CONTESTkay so im holding a contestMore Like This
whats it about ? :::::: you have to draw an animal out of my gallery but cant be from the following folders : ''for other''
or ''closed adops''
anything elce you can .
when your done link back to this journal so i can see it OR send me a link through a note .
!do NOT draw anything from '' for others''
''closed adops '' if you do it will not get counted .
you can only enter 2 times
there will be 2 winners and if i find there are more people who enter there will be 4 .
CONTEST ENDS JULY 15 , SORRY FOR SUCH A SHORT TIME .
1st place >> 10 points a free fan art and a watch . and a lama and a head shot
2nd place>>> 5 points a lama badge and a fan art and a watch and a head shot
3rd place >>>> 3 points a lama badge and a watch
4th place >>>> a watch and a lama badge .
HAVE FUN AND FEEL FREE TO ADD TO THE PRIZES IF YU WANT TO !!
oh and plz let me know if u are going to enter the contest ! thanks
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Shane rose from the deer scrape he was examining and followed Joshua's gaze. "Nah. Bigfootses are just animals."
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"Tomorrow, I think."
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Shane nodded. This was his first time seeing a shifted werewolf, and even from a distance he was impressed by its imposing height. Part of him cringed at the thought of it getting the buck they were tracking first, but another part wished he could witness such a feat.
A glance upward revealed pinks and purples overtaking the orange of early sunset. He turned his thoughts away from th
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