[na-no]

Username: nano.
Partner's username: Nia The Elf
Link to partner's form: mai waiiife
Name: satyr
Pronouns: he/him
Fable:
They were brothers. Not by blood or genetics, but they were. Oberon enjoyed having a sibling to talk to and play with, Satyr initially finding his big brother a fun playmate for his scraps racing.

As they grew older, Oberon began to show an interest and spoke more and more about his beliefs; he found nature astounding and liked to sit outside where the birds could sing to him.
Satyr grew up with a love of running and hunting; he was swift and agile, able to catch any rabbit easier than the other keldines.

Satyr didn’t understand his brother. “Who would want to sit around all day and watch the grass grow?” He would ask himself in agitation, “We were born to run and hunt, it’s what Keldines do!”
He simply could not fathom what made them so, so different.

Sometimes, Oberon would pad over to him with a dopey smile on his face and ask if they could play together; their usual antics of Tag or pretend. Satyr turned away. Oberon was soft and lazy, more preoccupied with the lives of the bugs than his own life. "I think the birds want to play that sickly music to you brother, I am too busy to play with you."

Oberon's smile drooped, but he did not look too upset. "That's alright, I'll come ask again when you're free," he suggested, before heading back to his favourite spot in the open to listen and watch the world go by.

It only took a few more attempts spread over a few more days, before Oberon stopped approaching Satyr altogether. Satyr had held his breath all day, and when there was no attempt of contact made by the time the moon rose high in the sky, Satyr felt pleased. He was free to continue his hunts, his practising and his racing, and his brother was free to lay in the dust and talk to the skeleton leaves that fell.

It was soon after, when Satyr had challenged a Hawk that flew overhead to the chase of it's life, that he stumbled across a small group of younger Keldines - like him - crowded in a jumble and laughing amongst themselves. "Do you see him over there? That kid's chasing a hawk!" they shouted and watched.

"Hey kid! You like to hunt?" One called to him and Satyr skidded to a halt. The group welcomed him and he had never felt so normal and accepted in his life.

That was... Until he got to see what the group was really like. These young Kelds ran around, sure, hunting big game and showing off their skills. But they also messed around; staying out late, running far far from home, leaping from the tallest cliffs Satyr had seen and diving into the choppy waters below without a care for what awaited them.

He tried to enjoy it, he really did. These activities were what he liked to do, what he was /meant/ to do. He just couldn't find it in himself to feel comfortable, he missed the childish games he used to play with his brother, he missed sitting with him discussing the absurd idea of talking to the trees and them talking back. These friends, this group was overbearing, and Satyr no longer enjoyed the company.

He cut it off finally, as a young adult it was time for him to make his own decisions and do what he wanted rather than what was "normal". Satyr left the group of rowdy Keldines and went looking for his brother.

There he was. In the spot he always was. Just enjoying the wind ruffle his fur and the lyrical chirps from the birds around him.

"Do you want to play with me?" he asked, anxiously stepping from paw to paw.

"Why would I want to? Why would you want to? You have other friends, Satyr, I'm sure they want to play your games." Oberon growled out, "I'm busy with my dumb insects and dead trees." And at that, he rose to his feet and walked away, the darkness of the deeper forest swallowing him.

Oberon stormed through the trees, navigating the gorse and thick shrubbery like he had a map on the back of his paws. What cheek his younger brother had, to come back after all this time of ignorance, to expect them to be as they were before? He had his friends and did the things "normal" Keldines were meant to do. He had left Oberon and his "weed watching" behind in the dirt.

"He is your brother." a whisper in his head, his own thought or the wind's - he did not know. "He is your brother and you love him," it insisted.

"We lost years together, he didn't want to know me then so why would he now? I was too weird for him, now he expects me to forget that and not be angry?" Oberon snarled, digging at the ground with his claws as he prowled.

"You are not angry, you are hurt."

Raising his head, he glared at the closest tree to him. The voice was right, it always was. That was the nature of nature. Anger stemmed from hurt, but he had not even told Satyr of how he felt. "I have listened to the trees and the wind for so long, it would be wrong of me to not listen now," he affirmed.

