[kaoruthewolf]

Username: kaoruthewolf
Name:
Gender: female
Gender for breeding: female
Story: (Must start off with one of the prompts and build on it with the character)

[muttgirl310]

Username:
Muttgirl310

Name:
Nile

Tail:
Croc

Gender:
Female

Gender for breeding:
Female

Story:
Today was not our day, we walked outside and saw the dark clouds forming above. A storm was coming and it was coming in fairly quickly. Reinforcements would have to be done to the den to keep from collapses and weakening of the walls.
“Well, looks like we should get to work before the storm comes huh Croc?”

Croc groaned at the idea of work as Nile slid into the water to start gathering up some logs to use as structure for the cave. Swimming came naturally to Nile as she weaved her way through the swamp water. Croc wavered behind her, floating on the surface like he enjoyed to do when she swam. That was after all how he had gotten his name of Croc. Nile dove under the water to avoid a low hanging branch on the water’s surface and when she came back up, she noticed a large clump of branches all floating together.
“Perfect!” Nile swam over and began to collect some branches, handing some to Croc to hold in his mouth before making her way back to the cave. She swam towards the bank of the swamp where there was a fairly large hill next to the water before diving down. A few feet down was an opening in the bank that had been stabilized by many rocks surrounding it, holding it together like an archway. She swam into the opening and down a short tunnel that led up into a cave where she lived. She climbed from the water into the cave and shook her fur off before starting to connect the branches together to make proper framework to add to her already existing structure.
Nile preferred the water over land so she thought it was proper that she had a cave entrance from the water instead of on land. She of course had a secondary entrance in case something went wrong but it was blocked up with a large rock to prevent intruders. She reinforced the walls and ceiling of her cave before starting basic care of her cave, cleaning out the mud from the floor and replacing stones in some places. A lot of what she had built relied on nearby trees to hold the soil above her in place so she went back out to make sure the trees seemed structural before the rain began.
Once the trees were inspected to Nile’s desire, with lots of groaning from Croc as she took forever, Nile returned to the cave to insure that the structure looked secure. As she was adjusting one of the logs, she heard the boom of thunder crash overhead and the start of the rain. She settled in to read while the storm boomed overhead and Croc took nap, exhausted from the day of watching Nile look at stuff.

Their relaxing afternoon however took a turn for worse when they heard a loud crash and felt the ground rumble from a great force. She dove down the tunnel and into the swamp to take a look and see what had happened. She surfaced and climbed the bank carefully to see that a tree, not one of her trees, had snapped in half and was laying on the ground. She moved through the mud to see if it had caused a lot of damage when she noticed a shape under the trunk of the tree.
“Oh my god, Croc! Someone is under there!” Nile gasped as she rushed over.
Croc seemed to shrug a bit as if saying who cares and Nile glared at them as she reached the fallen tree. The viscet was unconscious and Nile grabbed the trunk, “Help me lift this Croc!”
Croc didn’t move and Nile looked at them with narrowed eyes, “For once in your life Croc, could you not be lazy and stubborn?”
If Croc truly had eyes, Nile was sure they would have rolled them before grasping the trunk in their mouth and helping to pull it off the injured viscet. She carefully lifted the viscet to be propped up against her and half carried, half dragged them back to her cave, using the secondary entrance as she didn’t feel like dragging them through the water. She rested them on her bedding and removed their scarf to treat any wounds they had and then left them to sleep.
The viscet woke later one and sat up quickly, before holding their head and groaning in pain. Nile stood and sighed, “Take it easy. You are all right.”
The laid back down and looked at Nile cautiously, “Where am I?” Suddenly they panicked and touched their neck, “Where is my scarf??”
Nile was shocked at their reaction and nodded to where she had hung their scarf to dry off. They looked at her, “I need it! I need my scarf!”
Nile handed them the scarf and they wrapped it around their neck, nuzzling into the fabric for comfort, “I’m sorry. Someone important gave me this scarf and I can’t lose it.”
Nile nodded, “its ok. But you are safe here. I found you outside in the storm. You got trapped under a tree…”
The viscet looked surprised, “Oh. Well thank you for saving me, um I don’t know your name.”
Nile blushed, “Oh, forgive me, I am Nile and this is Croc.”
The viscet looked confused, “Your tail has a name?”
“Well they deserve a name for the amount of attitude they give me,” Nile shot Croc a look and Croc gave another shrug, “what’s your name?”
“Oh, I am Turq.” He replied quietly and Nile smiled.
“Well, Turq, you rest here as long as you need!”
Nile enjoyed the company of Turq, it had been a long time since she had anyone other than Croc for socializing. While he recovered, she was able to learn more about what was going on outside of the small swamp she lived in. Before long, it was time for Turq to leave and Nile was disappointed to be losing her companion.
"No worries Nile, I am not too far away and will always visit!" Turq smiled at her and she blushed a bit as he had read her mind.
"That's good to hear. You are more than welcome to come in, and feel free to use either entrance!" Nile laughed and he chuckled as well.
"I will probably use the land one. I am unsure about how well I will do with the underwater one," Turq smiled and waved before leaving, Nile and her tail with an attitude, Croc.

