~Goennec~ Round: Closed

[Lirrie]

XD Crap more competition. XD Just kidding. XD

[Tammanae]

I just realized... green and blue are hoarding most of the attention aren't they? X3 The rest of the competition seems to be very evenly spread out. =3

I noticed that too :3 I thought the competition for Red would be more fierce xD

Same here. Although it is fierce enough as is... I would rather say more numerous. XD

The black one I also thought would be getting more attention. I was also mistaken. O.o

[Dia.]

The horse ones have been adopted already, sorry! You just missed them.

Kam hasn't had time to edit the first post is all. These are the ones that are up for adoption this week.

fudge biscuits (and some four letter words)... just my luck. no wonder i was totally lost....

[Pure09]

Goennec Pen #: ??

Name: Sable Fey

How would you use him/her:
I would join the RP,
Place Sable in my character thread and signature,
And draw or write about her when I have time.

Define your Goennec:
Gender: Female
Nickname: Dusky
Age: 10 Moons
Likes: Music, friends, sleeping, strawberries, apples
Dislikes: Bears, guns, mountain lions, squirrels, prickly bushes
Personality: Dreamy, Quiet, Protective, Kind, Open-Minded

Work . In . Progress

[Kit-Kat]

Goennec Pen #:
Name: Shakoya
How would you use him/her: story dur XD and maybe I'll join the rp sight without anyone knowing ._.
Define your Goennec:


Born in October on a full moon his clan counted this as an omen but the decided to keep him in the herd seeing he was the only born from the mother. Shakoya he was so loveingly named and the herd soon forgot about the so called "omen" that would come with his birth.

Few months later he was old enough to eat both meat and grass and leave the den even though he was still small he was a frisky kit that could never stay still. Hes a twitcher his mother and others said as the laughed when he fell on his rump after chaseing his tail.

We"AWWll what they didnt know but the elders where right about horrific trouble coming but not from him it had nothing to do with him actually. This horrific night Shakoya screamed watching as is family his herd get torn infront of him in plain signt. Him being so young he doesnt know what was going on nore did he know about the rules of survival "Fight to live, flee to breath; or be eatin by others to help them live"

Shakoya closed his eyes and layed limp hoping he would just wake up and it be another deam with that he passed out and it went quiet.

Half Full Chapter 2 Scarlet River

Milo sighed and looked at fae who was in the lead and gared at the two-some on her head.
"Do you even know where we are going we have been walking for miles on end, I bet you dont know were we are going."

Flicking his ears Tybalt stood up poofing out his chest while Teko keepts looking around.
"Of course Do the amazing T&T Team never ever gets lost isnt that right Teko"
Tybalt nudged Teko with his elbow trying to get him to agree.

"Oh .. oh yeah of course we do we always do never wrong!"
After that he went back to looking around.


Fae turned to Milo and rolled her eyes then looked up at them on the tip of her head with a little nod. Milo got what she was saying and snorted trying hard not to laugh.

"Hey guys my rides over i can go look around" she turned to Milo with a hopefull looke on her face.
"Oh heack no"
.....

Stupid varments he though in his head as he grumbled he normaly wasnt in this kind of mood. He then sighed and looked up at Fae who was fluttering around above the canopy.

"Do you see anything up there at all?"
"Yeah there is a fork in the path"
"Anything ealse?"
"No"

Teko jumped and grabbed milo bu the horn hoisting himself up.
" I know I know we go left! "

Milo rolled his eyes over to his horn where Teho perched with his wings.
"Are you sure."
"N...Yes yes indeed we have been here before right Tybalt!"
"Yes we have I know where we are but how about we forget about the fork in the road and go around all the way!"

Fae landed on the ground and trotted over to Milo and there newly found friends.
"Why whats wrong with the fork in the road wont it be wuicker?"
"Yes but the Cyberons! Oh them mean big kittes thease arn kitties you want to mess with!"

Tybalt jumped onto Milos nose and pointed two fingers down his nose making out fangs.

"They would eat you without a thought and no forgiveness they are huge and i herd they love eating goennecs!"

Milo shook his body compleatly getting them off his body then snorted as the climed up onto Fae.
"Why sould we waist time and go around when we can get to the valley quicker of we go to where you pointed out we can handle it cant we ."

Fae nodded in agreement "I dont think we need to worrie the quicker the better."

