[uunicorn]

username; Sei It
name; Caspian
gender; Male
tail(s) and shine design;

extras;

[whim]

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✖ username; whim ✖ name; Winnie ✖
✖ gender; female ✖ tails and shine design ✖
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Where the wind blows.
Where did you go?
You will find me there.
Please, I'm lost.
Follow the ribbon.
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Endless trekking, sore paws.
Sleepy eyes and tattered fur.
Winnie was a busy little thing. Follow the wind, follow the wind... The golden strip of silk tied to her tails would guide her path. They whisped East towards the grandiose mountains then West to the shimmering stream. North to the lush fields then South to the wetlands.



Night fell and so did the sheet of stars above her. She was reminded she wasn't alone, each glimmering constellation twinkling above her brilliantly. It was a pleasant distraction from the howls and hollow sound of the wind that passed through the woods ominously. Like a lost spirit wandering aimlessly... Sounds familiar, doesn't it?
Sleep eventually grasped Winnie's exhausted body as much as she detested it. She knew once her conscious slipped she would be brought to the dark dreamland, watching her partner slip from her grasp... Her eyes would grow damp, shimmering from the stars that comforted her.
...

"If you find that you've lost me, Winnie, let the wind guide your steps."
She tied a golden strip of silk to her tails. Winnie looked up in curiosity.
"But how will you..."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Then follow the wind."
...

As the sun chased away the stars, it brought the familiar breeze with it. Winnie emerged into the golden rays, the last crystal tear from her sleep falling and disappearing into the brush. Her dusty locks flowed with the gentle breeze. She glanced over her shoulder. South...
She stepped, right paw out, but stopped. How long had she been doing this? How long ago had she lost her? The single piece of silk wound around her tail flapped gently against her, flickering against her skin as a reminder. She sat in the field, letting the sun in front embrace her. She shut her eyes. Thought of her beloved clouded her mind. Tears welled, though gentle and forgiving in nature.



"Thank you for all you've done."
A droplet rolled down her cheek, absorbing the sun's light.
"But it's time to move on."
Those words were swept away by the breeze.
Winnie brought her tails on her paws, opening her eyes once again. The breeze picked up, the golden silk dancing frantically in every which direction, begging her to stay. But alas, it had controlled her journey for too long.
With an inhale, she pulled the knot without effort, watching as it unraveled around her tail. The wind eagerly took it as if it were an offering. Winnie watched solemnly as the ribbon looped and whirled in the air, giving her one last show. It was out of sight with one last glimmer. South.

"Perhaps we will meet again."
A smile tugged at Winnie's lips, bowing her head.
"But I'm going to start my own journey now."
With a heavy step, she got up - heading North where the world awaited her.
She would never forget.

[Unhealthy Obsessions]

Mark

[Bloth Hoondr]

A form by Bloth Hoondr
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I don't claim to hold the secrets to life, let alone the secrets to anything really.
But I know my own truths to be self-evident like, I have to pet every puppy I see,
I'll cry at a beautiful sunset, and a soft shade of pink can do no wrong. I love my
parents, I love the smell of coffee grinds, I love the feeling of a warm wind
through my hair, I love waking up slow and the light streams through the window
just right.I am a product of the love of those in my life and my own experiences.
I just wish some things were easier. We grow up so innocent and pure, the world
is our oyster and our dreams limitless. It took me years to feel like that again.
Some truths are cold, sometimes life on the hyphen is a lonely place. I'm too
much of one culture to be the other or the other way around. Too different
to be considered the same. Shunned by your own people by some invisible
standards set by the hate of people that came generations before us. Am I still
too young to understand? Am I too far removed to appreciate and honor the
culture we came from? Some days I just don't know. Maybe I hold myself up to
others standards too strictly. They aren't me, I know me. I want to go out into
this world to experience it as myself for myself. I want to find a place where I
feel I fit in, where I belong.Not to say I'm too different; sometimes I just feel
like life's inner struggles get too loud and I want to find my own space to
properly quiet them down; where I can learn more truths about myself.
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I love music and the open roads, the freedom to go where I want when I want. I love the heat but I don't mind the cold, just hate it when it's wet 'cause it makes my hair a mess. I don't care too much for sport models like Yamaha and the likes, I'm a hog girl myself; Harley-Davidsons through and through...only exception is if there's a woman that catches my eye, gotta impress the ladies. Big cities make me feel claustrophobic, I'm allergic to avocados, and I hate the 50's but love the aesthetic. Catch me every Sunday grabbing a milkshake at whichever small town diner I'm at. I think there's a lot more to learn about the world and much more to learn about myself. I hope maybe one day I can help others in understanding each other just a little more. One thing for sure, I just want to live free.

