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[bat acid]

top left - aey
username - bat acid
name - antheia (greek goddess of flowers & flowery wreaths)
gender - female
macro image / prompt - ✰✰✰

[**Snowwhisper**]

WIP

top right - Illu
username - **Snowwhisper**
name - Koralee
gender - Female
prompt -
"What is this kalon's favorite time of day, and why?" max 400 words + 1 extra allowed (art piece/200 words)


bottom left - tuurpentine
username - **Snowwhisper**
name - Leighton
gender - Male
prompt -
show me how this kit feels about frogs! you can use 300 words and/or 1 art piece.

[f1owercrown]

top right - Illu
username -
name -
gender -
prompt - sunrise? between 5 to 6 am??

bottom left - tuurpentine
username -
name -
gender -
prompt - something frog prince-y i guess

[Hyperotreti]

top right - Illu
username - Hyperotreti
name - Rana
gender - female (she/her)
prompt -

In the gloom of night, when the moon is high
And the stars’ pale light pricks the inky sky
When the breeze grows cool and the dark grows deep
And the shadows pool and the songbirds sleep

Two keen ears sift the steady sounds
Of their nighttime peers; hidden life abounds
In the songs frogs trill and the hiss of snakes
A world falls still as another wakes

Four clawed feet stalk a singular prey
Which was born at dusk and will die with day
A menacing slither rings in her ear
She follows the song no one else can hear

Her steps fall softly on the jungle floor
Ahead is a crack from which shadows pour
Boiling from the earth in the cover of night
Spreading a sly and invisible blight

Her pulse grows quick, her muscles tense
A mental click hones every sense
Not many could thrive in a blackened abyss
But she never feels more alive than this

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Night is falling over the rainforest. In the soft sand near the entrance to the den, Rana crouches, the tip of her tail twitching. Her littermates are nearing sleep. One yawns broadly. Another, the oldest of the bunch, brushes past her, chirping a soft invitation: It’s late. The bed of moss is soft. Come curl up with us.

But Rana is preoccupied. Her ears are pricked. Her heart skips. Soon, they will come. This is her favorite moment — the crackling anticipation between dusk and true night, when she knows the shadows will call her, and only her, to the nocturnal hunt.

Curling between the chorus of frogs and the thrum of insects comes a low, liquid hiss. A matching hiss bubbles in Rana’s throat. She springs from the den, bounds across the jungle floor, and pounces.

137/200 words

[Goner.]

top left - aey
username - Goner.
name - Kodey
gender - Male
prompt -

[Mozzy.]

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nerida • sea nymph • ♂ • aey

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mishal • torch • ⚧ • tuurpentine

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rhea • mother of gods • ⚥ • Illu

as the sun peaks up from the ground, and the birds start to sing
their wonderful songs, you will find them. they bask in the
morning light, the beams creating streaks of pure energy on
their face. this energy pours through their body, awakening
the senses. eyes wide open, the adventure starts now. they
wonder into the vast forest they call home, taking in the
aroma of the damp soil from the morning dew. they tiptoe
through the greenery, careful not the make a sound. they're
on the hunt. the prey is still sleeping, not yet has the sun's rays
warmed the faces of the forest creatures. rhea stopped, looking
up into the sky. some birds had woken, but not all. they knew as
soon as the sun touched the faces of the birds the hunt was over.
picking up pace, rhea continued.

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sylvianne • from the forest • ♀ • DecafBunny

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[Lady Tuesday]

top right - Illu
"What is this kalon's favorite time of day, and why?" max 400 words + 1 extra allowed (art piece/200 words)

top right - Illu
username - Lady Tuesday
name -
gender -
prompt -

[Madel]

top left - aey
username - Island Rat
name - Raven
gender - Female
prompt -
( hhh I took a really good photo last summer but I can't predict the future oop- )

[yote]

top left - aey
username - gummywyrm
name - Felix
gender - Nonbinary
prompt -
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