[.Lyrebird]

user; .Lyrebird
name; x - Viscet / x - Tail
gender; Male
prompt: what are they most proud of?: each time they're able to make someone laugh or smile is the new proudest moment of their lives, particularly when they're able to do it using their ( bad ) ventriloquism with their tail ( who isn't super thrilled about it but it makes their cet happy so ) WIP

[mellow yellow.]

Dropping

[otis,]

user;
name;
gender;
prompt: what are they most proud of? (250 words minimum, 1000 words max)
extras; (x4 - optional)

[universal song]

name: Solstice
tails name: Hawthorne
gender: female
tails gender: considered to not have one






(967/1000)


Solstice twirled in her bedroom. Music poured through her speaker, cranked up to max volume. The hardwood floors creaked with old age, but you couldn't hear it through the beat that shook the walls. Hawthorne, her tail, had their mouth open in a wide, gleeful smile as they chased the movement of her body. She was so lost in the beat she hadn't heard the faint scratching of her rusted door hinges swinging open. "SOLSTICE!" Her aunt, a beautiful viscet with an all-too-regular tail, yelled. Solstice plunged out of her musical bliss with a gasp. She felt like she was being drenched in icy cold water. Blinking, she hurried over to her speaker and powered it down. "Hi, Aunt." Smiling sheepishly, she couldn't help but stare at the paint splatters on the hardwood instead of her aunts cold, steely gaze. "What are you doing?" Aunt asked, and Solstice glanced around her room, as if she didn't know. Her eyes traveled over her easel, the paint marks on the walls, the creaky bed and the desk overflowing with art supplies. A flower pot sat on the windowsill and accessories of Hawthorne's littered the floor. "Dancing, Aunt." Aunt never liked to be called anything else. To everyone else she was 'Mother' or 'Mrs'. For some reason, anything involving her real name deeply offended her.
Hawthorne remained silent. Around Aunt, they always were.
"Well you can stop that horrible racket. We have guests arriving shortly." Solstice stifled a roll of her eyes. By 'we' she meant 'I'. As usual, she struggled to bite her tongue. "I'm sorry Aunt. Not many have the same type of music style as you." Her voice took on and edge. Aunt cocked an eyebrow. "Well, get you and your-" She spared a glance at Hawthorne. "-thing ready. I want you looking your best." And with that, Aunt walked out, sweeping the door shut behind her in one graceful movement.
Letting out the breath she didn't know she was holding, Solstice turned away from the door. Hawthorne growled. "Does she ALWAYS have to be that rude?" Solstice rolled her eyes and scooped up a pure white bowtie and a leather spiked collar off the floor. "Should we match?" She held up the bowtie to Hawthorne's 'neck'. "The bowtie looks good on you, but its not really my style. Perhaps matching collars? I was hoping for an 'intimidating I don't care' look." Hawthorne sighed. "Are you even listening? We need to get out of here. For good. And yes- the collars would be perfect." They were always talking about these big adventures. Running away, seeing the world. Pursuing their dance career. Art would always have a special place in Solstices heart, but dancing was hers- and Hawthorne's -talent. When the beat seeped into their bones there was no stopping the dynamic duo.
"How many times do we have to go over this, Hawthorne? We can't leave. We don't have anywhere to go-" "-or anyone to go with. I know. You've told me a thousand times. Not enough food, shelter, blah blah blah. But I know you've been saving for years. I'm part of you, remember? We have enough, finally." Hawthorne grinned. 'What do we have to lose? Its not like we'll be missed, anyways." They made a good- and tempting -point. Go now and no one would even bat an eyelash. Aunt would cook up some excuse to tell her nosy guests and she doubted Uncle C.J wouldn't even notice. He was either sleeping or working, and rarely took his face away from a computer screen or a pillow. A new life. Fun. Adventure. All things that had been calling to Solstice for years. Her dreams would come true. If only she could just build up the courage.
Her face must've said it all, because Hawthorne's grin widened, if that was even possible. "I knew you'd go." "What makes you say I'm going to say yes?" But Solstice's mind had already been made up. Hawthorne was persuasive and she had wanted this for a long time anyways. "Oh I don't know, it's not like we've been together since hatching." Hawthorne's tone was coated in sarcasm.
"Fine, fine. You got me. Lets go."
And so, wearing their matching spiked collars, they packed light into a duffel bag. Money, toiletries, a few accessories, a few pictures, a book, sketch book, pencils, and two stuffed animals neither of them could bear to leave behind. That duffel bag was the one that fell to the ground with an barely audible thud on the grass. It lay there while Solstice and Hawthorne worked together to clamber out of the window and down the side of the house. And then it was swung over Solstice's shoulder as her and Hawthorne walked down the darkening street, the laughter of the house they'd just abandoned tickling their backs.

