#open race

[obsidianxblackxbird]

Elf Cats

[ base credit to The-Royal-Ink on DeviantART ]

I figured since I got Casey and made another elf cat named Lori I would turn it into an open race?? Idk I’ve only really done this once before back on DeviantART but its been awhile so yeah.

Anyways Im gonna put the info under a read more since it might get lengthy!

If you make one please credit and tag me! I’d love to see your Elf Cat! Also feel free to reblog this to spread the race around! If you have any questions feel free to send an ask my way, I’d be more than happy to answer any questions y’all got!

Elf Cats are a race of humanoids who have varying length tails and elf-like ears however there is a noticeable difference between a male and female Elf Cat. The males have more of a long pointy elf ears while the females have more of a goblin-like elf ears and tend to be shorter than males but that doesn't mean they’re weaker than their male counterparts.

Their eyeballs are just a lighter shade of their eye color, mimicking a cat's eye in a way. They have night vision which comes useful for those who take up a career as a Mercenary or other job that deals with being stealthy.

Both male and female have feline teeth and are Omnivores...Unlike cats, Elf cats can handle milk like an average human.

hair colors can range from natural colors to more unnatural colors ( purples, pinks and blues ), though some Elf Cats would dye their hair either or should they want to.

Usually social creatures, Elf Cats can live in large communities either of their own race or among other races. However they still are living creatures with their own emotions so despite being social they’re not always friendly. There are exceptions to not so social Elf Cats, being introverted these Elf Cats most likely would live on their own or with one or two others either of their own race or other races.

The average male Elf Cat height is around 5′10″ to 6′1″ while the females average at 5′2″ to 5′5″ though there are some that can be around the male’s height due to genetics but it’s not as common.

Elf Cats are able to purr, hiss and growl like cats, more often than not these are social traits they use in interaction just like cats. They do have their own language which would be the equivalent of Scottish mixed with Irish, having kind of a mix of accents between the two.

Claws are the Elf Cat’s greatest weapon, while some of the city slickers would file their claws down there are many that keep them long and use them as weapons or even use them for their jobs be it crafting and what not! They’re also skilled with bladed weapons, a coming of age Elf Cat would receive their first dagger from their father no matter their gender, the dagger would be hand made by their father and sharpened before given to their offspring. In cases of same sex couples its up to one of the parents to give the coming of age dagger to their child.

The average lifespan for an Elf Cat is at most 60-70 years old, some may grow older but it's more common around 60-70 years.

There is no base religion for the Elf Cats, they can believe in anything they wish so have fun! Just keep in mind not to use it to harm anyone!! We’re here to have a good time with this race.

They are biologically compatible to have children with other races, so for example an orc and an elf cat had a child together it would be a half orc with a cat tail and long pointy ears with the orc skin tone basically. Body type can be one or the other but could also be a happy medium between the two as well. Since they can have children with other races the children’s accents can vary depending on their non Elf Cat parent’s accent! So an Elf Cat / other race could have an American Accent if their non Elf Cat parent has one or a mix of both accents.

Elf Cats are natural agile and flexible creatures, they can and will land on all fours if they have to break their fall, tucking and rolling is also a first go-to if they feel like they won't make the all fours.

Newborn Elf Cats are born with limited eyesight and heightened hearing until around 8 months old when their vision becomes that of a normal human infant and their hearing would adjust to a more evened out normal hearing and not heightened as it used to be.

Their alignments are more commonly True Neutral or Chaotic Good but they can also be Chaotic Neutral or Chaotic Evil, never True Evil or True Good.

Besides their own language, Elf Cats can understand and speak Common, Orc and Draconic!

[thesociiety]

OPEN TO: FEMALES PLOT: UNPLANNED PREGNANCY (could be one-time-stand, fwb, forgidden, exes, etc)

     When the female called him to meet he definitely didn’t expect to heat such a news. He was sitting in disbelief, his brows frowned, eyes glued to her face trying to figure out if she was joking. It definitely wasn’t something to joke about but part of him hoped she will finally laugh and say gotcha. Nothing like that happened, she kept being completely silent and he was getting more and more worried that she isn’t joking. “Are you... sure?” Was it confirmed, was it his? He was allowed to ask these questions, right? Cameron sighed and shook his head trying to keep himself together and not sound like an asshole.

[mariacc-niwari]

1.It is an open breed so you will not be asked to buy it or belong to a certain group. And for that reason you are completely forbidden to make payment adopts with it, you can make commissions if you like but no paid adopts.

2. Please give credits to the original designer.

3.Breeds can be customized. That is, you can even add mixtures of other breeds or make a base from a character that you like a lot.

5. They always shine.

The requests are open in case you want a breed. However, I have two things to ask for.

You must follow me and post. So I keep an eye on you.

Request available in Spanish and English.

