[corviidae]

Edits;;
- Primal Gene
- Novice Jewel [Limited Common]
- Sclera color [c]

Notes;;
- This Primal has the potential to wield the element of light

For this contest, I want to know how they feel about their modern cousins, Simas!
Feel free to add up to 2 extras. One piece of art = 1 extra.

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[b]primal's name;[/b]
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[b]how do they feel about Simas?;[/b]

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ends Sunday the 26th 11:59pm PST

[Ember the Wolf]

username; King Corazon

primal's name; Mystic

gender; Female

how do they feel about Simas?;
She's pretty indifferent to them. She won't actively seek them out, nor actively engage if she comes across one, but if they approached her she would be kind and polite if not somewhat off handish towards them, Their only Dwarfs after all.

[ArizonaT3a]

username;
Kage the shadow
primal's name;
Enigma
gender;
Male
how do they feel about Simas?;
WIP

[angeltears.]

mark

[j1ngl3t0wn]

username; supernatural freak
primal's name; Kim
gender; female
how do they feel about Simas?;
Protective. Every since her son died she has felt that was about simas

[Cherryfreeze]

username; Cherryfreeze
primal's name; WhipperWillow
gender; female
how do they feel about Simas?; WhipperWillow finds simas rather... small. How are they meant to defend themselves when they have little to no muscle mass, or such small teeth? even their claws and jewels are less! Whipper finds them soft and something to protect "if something bigger comes along, who else will keep them safe?!" is her go to response when questioned by a fellow tribe-mate. She is also curious about what simas do have, Magic. Its such a unique thing that she cant find within the tribes very often, and the idea of that kind of power intrigues her to the point of even asking about powers from any small soft magic wielding sima who isn't immediately spooked or aggravated by her, rather intimidating, presence.

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[PuddlebyOnTheMarsh]

username; PuddlebyOnTheMarsh
primal's name; Tanzanite (nickname Taz)
gender; Female
how do they feel about Simas?; She thinks they are . . .quaint. Always so wrapped up with "multitasking". Rarely focusing on one thing long enough to truly appreciate a sunset or field of wildflowers. And the way they assign status? That utterly baffles her. As best as she can tell, Simas that are considered more attractive to behold and able to be entertaining to large numbers of the community hold power. Often they are significantly smaller and weaker than their followers! Not a scar to be seen. There is a minor group that make a bit more sense to Taz and those are athletes. At least size, strength and speed are respected, to a degree. However, the "combat" is very structured and only for entertainment. They even wear all kinds of protective gear and the goal is rarely anything more than material rewards. And gods forbid anyone actually become injured, like as not, they are quickly swaddled and packed off the field to be cooed over, any scars carefully obliterated as nearly as possible.

Still, as puzzling as she finds modern Simas, there are some good folk. She suspects more than just a few, they just seem to be living at such a fast pace it's hard to figure them out.

[Chamrosh]

Username; Chamrosh
Primal's name; Khadne
Gender; Female
How do they feel about Simas?; Khadne thinks they're adorable. They're tiny, and they're so defenceless-looking, with their total lack of teeth. And their faces look so round in comparison!
But mostly it's how tiny they are! You can snuggle all around them (and they need the snuggling to be properly safe, obviously) in one try with just you alone.
And it's adorable that they think they look like adults, too.
Khadne's observed simas frequently enough to know that they have jewel powers fully and rely on them, and she thinks that's adorable too, especially depending on particular powers. For instance, nature simas who can manipulate flowers are inherently adorable, as are simas who can manipulate colours. It's cute that they have to rely on them because they're too small not too.
And look at their faces! Their faces have such big eyes and big noses and small mouths and they all look like big cubs.
They're so small and tiny and fluff-less that they can't even cope with the winter properly. That's just the perfect proof that they're all tiny and defenceless and need protecting!


Might add extras, we shall see

[koegami]

dropping out ~ dont have time

[hazilnut]

username; hazilnut
primal's name; Cladonia "Donna"
gender; female
how do they feel about Simas?;

Donna likes simas well enough, if she didn't she certainly wouldn't have left her tribe to settle permanently in a primarily-sima town. Running the migratory resource center means that Donna engages with her culture on a regular basis, but since the primal tribes only show up for a few weeks each year, not counting the few scattered primals Donna sometimes helps find jobs or visit friends in the off season, she only really regularly interacts with simas. There are times living among simas leaves Donna feeling desperately out of place. Simas are so small, practically cub sized, and their buildings are not built with a primal's size in mind. Donna can only walk comfortably around her own center and the town hall, and only because both were built to impress with their vaulted ceilings and wide entrances. There's also the matter of sima jewel magic, which thankfully isn't an everyday necessity in the way small bone structure seems to be, though Donna does find herself mildly jealous of those who don't need to carry a flashlight every time they have to go fix a busted fuse box. Greater than her feelings of discomfort, though, is Donna's curiosity. It's why she decided to leave the migratory life and work in interspecies relations instead. The ways that sima culture has integrated magic and technology to create better standards of living entranced her and each day spent learning about her little cousins continues to justify her decision to live among them.

Favorite food (extra);

Donna's favorite types of food to make and eat are soups and stews. As a primal, Donna's body requires a much higher calorie count than most simas and it can be hard to prepare large enough portions without spending her whole day cooking. There is a reason why many primals still spend most of their time catching, gathering, and preparing food. Soups, on the other hand, are extremely easy. Get a big enough pot and keep it on a constantly-simmering fire and you can just eat when you wish and stock more ingredients as need be. Donna usually uses caribou as the base protein, its the easiest to get and reminds her of home, and adds seasonal vegetables and wild greens. Though they don't grow well in the permafrost, Donna keeps a stock of imported potatoes in the cellar as an easy high-calorie soup addition. Another staple for her soups is reindeer moss, which, despite the name, is actually a lichen native to the arctic tundra. Because reindeer moss is a certain percentage acid, Donna makes sure to steam it with baking soda overnight to avoid an potential stomach troubles. With the constant boiling and steaming, Donna's indoor-outdoor kitchen always smells of delicious goodies.

Job responsibilities (extra);

As event-coordinator, visitor information specialist, head of sima resources, and director of city council relations, Donna does practically everything in the migratory resource center. She did establish it after all, so while she has a small number of assistants both hired by her full-time and loaned part-time from the city council when preparations for the migration festival are being made, Donna is responsible for everything from leading field trips to organizing the migration festival. The migration festival is her favorite event to coordinate, and largely the reason for the migratory resource center's existence. The town Donna lives in is one of the few sima settlements that intersects the migration paths of the local primal tribes. For decades the tribes and town had been setting aside a few weeks every year to celebrate their friendship and trade goods and knowledge, but when Donna was an adolescent the tradition had lost its spirit and instead become a time when the town begrudged their outside visitors and the tribes groused about limited hunting and grazing land. Donna's choice to set up the migratory resource center and revitalize the festival was met with resistance at first, but gradually she paved the way to a smoother and once again enjoyable celebration that all parties looked forwards to rather than dreaded.