Milo trotted off and lead the way fae followed as the so called T&T team hid inher main.
....


The scient of freash blood filled the air and he herd a dripping sound Milo quickened his pace wondering what the sound and smell was comeing from. He stepped out into a clearing after telling Fae to hide in the bushes he stopped in his tracks feeling a bit of wetness under his hooves knowing it hasnt rained he looked down. Milos face went pail then he looked around his eyes adgusted to the strange darkness of the surounding and his maw dropped.

Fae steeped out and screamed at the sight and burried her face into Milos neck.
"Wh..What how what happened to them!"
"I...I dont know but maybe there..." he studdered then continued "Maybe there is still someone alive lets go.."

Teko whispered out to them.
"I told you , We told you cybersons "

Fae ignored them and started to step over the gore and bodys ooking helplisly for anything living. Her lip quivered having a hard time looking at the bodies seeing she never at meat herself she couldent stand seeing dead.

Milos maw curled from the burning scient from the scarlet river that allmost seemed to keep flowing from there producers. He stoped hearing a small quiet wail and suffle comeing from a fallen tree thats been hallowed out. He steped closer then hollered her Fae.

"Come here Fae! I found someone!"

Fae ran over and poked her head into the log then shook her head hard fighting her erdge to just fall over in her sorrow . Reaching back in and dragging out by the scruff was a small baby goennec.

Milo looked stunned at Fae whos markings and wings normaly glowed a bright sunny yellow was now a cold blue and dull with no sight of a glow. He then looked down at the kit whos fur was slightly covered in blood he sighed knwoing the poor thing was probably now scared for life.
"Fae lets go there is no point in looking for anymore lets get him out of here.."

He stopped hearing a twig snap then pushed Fae behind him and lowered his head scarpping his hoof on the damp ground.

Out of the shadows a dark grey and scar covered cyberon walked out licking his stained maw his keen amber eyes seemed to boar into them. He let out a snarl and paced up close to the male goennec and his seeming to be mate. He cackled with an old worn yet powerfull raspy voice then talked to them in a stone cold manor.

"Ah as I can tell you saw my handy work" He dipped his paw into the lyquid next to him and licked it slowly from his splayed claws and smiled "Painting the world scarlet what ...what a lively color wouldent you say yet it isnt looking the best untill its moveing."

He then put his paw down and turned to look at them again.
"My what a small herd ... be glad im done with the night and well there is no point in waisting my time with the likes of you who probably wont even put up with a big strugle. There is a few things I will let you go by thought. You as of now are in my territory the strongest and largest clan of the cyberons if I was you I would forget about making a home here and move on. As you see we dont welcome guests much but we do when they ate in my gullet"

He laughed and continued to introduce himself to them seeming more ammused with there expreastions.
"My name is Zuse remember that and dont forget it we may meet again one day."

He smiled and turned all of the sudden undreds of glowing eyes come from the bushed and follow the old cyberon him seeming the largest.


Milo turned to Fae who was shaking in fear still holding the kit in her maw him seeming lifeless but is probably to shocked to move.
"Lets head out and get him out of here.."

Fae looked down with one eye at the small shaking creature in her maw her eyes softened and she felt something changing in her. She looked up and nodded to milo and slowly walked to his side softly nudging him with her head and started to walk as fast as she could away from the mess.

Milo looked back once more and fallowed Fae compleatly ignoreing the two passed out in his main. He glared ahead and keept moving a steady pace.
....

Soon they where in a clearing where a small meadow was Milo looked over at Fae then ploped down in the said with a huff. He layed his head on his hooves and looked up tiredly having walked all night hes legs strained along with strained muscals.

Fae curled up in the shade slowly licking the kit that she carried in her maw cleaning him with her soft tongue. The small puff ball squrmed as he was cleaned then let out a sueal and wobbled away to roll in the dirt. He seemed to have gotten over his ordeal and looks fine.

"Well now your going to have to take another bath."
"No! no bath"
He galloped away from Fae giggling his tail was raised in the air showing off.

Fae giggled and slowly trotted after him. She lightly bent down and grabbed him by the tail and pulled him back.

"Hehe got you"

"Awww no fair!" he pouted as once again he was given a bath.

Milo smiled and chuckled lightly his feelings that he held grew stronger as he staired at Fae. He then started to blush still staring at her in a trance.

