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What are Emyriches?

Emyriches are large docile creatures that inhabit the large, mystical island of Emyr. They emerge from their leafy lairs at dusk and are active for most of the night and morning. A colony of Emyriches is a tightly knit community, mostly consisting of a couple families. They are very social but completely silent as they lack mouths. They communicate through the bells on their tails which are also completely silent to the average human ear. The Emyriches pick up these signals through their large rabbit like ears and then respond is necessary. How do they eat? Well, they use the colorful pads on their feet to absorb nutrients from plants. This doesn’t harm the plant.
They are the size of a small horse when full grown. Females are slightly taller than males and are usually the ones that lead the colonies. Males mark territories and guard if they have to. Their only means of self defense are their size and small claws on their hind feet.
Cubs are born without a bell, causing them to be mute for the first few months. At two years old, a cub will receive a wrap. This wrap will be their first and probably last. The parent either makes it or hires someone to. This band displays the cubs personality and where they stand in the colony. Females wear them on one of their front legs and males on one of the back. The wraps can be vibrantly colored and intricate but usually match the eyes and paw pads of the cub. They stand out from the naturally colored coat of the Emyrich.

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HannahBug
~.:Name:.~
Platinum
"„Platinum is the rarest of all the precious metals. When it is scratched, unlike others, no material is lost, rather, it remains hard and strong,,"
~.:How he become blind:.~
"„It was a quiet night, besides the crickes, that is. A white creature slid among the tall oak trees, listening to the gentle swish of the crisp atumn leaves. He sent a light flick through his tail, causing the copper bell tied at the end to ring out a small happy note. He was alone.

He'd never had a colony to protect him. He had lived by himself for his whole life with not even the slightes memory of parents, a home, friends, nothing. In fact he couldn't remeber growing up, either. He'd always just, sort of, been here at this second and never anymore.

The animal shook his head vigorusly. The thoughts of his past and relations always made his head hurt so he simply didn't think about them anymore. He made a strange little dribbling sound come from the bell as he tripped over a root. His eyes widened as he saw a steep hill appear in front of his falling body and felt fear flash through his mind and then he was falling. No more time to think.

The large animal thudded limply, having fallen on his chest on a small, steep ledge. He tried to grab the earth with his small claws, but they caught the leaf litter instead. He felt his body sliding as he struggled to pull the leaves from his claws with his the toes on his hind feet and jangled his copper bell in vein cries for help, but he stony outcropping dissapeared from under his body and he began rolling down the hill. He flashed his claws out in a wild frenzy, trying to grab anything to stop his tumble, but everything was flashing by so fast. It took him by suprise when his body was launced into the air and time seemed to stand still as he caught a glimpse of the sharp rocks lying in wait below. He jerked his tail in a cry of fear and shut his eyes tightly, not wanting to see the jagged points coming any closer. There was a shuddering impact and Platinum's tail winced, provoking the little bell to emit one last terrible wailing tune.„"
~. :How he copes:.~
"„Platinum pried open his eyelids to find himself lying on his side in the leaf litter. He tried to push himself up into a sitting position, but his arm hurt and he couldn't do it. He realized he couldn't see out of his right eye an tried to lift a paw to rub it, but his mucles were too sore so he just lay there, like a piece of road-kill. He couldn'd remember how he got here, now that he thought about it. He was going to be dead for sure. He swivled his large ears around, trying to get a feel of what happened, but the forest was compeltly silent. He jangled his bell in a weak whimper and looked around franticaly with his left eye.

He didn't like how quiet it was. It felt like something was preying on him. He tried again to push himself up, but his bell rang out in pain and he flopped back down onto the hard earth. He was becoming more and more frightened. He could barley see, hear, or smell where he was. He sheathed and unsheathed his claws, in and out of the leaves covering the ground before falling unconcious"„
~.:Why he has the leaves and what they mean to him: .~
"„When the animal awoke he felt a bit better. He was able to push himself up into a sitting position and look around. When he looked back he could see the rocks, glinting harshly in the halflight. He still couldn't figure out how he had survived.