[Kydashing]

Ahhhhh why??? Why so good. I didnt see this one coming, and am really amazed. ;3; Maybe just maybe to mark...

[Snuggle_Bean]

Username: Skyler1515
Name: Dionaea
Tail Name: Flytrap
Gender: Female
Tail Gender: Female
Gender for breeding:
Story: darkness, darkness again, if only....

ideas
was captures as a young viscling and
brought to a zoo that was not friendly starving and torturing,
tried to escape many may times
found a way under ground
much much more

[Tordier]

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Username: Gleon
Name: Tuhinga and Kawa
Gender: AMAB Non-Binary and Male
Story: 1,191 Words
Art By: Gleon (ShedoNayami)

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Our Day

Today was not our day. We walked outside and were instantly soaked. The spacious cave in which we lived provided excellent protection from the rain, and the curtain of vines that naturally covered the entrance allowed for great privacy, but the drawback was that it was difficult to tell the extent of the weather until we were in it. Kawa, the tail, strained against our shared body to retreat as far back into the dry cave as possible.
"Oh, no, you don't.", Tuhinga said to their conjoined twin. "We promised we were going to be more healthy, and that means exercise."
Tuhinga looked slyly over our shoulder and rubbed their chin with a forepaw.
"What did you say yesterday...?"
Some unintelligible mumbling could just barely be heard from the other side of the vine veil. Tuhinga grinned widely.
"I can't hear you."
"I said, we'll do it, rain or shine."
Kawa reluctantly came back out from the sheltered cave and turned to face Tuhinga, who chuckled at the sight of Kawa's drenched and drooping leaves.
"Well, let's get on with it.", Kawa urged in a voice laced with irritability.
Tuhinga silently nodded and faced forward again. Then, we were off. A pair of powerful legs propelled us forward through the rain. Each pawstep made a sloppy, wet sound in the mud. Soon, our feet were covered in grime. Tuhinga ignored all of these less-than-favorable conditions and pressed on with our morning jog. Meanwhile, Kawa would regularly mutter complaints under his breath. The lack of breakfast this morning had put him in a sour mood, but we could not help that the storm blocked any sunlight from reaching us. Our tail followed limply behind us, and even Tuhinga noticed how we were starting to shiver from the cold. We came to a stop in a puddle beneath a great oak tree, and looked at each other from across our shared body.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?", Tuhinga asked.
"We still have some chips left...", Kawa mentioned.
We stared at each other in silence for another moment, shivering and soaked to the bone.
"I think I hate exercising."
"Me too."




When we finally arrived back at our cave, our teeth were chattering so hard that we could hardly speak, so we did not even try. Instead, we gave ourself a vigorous shake to remove as much icy water as possible, and then huddled in a corner under a blanket, hugging our tail to our chest. It seemed like an eternity before we finally felt comfortable again. Once the shivering stopped, Kawa spoke up.
"So, about those chips...?"
Tuhinga nodded vigorously, and we stood up, letting the blanket fall carelessly to the floor. We easily crossed the cave to the hollowed-out nook where we kept our snacks. With eager paws, we reached in, rummaged around for a moment, and then felt the familiar texture of a plastic bag. It crinkled a warm greeting to us as we withdraw it from the nook. All that was left was to reach inside and pull out a...
"Ew!", Tuhinga exclaimed.
We yanked our paw back out of the bag in disgust. Tiny flecks of moist snack food clung to the fur of our paw, which we shook away with a few spirited flicks of the wrist.
"They're wet?!", Kawa shouted in dismay. "Why are they wet!?"
We looked up simultaneously and noticed a hairline crack in the roof of the cave.
"You don't think...?", Kawa wondered aloud.
We stood as tall as we could, straining to get as close a view of the crack as possible. Tuhinga was able to get closer, due to being placed in the front of our body, and as they narrowed their eyes and inched closer, a drop of water fell from the crack and landed squarely on their muzzle. Tuhinga flinched and shook their head to clear the unwanted moisture away. Then, it hit them.
"No..."
Kawa understood as well. That crack that occasionally dripped water was directly above our food storage. We plunged our forelimbs feverishly into our cache and yanked out snack after snack, tossing them to the floor. Each one felt more wet than the next. By the time we reached the bottom, there was nothing left but a puddle.
"Well, we did talk about cutting back on the...", Tuhinga began, only to be interrupted by their twin.
"Our snacks!", Kawa wailed. "They're all ruined! Now what am I going to eat?!"
Tuhinga sighed and rubbed their forehead with our paw while Kawa continued to complain about the damaged goods. As disappointing as this discovery was, nothing could be done about the situation until the rain stopped. As soon as it did, we could repair the roof and go hunting for a fresh supply of snacks. In the mean time, we set to work cleaning up the mess we had made by throwing our dampened snacks about our cave. They ended up in a pile near the entrance, ready to be properly disposed of as soon as the weather improved.