Right then he was busted as Fae looked over at him.
"What are you looking at"
"Er....er... um" cough " Ummm well"
He fondled with his words then gave up and ducked his head so she was not able for to see his face.

Fae smiled and then looked back at the kit as ihs belly growled. Like a few mamals after there is a baby around and if they are willing to they would form milk for the young. She smiled knwing the slight change in her body and slightly nudged him close pulling her tail over him keeping him warm as he suckled.

She then turned her head back over to Milo and said something.
"Shakoya"
"What?"
"We shall call him Shakoya"

Milo lifted his head and looked into her face making gosh darn sure he didnt look for the kit.
"So I guess we are keeping it?"
"Yes we are and he will be mine!"
"ok ok calm down well Shakoya it is."

Fae smiled then curled up around Shakoya and feel asleep. Milo nudged slowly over then looked around took in a deep breath then summoned up the curage to curl around Fae.

Fae opened one eye and smiled then closed her eye again.

Teko and Tybalt was far up in atree allready asleep not even noticeing the signt of the three goennec's curled up for the night.

If Fae was awake she would have noticed the shooting star that went across the sky then when scilent. That night not even a cricken churped to desterb them of there slumber.


Done o.o

[Desmond]

Now there's the love I expected for Little Monochrome, there. <3

[Pandora Gaskarth]

Goennec Pen #:

Pen 7

Name:

Svartur- meaning black in Icelandic

How would you use him/her:

In the Rp when i join, definitely in my character thread. I will extend his story and most likely post that on the character thread too. i will get art of him and Garnet, my other Goennec.

Define your Goennec:

His Story
(History)

The wind howled through the valley. The sacred boulder at the top of the valley threatened those in the valley as it rocked to and fro dangerously. Svartur looked up at it and the sapphire blue sky that shone behind it. The bright sun beamed down into his eyes and he looked away. He looked back towards his mother, who was staring at him encouragingly, gesturing for him to begin. He felt a small amount of rage, wondering which genius had made the ritual of climbing the mountain to become a full member of the herd. The rest of the herd began gathering around the bottom of the mountain and Svartur looked forwards, clenching his teeth together. He remembered the argument he had had with his mother earlier that day…

“But mother, what is the point of risking my life for honour? Why cant I just become an adult of the herd without climbing to the top?”
“Because, our family is in shame. Climbing the mountain will bring us pride and honour. Risking your life will make your life so much better. Everyone will want to talk to you. Without climbing and making the journey so many have made, you cannot be an adult”
“It’s ridiculous though! I don’t want to!”
“Fine then! Be like your father! Run away! Leave your family like the monster your father was! It runs in your blood, of course…”

Svartur shook himself and shuddered, before leaping down from the rock he stood on. The Goennecs gasped and stepped away from him as the head Goennec, Cuchillian, stepped forwards. “Why do you step back?” He asked. Svartur
shivered. “I do not wish to climb the mountain,” He said. Cuchillain puffed up. "You do not wish to climb? Then you are not welcome here," he said harshly. He kicked Svartur and winded him. He keeled over in shock and pain, and Cuchillain stood over the young Goenec, bearing down on him and looking very aggressive. Svartur stood up and tears streaked down his face. His mother would not look at him, nor would his friends. Cuchillain looked at the herd. “This Goennec has shunned our ways, and as such, we will shun him. No-one in this herd is to look at him, talk to him, or help him during his life. From today onwards, Svartur ‘Slew’ will never be involved with any member of this herd, not even family. We will give you one hour to run from our sights, and if you are not gone, we will make sure you are gone forever; dead,” He said, speaking to the whole herd. Svartur felt shame rising up inside him and more tears fell. He looked down, and suddenly shot off through the trees, branches whipping against his face as he ran. He felt drops of blood falling down his brow but he tried to ignore it. The sky grew darker by the moment and soon, large, thick thunder clouds covered the sky. Thunder boomed and echoed throughout the valley, and forks of lightning struck the ground and the trees. One stray fork hit the pine infront of Svartur, and soon, the flaming tree tipped, falling onto the young goennec.

