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[Wolfen]

<sup>I'm not even going to pretend that this idea is even remotely original, but since we've got quite a few pups up for grabs, I figured it's best to just dish 'em out.

Anyways, there are three avaliable slots for the cubs of Argo and Aijan, and the possible pups are provided. All you need to do is provide is a breif roleplay sample, 5 words describing their personality, and any other aspect of their character that you feel is important to mention.

For example, your pup was born without legs. that would be sort of important to mention.

Remember, it's not always quantity; a sample over 200 words will sufice, and there is no maximum word limit. Your best bet for winning the character is to have an interesting personality and/or some aspect that makes them unique. You can apply for a pup as many times as you want, and one of them will be randomly selected to be the heir to Eira.</sup>

[b]name,[/b] [i]select ulrich, solon, or todd[/i]
[b]eye color,[/b] [i]you choose[/i]
[b]roleplay sample,[/b] [i]write it here[/i]
[b]five word description,[/b] [i]pick five adjectives 8D[/i]
[b]other,[/b] [i]anything else?[/i]

[Flax]

[haha Wolf. xD]

name, todd
eye color, white gold
roleplay sample,
[hope this okay...]
rough and tumble
See him there, waiting. His lithe little frame barely concealed by the shadows of the tree, shuffled into the Eiran snowdrift. Pearly eyes scanned the space before him, a wide grin smirking its way through his minute structure of teeth. Todd is waiting, waiting for someone, anyone, anything he can get! And, there! Sharp eyes grab at the nearest object making its way towards him. An old leaf.
A frown worked its way upon his nose, before deciding with a defiant nod that this was his prey. Hind legs squared up, waggling his quarters like a batter warming to his post, forepaws eagerly gripping into the dirt. The wind died, and the leaf shivered to a stop. Thats when he leapt, fur ripping through the air with so much power, so much ease! He was as the eagle! He was a flying wolf! The greatest hunter in the world!
It wasn't long before his hereditary paws flung themselves before Fate. He silently cursed himself with words he knew his mother would never, ever hear, as his overly large pads traced circles before him. That leaf was getting bigger, bigger... and so the ground was getting nearer!
But his leaf! A hunter never, ever gives up! A true Eiran looks danger in the face and laughs, and he was not a coward! The rebellious urge to fight his instinct to leave the forgotten bit of tree alone and concentrate on landing without getting hurt won out, and his teeth gnashed forwards through the air in resistance.
BAM. Glazed canines clamped round the vegetation, taking with it more than a mouthful of snow, then found his forepaws lost in translation. They wound through the snow, tumbling with some sort of nervous energy, making him go faster and faster, shovelling snow out of the way with his trowel-like feet. Finally, when changing in an unexpected direction, he stopped.
Todd's head lifted slowly from the icy powder, coldness clenching at pinkish gums with his scrap of leaf buried within them. His muzzle twisted around him just as carefully, scanning the area. Upon seeing that nobody had witnessed one of his classic moments that no one would ever let him forget, a wicked proud smile wove round his whiskers. He spat the leaf out with the snow, and winked at it.

'Our little secret.'
five word description, rebel jester clutz loyal naive
other, over large paws like his daddy, and slightly biggish ears. his silvery rump features mottled gold, like that of a fawn or lion cub. he is the clown, and like most clowns, make other people laugh at them, and like making others feel good about themselves, which means he gets the brunt of a lot of harsh jokes and comments. this doesnt mean he doesnt feel the jibes people make at him for his naivity, amongst other things.

[diazrel]

name, Ulrich
eye color, Pale grey with a gold rings on the outside of the iris
roleplay sample,

"Why yes, I am more important than you"

A small blue flower had sprung up from the snow, pushed it's way up out of the ground. It glittered with little drops of melted snow and the ending of winter. Spring would soon be here and the flower would blossom, large and beautiful with a scent that would entrance anyone.

Smoosh

The large paw of a puppy covered the flower, smushing it into the ground. Ulrich let out a small laugh, a pointy grin appearing on his little face. As he lifted his paw up to see the damage his eyes lit up. The stem had bent over and the petals were ripped and covered in dirt. Harmless fun. Bored of this, the large white puppy turned, ready to pay attention to something else. It was boring out here... weird to be alone. Ulrich liked the company of others; though his siblings and parents had been getting boring. He needed to meet someone new, to immediately jump in their face and tell them that his mommy was alphess and that he was more important than them.

With a small sigh, the puppy romped onwards, wagging his tail enthusiastically as he went. A short way off he could see a large boulder. Not wanting to miss the opportunity of feeding his ego, Ulrich picked up the pace and leaped onto the large rock with an almighty yet far from graceful jump. He fixed himself into a big stance, chest puffed out and tail held high. He gazed down on the mixture of melting snow, grass and mud with a blazing look, pretending to be surrounded by others. He liked the thought of others knowing who he was... getting praise. Though he wasn't exactly one to give it. Sending insults in the direction of his siblings had to be one of his favorite things to do.

