a mini-explosion of dust and with that the land began to change. He stood on a stone ledge outside a cave; in front of him lay the land. Slowly a wave coursed through the land. Changing the colour’s of trees, the breeds of animals and even the colour of the sky above. A fantasy land lay ahead of him and his age got the better of him as he leapt off the ledge landing in the branches of a tree. The leaves felt softer than his mother’s fur and the tree itself bent, giving him access to the ground and without hesitation he leapt off. The tree slowly bent back to its original state.

He walked through a forest that held extreme oddities, the squirrels had heads of deer and the deer had heads of lions. There was even a tree that had fish as leaves. It was a strange world indeed. Straight ahead of him he caught glimpse of the tree of his dreams. Deep green leaves covered the branches and from these branches red strips of flesh hung. As if they were the tree’s fruit and indeed they were this odd creation’s fruit. He ran towards it, unable to contain himself.

His grin covered his face as he leapt unrealistically high, grabbing the best piece and landing in a sea of darkness. The meat disappeared as he tried to find his bearings. It was as if he was under water. He could not breathe, he could not see, hear or smell. He was lost, gone and soon would be dead. He cried out, his voice mute to the darkness around him. He leaned forward and grabbed his paw with his teeth and clamped down hard.

He awoke with a cry to the den of his sleeping family. His heart beat against his chest and his breathing was fast. He stared through the darkness at where his mother was: he was safe.

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[ARTEMIS!]

S . Y . V . E . R

The light of the morning sun was enough to coax the small pup from his dreamless sleeps, his small frame curled near the larger body of his brother. They were like night and day, two balls of differently colored fur wrapped around each other, nestling into the other and keeping themselves warm. Syver wasn't sure if his brother had awoken yet, and so he only lifted his head gingerly to peer out of the mouth of the den. He squinted a bit as the light flooded in, letting his yellow eyes adjust themselves slowly to the morning sunlight. His little maw parted as a yawn escaped, making a low audible noise as he did so. He was thinking about how he would go about extracting himself from his brother's curled body without waking the other pup when a shadow blocked the light of the den. His eyes widened in slight alarm, and he curled up against his sleeping brother, but the head that poked in to greet him was none other than one of the mentors of the pack.

Syver watched her speak with careful eyes - their mother was busy with the pack that day, and as such, she was in charge of watching them for the afternoon. Rousing his brother from his own slumbers, he watched him clamber out first from the dug out den. Letting his body stretch out, he pulled himself through the opening and out into the sunlight. Again, he had to squint his eyes to allow them to adjust to the light, but it wasn't as bright this time. His brother was already bounding around outside, and so Syver watched him carefully, his eyes following his form as he moved around. He would soon tire and come to his side. With no intentions of running around just yet, he busied himself with watching his brother and listening to the happenings around him. The mentor had been joined by one of the knights from the pack and they were discussing something hushed between themselves. Obviously is was not for the pups to hear. Syver moved slowly towards his brother, capturing his attention with a low "psst" and calling him over.

"They're talking about something secret. I'm going to try and find out, okay? So try and be quiet," he said. The reply he received was a nod and a grin. Having a partner in crime was always a good thing and his brother was never far by. Syver positioned himself near the adults, his ears pricked in their direction. His brother played about in front of him to make it seem as though Syver wasn't eavesdropping. His eyes were positioned on the loping form of the other yagi, whilst his attention completely focused on the conversation.

'They're going to catch some of the deer' he heard mumbled, the two talking amongst themselves. Something about a chase for a white stag, too. He couldn't help but contort his face in surprise as they mentioned the white stag. He had heard of the fabled creature from his mother and the mentors. The creature was rare, and sought after quite widely. It seemed there had been a sighting near the taiga and so his mother had called the pack away to hunt it. His eyes now actively sought out his brother, and after they had made eye contact, Syver slid up against him, whispering in his ear.

"They found a white stag. Momma's gonna catch it," he whispered, his voice low and hushed so the adults wouldn't hear them. His brother could hardly contain his glee, grinning widely from ear to ear. "Soon we'll be big and strong and we'll be able to take down a white stag too. We'd make momma so proud," he purred, leaning back on his haunches. With a quick glance over to the adults, he smiled a bit, turning his head back and grinning at his brother. "Until then we can only practice," he grinned, bounding up, his docked tail wiggling at the base, and leaping towards his brother, aiming to pounce him in a play fight.

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[Ahote]

The third pup will be given to Artemis for adoption. This was a hard decision as we truly enjoyed each post made, but Artemis touched on an important bond between the two brothers. This bond is extremely important as it is part of Ahote's past, and will have a huge place in future plot lines. She portrayed the character accurately, with his "brainy-ness" and the connection to his brother. Thank you both for auditioning and more pups will be on the way for adoption in the next few weeks-months so no worries I am sure we will all get one. ^_____^