[rowlet]

This is gonna be real fun! I can't wait to see all the entries, reserved.

[Rhys~]

Dropping Out,Sorry...

[Arcanis.]

⌇username;;  
Arcanis.
⌇name;;
Abrianna, meaning 'Noble'
⌇gender;;
I chose female for this kia.
I guess I am more used to roleplaying
and interacting with girls rather
than boys. Just a personal
preferance I guess.
⌇eye color;;
For her eyes I chose a nice, simple sparkling green.
I thought the color would
compliment her pelt nicely.
⌇hair style, length;;
About mid-leg in length,
style is usually in braids,
just down, or up in a large,
impractical messy bun.
Her hair is naturally beach curly.
Sometimes she enjoys straightening it.
It is naturally brown, but she dyes it blonde
every once in a while. 
⌇feather placement and color;;
Abrianna has one feather, a dark, crow,
coloured feather around one of her
antlers. Abrianna parent's enjoyed
keeping it simple.
⌇other accessories;;
Vines that hang from her horns. 
More like a mutation, cannot remove
them.
⌇horns;;
Long, antler-like horns. Like a deer, or
reindeer if you would.
⌇personality;;
-laid back-simple-sweet-fragile-follower-
Abri loves to lay back, she is just
a relaxed kind of gal.
Abri is sweet, kind, sociable and
Would never hurt a fly.
Abrianna has a VERY fragile mind.
She gets hurt and emotional very
easily.
She looks up to everyone who
is a role model to her. They
are basically all her teachers.
⌇art;;
Veggie(;
WolfyCat
By Tenmomentstill
Her Official ref sheet
note;; I made her hair blonde
and brunette just to show
what they would look like.
Just so you could get the
jist of it, really.
All her other art is here.
⌇abrianna's favourite quote;;
"If you love me dont say goodbye, and if you care you won't lie."
-Arcanis. ouo



By veggie. C: with my sona.

[cmichb]

username;;
Modest

name;;
Rebecca

gender;;
Female

eye color;;
Hazel with a slight hint of turquoise around it's edges

hair style, length;;
Rebecca's hair is shoulder length, has wavy curls, and is orangy-brown.

feather placement and color;;
Rebecca has a string necklace with a sky blue feather attached to it, and an ear piercing with a sky blue feather on it.

other accessories;; (optional!)
Rebecca has a golden locket hanging around her neck in the shape of a heart. She has a golden charm bracelet around her left front ankle too. She also has a big, fancy sky blue bow on her tail.

horns;; (optional)
She has the horns that go in a loop around her ears, in the shape of a crescent moon.

personality;; (limit 400 words)
Rebecca is the kind of friend who you can trust; she is honest and never breaks her promises. She is sociable, friendly, amusing, humorous, and patient too. She can be shy around strangers, but she is very polite and once you warm up to her, she'll become your best friend. She is constantly making friends and is known for her intelligence. She has a bright personality that always keeps her cheery and joyful. She can act a little motherly and protective around younger Kiamaras as well.

art;; (no limit, may include a personal reference sheet showing your features)
wip

extra;; (limit one extra! If it is writing, 400 word limit)
wip

:o Definite wip!!

[gabsc]

username;;
gabsc
name;;
Benio
gender;;
Male
eye color;;
hair style, length;;
feather placement and color;;
other accessories;; (optional!)
horns;; (optional)
personality;; (limit 400 words)
art;; (no limit, may include a personal reference sheet showing your features)
extra;; (limit one extra! If it is writing, 400 word limit)

Work in progress for now, but I'll see if I have time to try out for this beauty! ♥

[Kiesen]

Yes please :U

username;;
name;;
gender;;
eye color;;
hair style, length;;
feather placement and color;;
other accessories;; (optional!)
horns;; (optional)
personality;; (limit 400 words)
art;; (no limit, may include a personal reference sheet showing your features)
extra;; (limit one extra! If it is writing, 400 word limit)

[Sculi the Ax]

For neatness and organization, my form can be found here

[Alva.]

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Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ ✧ Allow me to introduce myself...

Hello Apple, I'm Alva. I'm a huge fan of Kiamaras, always stalking the fanclub and FanForum, and yet, I am still Kiamara-less.
Every night when I see the clock strike 11:11, I wish that I can do my best and one day bring my baby to life. I hope you enjoy my form, Apple, and that you fall in love with Sal, just as I did.

Ｎａｍｅ ✧ It just... fits so perfectly!

Salvador or Sal.
"Ah yes, my name is Salvador, but that tends to throw Kiamaras for a loop; they expect me to be, like, a warrior or something at the sound of such an intimidating name, but I'm actually a really quiet, laid-back kinda guy. I just tell everyone I meet to call me Sal, but I don't meet others very often, let alone talk to others, so I guess it doesn't matter what they call me; I'm just another shadow in the alleyway...."

To give my two cents, Salvador also shares his name with a famous artist, Salvador Dali. After discovering this, I somewhat molded Sal's character around him, which is where his artistic flare comes from. Even though Salvador Dali was a human, Sal still looks up to him. Perhaps his most famous and inspiring piece to Sal is The Persistance of Memory.

Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ✧ I assure you, he is male.

Male. Hair is not all you should judge.

JUST BECAUSE MY HAIR IS LONG DOES NOT AUTOMATICALLY MAKE ME A GIRL!
...
Sorry about yelling, but it really irritates me when Kiamaras see my hair and think I look like a girl. Then they tell me to cut it because I'm a guy. Well you know what, maybe I like my hair? I'll keep it long just to get under your skin.

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When the skies are grey
You'll never know dear
How much I love you
So please don't take
My sunshine
Away

The other night dear
As I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
When I awoke dear
I was mistaken
And I held
My head
And cried

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When the skies are grey
You'll never know dear
How much I love you
Please don't take
My sunshine
Away

You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When the skies are grey
You'll never know dear
How much I love you
Please don't take
My sunshine
Away

Please don't take my sunshine away




-A song sung to Sal by his mother.

(Pssst, hey Apple, it's me, Sal. If you don't want to read through all of Alva's annoying stories, then just click this to see all of my accesarries.)

Ｗｉｎｄｏｗｓ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ Ｓｏｕｌ "Teal-ish in color, which I get from my dear mother's side of the family."
Ｔｈｅｍ Ｌｕｘｕｒｉｏｕｓ Ｌｏｃｋｓ "My hair is long and straight, and it will stay that way. No one will tell me any differently."
Ｆｅａｔｈｅｒｓ! "My first feather, the crow feather around my tail, is from my ceremony when I became an adult. Very, very soon after that, my mother passed away. I was always very close to her, couldn't imagine life without her. Then she just went "poof", and she was gone from my life. So, in her will, she gave me her only feather to remember her by. Most Kiamaras would tie it to their tail or arm, maybe even make it an earing. I loved my mother, though, more than anything else in the world. I tied her feather to string and put it around my neck to wear as a necklace. When Kiamaras ask why I wear the feather around my neck rather than in its traditional place, I tell them;
I want to keep my mother close to heart."
Ｆａｓｈｉｏｎ ｉｓ ＮＯＴ ｍｙ Ｐａｓｓｉｏｎ "Well... I do wear a beanie, a black one. Or maybe it's gray... I'm not sure, but all I know is that I have one. No story behind it, I just want to wear it because I like it.
I don't have any other accesories. Most Kiamaras tell me I should get piercings or bracelets, and I just stare at them and ask them why. They tell me it'll match my style and make me look "cool". What is it about wearing a beanie that makes me have to have piercings and studded braceletts? Sometimes this world leaves my head spinning in circles..."
Ｈｏｒｎｓ (ｂｅｅｐ ｂｅｅｐ) "Well, I suppose you could describe my horns like a kudus'; long and spiraled, although they aren't a solid color. Mine are a dark, ash-gray with an off-white stripe spiraling from the base to the point."
"Like everyone else, Im sure you noticed I'm missing one; all that's there is a stump of where it had once sat. Well, children are rambunctious, and it's all fun and games until someone loses an eyeball."
"Or a horn."
"Okay, okay, now hold on, I know what you're thinking, "but baby Kiamaras can't have horns!" This was about six months before my feather ceremony, and I seemed to mature much quicker than the other Kiamaras. You'd think they would bask in the glory of my horns, which are unique to me and only me! No, they made fun of me, probably because they were jealous, but never-the-less, treated me like dirt. Even my friends, or more so 'acquantiances', turned on me. My mother was there to comfort me, she told me it was her fault, that it was her genes that gave me the horns, the growth spert, the eyes, everything!"
"I always thought after that that maybe that's why my father was never around; I never had one to begin with. I know better now, but I still say that my mother is, or now I guess, was my only family."

Ｌｅｔ'ｓ Ｐａｉｎｔ ａ Ｂｉｇｇｅｒ Ｐｉｃｔｕｒｅ ✧ Now we're getting into the juicy stuff...

artistic | loving | stubborn | lonely | depressed | irritable

Fight or Flight?;; Growing up in a rundown city full of crooks, you'd expect Sal to be some sort of crime-fighting thief? Truth is, his bark is worse than his bite. He often bluffs in the hope of keeping wrong-doers out of his life, but when all else fails, he resorts to running. Many describe him as a spineless liar, and in a sense, he is. He uses words to defend himself, and they're filled with anything but the truth. This often does just the opposite of what he wants, as it now makes him a prime target for gangs and trouble-makers.
Artistic Flare;; Since Sal was a child, he thought he would be anything but an artist. When he was very young, he wanted to be a thief, until his mother told him that wasn't the right thing to be. So, he then wanted to become a Police Officer, just as all little boys fantasize about at a young age. Throughout his childhood, Sal dreamt of many things to be when he grew up, but not once had it crossed his mind to become an artist. He hadn't discovered this talent until reaching adulthood, after his mother passed away. Plagued with the depression that relentlessly followed him, Sal began to paint. He found that keeping his mind occupied, but relaxed, help to keep away his storm cloud of despair. You can take a stroll through the city and find that many of the walls have colorful murals that give the place an uplifting atmosphere.
Comedy and Tragedy;; As you read before, Sal does suffer from depression. This came about after the passing of his mother, the only true friend he had ever had for a long time. His "storm cloud" as he calls it is always present, but only every once in a while will it hit him hard. In turn, he tries to humor himself with sarcasm. It's during these times that Sal relishes meeting a theif on the street. He pelts him with comment after snide comment, a smirk sewn to his face. This keeps his storm at bay in the meantime, but whipping up trouble with a wrong-doer has lasting effects for the future.