With a smug grin on his mug, Ulrich tumbled down off the boulder to find something else to entertain him. One day this attitude would get him into trouble, he knew it... but it was just a bit of harmless fun... no?

five word description, Proud, stubborn, head-strong, intelligent, bully
other, None

[Jam]

<sup>ooc//my puppy's gonna be born without legs, okay? and his siblings are going to carry him around on their backs like the prince he is jk

ps. that picture is abso-freaking-lutely adorable, wolfen. you are the master of finding good images <3</sup>

solon

name, solon
eye color, rich amber
roleplay sample, The morning dawned as warm as it could in the mountain habitat that was called home by the Eiran Brethren. And on a morning such as this, one of the region's shining princes arose from a sound slumber.

Head tilted back towards the celestial sphere, allowing the sun rays to run their tendrils from the tip of his muzzle all the way down his belly. Shaking from the tickling warmth, Solon lowered his head to face straight ahead, that goofy puppy grin breaking upon his countenance. The sunlight melted the ornamental amber color of his optics, swimming within them, making it look as though he did not have eyes at all but glass orbs filled with liquid amber. It was this face that already seemed to charm so many with its irremovable innocence, and one that had his mother convinced it was melt the hearts of any female that fell victim to its pure beauty, as perhaps she already had.

The liquid solidified again as his gaze hardened upon a creature in the distance: a rabbit, a product of the spring such as he had been. Grin twisted into a satisfied smirk, finding his first "victim" of the day. Remembering what his father had taught him about the chase, he lowered himself, his puppy tail ignorant of instruction curling high over his back. Paws caressed the ground as he inched closer and closer before a burst of energy propelled him forward. Let the games begin!

Wolf chased rabbit around and around, puppy paws tending to lose pace for a moment and tumbling together before righting themselves again. Rabbit was fast, but wolf was faster. Paws reached forward and pinned the young creature down. His own fur was white, lightly dusted with black. It complimented Solon's white-cream-mixed, ginger-air brushed fur well. The young prince leaned close to his prey, meticulously grasping it with his paws so escape was impossible, smiling cunningly.

And all within an instant the smile softened as he nudged the rabbit with his wet nose, removing forepaws from its furry body. Rabbit and wolf locked eyes in that instant, a connection made. The message was understand as the rabbit hopped back in search of its family. Solon reclined back on his haunches, tail sweeping happily against the ground. The game was merely that, a game, the rabbit an innocent pawn in his fun. He was not about to take its life away, for he found no enjoyment to do so in a situation as that.

Head swiveled around upon its base, looking for his next great adventure of the day. Ever the vivacious individual, his day had just begun and he was no where near satisfied. There was yet more to be had in this world.
five word description, confident, genuine, commanding, warm-hearted, committed
other, um, this sums him up in a picture (sorta):

[Ocoa]

name, Todd

eye color, Blue

roleplay sample, Pitter-patter pitter-patter. The sound of Todd's paws rustled the leaves of the underbrush. He shoved his nose to the ground trying to pick up any scent. Much to his dismay, he recoiled from the sharp pain shooting through his maw. “Maybe I shouldn’t do it that hard….” Todd whimpered. He hesitantly placed his face to the damp moss, and his nostrils flared.

Eureka! Todd followed what he thought was a wild animals scent. He pranced around feeling successful. Todd said aloud, “I should follow it!” He sprinted the trail, stopping only to refresh the scent of his prey. He followed it for what he figured was about 20 miles, and he gave up, exhausted.

“Sigh,” Todd cried, “at least I’m back near home. But what would an animal want to do with a dangerous place like this?” He laid down and placed his cuddly head on his forelegs. He took deep breathes trying to keep from crying.

He froze. He inhaled again. And again. Todd came to the sad realization of what he was chasing. There was no prey. He was chasing himself! He let a tear roll down the side of his face because he knew he was defeated.

But hark! A call rang throughout the air, and Todd’s ears pricked, listening to its message: it was his mother, and he was to be home. He frantically wiped and pawed at his face, brushing the tears from his eyes. Puffing out his chest and strutting home, he wouldn’t be a whelp; he would be a noble prince—and one who never cried infront of women, especially his mother.

five word description, Pitiful, honest, overlysensitive, delirious, and noble.

[Wolfen]

AND THE WINNERS ARE...

^{After thorough discussion with BooBoo, we've elected the winning pups. Congratulations to the winners, and thanks for apply to those not selected!}

^{the litter:}

• SOLON
  ---roleplayed by jam
  
• XANE
  ---roleplayed by wolfen
  
• ULRICH
  ---roleplayed by dizzy
  
• TODD
  ---roleplayed by ocoa
  
• EPIONE
  ---roleplayed by booboo
  

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