[-s-i-n-]

username cincil.
name kata
gender female
prompt due to being too shy, kata prefers to spread love by flying her drone. she attaches a basket to the drone and flies it to random people. she does this most often in the park because of how many people come and sit alone. she feels bad for them and sends them flowers with little notes on the side. sometimes she packs food into it, too -- home made biscuits, cookies, brownies, you name it.

[SandSpider]

username; SmolLilTrashcan
name; Blossom
gender; Male
prompt; Blossom peeked his head through the door of the elderly home into the small room, “Hello Mrs. Peradah! I’ve brought you a present!” The elderly woman smiled brightly at the sight of him. “Why thank you young man!” She said happily, barely ever getting company. He pulled out a small potted flower from behind him, “I brought you this plant to help brighten up your room and give you a something to do in this lonely old place.” She smiled and took it in her hands, placing it gently on the bedside table. They sat and spoke for a long while, sharing stories and adventures before he slipped out of the room. One of the janitors saw him and laughed, “your back here again? Doesn’t this ever get tiring?” Blossom just shook his head, this wasn’t something others understood without seeing it firsthand. He went on to multiple other rooms gifting excited elders their new flowers. As he walked out he smiled as he saw all the flowers dotting the once so dull windows, no, he would never get tired of this.

[AshenStardust]

username; AshenStardust
name; Shi'lo
gender; Male
prompt;
Shi'lo loved his grandmother very much. She was the reason why he fell in love with plants, especially flowers. His grandmother was a florist, and chose to breed, grow, and sell her flowers all on her own. As a young child Shi spent a lot of time with his grandmother. They would walk the cobbled streets of his small hometown and pass out flowers and earn smiles and soft thank-yous. His grandmother had a great understanding of flower language, and she knew everyone in her small town. In the warm spring and summer months she would walk through town with a basket of flowers and offer up a flower or two to anyone she met. All the while she would tell Shi about how to take care of flowers, and what each flower meant, and how to tell what flower a person might need to receive. Shi'lo had wondered if everyone could understand the meanings the flowers held. No, not everyone could - his grandmother had told him. Then how did they know they needed the flower, he had asked. They don't know they need the flower until the flower is given, his grandmother had explained.

After his grandmother had passed away Shi had kept up the little tradition of giving flowers away in the warm spring and summer months. The whole town had loved his grandmother, and continuing her rounds of giving away a seemingly random assortment of flowers earned him smiles and soft thank-yous, and fond thoughts of a time not lost but different.

[OriGalaxii]

username;
name; Rosanna
gender; Genderfluud
prompt; WIP

•Orphan, raised herself near a flower field.

[carotid]

username; carotid
name; eloise - prefers isa
gender; trans girl [she/her]
prompt; wip <3

[NaCl]

username; NaCl
name; Zoi (life in Greek)
gender; male
prompt; "Once a year Zoi, the god of life, descends from the heavens, in his paws are special flowers that have been specially picked from the paradise of life" Ashanti began, looking down at a young kit named Zoria. "what's the paradise of life?" Zoria asked, her ears perking up. "The paradise of life is a garden grown by Zoi, animals we may never see live there in the garden with him. All year round Zoi is growing these special flowers so he can give his blessings once a year. He hand picks these flowers and descends from the heavens holding them. Those who are given a flower from Zoi must take good care of it to ensure the blessing holds up, the flower must be kept in a vase where at least once a day it will be seen by everyone in the house. If someone in the house is sick the flower will be put into their room, allowing everyone to see it but also allow for the blessing to come into effect. The flower is able to cure all diseases, and will take into effect when the sick kalon is exposed to it for 24 hours." Ashanti stopped to look at Zoria who was beaming. "that's so cool!"

Zoi clutched the flowers tightly in his paws, floating down from where he and the rest of the gods stayed above the clouds. He began to wander to villages, giving large families a flower and telling them how to uphold his blessing. This day was his favourite day of the year when all the flowers were in bloom and the world was painted with his creations.
His last stop made him nervous though, it was a town that had been destroyed years ago and was recently rebuilt. He gave his blessings out there, smiling at every family he gave them to yet he stopped in front of an old house right behind the old oak tree in the center of the town. his grip tightened on the final flower, knocking on the door and seeing an old familiar face greet him. "Victor, it's nice to see you again," Zoi said softly, offering the flower to him. "You know what to do with this, and be safe. I've come to right the wrongs I have caused" he added as the light kalon took the flower and looked up with faded blue eyes. "why are you doing this?" Victor asked, his voice hoarse with age. "Because then I had never truly felt love, I have never known what it is like to be loved. I understand now, and I'm sorry" he looked down and Victor smiled, placing a paw on his shoulder. "I forgave you long ago, Zoi. Thank you. I'm glad to see you have come to redeem yourself" the light-coloured kalon stepped forward and hugged Zoi, who smiled. "Thank you for forgiving me"
Victor held the Purple Hyacinth in his paw and smiled as he placed it into a vase on his nightstand.
A purple hyacinth is an emblem of forgiveness and means "I am sorry," "Please forgive me" and "Sorrow." To tell someone that you are sorrowful over an event and wish for them to forgive you.

[mikey]

username; sketchiimutt
name; myrtle
gender; female
prompt;
Living pretty much across the road from the graveyard seems pretty depressing, and at times it can bring Myrtle to tears seeing others grieve over their losses. However, she often tries to 'lighten' the mood by giving out flowers to those who are visiting the graveyard. And for those individuals that don't have anyone that visits them she lays down flowers in respect for them.

She has beautiful flowers that cover almost every square of her garden, with a small sign out the front that reads 'take some for your loved ones <3' since not everyone brought some along. If she notices it's just one person visiting she has a habit of bringing them in for tea, overall she's just a sweetheart who want's people to be happy. And maybe, just maybe giving out these flowers might help some kalons feel even a little bit better.

[Lumi_Turtle]

A quick res
username; -Kazan-
name; Kal
gender; Male
prompt; (poem)
There was a young kid called Kal,
He wanted to be everyone’s pal,
So he gave out a rose and irises
hoping that a friend could be his.
He never got a friend
But he, at least, was happy in the end.

[Lilitha.]

username;Lilitha.
name; Madeline
gender; Female
prompt; The sun beats down on Madeline as she runs up behind the lady, and her upset child. She hands the little girl a beautiful flower and pats her on the head. The child takes the flower kindly and smiles as Madeline wipes away the young one's tears. "Don't shed a tear, may this flower bring you to peace!" Madeline says softly to the little girl. The little girl snakes her arms around Madeline's back, the two embrace. The little girl now walks away with her mother, smiling and looking back at Madeline as she walked away. Madeline then proceeds to make her way down town, even more flowers in hand to bring peace to those upset.

[rain,]

username; rain,
name; Dahlia
gender; Female
prompt;

Dahlia was picking flowers for her small flower shop back in the town an hour away, when she heard a strange noise...sorrow. As she entered the dense forest in search of the sound, she comes across a kalon crying out in despair. "Excuse me miss. What seems to be the trouble?" She politely asks, putting down her neatly crafted basket now full of a lovely assortment of fresh wildflowers. As she listened away to the kalon's troubles, she simply smiled. "Here, take some flowers. I give them to those in need of some light to brighten up their day." She says kindly, as the kalon smiles. "After all. Sometimes kindness is enough."