While he sat there pondering a large leaf fell on he head. He jumped a bit and shook it off. He looked up to see an oak tree closely entertwined with an ash tree. Their branches formed a sort of net suspended in the air above the rocks. Platinum squinted his eyes and could see his white fur clining to the branches and was shocked to imagine that these trees had saved his life. His body had probably bounced off the net when he blacked out. Sadly, the net was low-hanging and he could see his blood on the rocks, but that was a small price to pay for his life.

He jangled his bell happily gazing up at the trees in extream gratitude. Another oak leaf fell onto his head, followed by two of the ash's. He delicatly scooped them up and stared at them in his paws. The oak leaves sent a sweet, comforting, warm taste through his paw-pads and the ash went perfectly along with it being slightly smokey. He bend down and pulled a long firm string from his wrap and threaded the three leaves together. He picked up a sharp, yet shiny rust red pebble and secured the string around it. Then, he puntured his ear with the stone. A sting of pain filled his ear, but he didn't care. He wanted to show his gratitude to these trees, even though they were plants, and if he had to stab himself he would.

The leaves hung crisply on his ear as he took one final look at the trees. He shook his tail, causing the copper to jingle out a sort of thank you song as he turned away. He continued to swish his tail as he left the trees behind, his eyes closed, useing his hearing and smell to guide himself as he continued to sing the melody of thanks. He knew he had lost the sight in his right eye, but knew it was better than loosing his life."„
~.:His position in the colony:.~
"„In order to have a place in a colony, one must have a colony in the first place."„
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Lyncher wrote:Name: Lyncher
Custom Name: Kody
Accessories: Tassels, dark lamp
Alignment: Chaotic
Gender: Male
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NARANDA wrote:Name: NARANDA
Custom Name: Shinmeisha
Accessories: The Collar, dark lamp, and what are the bracelets called? Or are those only with the beads? Same with the tassel like earrings?
Alignment: Pure
Gender: Female
Reference: Can you base him around ink? So like have ink on the tip of his tail and he is white with black markings, the markings are dyed there by ink. You can also add red if you think it would make nice markings or something.
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Winkatuck wrote:

Myni's are long slender ferret-like creatures with two sets of legs they can hide under their thick fur and a pair of small stubby hands. Their diet consists mostly of fruits and berries but they like cooked meat too if pampered enough to have it, they don't really like most sweet things like candy or cake unless it's natural sugar. Their fur comes in all and any color but usually does not have more than four different colors unless it has black, white or gray in it. They grow as long as six feet but some are smaller. The gem on their heads represents their most common emotion.

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Adopt me!

now owned by Crimsoned

yay first adoptable uwu
companion is a raven
will pick winner may 30

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Dawnyfall wrote:

Kabas are lions that are given certain gifts from Leo,the Great Lion. In a way, you may call them Leo's Warriors. They come in variety of shapes and colors! Some of them have longtails with horns or bobtails with wings,but no matter, they are all Leo's great and powerful warriors. {Just a side note: Most Males have horns! It is rare for them not to have horns! Females cannot have horns at all} How big are they you might ask? They are little stronger,powerful,and taller than a tiger! They are very powerful creatures and each of them have their own personalities! What are those personalities you ask? Well....That's for you decide! Just adopt one!

Different kind of Add-ons:

~Mane{for both genders}

~Horns{For males only}

~Longtail{For both genders}

~Bobtail{For both genders}

~Chibi WIngs{More for females but males can have them too}

Hiccup wrote:

What is a Jellybean Dragon?
A Jellybean Dragon is a fluffy, friendly dragon that hatches from a jellybean-like egg. Their diet consists of fruits and insects, but they also love sweets and desserts. Their fur is soft and long, usually brightly colored, neat, and shiny. Jellybean Dragons are mostly gentle and happy, and love attention. Most are Great Dane-sized when they are fully grown, but some of them can grow as big as a cow. All Jellybean Dragons have pouches on their bellies, which they use to carry around food or younger JBDs.

