Username: Goldiedoggy
Song: Best Day of My Life- American Authors

Username: Furrydogs12
Song:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKXw_MMm0UA

Username: Sin Tsukino
Song: This is me

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Name: An Unstoppable Force ‘Minerva’
Gender: Female

Username: harvestberry
Name: FTRK Out With A Bang // Feu
Name Meaning(s): “Feu” is the French word for fire.
Gender: Male
Prompt:

Feu absolutely loves fireworks, despite the terrifying noise. As long as he’s watching from a relatively sound-proofed location, he’s perfectly fine. Each bang, muffled by the walls of his location, brings with it a spectacle of colors that he may or may not see fully, which makes the flinch worth it every time to him.

Username: PrincessAlexis
Name: Lux Stars' Starry Night | Star
Name Meaning(s): My real dog's name is Zeke which means "star" in Hebrew. The show name is Starry Night, like the Van Gogh painting, because when fireworks light up the sky it looks like hundreds of shooting stars all at one time.
Gender: Male
Prompt:

When Star was a pup, he adored fireworks. He wasn't looking toward the sky, but just hearing those loud bangs and booms would set him off barking and howling. As he got older, his people would take him outside to watch the shows (a respectful distance from the other patrons) and for the first time ever he saw the wonderful light show up above. That silenced him, and he watched in awe and wonder. As he got on in years, the bangs and booms began to scare him and he would whimper, shiver, and lay in bed. One day on a whim, they took him out so he could actually see it, and once more he calmed down and watched the wonderful show. To this day they always take him to watch the fireworks in person so he can look on in wonder rather than being nervous about the sounds.

Username: leikindasuxkz
Name: Charlie
Name Meaning(s): (optional)
Gender: Female
Prompt:
Charlie is scared of fireworks! She finds the colours too bright and instantaneous,
and the sounds hurt her ears. As a pup she was in a bad environmentwhen she first saw fireworks and she has been scared ever since, she would rather be inside wrapped in a warm blanket with a movie. Her favourite movie is marley and me and if the fireworks ever scare her make sure to hug her and put the movie on loud and tuck her in to make her comfortable and to give her a sense of safetu

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username: smil3dawg
charming name: bingo
prompt:
im proud of this drawing of lionheart i made!

username: Clockwork!
charming name: Remington
prompt: I'm very proud of this drawing I did!

username: Scourgebane
charming name: Bazzil
prompt: my uh, impressive fic collection?

username: leikindasuxkz
harem page:Whistling meadow reserves :>
zebra name:Tux


Struggling to find the original source, i think its a stock image as it is on multiple plant websites with no photogropher name. This is where I found it.

username: Cloud'
harem page: Cloud's SZ herd
zebra name: Teach


reminds me of blackbeard

username: Wind
harem page: Link
zebra name: Cocoa


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Username + ID: SonOfStarGod 639144
Pokemon: Nidoking
archive: here
Type of myo: mystery myo
Purchase proof: just waiting to be banked! roll proff

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When you think of a kitten like him, you could think a lot of things. Cute, Adorable, maybe if you were a bit meaner you could call him pathetic and weak. All of those things were true in some capacity, after all- a kitten who was raised by a swan isn't exactly the height of strength. He can't remember if he had birth parents to be honest- maybe he simply began to exist. He could accept that if it was true. All he knew was that the only one who really cared for him in this world was his swan mother. He struggled to swim, of course he did, but he learned quickly- surprising even his mother with how fast he picked up the movements. Sometimes other creatures would pick him up out of the water out of worry, but safe to say they were corrected in their behavior once his mother got wind of it. None of those creatures who noticed him were ever other storkatten though, and it was strange at some point. He had never met another storkatten, and for a while he almost believed that he was some sort of special case, that he was the only cat in the world- or maybe that he really was just a really strange swan. He could imagine that, maybe a few wires got crossed in the great above and he lost his wings and feathers before coming down to earth. He didn't remember his birth mother, maybe he was hatched out of an egg and simply didn't have the capacity to remember things back then. Lots of strange thoughts came to him when he wondered about himself.

