[Amberlilli]

name, gender, and username

P A N D O R A
xXAmberlilliXx
Pandora
Female

I galloped through the tall trees of Pandora, my eyes shifting over the majestic animals and plants that reside there. I smiled as I shared the great elegance of the place in my name. I slowed to a trot as I spotted the common river we dire horses drank at. I, was not exactly a dire horse or a plumie for that matter. The other horses treat me like I am one of them, but I'm not sure what I am. I had the hair, yes, but I felt different, of course in a good way, but still different. I bent my knees to drink from the muddy stream. The salt that came from up stream dissolved in my mouth and pleased my tongue. I licked my lips and continued drinking.
"Hey Pandora!" One of the other horses called as they walked over to me,
I grunted at greeting and turned to look up at the other horse.
"Oh, hi!" I turned to see one of the horses that ran in the great falling. I at the time was a bit to young, and cried at the thought of such a great friend, only a year older risking their life. "Race?" I questioned, they were quick to nod and we took off.
"3... 2... 1!" I yelled, racing off, them quick at my heels. I pounded the ground hard with my paws as I raced ahead. We raced around the trees, around the falls, around the cliffs, us neck and neck.
"You won't win this time Pandora!" They shouted next to me, pulling ahead as the mud puddle came into view.
"I wouldn't be so sure!" I giggled pulling ahead yet again. This continued as the mud puddle came closer and closer, a few horses shout at us to keep it down a bit.
They pulled ahead at the last minute and raced through the stream, a wave of mud crashing down on me as I raced at their heels.
"Ahh you got me this time!" I giggled pulling them down into the mud, "But watch your back for next time!"

[bananer]

This plumerian would be a male if I got to choose.
His name would be Ipthoor.
He lives near the home three of the Omaticaya clan and is not owned by any of the tribe members but that's challenge who awaits him.

Ipthoor is very big for his age, he's only 12 years and has a body of a 16 y/o.
He has no family, the humans took them and slaughtered them in front of his eyes. He has never thrusted any humans ever since, except one man. He called himself George. George was a bioligist, practically hated by the human warriors. George loved everything that had with the Pandorian nature to do, he loved the flora, the fauna, everything! When he where outside, hiking, Georged stumbled upon a Hellfire Wasps nest. They can easily paralyze a man for days, enough for Pandora to take care of the body. The wasps have a hard exo-sceleton and are hard to get rid of so George had to flee.
He ran right into Ipthoor who got angry because he could only recognize the form of a human. Ready to fight Ipthoor noticed the wasp swarm after George and immediately invited him up on his back.
Ipthoor ran through the wellknown paths had created through many years of walking. He knew every corner, but the clumpsy man on his back made it harder to gracefully follow the paths since the man was so small. He where about to fall several times if Ipthoor hadn't swooped him up again.

Ipthoor's background story
Ipthoor was born and raised where he now lives. He's not better nor faster than any average dire horse but he has a brilliant mind. Since he where a little foal-ish he had always had taller legs compared to his body. He still has, but his body has still grown quite a lot.
He had a family of four, the mother, Tirill, The father, Cruthdarren and his two elder sisters, Gwalreth & Erinwyrr. It was a brave family, and they protected Ipthoor to the very end. The humans cavallery got close and started to shoot at them. Ipthoor's parents threw them self in front of him and took the bullets. His sisters tried to make him run meanwhile, but they got shot too. Ipthoor hid underneath his parents lifeless bodies. Scarred and full of tears he lied side by side by the bodies of his family. He chased away hungry viperwolves and protected them, but when slingers started to aproach he had to leave them to not set his own life in danger.
Ipthoor had a hard time finding food and shelter. He where totally depressed over the loss of his family and decided to never let the humans win this. He would take revenge.
Until he met George. He saved George's life and he where grateful. It occured only two months after the great slaughter and Ipthoor thought no human could be good. But now, here they are. Great friends and a proof that to extraterrestrials can live together in harmony and piece. They've tried to show their friendship around the planet but without success. The humans wanted to shoot Ipthoor and the Direhorses tried to Stomp George to the death. Their friendship where not accepted.

What should they do?

[canis,]

"A girl with a broken soul."
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My legs were burning fiercly, but I refused to stop. I couldn't stop.
All above me was the sharp sound of war, and the bodies of Ikran, Na'vi,
and human alike rained from the great world above. Most of them were
dead, a few severely injured who would no doubt die. I was frightened,
but my handler kept me moving. Kept my legs running, urged me to go
faster. But despite all of this, I could feel his fear just as strong as my
own. I kept running. Running. And then they appeared. A whole army
of them, lined up in a strong barrier across our path. My handler pulled
me to a stop, turning me around to avoid the army. But it was too late.
I was too late.

My handler dropped from my back, his body lifeless and limp. And I
could only keep running, because I feared for myself. Because I was
selfish with my life. I left him to die there alone as I ran away from
him. I still see that last little light in his eyes slowly fading until it
was no longer existent.

This, all of this, started when the humans came. They wrecked my home
land. Killed my handler. Slaughtered my herd. I had nothing left. I was
purely and utterly alone. I turned what the humans call feral. I was a
danger, an aggressive femme who would lash out at a glance. The Na'vi
tried to calm me after the death of my handler, but their efforts were
hopeless. I was too far gone, too far damaged, to ever entrust another
rider on my back.

I am a loner now. I have thrown out the spunky, outgoing old me and
exchanged it for a life of loneliness and guilt. I wish so badly to go
back to that day so that I may be taken with him, and we may be
together in our afterlife. But instead I am here, and he is there, all
alone.

