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[BlazzingWolf]

YES
This girl has always been a dream of mine <3
Glad I have another chance at winning her again

My form;


Username:
Hello there!
My name is BlazzingWolf
But I often go by just Blazzing
Feel free to call me whatever you please =)


Name:
I decided to keep the name, it's simply gorgeous
Tasia Alexis
Or to anyone close to her;
Sia

Gender:
She identifies herself as a Female

Why are you the best person to own her?:
This is difficult to say, anyone can say they are the best, but I can and will prove it. You can check up on me at any time and I guarantee that I will have something new to show you.
I truly do believe that my ideas are unique and fairly interesting. I am active on the site and love to roleplay and develop my characters that way. It's a fun and interactive way to do so. I love to get my characters big fantastic pieces of art that I normally pay around $15+ for. My characters are my world and I would still love to own this gorgeous girl. As soon as I first saw her, I knew I just had to have the pleasure of owning her. I talk about and draw/sketch my characters all the time. I even dream about them Im that in love with them. I also recently found this great plushie maker online. I'm already getting one plushie of one of my other closed species. I'd love to get one of this girl too! I always wish that my characters were real, and this way, she really could be! Sorry, getting a bit caught up in the fantasy here xP
I've been in the community for almost a year now and I have never once not done something around Kia's. As in, I've roleplayed or drawn/got art or developed or spoke about kia's or any of my characters everyday. So here I am making you a continuous 365/366 day a year promise, that I will never let her go inactive/unused.
I would love her forever and never ever trade her. I've loved her from the day I saw her and I haven't stopped yet. I see no reason for me to ever stop loving her so I never will.
I have waited a long time to gain a character that fits so perfectly to this idea that I have. And here she is, for for adoption again. The perfect candidate for my novel/series idea.
Winning her will just mean the world to me <3

Art:
I didn't focus too much on the art, I hope that's okay >,<

Extra:
I co-own Alecia with somebody, I could see if you wanted to co-own her with us?

I plan to write various stories about her and her journey. Or maybe a novel? Or a series of short stories? Depends on how much I end up writing
I guess her background/prologue

"Tasia was 16 when her mother died in an accident. She had no father to look after her as he had skipped out on them when the family went through a rough time a few years back. Tasia thought she knew her darling mother well. She was packing up all their belongings as eviction day was coming up. There was no way Tasia could afford to keep up the rent by herself. As she got to the bottom of one of her mothers draws, she discovered an envelope. On it wrote, 'My dearest Tasia' in her mothers handwriting that she saved only for Christmas letters and special occasions. Just the sight of the letter brought Tasia to tears. But she knew she had to open it. Upon opening it, a key fell out; with a delicate little piece of lace tied around it. Sparks flew through her mind wondering what it could be for. Unfolding the letter in side the envelope, something else fell out; a photo. The photo was off a magnificent tree. However when Tasia looked closely she could see that, around the trunk of the tree was another key bound to the tree with a lock. Tasia's curious mind went into over drive. She had to read that letter and now. As she began to read the letter she imagined her mothers voice.

'My dearest Tasia,

There are many things I never told you about the life I had before you can into this world. I always told you that you were the thing I had always been most exited for. Well this is the second; the day you'd open this letter. I know that by you opening this letter probably means that I have passed, but don't be saddened by this for too long. You know I'll always be right there with you. Before I met your father and had you, I used to travel quite a bit. Some things I saw on my journeys were not always so glamorous. I've seen the dark side of this world, but I've also seen the light. This is something I want to share with you. For you to experience what this world could really be like for yourself. In a number of different locations, I have left a different key that opens only a certain lock. That key should be held in place with a lock. There will be a clue with each lock and key as to where the next will be. It is up to you to if you wish to explore my journeys. Just know that I did this for you. If you run into any problems, I know you'll think your way through them. And remember, not every place will be sun shine and rainbows. Be careful out there. Keep in mind that, it's not about the destination, it's aight the journey. Now, it's time for yours to begin. Turn the photo over.

With all my love forever,
Mum xoxo

Tears streamed down Tasia's face as she turned the photo over revealing the location of the first lock and key."