It seemed so natural to him, living like a swan. He didn't even speak a proper cat language, only being able to speak to other birds and sometimes the occasional aquatic creature. If any storkie were to find him, to see how he acted and how he spoke, to see his mother and the world he lived in, they'd certainly think there was something wrong with him. Maybe that was why they never approached him. Of course ,there was the high likelihood that his mother would scare anyone off, but maybe his behavior had at least a little to do with it. He didn't know if he minded that or not, didn't know if he minded that there was no world for him to discover outside of his swan life.

One night though, he found that he didn't mind being ignored, preferred it, maybe. He had gone to sleep as usual, snuggled up to his mother and ready to spend the night under her wing. When he woke up however, he was not home. He was somewhere far too warm and far too bright, with creatures he didn't recognize. They were larger than him, much larger, but furry instead of feathery. Their words were strange, a mammal language he didn't recognize- let alone a language he could understand.

He couldn't hear his mother. He was scared, but he needed to be brave. His mother would find him and save him, bring him back to the water and make sure he was okay. And everything would be okay... right?

Username; bakuraas.
Storkie Name; Albireo
Nicknames; Albi, Swan Boy
Coat Description: smoky black with spotting and low white
Gender: M
Born Magic Type; Faunal
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Additional Magic #2 #2; leave blank

Parents:
Founder | Founder

Children:
-- [url]Partner[/url]
-- [url]Child1[/url]
-- [url]Child2[/url]
-- [url]Child3[/url]

Barn link: wip !
Thistlehoof name: barnaby

boop

Barn link: wip! =D
Thistlehoof name: Ymir

Aeoli trekked through the hills of the sand dunes to reach the fabled dusk's edge, a place that may or may not have existed. Aers eyes were watering from the constant sand storms that occurred here - however, they had no choice, for Aeoli must reach the edge, to find a new home, a new family.

As they stopped near the shore and drank a lot of the refreshing water while checking the trusty map ae had found buried in their family's basement - seriously, Aeoli wondered if ae by any chance wouldn't have decreased the water level by a few centimeters - they noticed a glint in the distance, and suddenly, a large squawk made its way to Aeoli's ears. Suddenly, ae saw a flash before they squinted and noticed someone coming at aer at massive speeds. They felt a huge gust of wind just before Aeoli closed aers eyes and braced for impact. . . . Well, this was unexpected. Either they were knocked out or nothing had actually happened. Ae were willing to bet on the latter, considering they had felt nothing after bracing.

Aeoli opened aers eyes and squinted briefly at the sun before looking away to find the cause of the wind. As they turned around, ae saw a small, dark grey animal with white stripes and spots, much like their own markings. It most likely a bird, considering birds can fly and squawk. "Uh... Hi..?" Aeoli stammered out nervously. The animal chirped and looked at Aeoli curiously, like it was trying to search aer for clues. "My name is A-Aeoli. I'm searching for.. for the dusk's edge. Do you.. know where it might be?" The bird tilted its head before chirping again and spreading its wings. "Wait! Don't go! Please." Aeoli pleaded with the bird, hoping it may help them. The bird flapped its wings once before taking off and flying high into the sky as Aeoli followed it with aers eyes, silently hoping it may return. A few moments later, Aeoli felt a small thunk on their head, as though something landed on it. As ae put their paw on top of aers head trying to figure out what was the thing that landed, they felt feathers. "Oh.. it's you. You came back!" Aeoli let out a small giggle which turned to a whine as the bird chirped again before pecking aer on the forehead. "Ow! Be careful, I might have a bump thanks to you! Now, which way do we go... Ah, right, it's to the west, isn't it?" The bird tweeted a sort of tune as Aeoli began to tell it about aers adventures. "So, my name's Aeoli. I used to live in Arkala, the capital before I left to go find the dusk's edge. I lived with my older sister and granny. I.. don't know how to feel about them, but I can't afford to go back now, not when I'm so close. You'll keep me company until then, won't you?" The bird chirped and nuzzled into Aeoli's fur as they made their way to a new home

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