[shrimpdog]

Kalons-- a species with soft manes and even softer hearts.

Monitored in forests across the globe for years, these animals
have recently been declared naturally tame as well as sapient.
Scientists are asking the general population to consider adopting
Kalons for further study in their capabilities of intelligence.

Their shining tails are used for identification and showing off,
which is helpful when spotting another Kalon from afar. This
association with other Kalons is why they are head-over-heels

for any shiny or colorful item that they come across!

Edits-
standard shine edit
common hair edit
common custom tail
common scelra color
uncommon shorter fur
uncommon custom pupil
uncommon custom ears

I have a love hate relationship with this design

To win this kalon write a little snipet using the prompt "what are you doing in my swamp?" It can be their swamp or someone else's swamp

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Username:
Name:
Gender:
What are you doing in my swamp?: [500 word limit]
two optional extras, can be a piece of art or 300 words each

End date: November 10th

[heir]

is this,, s hrek

[shrimpdog]

is this,, s hrek

blame the kalon skype chat

[Mima]

Username: Izurude
Name:
Gender:
What are you doing in my swamp?: [500 word limit]
two optional extras, can be a piece of art or 300 words each

thank you. thank you for making a shrek-based prompt for the swamp kalon. i have no words for how much gratitude i would like to express

[qhosti]

Username: spookyy
Name: bob sea man
Gender: otherkin
What are you doing in my swamp?:
I was only 9 years old I loved shrek so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
I pray to shrek every night before bed thanking him for the life I've been given.
Shrek is love I say, Shrek is life. I got up and went outside. I was walking through
a forest. On the way there I saw a wild keemstar fighting a leaf. Out of fear, I ran
away. I didn't want to get involved with this drama. I saw many interesting creatures,
such as fouseytube, justin bieber and even a very rare GradeAunderA. I took many photos
of each. I saw a small cabin with a light on, and it was at that moment I realised it was night
time, and I had no where to stay. I went inside and saw them. Shrek. Just standing there. He
looked me right in the eye and said WHAT ARE YE DAEIN IN MAH SWAMP
two optional extras, can be a piece of art or 300 words each

[angelshy]

friendly bump ! c:

[sicknasty]

i'm crying this is better than the guy fieri kal

username:
.box
name:
perdita (lost)
gender:
female
prompt:
(feat takk's elijah)

Perdita had never been more scared in her entire short life. As unseen creatures creaked and croaked and cried out in the misty undergrowth, her trembling paws dug frantically into the soft, marshy peat. Her search proved fruitless, and her worried muttering rose to a wail as she sank down in desperation. "Where is it? Where's my neckla-"
She was cut off as something leapt from the shadow of the trees, knocking her off balance - a thing shaped like a kalon but long-tailed and long-toothed and oh-so-terribly thin. Instinctively recoiling in surprise and fear, Perdita only managed to run a few paces before slipping from the solid path into the unstable swamp, and felt the ground sink beneath her. Speechless with terror, the last thing she saw before slipping underwater completely was the beast lunging forwards to grab her by the scruff.
-
"What are you doing in my swamp?"
The slight, green-furred kalon looked up at the figure towering above it. "T-that's a good question," she stuttered, whiskers twitching in fear. "I was just... looking for something..."
"There's nothing here," the creature growled. "Nothing you'd want."
It observed the soaking wet kalon critically, and gave a thoughtful sniff. "Fell in, did you?"
"Y-yes," admitted Perdita, not meeting her interrogator's eye. "I slipped." She waited, shivering, for the swamp's... owner? inhabitant? to say more, but when no answer came, she looked cautiously up, only to watch as the shadowy kalon disappeared behind a tree, moving at an incredible pace considering the uneven terrain.
"This way!" a voice called, and she quickly set off, trying not to lose her guide in the murky depths of the trees.
-
Though the journey back couldn't have taken more than forty minutes, it seemed like hours - her paws squelching on the damp ground, her only guide the occasional green-blue flash of the other kalon's shine in the dim light. Though she was desperate - to go back and find her necklace, to question the creature she was following - her fear and exhaustion kept her silent, until finally the two broke through the edge of the swamp and out into the quiet grey light of dusk.
"Can you find your way home from here?", the stranger asked, startling her out of her reverie.
"Y-yes," she stuttered. "But... my necklace..."
Without a word, the other kalon turned and stalked into the forest. For a moment, Perdita froze, before breaking into a froghtened shout. "Please! Come back! I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she pleaded, voice dying down to a whine as she realised the other kalon - her saviour - was not coming back.
She paused, heart fluttering, on the border of the swamp. Dare she enter, and look for the guide she had misjudged, and her precious necklace? Or would she just go home, tired and damp and alone? Well, when you put it that way, there was no choice. The swamp didn't look that bad from the outside, anyway. Steeling herself, Perdita took a deep breath, and stepped into the unknown.

personality:
poor little perdy would not say boo to a goose. timid, jumpy and generally awkward, she can be reduced to a trembling wreck by a sudden, reasonably-loud noise. however, perdita can become very defensive - and even agitated - on the subject of just one thing: her beloved pendant. this unimpressive-looking trinket is her most precious possession, but even she can't remember how or when it came into her life.
art:

[joybare]

art for the winner

[SmileChild]

Mark X,D

[catra]

mark