[finoodle]

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Username: finny.
Name: Alexia
Gender: Female
Why are you the best person to own her?: I am the best person to own her because I will never let her get inactive. I am on CS 8-14 hours a day 7 days a week. Some days I am gone, or busy, but, when I am I know I will have a sketch pad and will be drawing her. I have a lot of artist friends who I will convince and pay to have art done of her. She will always have at at least one art piece or rp going on, or completing. I know, that she will be good friends with my co-owned kiaInaria and I will have art to do of those two as well. I am your best bet because, I will never let go, if I ever leave CS she is coming with me. If I ever become disconnected my friends will take care of her. She will always have a home and family with me.
Extra:

[Eternal.]

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Ａ ＬＡＲＫ ＯＦ ＡＮＯＴＨＥＲ ＳＯＲＴ

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Username;; Eternal.
Name;; Liesl Fallon Bishop, better known
as Liesl. Her first name meaning
'of god', shows her humble,
simple personality, and her
middle name meaning 'leader',
represents her strong, resilient
side that rarely shines through.
Gender;; Female
While you read, feel free to listen to this playlist for effect.
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As a long-time member of the Kiamara community, I can assure you she will be cared for. I do own three Kias already- Imber, Jace, and Eleni, and it would be the greatest honor imaginable to welcome Liesl into the family. As a character, I have never connected more with a character's story and personality, and bringing this connection to life through my form has been an adventure in the least. I would give her all of the attention she deserves, ranging from a full-length story for her, to even things as minute as answering a question or two in the fanclub. Liesl and I share common threads, intertwining together into a greater connection, which I believe is the highest that can be said of a character. As her owner, I would try my best to do her justice in all forms of art- Drawing, poetry, writing, you name it. I would RP her as often as I could to continue to develop this amazing girl. Finally, and what I believe to be the most important, is that my connection to her will not fade. Even after she is no longer new to me, I will cherish her just as much as I did. Even after the shock of winning wears off, I would still love her just as much as I did seeing this girl, and thinking up the character of Liesl.

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By Me | By Me
By Katherine1200



A short story as told by the wind...


I have made my way through her home on more than one occasion. I have called her name, in splendor, in sorrow, in anger. I have called her name, though it tastes foreign to me and the syllables are uncharted territory. I have called her name.
She has not responded.
I have never mused the idea that she is simply ignoring me, how can one ignore the wind?
She may have her reasons for not speaking, but if she does, they are unknown to me.
I have seen her life.
I have nurtured her.
Inspired her.
Spited her.
I have called her name.
Liesl.
Liesl.
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On the day that she was born, I was rampant in the trees, cycloning golden leaves, tawny feathers, and bright grass into the swirling fall air. The chaotic atmosphere of September doesn't seem to suit the child that Liesl would grow into, the voice of the autumn much louder than her own.
For she would cry out once in the newness of childhood, and that cry would be her last noise.
This silent child and I have always been good friends. She frequently takes refuge with me underneath the willow tree in the southmost corner of the wood, a weeping, whispering tree, teeming with life.
The squirrels.
The insects.
And of course, the birds.
Liesl has always loved the birds. I blow their feathers to her, and she watches them.
Swirling, swirling, ever on. Beauty in chaos, an omen of unpredictability.
I shall whisper to you the stories of Liesl, but, dear reader, you must be silent enough to hear the musings of the wind.
You may be suprised at what you hear.
So listen to the symphony of the wind for a score or two, as I sing you the tale of Liesl Fallon, a Lark of Another Sort.