Some may call me bent, not broken. But trust me my dears, I am
shattered.
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[Medd]

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“I was a warrior who dreamed he could bring peace... Sometimes you have to wake up.”
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Is this where it ends? Running, fleeing from the hands of the humans. Striding in paces as fast as my feet will go, not looking back and eyes glowing in the dark. But before I continue... Let's see how I got into this situation...

I was young, a little plumerian. Unlike other kid plumerians, I was born without my feathers... Instead I was given them. It was a quiet day, I was walking through a breezy forest and whistling softly. A crow burst from a nearby tree, startling me out of my skin. I regained my posture and continued to plod along the path, glancing around the beautiful forest. I didn't have any friends when I was little, so I made friends with the forest creatures.

Going over to the lake for a drink, I dipped my crainum and sipped at the cold water. Not much passed through the forest throughout the day, its what is in the forest that interests me. I heard a noise from behind. Suddenly, I slipped and fell head-first into the water. I came up and looked around, too embarrassed to realise that a whirling sensation was whipping up in the waters. With a gasp, I was sucked into the fast, whirling vortex of the lake.

I came around after a few days. I stood up and gazed at my picturesque surroundings. Some sort of creature glided above, it resembled a dragon. Shaking my head abruptly I looked around. The flashing colours surrounded me and emmence canopies loomed over me. I mumbled nervously and took another glance around, this wasn't how I remembered the forest...

Tired and hungry, a group of strange creatures lead me to their home. I ate some berries and stared at them. They looked like my childhood imagination creatures. Could they be? Was this all my dream... Becoming a reality? Years past, it felt like days... Getting lost in Pandora was easy. With great land and many adventures to be had, the time melted away.Then they came...

They took my herd away from me, my only friends. I don't know how they found Pandora... Did someone follow me? I know it's been years since I was in that forest but... What if years equals to days in my old dimension? This is a whole new land after all.They didn't want me because they said I was different. Being a plumerian I knew this. So instead, they took me to the lab. I was cold and alone for the first time in many years. All I can remember is... I didn't come out the way I went in. My personality adapted greatly, as did my appearance and reaction to the life in Pandora.

I became more like a direhorse. Looks wise that is. I grew stronger and learnt something that wouldn't be easily forgotten. I learnt distrust. Suddenly I knew all about the ways of Pandora, the creatures, smells and lifestyle. I had been transformed into some form of direhorse / plumie hybrid. My mane grew greatly and I had developed a new cool feature.

My eyesight allowed me to see in the dark, so I became sneaky and learnt to use my vision to my advantage. Cunning, courageous and clever I became, learning the adaptations I would need to make in order to stay alive. One day though, one day I heard what they were planning from my enclosure. I'd been waiting for this moment. They said that they would destroy the land to make room for construction. I broke free from my container at night, using my night vision to guide me.

I heard the shouts of the people behind me, my feet began to hurt from running and I was tired regardless. I made it to the tree canopy by climbing out of reach. I was out. This is it I thought... This could be it... This is the moment when I realised something needed to be done. This is when I came up with my plan...


[His eyes don't actually glow in the dark because powers aren't allowed, this was just to add to the storyline ^u^]

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Username→ MeddFinn

Name → Kane

Gender → Male

Image credit - Tumblr

[Amberlilli]

Ah good luck uwu
Same to you Wyrd! Such great forms!

[Paro]

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username:Froas
name:Aros
- from the river's mouth
nickname:n/a
- n/a
gender:male

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The forest was teeming with life, the syaksyuk swinging from the branches high in the canopy
and ikranay flying stealthily through the tops of the trees, searching for prey. Aros raced across
the forest floor, feet making little sound as he lept from the floor onto a higher branch of a rather
thick tree, thundering footsteps following close behind. He made his way higher into the tree
before a large creature rammed into the base of the trunk, vibrating the massive tree. Fear erupted
in Aros’ eyes as he scrambled to make a decision. Stay in the tree in hopes it won’t be toppled over, or find another means of exiting this creature’s presence. He eyed a close brand and without another though sprinted to the edge of the limb and took his leap of faith, scarcely making the jump and feeling his hands grip the bark as he reached to pull himself up. He look off through the branches of the trees, attempting to put as much distance between himself and the angtsìk as he could. When he felt he no longer was in danger, he took the time to stop and breathe, feeling the cool forest air fill his lungs. It has perfect here, though without the proper instruction, could be one of the deadliest. He had lived on Pandora since he was a mere child, coming with the few others test subjects. It was hard his first year, since he stayed in the encampment for the first six months and on the first outing, got attacked by a thanator. He was walking with the group when the black creature lept from the ferns and with his fearful nature, took off. He was first to be followed and if it wasn’t for another of his kind, he would have died there. He still gets into much trouble when he goes out, but with his experience, he knows how to deal with it. In his many years of living on the new planet, he's managed to catch sight of the many different beings living there, from the smallest bug all the way up to the native Na'vi that live in the area. He has yet to actually speak to one, but the natives tolerate their presence and that's enough for him.

Congrats! QDQ While it was one of the shorter stories, I liked how you included them into Pandora without making it seem a bit too forced.

Honorable mentions to canis, and meddfinn!

[ajohanna]

can't say that i am not disappointed..

congratulations. take care of this baby <3

[jensen ackles]

eeee grats froasssss
i knew you could do it hhh

[Amberlilli]

grats uwu

Hope to see him around in the fanclub!

[Froas]

sorry it's taken me so long to recognize this, It took me awhile to process... but I am just so happy ;w;
Everyone had such lovely forms and stories and I was surprised to see I won. I'll take good care of Aros ^-^
Wyrd, could you add me?