Lyra x Ricky (2 spots open)Lyra x Ricky (2 spots open) by The-Silent-Crow
Breed: American pit bull terrier
Type: ADBA (tall, athletic build)
Lyra (Dreyrugr's Heart Shaped Box)
Color: Blue with Irish white
Eye color: Dark brown
Health tested: N/A N/A EX EX Passed
Working titles: LXC WPCh GUVCh
Showing titles: ?
Owner: Icelandic Ridge Kennel
Ricky (SCK's Les Yeux Sans Visage)
Color: Tricolor (Creeping liver with tan points and Irish white)
Eye color: Gold
Health tested: N/A N/A EX EX Passed
Working titles: MACh XQ SHDX CT WPCh SPCh
Showing titles: RWD(x2)
Owner: Silent Crow Kennels
There will be 7 puppies in the litter
They are 2nd generation ADBA American pit bull terriers
They will be fine for conformation and some mild to intense sports
5 for a reservation. Reservations are not refundable!
1. IcelandicRidgeKennel if she wants o
Titles AgainI'm going to reopen title commissions, but this time I'm doing it differently. I'm adding *le gasp* limits!Titles Again by The-Silent-Crow
Limit 1: NO chibi style. I'm so sick of drawing in the chibi style and everyone wants it. Absolutely not. I fucking HATE it! D:<
Limit 2: Only 4 dogs per person. I hate getting 10 dogs from each kennel.
Limit 3: Up to 3 titles PER DOG! (Weight pull only has 2, so you're good there; herding has 5, so you only get the first 3 or whatever 3 comes next) Any three titles you wish
PLEASE WAIT UNTIL AFTER I GET YOUR TITLES UPLOADED TO PAY!!
Prices will still be the same. I'm still offering art trades. I will still do whatever group you
Title/Social Commission Rules and Benefits
Kennel Group(s): (TKC, TDH, KCUSA, UKC, dA-KC, etc.)
Art Style (NO FUCKING CHIBI):
Background Style (I'm tempted to experiment with photo BG
Vivian x Duke CLOSEDVivian x Duke CLOSED by The-Silent-Crow
Hello! I'm here to announce a pure bred American Staffordshire terrier breeding between my girl, Vivian (Silent Crow's Red Sector A), and Painted-Koolie's boy, Duke (Dark Storm's Bad to the Bone).
A little info about the parents:
Name: Silent Crow's Red Sector A
Color: Red brindle with Irish white collar
Eye Color: Dark brown
Generation: Starter x Starter
Working Titles: FDM MFM COA (WPCh and OTCh to come)
Show Titles (RNG and Effort): BoOs(x2) WB(x5) BOW(x3) BOB(x3) BIS BOG JC CACIB(I forgot to add this one on her results)
Health Test Results: Passed
Inbreeding Check: N/A
Bloodline Record: N/A
Genetic Defects: EX
Breed Standard: EX
Rank: World Class and Honored
Owned by an Assured Breeder
Name: Dark Storm's Bad to the Bone
Bathtime Fun with MaskBathtime Fun with Mask by Teratophelia
Pairing: Raph/Mike (implied VERY lightly)
"Go away, ya stink."
Raph had been laying in bed for the last several minutes, willing himself to rise and shine or something of the sort. Before he'd fully talked himself into it, Mask had pried his arm up off of the bed and onto her head, panting and wagging her tail happily as she got the petting she'd been after. It was a groggy, half-hearted petting, but good enough for now.
To show her appreciation, she nosed and snuffled at Raph a bit more, causing him to turn her direction. "Awright girl, awright," Raph grumbled. "I'm up." He inhaled deeply, stretching and yawning awake before pulling a face and glancing down at the dog. "Ugh. Ya really do stink," he complained, fanning the air in front of his snout. "Ain't just yer breath either. Ya really need a bath!"
"Jeez, give me a break. Just got up," Mike
The Plight Of Piston---Part 9The Plight Of Piston---Part 9 by Coloran
When the sun rose early the next morning Piston was relieved. He had been limping around the Cradle all night, running into things in the dark and not knowing which way to turn. Though he was still as confused and as lost as ever, he felt comfort in the warming light rays.
Growing weary, Piston decided it was best to sit down for a bit and rest. Now in the daylight he could spot danger easily, and hopefully avoid it better. So the battered dog spotted a parked car, and gently maneuvered himself under it, trying to not scrap his already tore up body even more.
But as the dog wiggled his way under the warm car something didn't feel right. The hair stood up on the back of his neck, he sensed danger. Just as he was about to peer out from underneath the car, the door opened and a man stepped out.
The sound of his steps was much too familiar for Piston. He became frozen with fear as he kept listening. The man walked up to front door of the closest house and violently pounded on it.
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