Solstice and Hawthorne were most proud of this because of their will. Their will to survive. While Solstice was always confident around most people, her family was her weakness. With her parents not around, her only there relatives were her aunt, uncle and twin first cousins. They were a snobby family and she was always treated with disrespect. She'd stuck around even though it was against Hawthorne's advice, torn between leaving yet another time and facing her fears of being alone. When she did leave, she felt free. And she wasn't alone, she realized, with Hawthorne by her side. They could tackle anything. From that day forward she vowed to explore more. To get out of her shell. To show no fear. And even though there was a lot of hardships following this event, Solstice nor Hawthorne can deny they wouldn't be where they are today without jumping out that window and stepping into a new life.


(300/300)


A rustling awoke the new mother. Startled, she looked down at the egg curled in her tail to see it was shaking. It's shell had a crack traveling down the middle and it was spreading fast, consuming the smooth exterior of the egg. Excited, the mother jumped to her paws. "Honey! Honey! Come quick, come quick! Its time!" She said, yelling down the hallway, where her husband awaited. Ever since she'd awaited the arrival of her child she'd slept in the nursery, a motherly instinct active. The father burst through the door, grinning. "Already? Wow, I bet they'll be perfect... just like you." The mother blushed crimson before turning her attention back towards her child. Now the egg was shaking rapidly, and two paws burst through the eggshell, black and orange patterned. Next came the back legs, which had... hooves?!?! The mother and father exchanged a funny glance. They'd never met a viscet with hooves, but they had heard of them. It was supposedly a genetic 'mistake'. And finally, the egg cracked fully. It was what was amongst the shattered eggshell that made the parents gasp. Their child... had a tail with a face. "Oh my!" But the mother wasn't frowning. She was beaming, wider than ever before. "My little Solstice." Yet the father didn't say a word. He frowned, strolled to the door, and said, "I have to go." He left, and never returned. For two years the single mom waited. By the time all hope was lost, she had lost all her happiness. Leaving her child at the door of her sisters, she ran and disappeared. Her depression chased her away from her child. Solstice, a viscet to intelligent for her own good, sat on the porch, crying. She knew exactly what happened, even at a young age.

[MotherMother]

Mark!

[Gadgetrocks]

So cute!

[Stitch~]

User: xostef202
Name(Meaning): Kalani (Sky) & Zephyr (West Wind)
Gender: Kalani - Male & Zephyr - Male
Orientation: Gay
Quote: To the people who look up at the stars and Wish,
To the stars who Listen & the Dreams that are Answered

Extra 1: Personality: (Word Count: 251)

Kalani - Kalani is not known for being an outspoken or outgoing viscet, he is better known for being quiet and reserved. Kalani is a gentle and quiet soul who is not one to talk about himself and would prefer the spot light to not be on himself. He says that he would rather someone who is more deserving to be in the spot light because they deserve it even though because of how kind and gentle that he is he should be recognized as well. Kalani sometimes needs to be pushed to put himself out there to make friends and relationships.

Zephyr - Zephyr is much more outgoing then Kalani and that can cause tension between the two of them. He is kind but can be a bit pushy when trying to get Kalani to be more social with others, as he feels that Kalani would be happier with more people in his life and possibly a significant other at some point. Zephyr is also considered to be a "social butterfly”, if you mind the pun. He loves to talks to others and be around others though is his nervous around new people because of how they will treat Kalani. Many walk over him or treat him badly because he does not speak up and say something, because of this Zephyr is very protective of Kalani and has in a way become his protector and is closest friend even though he is stuck with him since he is his tail.

Prompt: What are they most proud of?: The Beginning (Word Count: 992)

Kalani sat silently as their leader talked to the group of young tribe mates. He looked around himself at the small group beginning their process of discovering themselves. Some had already discovered themselves, their journeys and discoveries marked across their fur as markings. The marking process was something all tribe mates have to go through before becoming a full time tribe member. Kalani was hopeful like the rest on getting his markings but he did not think that he would receive them as most earn them from doing some great act. She looked at their leader who was still giving them the "Do your best" speech and looked at his markings, they resembled flames flickering throughout his entire pelt. His great act was to help out a family in need who had gotten stuck surrounded by a forest fire. Kalani sighed, he had no idea how or what he could do, he was not brave, or strong, he was not considered to be someone who had courage or was fearless, what could he possibly do.

Kalani felt a poke on his shoulder, his tale snapping him out of his thoughts. Zephyr whispered in Kalani's ear "Hey pay attention it’s almost your turn to go up and pledge that you will discover who you are and willingly share it with the tribe." Kalani shook his head and looked at Zephyr from the corner of his eye "thanks Zephyr, I still don't know how you always know when I am zoning out and not paying attention." Zephyr laughed quietly "I am attached to you so I have picked up on a few things" he said a little sarcastically.

As with the others Kalani went up and pledged himself to the tribe and to the journey of finding himself. As Kalani did not have family to celebrate this big millstone with he went to a field of flowers and milkweed to sit with his tail and talk as they usually did since Kalani did not have many friends because of how shy he is.