Oberon made his way back from the sanctuary of the woods, finding his way back home. His gaze landing on the smaller horned Keldine he had once called his brother.

"What you did, did not make me feel good." He began quickly, the sudden voice turning Satyr's head, "I tried to connect with you and you turned me away or ignored me. I understand that you understand what I do and why I do it, I understand that you think I'm weird and that reflects on you, but that hurt me."

Satyr took a moment to consider what his brother had said, throat bobbing and he swallowed dryly. "I know that now. At the time, I thought it was in my best interest to be like everyone else, they were cool and I wasn't because you were different. But when I was with them, I didn't find their activities fun, I didn't fit in there either. I didn't apologise, I've never been any good at that, but I asked to play with you again because I missed you." His voice, though starting strong, slowly lowered to a whisper as he let his emotions free.
"I am sorry."

"I am too," Oberon smiled softly, "I didn't let you explain yourself, I just turned away out of spite. We have quite a few years to catch up on, so perhaps we should start on that now?" He offered. Satyr smiled a genuine smile, the first he had done in a long time, and they walked to the tree line together, bumping shoulders as they went.

What did they learn from it?:
satyr learnt to accept his brother and those who are non-conforming. friends are one thing, but there is nothing quite like family. oberon learnt to accept his brother's "flaws". it takes time for people to learn who they are, and it takes even longer for some to understand someone who is different to them.

[Mythz]

Username: Mythz
Partner's username: WolfTales
Link to partner's form: xx
Name: Mars
Pronouns: He/Him
Fable:
What did they learn from it?:

[Zeena]

Username: Zeena
Partner's username: drift.
Link to partner's form: Here c:
Name: Aries
Pronouns: He/him
Fable:

Long ago when the world was not inhabited by man, each animal species had one representative that roamed the land. All species got along fine as there was no need to hunt or chase one another. The majority of them spent their time alone, wandering around the land aimlessly looking for a place to call home. As the world had but one large continent, all animals could travel wherever they'd like in search for a home. Many of similar fashion would join together in small groups, becoming friends and allies as they progressed with their exploration of this new land. In time, they had all found an area to call their own, however it wasn't without a cost. Many battles broke out over who gets what area of land. Soon, friendships turned to rivalries and every animal was on their own.

The forest region was home to the most numerous of animals, expanding over rifts and valleys. Years had passed since territories were claimed, and many had accepted what they were dealt and lived a rather peaceful lifestyle. Some would cross paths on a daily basis as they walked along the border of their territory, saying hello to their neighbour and then going about their day. It was almost as if it were a sacred law; you stick to what is yours. One evening Aries, the Goat, was walking around his region of the forest when he came across a series of broken branches. Curious as to what was going on here, he followed the trail leading to some pawprints. He sighed and stomped his foot angrily. "Not again" he mumbled racing forward until he found the culprit. It was his neighbour to the west, Toklo.

Toklo the Bear was a large creature who didn't seem to understand their most sacred of laws. He was found commonly roaming into Aries's territory this time of year in the search for berries and other sweet treats. "I have told you SO many times to stay off my land!" Aries bleated angrily, greeted by a surprised face from Toklo.

"Oh right" Toklo sighed shaking his head, "well if YOU stopped trampling around and kicking up so much dust maybe I'd have more berry bushes to choose from on MY side". The two argued for some time before Toklo finally left, his stomach content with the berries he had stolen. It was true; Aries was often stamping his feet around the borders to make a wide girth between his area and his neighbours. However with all the stomping he does on a daily basis, he had made a large barrier on the ground where no plants can grow. This also stopped a lot of the berry seeds from being able to find their way out of his territory, for if they attempted to roll across the dirt barrier, they were trodden on or eaten by Aries himself.

That night Aries called a meeting with his neighbours, Lepus the hare and Corvus the crow, bordering Toklo's territory as well as his own. They met at a crossroad where they were each in their respectable area. Lepus and Corvus both expressed their disappointment in their neighbour Toklo, as he had been entering their areas as well in search of food. Aries was determined to withold their most sacred of rules and knew he had to do something.

