[Cheeb]

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[Amethysts]

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[snil]

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[Rhys~]

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CeselSpeaker
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Takeshi
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Pixel by me
Tag by Sanara
you will not believe your eyes... by me
story of how she found her strange feathers:
"you want me to tell you the story about my big feathers? okay, get ready!
I warned you... anyway... here it goes
it was a cloudy day, but the sun was seen a little, I was going to the forest- in an island I went to travel, and as I walked, I looked at all the pretty trees, they were green and beautiful, and they were so unusual... while I was looking at the trees, I didn't notice someone... an eagle came towards me, and grabbed me. I tryed to escape from the sharp claws of it's, but I couldn't... so then I let it carry me, and it carried me to it's nest on a mountain. In the nest, I noticed huge pretty feathers, I came closer to touch them, but the eagle was stopping me from touching it, and it seemed pretty angry... I wondered how I could get the feathers, and then, there was a strong wind that blew the feathers down, and the eagle flyed down to get the feathers, and I, couldn't help myself but giggle as the eagle tryed searching them, because the feathers were blending with the trees, so it was impossible to see them. I decided to go down, but the way down there was hard, and I thought i'll have to fall down... but, I saw some rocks hanging from the mountain, and jumped to them. Scared to death from falling, I skipped from a rock to rock, until I reached the ground, and when I did, I noticed the feathers laying near one of the trees in the forest. I quickly grabbed them, and ran away, before the eagle could see me. After running for a while, I dropped down the feathers, and looked at them- they didn't look like any feathers i've seen before 'are they bird feathers? huge butterfly?' I wondered as i investigated them, and then, I decided something- I would keep the feathers until i find their animal- if they do exist, that is. I really wanted to find that animal, to look at them... after I made my decision, I have thought to myself 'where will I keep them? I don't have a bag!' then a brilliant idea came to my head- I should put my feathers on my back! that way, I won't lose them, and if the animal whose feathers are, will find me!
and that's my story, did you like it? no...?"
extra story about whatever you want:
"You want me to tell you another story? I guess it's okay... But this time, i'll be telling you quite a short story

I was in the cold mountains area, looking for some special flowers that only grow in cold places, but finding one flower was a hard quest, and it was harder because I had to get more than one. I planned getting some flowers to gift someone who was nice to me, and I know how much they love flowers, and how much they love that flower. So I looked around the place, and I couldn't find any flower, and I looked for hours! after few more hours of searching I was about to give up, and I looked up to the sky, sighing. And suddenly, I noticed a few flowers on a top of a mountain! It was a high mountain, but I wanted to get the flowers so I climbed to the top, but the way up there was hard, and it was freezing... I started feeling dizzy, and thought I might collapse, but I didn't give up, I couldn't give up! Not now at least... I was close to the top of the mountain, and my legs didn't move, I thought I was going to lose it, but I didn't want to, So I crawled there to reach those flowers, grabbed those flowers, and fell of the mountain. Somehow, I survived this heavy fall. When I got back home, I got sick, but I was happy because the person I gave the flowers smiled upon me."

[kiara.]

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-------------------Hello, I'm Aria. And I'm trying out
------------------ for my first Kia ❀
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------------------Farasha means "butterfly" in Arabic.
------------------She's also known as Queen Farasha
------------------(Queen Butterfly).
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Dark. Cold. Waiting for the light to wash away the darkness that clung to the cold stone of the cave Farasha knew so well. Farasha discovered the cave when she was very small and ever since then, guarded it and the secrets it held… with her life. She would do anything to protect it.
Farasha looked to the roof of the cave. Slowly the moon edged closer. A flash of silky light flooded into the room lighting up the cavern. Farasha drew in her breath at the breathtaking scene. Light bounced off the shiny stones of the cave and lit up the pile of plush feathers Farasha used as her nest. Gifts. The drinking pool glowed as the moon pushed farther across the sky, letting more light in. Almost time. Wings fluttered at the edge of her vison. Farasha leaped to her paws. The silky wings of the butterflies fluttered as they filled the cave. A few landed on Farasha, tickling her nose. Farasha let out a giggle as they swirled around her.

