[Cactologist]

Username: Cactologist
Name: Annalise
Gender: Heifer
Prompt: "My strength grows weak... my light fades. Oh, moon, is this my end?"
Sing to me, and I will give you life...
"But I am old and gray, I surely can't live much longer. What will become of me?"
I am eternal, and so shall you be. You will be one with me...
"But... what will become of me?"
Trust me...
"I fear I have few breaths remaining, but I will. May my final words be a song for you, dear friend. Goodbye..."
But, alas, Anna always found another breath in her lungs, and she felt stronger with every note. By the song's end, she felt young again, reinvigorated. Now, Annalise sings to the moon every night of the full moon, and her spirit is renewed. While her friends pass into the next life, the moon keeps her alive. She doesn't know what the future has for her or when her time may come, but she doesn't see reason to waste this miracle given to her, so she sings.

[♔Voltaire♔]

Username: ♔Voltaire♔
Name: Emery
Gender: Heifer
Prompt: Emery sings to the moon almost every night, despite the curious looks those around her send her way. There's nothing truly special about it- no secret legend or massively important reason- she just does! It's been a habit for her for quite some time, ever since she was a calf. When auditioning for school plays she'd run outside and sing the rehearsed lines under the moon until scolded by the neighbors- she'd sing to the moon when she was upset or feeling extra happy. Singing to the moon has become a security blanket of sorts, and she enjoys watching as it rises every night! On days where she could still see the moon in broad daylight she would immediately bust out in song no matter where she was, embarrassing her parents and making those passing by stare incredulously. Much to her parent's relief, she has since grown out of such habits, however singing to the moon in the dead of the night is one they truly cannot ever break.

[Northstar.]

Username: Northstar.
Name: Tillie
Gender: Heifer
Prompt:

The notes rise and fall with crystal clarity - an old song that echoes in the bones.  It is passed down from mother to daughter.  Wordless and ancient, the song is as old as time and as precious as air.

The moon hangs above, a small grin in the velvet sky. The song rises, crests like a wave on the shore. The lyrics are magic, the notes weaving in and out like silver threads.

It is not the moonlight she sings for, or the night or the stars. The song is for the dark, the quiet -the places light won't touch. There are things in the dark that even death fears... nightmares in the flesh.

She sings a song of protection from the things that grow in the dark of the moon... and she sharpens her sword.

The hunt is nigh.

[chromatic.]

Congrats on Pluto!

Username: Andromeda
Name: Pluto
Gender: Heifer
Prompt: She sings to the moon to guide the spirits to the heavens. They sometimes get lost in the dark but she aims her voice to the reflective orb and they follow the notes upward and onward.

[Andromeda]

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