Username:
S.B. Chase
Name:
Kendra
A real life, but generally uncommon (atleast where I come from) name <3
Art/Story:
“Hello? Who are you?”
“Oh, hi! My name is Kendra.”
“What are you…?”
“Why, I’m a Kiamara silly!”
“What are you doing there?”
“Oh, I’m just painting. I’m painting the landscape out in front of us; I haven’t colored in the sky because I’m waiting for the sunset to finish. I can tell you about myself while we wait for it, if you would like. You seem to be a little lost.”
“Sure.”
“Well, as I said before, my name is Kendra. I live out here on the island. Oh, wait! I know what you’re going to ask! The island doesn’t really have a name, but if you try the north side, you’ll find a way to get back to the mainland.”
“Are you all on your own?”
“Kind of, yeah. I don’t own the island or anything, but no one else lives out here. It’s more of a vacation spot. This place fits me perfectly, because every day is a vacation!”
“So, I’m guessing you’re an artist?”
“Yes. Hey, come with me, I’ll show you some of my paintings. Honestly, I only have one that I’ve kept to myself. I can tell you the story of how I painted in along the way!”
“Ok…”
“So, one day I decided I wanted to try painting something new; the Catalina Macaw. We aren’t in Catalina, but I’ve seen that macaw around the island time and time again. So, I traveled through the trees, trying to find him. I knew he liked to hang out by the hot springs, so I decided to go there. I hadn’t realized I was trampling through the bushes until I heard the twitter of the Catalina Macaw, and watched it flutter away from the hot springs. I ran through the trees after it, making sure to be quiet. I let it get ahead of me when I saw it fly ahead onto a lone palm tree by the shore. I splayed out on my stomach and started sketching on my canvas, and then started coloring the back ground. I looked back at my heels, bothered by a tickle, and I screamed because there was a tarantula! I nudged it off my leg with my tail, but the Macaw was flying off again. I had to chase after it again! I had to just pack everything up in a jumble before I chased after him again. I then stopped in that clearing up on the mountain top back there. He was sitting in a tree there. He was looking straight at me, but held still for me to paint him. My mane was a tangled mess, I had mud and twigs in my fur, but I had finished it!”
*opens door*
“Squawk! Kendra the Kiamara! Squawk!”
“What was that!”
“Oh, that’s the Catalina Macaw. He’s my friend now. I call him Occultis Meis Mirum- or Mirum for short.”
“What’s that language?”
“Not sure. I think its ‘Latin’.”
“What’s it mean?”
“My Secret Wonder.”
(That limit killed me. I ended with 496 words. Cut it pretty close! I really wish I could re-write that, because it sounds like Kendra just couldn't shut up, :3, but I wanted to get all the details I had down. I imagined Kendra as pretty talkative too...so it works out I guess. I was going for she met someone, most likely a human but can be interpreted as anything, and she just had a chat with them. Mirum's name is Latin, but I didn't know whether Kiamaras know what that is, so I just mentioned it and put quotations to have it so Kendra doesn't really know what it is. I want to add extras SOO BADDD, but I won't. :] This isn't meant to be extra. I just wanted to explain the story...and like Kendra, I couldn't stop talking :p I'll add a links to art below!)
Lots of thanks to Jenna for gifting these to me!
Made by me!
Also made by me :3
Finally I made a headshot
^^ Made by Pikachu Von Schweetz
Another one by me
I actually got brave and did a fullbody! Or atleast an attempt :3
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S.B. Chase
Name:
Kendra
A real life, but generally uncommon (atleast where I come from) name <3
Art/Story:
“Hello? Who are you?”
“Oh, hi! My name is Kendra.”
“What are you…?”
“Why, I’m a Kiamara silly!”
“What are you doing there?”
“Oh, I’m just painting. I’m painting the landscape out in front of us; I haven’t colored in the sky because I’m waiting for the sunset to finish. I can tell you about myself while we wait for it, if you would like. You seem to be a little lost.”
“Sure.”
“Well, as I said before, my name is Kendra. I live out here on the island. Oh, wait! I know what you’re going to ask! The island doesn’t really have a name, but if you try the north side, you’ll find a way to get back to the mainland.”
“Are you all on your own?”
“Kind of, yeah. I don’t own the island or anything, but no one else lives out here. It’s more of a vacation spot. This place fits me perfectly, because every day is a vacation!”
“So, I’m guessing you’re an artist?”
“Yes. Hey, come with me, I’ll show you some of my paintings. Honestly, I only have one that I’ve kept to myself. I can tell you the story of how I painted in along the way!”
“Ok…”
“So, one day I decided I wanted to try painting something new; the Catalina Macaw. We aren’t in Catalina, but I’ve seen that macaw around the island time and time again. So, I traveled through the trees, trying to find him. I knew he liked to hang out by the hot springs, so I decided to go there. I hadn’t realized I was trampling through the bushes until I heard the twitter of the Catalina Macaw, and watched it flutter away from the hot springs. I ran through the trees after it, making sure to be quiet. I let it get ahead of me when I saw it fly ahead onto a lone palm tree by the shore. I splayed out on my stomach and started sketching on my canvas, and then started coloring the back ground. I looked back at my heels, bothered by a tickle, and I screamed because there was a tarantula! I nudged it off my leg with my tail, but the Macaw was flying off again. I had to chase after it again! I had to just pack everything up in a jumble before I chased after him again. I then stopped in that clearing up on the mountain top back there. He was sitting in a tree there. He was looking straight at me, but held still for me to paint him. My mane was a tangled mess, I had mud and twigs in my fur, but I had finished it!”
*opens door*
“Squawk! Kendra the Kiamara! Squawk!”
“What was that!”
“Oh, that’s the Catalina Macaw. He’s my friend now. I call him Occultis Meis Mirum- or Mirum for short.”
“What’s that language?”
“Not sure. I think its ‘Latin’.”
“What’s it mean?”
“My Secret Wonder.”
(That limit killed me. I ended with 496 words. Cut it pretty close! I really wish I could re-write that, because it sounds like Kendra just couldn't shut up, :3, but I wanted to get all the details I had down. I imagined Kendra as pretty talkative too...so it works out I guess. I was going for she met someone, most likely a human but can be interpreted as anything, and she just had a chat with them. Mirum's name is Latin, but I didn't know whether Kiamaras know what that is, so I just mentioned it and put quotations to have it so Kendra doesn't really know what it is. I want to add extras SOO BADDD, but I won't. :] This isn't meant to be extra. I just wanted to explain the story...and like Kendra, I couldn't stop talking :p I'll add a links to art below!)
Lots of thanks to Jenna for gifting these to me!
Made by me!
Also made by me :3
Finally I made a headshot
^^ Made by Pikachu Von Schweetz
Another one by me
I actually got brave and did a fullbody! Or atleast an attempt :3
asdfjhjkl