Ｄｉｇｇｉｎ' Ｄｅｅｐｅｒ... ✧ Grab your popcorn, pull up a seat, and read on!

From Storm Clouds to Sunny Skies
Word Count: 400

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“Get out!” screamed a voice. Sal shrunk under the table, trying to make himself as small as possible. He had been strolling through the woods, trying to ease his storm cloud of depression, until he had stumbled onto a, what he had presumed to be, abandoned shack. Only now did he realize how wrong he was.
The Kiamara tensed, pacing the floor, and yowled out again.
“I said GET OUT!” She ripped the cloth off the table Sal had been hiding under, and lunged. He managed to evade her and rushed for the door. He fumbled with the handle, and just as she was about to tear into him, it swung open. He then clambered up the nearest tree, out of harm’s way. The Kiamara stopped her pursuit, and turned back home, laughing.
"Boy, he should have seen the look on his face when I told him to get out; what a wuss!"
Sal’s anger began to build; he was NOT a wuss.
He stalked up to her as she went over to open her door. Suddenly she tensed and whirled around to face Sal. The two were a hair’s width apart, staring at each other with the same rage.

“I told you TO LEAVE!” She swatted at Sal, who dodged it.
“Hey, just hear me out! I didn’t know someone lived in that dump-”
“Did you just call my house a dump? Sorry, but I don’t have Mommy and Daddy around to help me out. Why don’t you go running to them now?”
Sal was quiet for a moment before speaking, “I don’t have any parents.”
“…….Oh… well I, I don’t either...”
The two of them sat in silence after that.
“What are you doing out here, then?”
She shuffled her paws, “just scraping by, I suppose. You?”
“I live in the city and paint murals. It’s all I can do to pass the time.”
“I wish I knew how to paint; I’m so bored here.”
Sal looked at her curiously, “I could teach you.”
She sat up happily, “You would? That would be great, um… what’s your name?”
Sal realized he hadn’t introduced himself yet. “Salvador, but you can call me Sal.”
“Well then, Sal, I’m Talia, and I would love if you could teach me how to paint.”
Sal grinned, feeling more comfortable, “Well my lady, I think it’s time I taught you the art of painting.”

HUGE thanks to AWOL for taking part in this story. None of this would have been possible without her, I see a great friendship forming between these two.

[Angelus]

Angelus,
but call me Angel

Female

Alana Storm

Alana is a name meaning "Precious, awakening" in Hawaiian
and "Little stone", "Beautiful", "Harmony", and "Noble" In others.

And Storm, well, you can guess. I chose this name for her because It seemed to fit so well.
Her spots reminded me of a beautiful pebble resting on the edge of a stormy sea.
And her markings simply added to that, looking like the storm clouds overhead.


Bright blue with lime green spreading from the pupil
Image (will draw one when I get the chance)




Waterfall braid from right side to back of left side.
Ponytail and regular braid down. Floorlength and blue tipped
Bangs from right to left, long and green tipped
Curls coming out of braid.


Long and curly, with a small braid twisting around in circles.





Two in her mane braid, each tied as a ponytail holder.
One hanging as an earring from her right ear
One in her tail braid as a ponytail holder.
One wrapped around her left ear.
One on her necklace.


All but one are bright blue with lime green and black striped designs
One is black with faint blue and green designs on it.





A small necklace with a thin, black string holding a shiny,
black pearl and a black feather (see above) hanging below it.

This was given to her by a dear friend.


A bracelet on her right hind leg
made of string and a few small stones she found at her favorite place.
She often goes there to think, and these stones bring her peace.


(limit 400 words)


(no limit, may include a personal reference sheet showing your features)





extra;;
(limit one extra!)

[ToastingCinnamon]

[ username;;]

Cinnamon~toastie

[ name;;]

Nomuula meaning Rain

[ gender;;]

Female

[ eye color;;]

Light teal

[ hair style, length;;]

The mane stays the same but the tail is slightly longer than normal length

[ feather placement and color;;]

3 feathered earings and one tied around her left wrist
Feather design

[ other accessories;; ]
(optional!)

Some beads woven in her hair and tail (also with the birds colors)

[ horns;;]
(optional)

But maybe longer than normal and twisted like a gazelles.

[ personality;;]
(limit 400 words)

• Peaceful
• Caring/Kind
• Nature lover
  WIP

[ art;;]
no limit, may include a personal reference sheet showing your features)

WIP

[ extra;;]
(limit one extra! If it is writing, 400 word limit)

WIP