I was walking around the busy streets of Beantopia when I heard a little noise coming from some boxes in an alley. Arya went to go investigate and found this little guy curled up in a box all alone! There was a little note attached to him:


Please take care of my baby boy.
I don't have the money to care for him.
Some other beans will be better parents than me.
xoxo



So this bean is actually looking for two PARENTS! Once he has two parents his parents can decide what to do with him. c:

Ideally this bean is for any couple who wishes to adopt but cannot produce offspring [ie. YFS, etc.] or for a same sex couple. If your beans really want a baby too though they're welcome to apply. Only one owner of the parent needs to apply, but both parents must be okay with it. The parents should be mates, but only need to have been mates for one month to adopt. Other nursery rules [ie. one month cool down] do not apply.



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[b]Mom/Dad:[/b] [that belongs to your friend [url=linktoref]name[/url]
[b]Why they would make good parents:[/b] max. 150 words



Once the baby is adopted I'll speak with the parents as to what they would like to do with the baby [adopt, gift, keep].

Deadline for applications is May 1st.
This bean doesn't count towards your breeding limit [6] nor does it affect any breedings in progress.

Username:
teresa8oats
Name:
Moondust
Age:
5
Breed:
Appaloosa
Gender:
Feamale

Best name gets her. : )

RazzBerry wrote:Owner:RazzBerry
Name: War Empress (Empress)
Breed: Morgan & American Paint Horse
Height: 15.5hh
Gender: Mare
Age: 4
Color: Pale Buckskin
Foals: 0

Jadeghost wrote:

ѕρєαк ρoℓιтєℓу тo αи єияαgєᴅ ᴅяαgoи...

Obviously the lineart is not mine. Original drawing here

Who am I? Jadeghost; mostly referred to as Jade.
What is the dragon's name? This handsome boy will be known as Ryoma. In the Japanese language, it is the combination of two words: "Ryu" meaning dragon, and "Ma" meaning horse. The literal translation is dragon horse, and it is pronounced "Ree-YO-ma." Nicknames include "Ryo" or simply "Ry".
How old is the dragon? Ryoma is in the "teen" years for a WTE; only around 5 years old, and has plenty of life to live!
Drako or Dragoness? Ryoma is 100% stallion, and will not hesitate to prove it.

How to you carry yourself, noble dragon?
Ryoma is not a horse that can be described in a few words. His personality is something that has shaped and defined him ever since he was a young colt, still unsteady on his legs. Back then, he remained quite innocent and rather blind to all the world had to offer. His mother was protective of her only son; given that Ryoma was her first colt to survive past its first year. His mother practically forced her son to remain by her side much longer than he should have; consequently, Ryoma was quite unprepared when he tumbled headfirst into the real world.
While his mother raised him to be kind, honest, and caring, Ryoma turned his back on these qualities for quite a long time; since he felt that his mother did not prepare him enough for the hardships he had to face all on his own. While he has these qualities buried deep within him, he does not usually allow them to resurface. While he is honest, he tends to be brutally so, and is not afraid to speak the truth even if it hurts. Most of his outbursts are quite unintentional though, and Ryoma usually quickly regrets his actions. Still, he cannot stop himself, nor can he change who he was raised to be. In this way he has many sides of him; it just depends on the day you catch him.

How tall is the dragon? 16hh
What genes do you carry?Bay base: Dun= Aa, Cream= Aa, Tobiano= AA, brindle= aa

Creative pieces:
I'm not sure if it counts, but if coloring in a lineart counts as artistic skill then I'll take what I can get XD Believe me, I tried my hardest to draw my own version of him, but I am no artist, and equines are especially hard for me. But writing is one of my true passions, as I hope you will be able to tell from his story, which is below♥ Enjoy!

