[Sheer]

Username:
Sheer
Name:
Tārā - Meaning Star in Hindi
Gender:
Female
Design a scarf:

I apologize, it's honestly less of a scarf and more of a hijab. v///v
How they come to own the scarf:
Hearing the sound of footsteps drawing closer to, Tārā held her legs closer to her. She heard a voice but she couldn't understand what they were saying so she didn't respond. Suddenly everything got brighter as a small lantern was lit. She could see an older female. Tārā still didn't budge, though she couldn't tell if it was fear or if she was literally so cold she couldn't move. The older female approached her slowly, the entire time talking to her in what seemed to be a soft very soothing tone, but she was entirely unable to tell what she was saying. When she got close enough the female plumie draped something over Tārā's. All she could remember was how warm it felt. Picking Tārā up the Plumie carried her into her home and sat her down on a very cozy blanket.

The woman left and returned with a small loaf of bread and a glass of warm milk. Rather reluctantly Tārā began to eat what the woman had brought her. A little time had passed and Tārā had warmed up quite a bit. The older plumie seemed to be asking her to follow. So taking what was left of her warm milk and the scarf she was draped in she followed her and it turned out she had made a nice warm bath for her. The woman helped Tārā get untangled and helped her into the bath. "Don't worry little one, tomorrow I'll take you to see some very nice plumies and we'll see if we can't get you back home. Hmm, until then I think I'll just call you Tārā, I hope that's okay." Tārā however understood none of what the plumie said to her.

After smelling a delicious breakfast Tārā couldn't help but quickly awaken. She fumbled over the scarf as she tried to walk toward the smell. The woman walked over and help her get untangled. As she stood by Tārā she gave a soft "Hmm, here I think this might work a little better for you." She gently wrapped the scarf all around her neck and head in the proper way. Walking together to get breakfast the woman said. "If you want to you can hold onto that." Tārā looked up to the woman then down to her scarf silently, it still felt just as warm as it had when she given it to her.

I also used my first extra to make the story 400 words. I hope that okay. ;; Techinally the story was originally 897 words because I got carried away..^^" If anyone would like to read the unedited version. (Which of course explains how she got there and what not a lot better.) then please feel free to pm me~
Extra 2 - Art:
So I was going to do two written extras, but I doodled this while designing the scarf and I just had to use the cute little thing. ;;
The one on the right just has a bit of snow and frost breath~

[Berkshire]

What a gorgeous plumie, too bad the contest is so short. It's finals week so I won't have time to try. Good luck to all!

[goneleft]

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Name:
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How they come to own the scarf: [[max 200 words]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]

[~Arrow~]

Mark

[abel.]

e x t r a : 1. . . . . . e x t r a : 2

　　　　Male / He-Him

When it rests on the hook or upon my chest before I step outside, the fabric is soft. Small, knitted snowflake after snowflake in an never ending pattern. Not just a single row, but many, a web of hundreds of small snowflakes. It isn't an ordinary scarf, it is not solid fabric, I am wearing winter's white raindrops that have been pulled together by yarn. There are no ends on this pure white scarf, it merely loops around my neck. Yet when I step out into winter air the expanse of yarn turns to crystal, the glistening snowflakes returning to their natural state, never melting yet never feeling cold on my neck, I suppose that might be her doing.

I was five at the time, it was Christmas Eve, and little me found my parents placing the presents under the tree instead of Santa. I had grabbed my snow boots and coat from the closet and slipped out of my window, still in my pajamas. I was a distraught, little kid. I felt betrayed. I marched through the snow in my backyard, heading to my playhouse. Perched up in the wooden fort, I thought about how I was going to confront my parents, ask them why they lied to me all these years, when she showed up. “What are you simmering about dearie?” I heard her chirp over my shoulder. A small old woman, dressed in soft blue robes smiled at me as she sat on the railing. “S-santa isn’t real” I managed with a pout. “Oh come now, you aren’t going to let that ruin your spirit, are you?” her smile was gentle, she patted my cheek and asked for me to close my eyes. Obeying, I waited, until she murmured “Never let your spirit fade, and neither will this.” I opened my eyes to find her gone, and the scarf around my neck.

[Shadowhunter,]

Username: Shadowhunter,
Name: Wynterfell "Wynn"
Gender: Male
Design a scarf (written or drawn): [[max 200 words]] pic comin in a sec owo
How they come to own the scarf: [[max 200 words]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]

Oh dear o.o Much love <3

[peppermintleo]

Username: PureCrazy
Name: Noir
Gender: Male
Design a scarf (written or drawn): [[max 200 words]]
How they come to own the scarf: [[max 200 words]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]

Omg/// wip ;u;

[Dreamlord]

Username:
Name: Cannilope
Gender: Male
Design a scarf (written or drawn):

{ i hope image is fine }
How they come to own the scarf: [[max 200 words]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]

reserve

[bullie]

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Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]
Extra: [[can be whatever, writing or art idk]] [[ONE ONLY]]

[Manakete]

gif credit: link
Username:
Manakete

Name:
Minas-Tirith, nicknamed Tirith. Tirith's name comes from the Lord of the Rings series by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Minas-Tirith is the capital city of Gondor and the home of the White Tree of Gondor, which Tirith's leg markings reminded me of.

Gender:
Male

Design a scarf:

Tirith's scarf has a glowing white tree with a blue eye in the center of the trunk on one end, a glowing white arrow on the other end, and a white 'moon and water' symbol in the center. The blue fabric is royal blue and the white designs are snow white.
('moon and water' symbol reference: here)

How they come to own the scarf:
Tirith acquired this scarf last Christmas from his best friend, Connie. She made it for him herself. He's not quite sure how she made it, as the design only looks how it should when the scarf is worn a certain way, kind of like those optical illusions you have to look at from a certain angle.
He loves this scarf very much, as it was a custom gift and it has a beautiful design, but it somehow hasn't frayed much despite how often he wears it.

Extra:
Shakespearean (English) Sonnet

Scarf
When the cold wind bites at my darkened fur
I steel myself against the icy sting,
But never do I feel a slight shiver,
For I know this scarf is a magic thing.

Created with love by my dear Connie,
Affection permeating every stitch.
I feel its warmth and I know I can see
When I wear this dear scarf I am bewitched.

A glowing arrow paints this scarf's one side,
A luminescent tree on the other.
The tree sees all with its single blue eye.
But it cannot see its turquoise mother.

This scarf warms me all the way to my heart.
My scarf and I shall never be apart.

Extra:
The accumulated snow is better seen on a darker background :P The image is transparent, so you can click and drag it.