The tiny creatures swirled deeper into the cave and she followed, letting them guide her. They would lead her to the glade. Deeper she padded. The first time she had come down this tunnel alone, she had been frightened, fleeing. The moon had grown full and filled the entrance cave letting the light reflect deeper into the tunnels, and the butterflies came. Now they reached the end of the tunnel. A huge bolder blocked the passage. Cracks edged along and through it like spider webs. One by one the butterflies landed on the boulder in a circle, their wings overlapping only by a whisker. My turn. Farasha bent her head and inserted her horns into the cracks. A glow seemed to come from within the huge rock. A crumbling sound started and the stone parted, a butterfly on each slice. Careful not to cut herself on the sharp rocks, Farasha leaped through the hole. She landed on a cliff looking out on a huge cavern. The glade. It had large willow trees and flowers growing down in the glade and up the sides of the cliff to where she stood. A waterfall gurgled from a spring down into the glade, splashing into a pool of sparkling water. Emerald colored grass as soft as her feathers filled the glade. Large and small, crystals reflected the moon’s light from above, glowing and sparkling. Farasha gazed into the glade, letting her eyes drift. If only she could get down there, but the cliff was too steep and none of the trees were close enough to jump to. A sweet melody filled her ears, snapping Farasha back to reality. They’ve come.
They were the birds that made the most beautiful sound Farasha had ever heard. Or at least she thought they were birds. She had never seen them. Always hidden in the branches of the trees, they sang out a sad, forlorn song. As the moonlight came in, they raised their voices in calling to one another and they seemed to awake in joy. Their tune grew delighted and carefree. Now to watch.
Farasha sat down to watch the butterflies fly around the glade and form patterns in the air. A few swooped down low enough and together they plucked a delicate glowing flower. Together they flew back to her; Farasha dropped it in her crown of flowers. Gifts, just like the feathers. Farasha adored her crown of flowers. Just one of the gifts the butterflies had brought her, she felt like she had been crowned as their queen- and maybe she was. She wished she could dance in the glade with them, but for now she would watch them and let the birds sing to her. From her view on the ledge Farasha could see the whole glade except beneath the waterfall. When she stood on her tip toes and leaned out she could just see there was space under it. Sometimes the butterflies would fly under and come back with feathers for her. Maybe that was where the birds nested.
Suddenly all the butterflies seemed agitated, flying high in the air and clumping together. Butterflies flew from their places on Farasha and joined their kin in the air, swirling higher and higher. Farasha rose to her paws. Where were they going? Just then a flood of the sparkly winged creatures flew from the opening of the waterfall and into the air, more than Farasha had ever seen before. Together they blocked the hole in the roof of the cavern making it go eerily dark. Farasha tried not to panic. The glow from her horn shone only a foot or so in front of her. The birds went silent and all she could hear was the beating of wings. Then the butterflies began to spread out and Farasha could see again. The birds had stopped singing, but now… they stood in front of her, huge birds unlike she had ever seen before. Wings spread, Farasha could see each feather was like a single butterfly wing. One of the birds bent its head and dropped something at her feet. Still shocked, Farasha almost didn’t recognize what it was. It was a feather. Another gift? The butterflies picked up the wings and placed them between her shoulder blades. Everyone parted and gazed at Farasha expectantly.
Farasha took a deep breath and leaped. The feathers caught the air and glided down into the glade, landing softly among the flowers. She leaped again in delight and they once again caught the air and she bounced lightly on her toes over the ground. The birds sang out in the delight and butterflies perched on her feather wings. She was lead behind the waterfall. Farasha gasped. She was right, the birds did nest here. In the middle was a throne made of crystals. Farasha climbed onto the magnificent throne and looked out on the entire glade. Now she really was the queen of the butterflies.
Word count: 999
By me

[DecafBunny]

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Juliet.
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Faye
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[nymx]

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[Robyn Hode.]

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[mars]

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[Master of Nothing]

dropping out, sorry! ^-^ Good luck to all, though!