[30s2go]

Tour of the Battenkill 2014 - Open Race

"Riders, 30 seconds until your start." is what teammate Patrick Zelazek and I heard over the P.A. as we rolled into staging. Talk about cutting it close! Lined up 184th & 185th, we swiftly found our way toward the front of the race where all the action would be; apologizing to the gran fondo riders as we nearly squeezed by, using the excuse that we were looking for a "friend" of whose name Pat would call out, "The Front!". By the infamous red-covered bridge, we had found our friend, "The Front", and were sitting comfortably within the lead group ascending Perry Hill Rd.

[Photo by: John Bulmer Photography]

Juniper Swamp Rd. - the first of many punchy dirt climbs - was an absolute mess. The only rideable lines were two parallel tracks of compacted dirt formed by vehicles and previous riders; if you weren't in either track, you found yourself in power-zapping mud that quickly brought many riders to a halt and forced them off their bikes to run to the summit. Hitting the base of Juniper Swamp first was a group of 6 to include former BMC professional Scott Nydam and myself. Scott pulled 3 riders to the top and left the rest of us to contend with caught riders from a previous start-group slogging their way up the [at times] 13.8% grade. I suspect this is where I lost my teammate, Pat. After reaching the top behind the lead group with 2 other riders, we agreed to work together to reel in the leaders. After 5 or so miles of rolling terrain and a section of dirt road, we had the front of the race in sight and made the final push to latch on... and then there were 7.

With nobody looking to attack, the pace remained steady from here on out to Feed Zone 2, which was around the 42 mile mark. 3 miles later we hit Herrington Hill Rd. and the race was on.

Herrington Hill Rd. was the steepest [sustained] dirt assent of the day. For those that have ridden with me before, it should come as no surprise that I was leading out the group as we started the climb. Remaining out front, I took a look back as I neared the crest of the hill; there was a single rider (from Kelly Benefit Strategies/LSV) on my wheel, with one more rider (from Upper Valley Velo) not too far behind. The other 4 riders, S. Nydam included, were falling back. (I'm sure Scott wasn't pushing the pace, but hey, this is my time to self-aggrandize a bit so I'm going for it!) Taking only the briefest of moments to catch my breath and shake out the legs, now was the time to ramp up the pace to try and make the break stick.

It worked. The 3 of us were able to stay away with the day's longest sections of notable dirt ahead, Becker and Meeting House roads. Becker Rd. had a couple sections of soft dirt that reminded me of pedaling through a sandpit in a Cyclo-cross course. The dirt would rival the depth of my wheel and grab hold of it, steering it in whatever direction it pleased. I was searching for a suitable rut to ride in ("Commit to the rut!" #SVENNESS), but none were to be found. Staying light on the bars and saddle, letting the bike dance beneath me, and putting power down through the pedals was the only way of maintaining momentum. (Thank you CX skills!)

[Photo by: John Bulmer Photography]

Meeting House Rd. was in much better condition - the soil was dry and compact. The soft dirt of Becker Rd. had presented the opportunity to open up a gap on the rider from Upper Valley Velo and with 18 miles to the finish line, it was Jesse Stauffer from Kelly Benefit Strategies/LSV and myself left to battle.

By now fatigue began to set in. My legs have been pushing a 53/39 - 11/25 all day. I haven't eaten enough and my quadriceps were beginning to cramp. Out of the saddle efforts felt like Muhammad Ali was using my legs as punching bags. I didn't show it - my poker face firmly set - but at this point all I could think of were the signs marking the final few hundred meters to go. Thankfully, there was only the final climb of the day left to contend with, Stage Rd., until the flat finish.

Reaching Stage Rd. was a challenge in itself. With my head down, trying to cut through the soul-crushing headwind as best I can, I could barely make out the eroded 10K marking spray-painted white on the dirt at the base of Stage Rd. As I looked up, I knew I was in for some pain....

Jesse took the lead as we started the final climb. Fixated on his wheel, I hung on for as long as I could, but eventually the gap between us grew steadily. 5 seconds, 15 seconds, 30 seconds, shit... the Mavic wheel support moto buzzes around me. I've been dropped. There was nothing left in the tank. I stood and stomped on my pedals as hard as I could. I remember thinking if I could just keep him in sight, I might be able to get back on his wheel for a sprint finish - not like I'd have anything left to give at that point anyway - but he was gone. All I could do at that point was give 100% of what I had left and hope it was good enough.

Time trialing to the finish, I pass by the 5K, 3K, 1K and finally 500m to go markers. I round the final corner and see the finishing banner off in the distance. One last glance behind me to see if anyone was there - the road was deserted. I had somehow pulled off a 2nd place finish at my inaugural Tour of the Battenkill. That was hard fun!

Left to right: David Kozikowski - Team Edge | Jesse Stauffer - Kelly Benefit Stratagies/LSV | Alexander Gray - Upper Valley Velo/Drummond Custom Cycles

Complete results at Velocity Results.