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I'd been struggling on my own for a while. Sure I was
stable and always had a home with my parents to go back
to but I felt this was something I needed to do. I had
to prove something to myself, whatever that might be.
In the meantime, I felt like I was drifting, with no real
purpose to be found anywhere. Sure I met some nice
folks, traveled with a club or two for some time but
nothing really seemed to click with me. My heart just
wasn't in it.

Some people say you don't find home, home finds you,
and that's exactly what happened. I was a fool to drive
alone, especially on my current course. My tank sprung
a leak somewhere in the Painted Desert and although
the view was gorgeous, there wasn't a station in miles.
I had enough supplies to camp out a night or two and
made it a few hours into the evening when i heard a
rumble in the horizon. I thought it was the heat playing
tricks on me, too much time gazing at the flora but
nope. Riding in a haphazard formation that has to be
breaking at least 8 laws was the most colorful misfit,
ragtag group of bikers I have ever had the pleasure of
seeing. As though the gods of irony smiled upon me that
day, it was the club Living Free that came to my rescue.

While they drove me to town and a few stayed with my
hog, I had the pleasure of getting to know the gang. Their
cotton candy bubblegum of a leader was Axel, as down to
earth as they were effervescent. They weren't looking to
have a group as large or famous as they were, it just sort
of happened. Each member from varying walks of life
had one thing in common, they were searching for that
certain something when they stumbled upon Living Free.
A lover, a goal, a dream, a home, family, security, you
name it, they found it. As I told my story I received no
judgement, but a surprising amount of support, like I
wasn't all alone in my thoughts and uncertainties. Not
one person was the same, but sometimes we all feel the
same, or something similar and in my darkest hours I felt

something light with them while we spoke. It stayed warm in my chest through that cold desert drive, while they fixed my bike, while I crashed at their motel, and it stayed when the sun came up and it was time to head our separate ways. Only, I didn't want this to end. The closeness came so easy, as did the laughs and smiles and tears; I hadn't had a good cry in so long. This group wasn't afraid to be exactly who they were born to be, who they chose to be. Maybe I'd stick around for a while, maybe as long as I could, but I knew that with them, I felt at home.

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Have you ever felt lightheaded? Your cheeks grow warm,
you feel real dizzy, butterflies in your stomach and
you feel like if you so much as breathe all you're gonna
do is squeak? Well, that's probably gas because for me,
love at first sight felt a lot like steel to the face. Mostly
because I saw a girl so gorgeous I drifted off course and
crashed into a city dumpster. She looked at me and
laughed so it was worth it in my book. She knows her
way around cars and offered to help me fix up my ride
after the accident. That was how we met. Conversation
came surprisingly easy, we both find it soothing to work
on our rides, we both share the same hate for humid
weather, she laughs at my corny jokes, what more
could anyone dream for?

We both love the heat and it was a stretch but I offered
her a ride on my bike and like I could hear a chorus of
angels singing she said yes, she had to return some
books to the library anyways. I took my spare helmet
out of storage, taught her how to hold her weight and
we zipped through the city at a completely legal and
slow speed because I respect the law around potential
love interests. Sure I've had a few fleeting dates, some
girls I met on my travels that could have let to more
but current circumstances never let it continue. With

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Annie, though, things felt different, they felt vibrant and alive in ways I haven't experienced before but I never wanted to let them go. If this were a spark, I wanted to stick around and see how high I can fan the flames. There was an Expo in the city the gang wanted to catch bit I guess my attention's gonna be somewhere else this week. Now, as we lie on a sunny patch of grass in the park and watch the clouds go by as she reads me a passage from her latest rental, I can't help but feel as if this moment in time were made just for us.

I owe my entire life to _SilentSiren_ for the art, Annie, and helping me bring this concept to life! | Fonts by cooltext
Only one tail that is multi-braided

[magpie!]

this is now closed for judging!!
thank you all for trying out!

[lovestruck]

gl everyone! c:

[fawn,,]

Best of luck to everyone, all the entries were absolutely stunning! <3

[Creme Eggs]

good luck everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lumilys]

good luck!!! c:

[magpie!]

thank you all for your patience, this competition has been quite the tough one to judge!
It made me so happy to see all of the entries, and all the hard work that all of you put into your forms!

I wanted to offer Honorable Mentions to the following for their hard work:
messenger, 76heart, azkaboy, lovestruck, Sei It, and Bloth Hoondr!

and the winner of this kalon is...

whim!

your form gave me such a feeling of nostalgia, and I couldn't shake it!
take good care of Winnie!

I would also like to offer a Runner Up to kolyakun, who's form was super awesome as well!

thank you all for trying out, I wish you all the best of luck in future competitions,
and remember, if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all!