Svartur's eyes flickered open and his gaze met with a young female goennec. She was coloured a rusty red, and her eyes shone brightly with energy. "Are you okay?" she asked worriedly, prodding him with a paw. Svartur groaned and winced at the pain of even breathing. He felt like he was on fire, probably because he had been, of course. He almost laughed at the irony, but stopped himself. "ughhhh" he moaned, his throat gurgling. Blood seeped out of his brow, and whimpered. "You know, you really are a big baby," The female giggled. Svartur managed to shoot a glance at her and yelped in pain. He rolled onto his stomach and placed his paws infront of him, shakily getting to his feet. He immediately fell over again, but tried once more and got up. "So, are you okay?" The female asked again. Svartur nodded. The female grinned and nosed him to his feet, before leading him to her shelter. Rain began falling over the land, much like the previous night. Svartur felt a sudden pain, remembering his herd, and how only days ago he had been running with his heard. A small tear fell from his orbs, falling to the ground like the rain around him.

Svartur sat down in the shelter and watched as the female skittered around the shelter, grabbing and pawing through leaves and herbs. “What are you doing? And what is your name? I didn’t catch it,” He asked, feeling his strength returning to him. The female looked at Svartur and managed a smile, though she looked utterly stressed. “Im finding something to ease your pain. I’m Garnet. What is your name?” Garnet replied. “I am Svartur,” He replied, still watching her as she raced around the shelter again. She padded towards him, placing a bunch of small, black blobs at his paws. “Eat the poppy seeds, they will make you feel better,” She instructed him as she patted something onto his now freely bleeding wound. “I’m just putting something on your wounds to stop the bleeding,” Garnet murmured to him. As dawn neared, the two Goennecs lay beside each other, in an almost instinctive, silent movement, so as to stay warm as they slept. Neither Goennec had slept in many hours, though it felt like moons, and so as they closed their eyes, the world immediately shut out to them, and soon they were deeply asleep.

Garnet opened her eyes and prodded Svartur. He stood up and yawned, watching her as she began walking outside. She turned to look at him and smiled. “Come on, sleepy head. If you are as hungry as I am, you are gonna need the best food there is,” She said, before breaking into a run. Her speed was like that of a fox, and Svartur found himself meekly following after her, unable to run at her speed. When she halted, he let out a long, relieved sigh and collapsed onto the grass, laying on his back. The afternoon sun shone onto him and Garnet, her rusty red fur looking almost orange as she bent to take a mouthful of dandelions. She swallowed the flowers and smiled. Svartur rolled over and stood up, nibbling at the grass. It tasted so very good; crisp, juicy and sweet, unlike anything he had ever eaten before. He smiled and uttered one word; “Yum….” Garnet giggled. “Its good, I know, right? Its really weird how good it is. I don’t know why it’s good. I suppose there is a good reason, just not a known one,” She rambled, her voice filled with pride, as if she owned the field. Svartur smirked. Suddenly, a rumble from afar echoed through the land. Svartur’s head immediately snapped up and looked in the direction of his old herd and his heart suddenly sank with fear. The giant and ‘sacred’ rock that was placed on the top of the hill in the valley that he used to live in was rolling down the hill, into the valley. Svartur suddenly heard a scream- his mother’s scream- and fainted.

Svartur opened his eyes, and light flooded into them immediately. He made a small yelping noise and snapped his eyes shut again. Slowly, he reopened his eyes and looked at Garnet, who stood over him worriedly. "Why'd you faint?" She asked, prodding his sides, "Did the grass make you dizzy?" He shook his head and got up, looking forlorn and very broken. "My whole herd, my whole family were in that valley. Now...they are gone," He whispered. Garnet's eyes were filled with sympathy, and a flicker of hope. "You do know that you were out for barely two minutes, right? the rock only just started rolling. We still have time," She told him. Svartur's eyes lit up, and without a word he began racing towards the valley.

Friends/Family:

Mother: Asha
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Mariah, Zorion, Tiah
Friends: Garnet, Sasha, Hannah, Zac, Inamak
Crush: Garnet
Mate: N/A
Offspring: N/A
Acquaintances: None
Enemies: Asha, Cuchillain

Legend- Strike = Deceased/Missing/ Unknown

[Benedict]

Now there's the love I expected for Little Monochrome, there. <3

hah xD it came right on que X3

[Lirrie]

Thats awsome guys, I am failing maybe i should just drop just for now but im going to keep trying.

[Desmond]

Pandora: Which one is your form for?

Bongo: Yes it did. :3

Everyone: I'm a terrible, terrible blonde. -.-" I got this ages ago (Alright, it's just been a couple of weeks, shoosh):



All together now.... Awwwwwwwww.