Shayna smiled brightly and flourished her hands in the air, hair fluffing behind her as she announced, "Time to enter your most obedient pets! Show off that training!"
- Registration ends July 9th -
- Participation Prizes - Awarded for posting at least once in the Show Ring!
choose one; Copper and Silver Gear Orbaru winner gets both!
In order to enter, just post here! Come to the Contest Hall IC and get your pet signed up for the competition. Include your pets' image and full stats, as well as any items they were groomed with or will be wearing in the show ring. Once registration closes, the show ring will open to show off your pet! As long as you make one post in the show ring, you'll get a participation prize ~
Name: Kro Gender: Male Age: Adult Species: Thundergug Breed: Greyscale Stats Level: 146 Loyalty: 194 Stamina: 21 Strength: 11 Resistance: 8 Dexterity: 6 Mentality: 1 Special Abilities: Hardy, Intimidation, Iron Will, Cold Resistance, Empathetic Link, Danger Sense, Stone Skin, Run, Endurance, Nightvision, Diurnal Spirit Moves: Horn Strike, Thunder, Charge, Breath of Winter, Roar, Rend, Headbutt, Kick, Bash, Dodge, Tail Strike, Stamp Knows Name (1) Come (1) Stay (1) No (1) Follow (1) Move (1) Carry load (2) Pull Buggy (2) Carry Rider (2) Go (1) Stop (1) "Back" (1) Turn Right/left (1) Faster/slow down (1) Ground Tie (2) Roar (3) Rend (3) Headbutt (3) Kick (2) Thunder (4) Bash (3) Dodge (4) Accept Sudden Movements (2) Accept Darkness (2) Danger Sense (10) Stone Skin (4) Tail Strike (3) Catch (2) Hold (1) Drop (1) Accept Noise (2) Horn Strike (2) Run (3) Endurance (4) Charge (3) Nightvision (8) Stamp (2) Diurnal Spirit (8) Breath of Winter (7) =106
It had been awhile since she had entered a contest, so it was time for her to do so again, she figured. At the same time, she didn't have much to do with Kro for awhile, even though he certainly had more training to do eventually, but for now they could take a little break and have some fun, Kro didn't get that very often she thought. He was a hard worker and always did what she asked without complaining, so if she could get him some time to himself, then all would be well. Jack pushed her hair back and smiled at Shayna as they entered the ring, "Hey there, I'd like to enter Kro in the Obedience Trials if that's alright?" She smiled a little and wondered what they could do at the contest. What was she going to do at the moment anyway? There were so many things they could show off, but that would be later, she figured.
Name: Nazura Gender: Male Species: Wiurn Type: Custom
Level: 30 Loyalty: 37
Sta: 13 | Str: 10 | Res: 9 | Dex: 5 | Men: 3
Special Abilities: Fly, Flame Body Moves: Flame Bite, Poison Sting, Venom, Wing Buff, Balefire, Vice Grip
Name [✓] | Come [✓] | No [✓] | Tolerance [✓] | No Bites [✓] | Carry Rider [✓] | Tack Up [✓] | Bow [✓]
Poison Sting [✓] | Coldflame Aura [✓]
This would be... Something to do. Perhaps he hadn't chosen the most appropriate pet in his collection for this event, but that mattered not! The mammalian man clutched a flier for the contest hall's most recent announcement in one hand and a heavy chain leading to a wiurn in the other. What better spectacle to behold than a perfectly obedient overgrown lizard. One that was on fire no less. All things considered though, he wouldn't be surprised if there was a more insane choice to be seen entering. This place was full of surprises, and he was more than happy to be counted among them.
Xentus led the bulking wiurn to his destination with confidence. Nazura seemed.. Less than thrilled to be toted around by the metal collar around his neck. But, he followed after the leopard. Perhaps in hopes of a nice treat or two for displaying his limited patience.
"Xentus will be entering with this one", the horned feline spoke to the attendant taking entries, gesturing to his wiurn, "Nazura."