тнє ᴅяαgoи ιѕ яєαᴅу...

Hooves beat the ground in the pounding rhythm of a terrified heart; almost sounding louder than the thunder that boomed above them. The rain fell mercilessly and poured over them in steady waves. Lightning flashed at the same moment as a deafening thunderclap, which proved that the storm was upon them. The bolt illuminated their terrified eyes and only sent the herd into more of a frenzy; still, they remained together as one single unit. Even in their terror, they knew that to split would only mean the death of them.

Another flash; and even though he had done nothing to stand out on his own, the light illuminated the coat of a single golden coat. Compared to the rest of his herd, he stood out like a single golden coin in a sea of brown. The fear stricken colt could do nothing more than press himself harder and harder to his mother's side, but this was proving difficult as the storm only began to worsen. The older mare was having a hard time keeping up; not only because of her age, but because of the colt that hindered her. He was nearing the age where her should be learning to fend for himself, but she refused to let him. No, Ryoma still needed her guidance. That was what she told herself despite what she knew in her heart: that her baby did not need her anymore.

Lightning struck the plain just ahead of them; nearly hitting the lead stallion. And then the herd scattered; no longer bothering to listen to the orders of their leader as their survival instincts began to kick in. They picked up on his panic and could stand to remain together no longer. The presence that had once comforted them had now become a poison. Ryoma's mother let out a startled whinny as she no longer felt the comforting presence of her colt by her side; he was more of a reassurance to her than she was to him, even though he would surpass her in size all too soon.

The colt struggled to his feet after being forced to the ground and trampled by another large equid; finally, he struggled to his feet. He could see his mother up ahead, but something held him back from her. His heart hardened as he stared at the mare that had been his only friend up until this point; but through no fault of his own. It was her who had held him back for nearly two long years.

Ryoma stood at the very peak of the hill; his golden coat illuminated by the lightning that continued to flash all around them. His normally impressive feathery tail was now drenched and the hair was forced to lay flat: his long, powerful legs were streaked with mud. Yet somehow, he looked the farthest thing from weak. His horns, which had fully formed about a month ago, were sharp and ready to defend himself if need be. His heart, which had been fluttering in panic just a moment before, had suddenly become calm and steady. His eyes stared straight ahead in determination, and he pawed the angry earth with one of his strong legs.

The dragon was ready. A whole world was waiting for him. As his mother continued to scream her sorrow to whoever would listen, the young colt disappeared into the dark forest; never looking back, and ready to tell his own story.

Why does Jade want this dragon?
Ryoma is just...perfect in every way. From his dun coloration (which is my favorite base color on horses), to the faint stripes on his legs, to his dark green eyes, to the splash of white on his main body, he has to be my favorite design of this species to date. Your dragon series is lovely Midnight, and I already have the honor of owning one of those stallions but I would love to own another. He is amazing and I know whoever gets him in the end will spoil him to pieces; I surely will!♥

What is a hover fox?
Hover foxes are cuddly, adorable fox hybrids with unusually large furry ears. As infants they are born with very small, proportionate ears, but as they reach childhood, those ears grow so large they can use them to hover a little bit above the ground and glide short distances. Of course, that can't last and by the time they reach adulthood they do grow into their ears a bit and are no longer able to use them for 'flight'. Their diet consists of seafood and different types of sweet and sour fruit, depending on their taste preference and where they live. Most HFs grow to be the size of a red fox, though you'll occasionally get some that are larger.

When you first spot this hover fox gliding along, you notice that it's a bit wobbly. Upon closer inspection, you discover that it is blind in on eye, a scar accenting the disability. Momentarily you wonder what had happened to have given it this scar and blinded it.
Still the fox lands and curiously approaches you, tipping its head to one side in order to see you better through its one good eye. In the wild this fox likely won't have much of a chance, but perhaps you'd be willing to take it home and care for it?

+Bear+ wrote:Username:+Bear+
Name:Salic
Gender:Female