The rain hit Liesl sideways in the dark air of spring. The breath of day was fresh on the dawn, illuminating the thin rainfall.
Once more, she traveled south to the willow, which had only recently regrown it's branches. Liesl tied a few of it's gentle tendrils into a crown and placed it onto her head, a twisted thing of dying beauty.
Though she had reached eleven years of age, her first words were still resting in her lungs, afraid of meeting the outside air.
Her thoughts were simply enough for her.
As a bluejay took off from the gnarled branches, a feather lodged free and fell.
Swirling, swirling, ever on, it fell.
She took it in her mouth and placed it close to the willow tree. Carefully, she strung the feather to a branch of the willow.
I blew my way through those branches, a tranquil gust in the rain, heaving the feather in it's place on the tree. It felt foreign and unnatural, yet I kept it in it's place.
This silent girl was capable of more than she let on.
Day by day, one by one, Liesl strung feathers to the great willow tree, each marking a day.
A breeze.
A bird.
A memory.
At the center of the tree, in the same spot, stood the bluejay's black and blue feather, tipped with white. It graced the tree like an old garment worn too long, though it held true, a steady friend to this old tree, and this young girl.
To think, this timeless cornerstone was simply an accident, a piece broken off from a larger fragment of life.
In that case, it has become the most beautiful accident to happen to the Silent Girl.


A tranquil hush swept the forest, leaving even the ample wildlife to sway along to the melody of silence. Liesl sat against the knotted trunk of the willow, surrounded by journals and sketches, all observations about the birds that surround her. The willow bore feathers in several ardent hues, bearing tribute to the girl sitting beneath them.
That girl was sixteen on this day, becoming less of a "girl" each day.
Slowly, steadily, forever on, I called her name.
I called her name like I always have.
She still has not responded.
I called louder, sharper, growing desperate, swinging the branches of the willow heavily in my bellows. The slender threads holding the feathers began to fray, launching a scattering of feathers into my breath. Liesl sprang from her place under the tree to chase them, tempestuous and fiery, spiteful at the whirlwind.
She leaped, barely grasping a single black and white feather in her teeth, while the other few were blown into the horizon like a sprinkling of dandelion fuzz. The fractured thread tied to its base was much too short to return to the branch where it once resided, and it's edges were frayed and fractured.
Still, Liesl refused to relinquish it to me.
She tied it's destroyed form around her wrist, and fastened it securely so it could never fall prey to a stray gust again.
Liesl admired it on her paw, and how it moved about in what remained of my rage.
It swayed ever so slightly, serving as a reminder to the Silent Girl.
To preserve what she loves.
To never underestimate the wind.
To always look to the skies, for the answer can always be found on the wings of the birds.
And I held her in my arms, swaying that feather ever so gently.
Swirling, swirling, ever on.
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I run my course through the willow branches once more, the misty air of spring heavy with thick dew. I am rampant today, a tumultuous riptide of air. Liesl sits beneath the tree as always, and I make my way through the tangled branches of her hair, swirling, swirling, ever on.
She is there through the storm, stringing herself yet another crown of willow.
She is there through the storm, tying a soaked feather to the lashing tendrils of the tree.
She is there through the storm, desperately trying to escape.
I will aid in her escape.
Liesl and I are old friends, kindred souls, though I, the wind, am not known for my friendliness.
It would be stupid to associate me with friendliness, it truly would.
I am a monster.
I ravage homes, trample spring flowers, destroy what is beautiful. She has always thought otherwise, and she has thus become my only friend.
I know her life. I have watched it play out before me. I have held her when no others would.
I have called her name.
I know that she will never respond.
You have heard her story, though it shall swirl forever on, and I believe that along the way, you have heard mine as well.
So, dear reader, I part now, though if you are to wander on a spring day, listen closely, for you may hear my voice calling, swirling, ever on.

ｌｅｔ'ｓ ｓｅｅ ｈｏｗ ｔｈｉｓ ｓｏｕｌ ｆａｒｅｓ

[gecko]

I wish I had seen and entered for her before, she is gorgeous oh my <3 Watching how the contest goes. <: If you need a guest judge at the end, shoot me a pm!

[Miavinn]

missed the first time around and now the second >//v//<
good luck to the competitors.

[izauura]

Reserved!

Username: Sasariously
Name:Cecania Fux
Gender: Female
Why are you the best person to own her?:
Art:
Extra: Personality wip

wip

[enomoto]

Oh man i'm in tears this kia is amazing.

Marking to see the winner!
I can't enter //D

[get scared]

Username: Hoshikuzu
Name:
Gender: Female
Why are you the best person to own her?:
Art:
Extra:

WIP wip wip omg

[epimetheus]

aw dang it seems i can't try.
watching this, she's gorgeous ;;; v ;;;