Knows: Name (1) No (1) Stay (1) Come (1) Tack Up (1) Carry Rider (2) Turn Right/Left (1) Stop (1) Go (1) Faster/Slow Down (1) Pounce [Matar] (5) Stalk [Gizli] (3) Hardy (5) Fly (3) Land (1) Breathe Fire (7) Danger Sense (10) Intimidation (7) Higher (2) Barrel Roll (4) Swim (3)
There were three of them today, together as they went to the city. It was a fantastic ride, unlike most "let's go to the city" trips that Ashe had. Though, of course, Inyala didn't agree with the sentiment too much, because she did not quite appreciate flying as much as Ashe did and spent the trip hiding under his shirt and clinging to his belt loops to keep from being blown off. But Ashe lived for the thrills of stuff like this, flying on the back of a fire breathing dragon, high above the city, doing twists and loops at will. Fafnir was responsive and respectful, as always, and shared in his master's excitement. He loved to fly even more than Ashe loved to fly, and together they made a great team, both equally motivated. But the ride was over far too soon and Ashe directed him to land in front of the contest hall. Ashe was breathing hard from exhilaration, and Inyala was looking a little frazzled sitting on his shoulder, as they led the drake to the sign in desk. "I'd like to enter Fafnir!" Ashe announced, gesturing toward his magnificent drake, who puffed up his chest a bit as if he knew they were talking about him. He did know, in fact, thanks to the ribbon... But part of it was sheer pride at -being- a drake.
If I had a heart, I could love you, If I had a voice, I would sing. After the night when I wake up, I'll see what tomorrow brings.
"Rei," Seveth had said. She had known that it was Seveth, because he was smiling, and San never smiled wide and beaming the way that Seveth did. It looked strange on his face, and Rei was still not sure how to feel about it.
The corners of Seveth's eyes crinkled with the beginnings of mischief. "Want to help me with something?"
Her first answer was 'no'. Seveth often did things that San didn't like. But Roku didn't always rebuke him, which confused her. She knew that they were no longer with the Watchful Ones, and that many of the rules they had been living under no longer applied. But it still felt strange that Roku was letting this stranger have so much free reign.
Seeing that he wasn't getting an immediate assent, Seveth switched tactics, putting on a pout instead. It really was exceedingly strange to watch him do it with San's face; or rather, to watch San's face do that at all. "Come on, please? It'll be fun! Oh, I know, what if I got you a hair ribbon? A really nice one."
"I have ribbons," she pointed out. San had bought some a few weeks ago, and she had been using them ever since.
"Yes, but nicer ones. And we can make money. How about that? We always need more money, right?"
The way Seveth's eyes shone was very distracting. Rei shook her head slowly. Seveth's habit was losing money, not earning it. She couldn't imagine what he must have planned.
She shouldn't bite. She knew this. And yet, curiosity gnawed at her. "... What do you need me to do?" she said.
She hadn't said yes. Yet.
"Great! Fantastic! I knew I could count on you. You're the pillar of this family, a real saint, a--- Okay, okay, stop looking at me like that. Sheesh, you probably have the exact same flat look that he does, huh?" Seveth sighed dramatically, then brightened again almost immediately. "Okay, so, there's this contest in town, right, and you know lots of tricks from your time in the whatever army," he began. Rei, generously, did not correct him, though mostly because she thought it was for the best that he forgot the specific details of where she and San had come from. "You just have to show off what you can do, you know? Just... pretend it's a really fancy training routine! Yeah! But, you know, one that we get dressed up all nicely for, I guess. I'll do it, since I know San wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything that actually looked nice."
"He can look nice," Rei said.
"Can he though?" said Seveth, his features creasing into something that was half grimace and half patronizing smile. "Well, but anyway, he has no sense of showmanship, so I still think it's much better if you go with me. Actually, don't tell him about this, okay? He really doesn't have to know."
Rei considered Seveth for a long moment while he prattled on at length about what he was going to wear. He hadn't given her nearly enough details; she sensed that he was hiding something more than the fact that he didn't want San to know, and frankly she didn't know if she believed his scheme would do what he wanted it to do.
... And yet, it was starting to feel like her participation was inevitable. She was sure he would whine a great deal if she refused now. The pouting would reach new, exaggerated heights. And as interesting as it was to see San's face do all these new things lately... she really, really did not want to see that.
Which was how they ended up at the contest hall a week later, with Rei in a clean dress and her hair tied up with a modest black ribbon, and Seveth dressed in a set of flashy clothes that definitely had not come from their closet at home. He had tried to convince her to wear the rainbow one, or at least the pink, but she had refused. Now, Seveth was cajoling the staff at the table to let him squeak in, because they had shown up barely before the registration closed.
Rei took in the scene around them, with other entrants and their... companions.
None of them were Harachiu. In fact, most of them looked like large reptiles of some sort.