[sheepsorrel]

its supposed to be swagger as a baby
i was gonna draw them all but >->
this is a joke.
i'm going to draw them all. well.

if you feel the need to not give me anything for this thing, feel free to.

-cupcake

[Chaoses]

@ cupcake frosting: It's so cute! ^^

I drew Luinneaux, The Batter's { Chirrup } hyenea.

Also thinking about doing a group picture. But I need motivation.
PM me a ref if you would like to have your hyenea in a massive group image.

If I don't get the last 3 hyeneas, I will randomly pick them.

Need: 3 more hyeneas
Currently have;;
cupcake frosting's Elis
My Moxie
xXToffeeXx's Celeste
Sebeon'sTezca
✩GalaxyCat✩'s Windigo
ButterScotchMochi's Madame X
XRandomCatX's Ender

Adding in Bottle's Rin
~Willow's Swagger
Winkatuck's Carter
Hope its ok to use yall's 3 hyeneas. If you don't want them in there please do tell me before I finish.

[catra]

Found CoyoteSoul's Lemonade >> xxx

Wrote a poem that I'm not very pleased with >>>
"An evil spirit crept up inside of me.
I cried so much, I was so close to dying.

My relatives had given up hope.
I felt like I was hanging off a rope.

But, my parents kept trying.
Buying me time, they did whatever they could.

It wasn't enough.
Nothing could save me from the wretched spirit.

It was really treacherous indeed.
It was a battle I thought I had lost.

Giving me a small bell, my parents were upset that it was time for me to go, but nonetheless they wanted to see me be beautiful - they wanted to see me glow.

What they didn't know is that the spirit went inside the bell, a burden lifted off my soldiers, a swell thing indeed.

The bell keeps me alive today.
I thrive for success, and I try to forgot about my past.

But I can't.
I just can't.
Please help me.
I just want to be myself.
No one understands me.
No one ever will.
Gee, isn't that swell?"

Wrote another poem >>>
"A thief in the night, she can put up a fight.
She'll eat anything from crocodile stew to lard fondue.

She's single and doesn't mingle, yet someone makes ships for her.
She doesn't know who, and that gets her tail in a twist.

She'll defend herself with her axe, but she won't hurt you if you don't talk behind her back.

A troublemaker? Aye.
A naughty girl? Aye.
A crazy lass? Aye.

Who is this girl that you hear so much about?
Who is this girl that'll bring shivers to your spine if you mere look at her wrong?
Who is this girl, that challenges what everyone thinks?
Who is this girl, who thinks she's always right?
Who is this girl, that'll always give you such a fright?

Her name .... Is Moxie.
But don't tell her I said that, or she'll make me into her very own, crocodile stew."

[Cliffhanger]

I found and posted it like forever ago and I didn't get a token O.o

[sheepsorrel]

redid a poem about elis

calm, like a cloud, floating in the sky
kind, like a wind, singing a lullaby

searching aimlessly, looking for love
flying over the world, like a wandering dove

running through the fields, like a rabbit, snow white
looking up at the sky, feeling good, feeling right.

she's suprised, she's seeing some light.
then she looks around, and spots a sight.

sees the one, sees another, ready to put up fight.
that is the end. i hope it's alright.

doing hyenea poems!

pm me the reference of your hyenea, and some personality and history.
thanks!

[Agent Shark]

That is because that is the watermelon one.
I have been unable to post the rest of mine as of yet, so all the ones out right now have been found ^^;

[catra]

Oh, alright.
I'll edit my post.

[LightningStrike3]

Cammie for Hawke.
Tezca for Sebeon
Windi for ✩GalaxyCat✩

[Wileyfangs]

Ivory poem! ouo

Ivory [ ahy-vuh-ree, ahy-vree ]
noun
1. this substance when taken from a dead animal and used to make carvings, billiard balls, etc.

Taken. Stolen. Lost.
These are what I lived to learn and learned to live.
Poachers swift and deadly, prey on anything.
Their claws sharper than any of a feline's,
their wits better than an apes.

I was taken once,
To a land far away,
where the desert reigned
and the land was benign,
and throughout it all, I'd seen no rain.
I lived there once, where the air was free,
Where the waters ran wild, where the jungle was clean.

Then came the pounding monsters so fierce and large.
They tore everything to pieces, tore everything apart.
My home was ruined, my home was lost. Until one day
I found my spot.
With a blind young boy, a Shepard Boy held dear.
Helped me to see, that the world was so clear.
And with him on his farm I stayed.
Until one day he faded away.

With him then gone, the sheep were lost.
And so was I and at what cost?
A human they say is the worst that can be,
But that blind boy knew so much, that there was more to me
Than teal and white.
And it's sad that this was all done without sight.
Stolen were his eyes, he'd claim to me.
I think he knew that he could still see.

But without my boy and sheep held dear,
Why lovelies I ran so far from there.
Tis why I don't hunt sheep with hard hooves,
For they make grooves in my heart, long misunderstood.

So next time you see me, please be aware,
That I'm not strange at all, I simply no longer care.

[Pika Girl]

How do I get tokens