"Are you as bored as I am?", Tuhinga asked.
"Bored-er.", Kawa answered.
We laid, sprawled on the bare cave floor, staring at the botanical veil that protected us from the rain. It felt like we had been waiting for the rain to stop for an eternity. Without a watch, or even sunlight, to tell the time, it was impossible to say how long we had really been waiting.
"I don't think "bored-er" is a..."
"Can it.", snapped Kawa before Tuhinga could finish their sentence.
Tuhinga propped themself up on our elbow and turned to look at Kawa, brows furrowed in anger.
"Don't be rude. It's not my fault there's a storm outside."
Kawa fell into a sullen silence and came to rest limply on the ground. Tuhinga did the same. Both entities faced away from each other and put forth quite a bit of effort into ignoring each other. Time stretched into an awkward silence. Finally, Kawa broke that silence.
"I'm sorry, Tuhinga. I'm just so hungry. You know how I get."
Tuhinga peered backwards out of the corner of their eye to see that Kawa had risen to face them. The corners of Kawa's needle-filled mouth were turned downwards in an apologetic frown. It was clear that a moment of quiet to reflect on his behavior was more than sufficient for Kawa to realize that he was not treating his sibling very nicely. Poor Kawa found himself ashamed of his actions. Tuhinga flashed a faint smile as their expression softened.
"Oh, I know how you get, alright."
Tuhinga's smile widened to a mischievous grin.
"Hangry!"
Kawa reluctantly mirrored Tuhinga's expression as we rolled onto our side and pulled our tail into our chest in a warm embrace. The siblings' faces pressed against each other as we hugged ourself. Kawa let out a soft chuckle, followed by a giggle from Tuhinga. Soon enough, we found ourself rolling on the cave floor, laughing at each other and our whole silly fight.
Today might not have been our day, but that would never stop us from being best friends.

The Nature of Tuhinga and Kawa

Tuhinga is the front of this conjoined twin, and they are the more level-headed of the two. Typically cheerful, Tuhinga likes to look on the bright side and always finds a reason to be grateful. It is rare to find Tuhinga in a bad mood. The fastest way to dampen their outlook is through harsh treatment. Tuhinga can be a little sensitive to rude or hurtful behavior and will not tolerate others treating them poorly. Usually, Tuhinga uses their excellent communication skills to speak up for themself in this occasions. They are not the sort of viscet to react with emotional outbursts or vengeful anger. However, they feel no need to hide their feelings or to act "tough".
As a friend, Tuhinga is a real treat to be with. They are kind, considerate, optimistic, and well-spoken. Perhaps Tuhinga could stand to be a little rougher around the edges, and their perpetual cheer might get on others' nerves, but in general, they are a delight. Tuhinga prides themself on having good manners and treating others with respect at all times. This goes double for their brother. Since they share a body with Kawa, it is best to be on good terms, after all. Of course, Kawa is much more than that to Tuhinga. They love their brother and would never dream of sharing their life with anyone else. They two of them are wonderful friends on top of being so intimately connected with one another. Both entities think of themselves as sharing every part of their body, with their respective heads being independently theirs. At the moment, it is unknown to what extent each physically controls the body between them.
The tail, Kawa, has a bit more attitude than his sibling. He is certainly more opinionated and less easygoing. Kawa is usually the "bad influence" of the two of them, and likes to encourage indulgence whenever possible. It is often thanks to Kawa that Tuhinga gets the motivation to do things. Occasionally, Kawa's temper can get the best of him, and he does not handle frustration well. However, he rarely means any real harm and is willing to swallow his pride in order to make it up to the offended party.

[grifforik]

4 day warning!

[grifforik]

This will end at Midnight tonight! Central standard time.

Closed to judge

[grifforik]

And this one was super hard to judge too, because you guys did such a beautiful job <3

Alright first of all, your form was nicely done and I really enjoyed reading it, I'd like to give you an HM (x2 stubs) Gleon.

And the winner is Muttgirl310! I really loved the layout of your form, the story was really interesting to read and the over all character you've created was just really awesome.

Super congrats to the winners!

[muttgirl310]

Oh thank you so much! I will take good care of Nile and Croc!!

[Tordier]

Thanks so much for the HM, grifforik! Coming up with a concept was really fun.

Of course, congrats to muttgirl310 as well, and best of luck continuing to develop Nile and Croc! That was some really wicked art in your form.