[Offended Cockatiel]

Good luck judging vuv

Username Byteme
Name Narkissos
Name Meaning Possibly derived from narkē 'sleep, numbness'
What Keeps Them Up At Night


Extras: --music, wordless
Story, personality, Pupsitter...

[KinqBoo]

I see a lot of gorgeous forms c:
Tell me if anyone needs an extra day or two for completion !

[SplashofOrangeJuice]

i could certainly use another day or two to finish up my form. c:

[Lady Sif]

This xholi reminds me of Pearl from Steven Universe ^^ Very pretty!

Thank you ! It was inspired by moonstone and sand c:
I was actually planning to do a steven universe inspired one next haha

Sign me the flip up!

[KinqBoo]

i could certainly use another day or two to finish up my form. c:

I'll have three days of extra time then c:

[~Soul~]

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Some nights I stay up
cashing in my bad luck
Some nights I call it a draw
Some nights I wish that my
lips could build a castle
Some nights I wish they'd
just fall off But I still wake
up, I still see your ghost

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Most nights I don't know anymore...

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Username: ~Soul~
Name:
Zelia
Spanish name meaning “sunshine”

Birthday:Febuary 3
Gender: Female
Fave Color: Blue
Fave Hobby: Playing Games

Themesongs:
Some Nights

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So this is it. I sold my soul for this?
Washed my hands of that for this?
I miss my mom and dad for this?

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[faraday]

Username:
faraday

Name:
Anatole
(/an-uh-tohl/)

Name Meaning:
French form of Latin Anatolius, meaning "east" and "sunrise."

What Keeps Them Up At Night:
the stars! major wip

[yoon.]

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|Jin Mama|

Name-

Carnelian

Name Meaning-

Carnelian is an ancient mineral and has been used for jewelery purposes for absoultey ages. Of course, the value of this crystal has faded and can be bought with only a few dimes in your pocket, but even so, this crystal has, like many others, a special meaning.

Carnelian can be commonly confused as Jasper, due to their similar crimson colors. But there is one difference between the two that can never be dismissed again- Jasper is opaque, while Carnelian translucent.

Opaque is sight resistant and one could say it resembles confidence and a strong heart of many shades. Translucent lets light pass through, but the things that befind themselves on the other side are distorted and not clear. It could mean insecurity, a weak perspective and a confused, unorganized mind.
You could translate a meaning for the stone through that aspect, but that all lies in our very own opinion. In Egypt, centuries ago, Carnelian was used as accessories for architects to show their high rank as a builder, while ancient warriors wrapped it around their neck for courage and physical strength.

The stone is supposed to enlighten many with courage and a bold bucket of self-love.
Carnelian originates from the Latin word; "Flesh". It may come from the appearance, being so ruby red like flesh. There are so many possibilities on how to describe this stone's historical beauty and story, so I will gradually end this meaning with a taste of my version on a mythical creature.

The Xholi's name Carnelian, has only little to do with her exterior as you might have noted. Her personality is fierce and vital- Those traits scream through her cold eyes. She doesn't question her acts- She only embraces them. Unlike others, she moves swift, but cautiously with a tremendous amount of confidence.

Her heart is steel, but ready to melt open for her special falling leaf. You think you know her, but at the end you only drift in disappointment as you realize how unclear your mind was. She kills minds with a sparkle of her sharp canines and she provokes the unwanted with growls of insanity.

She is a fiery love dream, a trustworthy friend and your worst enemy. Carnelian is definitely no lady you should lay your claws on without knowing your individual outcome.

What Keeps Her Up At Night- (Carnelian's POV)

Fear. Fear of losing your title as a living being.

I am a very well-known wolf around here, because of what I have achieved.

I don't think this popularity comes from appreciation of my interior, rather the respect I earned myself. Rather the angst of those around me.

I may have many admirers, but do they really admire what is plastered inside of my heart, or what they have seen?

I am lonely with no support, if I had to define my fear. I wouldn't be afraid of losing my dignity, if I had someone who held it together. I am the only one in charge of myself and my pain- And we weren't made to sit alone, we were made to have a partner, a friend, family.

But not everyone has such luck to even have one. Sometimes there are tradgic exceptions. Ones you would love to swirl around to the content of your mind's positivity, but that is just not possible.
We were made with our features, inside and out. It would be like tearing out an organ. It is just not possible to come back the same- Or even alive. This goes for a life trait. You can't just force someone to be loved. It is just not possible.

Hmm... Life is a hurricane. Not everyone is gifted with safety.

Even though fear is what keeps my eyes strained under the scattered star sky, I still am happy. I still love who I am and I am not scared to say so.

I may not possess gifts that grant my heart eternity, but I have my unconditional energy that explodes onto the world every morning, every sunset, every day's end.

I know how difficult it is for other to accept themselves in their minds, but what funny is that they are usually the ones with the most supporters. They have companions who tell them how beautiful and stunning they are, but I don't- And look at me. I have more confidence, while being a loner among unlimited hills.

I am a star in a galaxy, surrounded by no planet, but still, I shine brighter than the ones that are light years away. I am a bird chirping melodies in vacant areas. I am a sun who is never going to set.

I don't have luxury raveled onto me, I don't have a meal sitting before my paws every evening and I don't have the skills to let someone enter my soul. But either way, I still manage to live. Either way, I still try to excell my dreams.