The next day Aries went to his territories border with Toklo, took a deep breath and crossed out of his territory into his foes land. It didn't take long for Toklo to appear, wondering why Aries' scent was so strong today. Aries approached Toklo without a single thought, stopping only a few feet away from his face. "I challenge you to a duel. Winner gets BOTH territories, loser must leave the forest forever." Aries bleated, puffing out his chest.
Toklo couldn't help but laugh. A Goat wishes to fight a Bear? How did he think he could win? At least with Aries gone, he would be able to have the berry bushes for himself.
"I accept your challenge! Tonight when the sun sets, I will meet you in the clearing near the border of our lands" the bear chuffed.

"It is settled" Aries nodded with a grunt.

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Toklo's stomach twisted into a knot as he paced the worn earth in front of his large den. He had been so caught up in the moment that he had accepted the ram's challenge without hesitation. Now, with a small ache of dread rising in his chest, he came to the conclusion that no matter how much he disliked the selfish ram, he didn't want him to leave his home forever. His long snout raised to the sky above as the sun bled into the horizon, pulling up a steady darkness behind him. With a soft sigh that ruffled the grass, the large bear set a scowl on his face and lumbered through his territory towards the crossroads. The old bitter thoughts of the goat trampling the earth and trying to starve him sent a burst of determination through his body, the grey fur along his hackles raising as the black ram came in to view. He stood smugly, clearly proud and determined.

"You're late- Toklo. But that is to be expected of such a slow, lazy creature." Aries had thrown the first insults of many to come during their fight, but the attack rolled off of Toklo's wide shoulders as he braced himself in front of his opponent.

"Let's get this over with, Aries. I'd like to get to my new land as soon as possible."

The ram reared his head, nostrils flaring, "You think I'll hold back and let myself get kicked out? Try again.
Tsk- I suppose bears are dumber than the rest of us." a faint, but the audible uproar of cheers from the watching creatures sent the bear's head up in surprise, his steely glare quieting the clearing once more.

"It's your move, Aries. So try and make it count." With a haughty nod Toklo took a few paces back, his muscles tense and rippling.

The ram had narrowed his eyes, thinking about what attack would be most effective against such a large opponent.
A mink scuffled forward with bright, burning eyes filled with hatred. The bear had chased him from his old territory, separating him from his friends. He whispered something harshly in Aries' ear, making the goat leader shiver with delight.

"What a clever weasel-" his expression turned confident as he stamped his hoof against the ground once. And then twice.
The two enemies stood frozen, their glares cutting through the growing darkness with ease.
Without another warning, Aries lowered his head and charged the large mammal, his speed and agility greatly outmatching Toklo's.
With ease, the goat dodged Toklo's sloppy swipe, ramming his large horns into the bear's ribs as he tried to turn to nip at Aries.
With a frustrated growl, Toklo went still and waited for the ram to make his move. The only chance he had was to predict the strike as it was happening. He watched Aries tense, watching his eyes flicker to his exposed chest, and chuffed softly in excitement.
As the ram sprung forward Toklo was ready- slamming a wide powerful paw down across the ram's face. The cut was deep, traveling from his skull down past his muzzle.
"Stupid animal - !" filled with rage, the ram and bear sprung at each other in unison, colliding so fiercely that they shook the earth and the creatures of the Moore, Forest, and Skies scattered. But when the dust settled and the moon rose, neither bear nor ram were anywhere to be found.

Instead, shining in the violet sky were two new constellations; forever bickering in their permanent slumber.
The animals who had dared to slink back despite the remaining scent of danger gazed at the stars in awe. The Coyote spirit shone brightly above them, his starry tail curled over his back as he gave his warning,
"Moral of the story here"

What did they learn from it?:
arrogance goes before destruction
and a prideful spirit before a fall.

[MistCat]

Aaand the winners of this one is drift. and Zeena!

I am SO, so sorry for the wait, some personal issues came up that kept me from judging this.

Everyone did a lovely job with their entry, thank you all for joining!

[Zeena]

Aaand the winners of this one is drift. and Zeena!

I am SO, so sorry for the wait, some personal issues came up that kept me from judging this.

Everyone did a lovely job with their entry, thank you all for joining!

Ahhh thank you so much!! So excited to have this guy, congrats to drift. as well!! <3