As the pair sat together in the field talking about the day and what they could possibly do to help Kalani earn his markings Kalani came to a realization. “Hey Zephyr isn't this field usually filled with Monarch butterflies during this time of year? I remember last year coming out here after the ceremony to find the field full of them." Zephyr thought for a moment " Yes you are right, I remember you mentioning how beautiful they looked in their large numbers and how they had covered the trees almost completely." Kalani furrowed his brow in thought “I wonder what happened to them it really is bothering me ".” I am not sure what happened to them but you need to get some sleep before we start our journey tomorrow to discover your great act for those markings of yours" Zephyr said to him. Kalani silently got up and just nodded walking back to his hut for the night.

All through the night Kalani tossed and turned, he could not stop thinking about what could possibly be happening to the butterflies. He knew it was silly to just be thinking about butterflies but he loved seeing them every season and he knew they had an importance in the world just like everything else does including himself. He sat up on his cot and sighed putting his face into is paws. Zephyr woke up and groaned “What is wrong Kalani, it is the middle of the night. Just relax and go back to sleep and stop tossing and turning everything is going to be fine. You are going to get your markings." Kalani shook his head “No that is not what I am stressing about Zephyr. I am just worried about those monarch butterflies. I don't know why but I have this feeling inside me that something is seriously not right with them and I just feel that I need to look into it. I do not know what is going on but it feels like I need to do this. I know it is not a great act that will get me my marks but I just feel like I need to do this." He looked at his tail hoping he would understand. Zephyr sighed, they had hatched together and have been for each other from the beginning. “Kalani I can feel how much this is bothering you and if this really means that much to you then I am more than willing to help you with this. You feel like you need to discover what happened to these butterflies than we will find out what happened to them. I do not care if this is going to get you your marks because you know who you are and this is it, someone who helps others even if they are not the same species as you." Kalani smiled at her tail “You always know what to say to help me feel better about myself. Ok let’s go Zephyr, I know it is night but I have a feeling that we are going to be finding out what is happening to these butterflies."

Kalani and Zephyr headed out into the night looking for signs to what had happened to the monarch butterflies. For the first few hours of walking nothing of significance was found. They had looked all over the field but had found nothing that would give them a clue until Zephyr had found a single wing of a monarch inside a footprint. Kalani looked around concerned as she paced around the footprint, the sound of her hooves clicking on some stones. "Something very wrong happened here if this is all we found of the butterflies and the ones who took them. It also looks like so far not all of them have made it since this wing was left behind. Let’s follow these prints and see what we find"

Extra 2: What Happened to them?: (Word count: 252)

The duo walked for some time when they came upon some tents in the middle of a forest surrounded by fields. They looked at each other as the light of dawn began to light up the land. Kalani looked at Zephyr "What do you think it is?" Zephyr just sat silent for a moment “I am not sure but I have a bad feeling about this". The pair slowly made their way over to the tents to discover what was inside. They got to the door of the tent and stood ram rod straight for a time listening for anyone inside. Once they were sure no one was there they slowly opened the tent flap and looked inside. Inside was filled with mesh cages that had hundreds possibly thousands of monarch butterflies inside them. Lining the tables and chairs and filling boxes to the brim were frames that had dead butterflies pinned inside them to look pretty with little tags with their species name underneath each one. Kalani gasped “Zephyr this is horrible, I do not care what you say but I am going to release every butterfly in here. This is not right and I need to do something. “Zephyr just sat in shock” I am not going to stop you, I will help you in any way I can because I agree with you 100%." Between the two of them they brought all of the mesh cages out into one of the fields. Together Kalani and Zephyr opened the cages.

Extra 3: The Pride of accomplishment and Freedom: (Word Count: 199)

Kalani watched as all of the Monarchs flew past him in a rush, stirring his fur as the thousands of wings brushed by him. He held his breath as they all flew into the sky as slowly he felt a tingle spread across his skin. He smiled to himself knowing what that meant. He had finally gained his markings, He looked down at his fur and smiled, and he was no longer a simple black color but now had the markings of a monarch butterfly. He was proud of his markings, they may not be as grand or as amazing as their leader’s flames but they showed his true heart and he felt that he had done something right and something that mattered, even if it was not a dangerous or grand act. Kalani laughed lightly with pure happiness looking at his markings and then his tail “We did it Zephyr, we actually did it." Zephyr smiled " I knew you could do it Kalani I did not doubt you at all, I am so proud that you followed your heart and now have the ability to show everyone who you are with just the markings on your fur."

By Muttgirl310

[Mint Chip]

I got a couple extension requests.
so I'm extending this to May 20th @ 5pm CST
count down timer just to make it easier

[Unleashed Squiid]

Huge, huge good luck to those entering! There are so many incredible forms. c:

good luck to you as well, Mint. This can’t be easy, ah. ;;

[fromage]

Good luck peeps!! <33