Don't give up, even if your fear is swallowing you up. Don't give up, even if the sky is breaking down and falling onto you. There is always a white crow waiting for you.

[ᗰεяαкι~]

Username
DreamOfRavens

Name
Kuwanlelenta [Nickname;; Lilibeth]

Name Meaning
To make beautiful surroundings

What Keeps Them Up At Night
Lilibeth rolled around her dream becoming more terrifying...
[Lilibeth's P.O.V]
My paws are pushing me off the ground I run as fast as I can looking around only to see the other me catching up. I tripper suddenly the ground is gone, I'm falling into a volcanoe and when I hit the burning molten rock. I seem to be now in front of my pack. "You Kuwanlelenta have been charged of theft, disloyalty and murder what do you have to say for yourself?" "I didn't do any of that!" I exclaimed I'm being dragged away by other Xholi to a pit filled with snakes I'm thrown in and suddenly I'm being brought out if the Healer's Den. No sibling beside me I see my parents who hold me in their living arms. I see my whole pup year then once I became a yearling they left me. I fell into another hole of nothing seeing them with two pups now smiling and when they became yearlings a they stuck with them. I woke up all wet and sticky in sweat. "It's ok Lilibeth, it was only a dream, most of that never happened" I began to comfort myself but seemed to be failing miserably.

"Hey girl open your walls,
We'll be a perfect family..." I continued to sing DOLLHOUSE while thinking back to my parents. A wave of sadness, anger and pain washed over my a tears fell from my eyes. Is it that hard to be normal?

[MissDipp]

MissDipp


Aglaia


Female

Means "splendor, beauty" in Greek. In Greek mythology Aglaia was one of the three Graces or Χαριτες (Charities).
This name was also borne by a 4th-century saint from Rome.




Sweet, caring and kind. Aglaia would always put someone first before herself. She's all about making sure everyone is alright. She'd prefer to sleep out in the cold and giver up her bed before letting someone else freeze. She's very protective of her pups that she takes care of. If she ever became a mother she'd have a hard time ever letting them go.





Aglaia at the time was only a small pup. She was never anything other then happy.Very adventurous, wanting nothing other then to be a scout. When she grew to an older age. Her best friend, even though from a different pack was a year or two older then her. Solis. He was already in training and heading out to scout. Aglaia was terrified of being left behind. A silly fear she knows now, but at that time in her life it seemed nightmare like. Only if she knew what her real nightmares would become.

It was a week before her pack job would be chosen. Aglaia was overly nervous and still set on joining her friend on the field in scouting. In her eyes there was only a week between now and when she would out there. So there was no harm in joining Solis during his scouting missions. Without telling him first, planning it as a surprise visit. High hopes that he would give her pointers about the life. After running around for hours, searching at first nonchalantly for Solis. After the first hour of seeing not sign of him she began to frantically search. The sun was going down, the weather was cooling. Her paw where beginning to sting like she'd stepped on a patch of thorns. The worst part of it all, she was lost. No idea where she had gone, the trees where different, all the new smells confused her. Nothing about it was familiar.

That alone was enough to scare any young pup, although it wasn't the worst thing that would happen to her that night.

About to give in and sleep, take the pathetic way out and simply hope that someone finds her rather then having to walk any farther. Aglaia had nested herself again the base of a rather large oak tree. Curling into a small ball attempting to conserve her warmth for the night. It wasn't the most comfortable place but it would do.

The noises started within 30 minutes of her dozing off. She figured it was her imagination until she heard the ungodly scream. It pierced her ears, echoed in her mind even when the second one sounded. A mixture of fear, worry, and burden was weighing her down long before she could even spring from the base of the tree. She was racing towards the sounds. What is something was hurt? She wouldn't be able to live with herself if she simply ignored it. Within minutes of taking off Aglaia was upon a horrendous scene. A young doe hardly old enough to be alone sat slumped against a boulder. The back of it's rear missing, slash marks and gore covering the young animal. It wasn't like anything she had ever seen before. The wound on the doe looked like a wild dog had taken a bite out of the other animal. She knew hunting was a normal thing for all packs. But what would leave such a gruesome display. What animal could leave a living being in such an agonizing state. Aglaia was hardy five feet away from the doe, the thought of trying to help it in some way came to mind.

Everything happened so fast. First the stench of rot and mud hit her nose. The smell strong enough to cause her to gag. Then a ominous growl sounded from her left, the bushes rustling. Something large was within. Probably what had left the doe to die. Her limbs had froze but her heart was pounding, whatever it was could probably smell her fear. If another second had passed she probably would have been in the same fate as the doe. Her luck had kicked in, a stinging feeling pulsed over her neck. Her paws left the ground and trees where soaring by her. Still frozen in fear it didn't hit her until his smell filled her nose. Solis had saved her. Lifted her out of the mess and was dragging her away.

That night he dropped her off at her home, leaving her without a word. They'd never speak of this again during her life time. But every night from then on she'd wake in a cold sweat. A nightmare truly, high pitched screams, deep growls, and rotten smalls filled her dreams whenever she tried to sleep. The mere thought of reliving that night keeps her up.

When her week was up he gladly took up the job of pup sitting. Keeping young pups out of danger. Hoping to keep them from having a traumatic experienced like herself.

(Please excuse the messy coding. This is my second time trying to make a form pretty!!)