[Unhealthy Obsessions]

Bottom kit: Longer fur, Tail, Shine, Common hair

This kit is Up for Adoption!

Wish has stumbled upon a group of young parentless witches in training, and has decided to take them in herself. Between her and her garden she has a lot of free time to study with them and help them practice out of body magics and has decided to give each of them their own magic items to practice with while they live under her roof!

This little witch wants to find their own magic item! What magic item does this small witch want to receive from Wish?

These contests will go on for a month
It will end for all three kits on the 12th of september
This will be a mild impress me with some must haves.
Extras are allowed, there are two other kits in this batch, please read the main post before entering.
Please note: Kalons in this batch are uncommon and under. This kalon is Common. They can not create their own magic, the items they choose will do it for them whether this be spells, books, or wands ect.


This kalons shine will be added according to the winning form after the contest ends!
You may only choose one kit to try out for so choose carefully!!!
NO PARTNER FORMS PLEASE

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[zakuro.]

username ` zakuro.
name ` eden
gender ` female
orientation ` biromantic
magical item ` bell

why ? `

eden was mute for 3 years , and couldn't speak . she wanted to , but she couldn't . she became a garden-keeper for wish's magical plants , and quickly bonded with them . they would show her affection and love , and through them she learned to find her voice . once eden began to speak again , her voice was quiet . she became frustrated , and felt like not even trying to communicate anymore . the enchanted plants had been communicating with wish , as she would check in on eden during her garden hours and the vegetation would whisper cryptic messages to her as she would walk by .

after some time , wish enchanted a bell for eden to wear , that would project her voice as loud as she would like . her voice can be raised , lowered , and altered depending on certain situations and when she wants to use it . the bell has 1/2 a mind of its own , and can semi-communicate with eden at will . when she's in danger , the soul of the plant living inside can grow wildly to protect her , but only when she's in life-or-death situations .

under wish's guidance , eden is learning to communicate with and control her bell , and is making progress day by day.

mark ?? dont really have a solid connection so i may drop :0

[eli ayase]

username: eli ayase
name: circe, a greek witch
gender: female
magical item:
- giggly
- nervous
- extremely clumsy
- the intellectual tm
- believes education is the most important thing
why: wip!!

[neon.]

res,,, omg

[shawty-cs]

Username: cvddletown
Name: ian
Gender: female
Magical item: healing crystal
Why?:


reserve

[NURSENURSE]

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Mmmm pretty baby

[rnirai]

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- a magical aPRON
- specializes in healing magic (makes healing magic sOUP)

[Alihorse]

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[néktar]

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{ x username. néktar ∙ name. alima ─ learned, wise ∙ gender. female ♀ x }

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!! innocent sweet thing !!

you can learn things the easy way
or you can learn things the hard way.
it is always your choice, no one else's.

!! don't make it hard on yourself !!

life is full of mysteries, you can't stop
me from finding them all.

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!! don't try to cling !!

!! onto something that isn't there !!

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why the pearl.
she walked along the shore, she heard the waves calling out to her from the distance, yelling, cr
ashing, crying out for things that weren't theirs. but their pleas will never reach the shore, only s
he could hear them. it filled her heart with sadness and longing for the sea as it's voice would ne
ver be heard. or so she thought. she walked along, feeling the sand underneath her paws, the so
ft breeze combing through her hair like a mother's gentle hands caressing her own child. alima le
aned into the touch of the breeze and smiled, closing her eyes and enjoying it. wondering if this
was what a mother's touch felt like. as she walked on with her eyes closed and her mind blank, o
ther then the voices of the sea ringing in her ears. her paws felt the cold water wash over them
suddenly, though she did not open her eyes, instead feeling the pull of the water as it withdrew i
tself once more. though alima felt herself stumble for a moment, as though her paws just stoppe
d following her brains instructions to step forward. she opened her eyes suddenly and saw a simp
le shell, a conch to be precise, laying on it side. a small white pebble looking object caught her
eyes, it seemed to have rolled out of the peach colored conch. she bent down and picked it up in
her paw and as she was bending down she heard a soft cry from somewhere. she looked about co
nfused and slightly startled as it had said, "listen to me!" she looked out towards the sea but it ha
d gone quiet, she looked at the conch and lowered her ear to it. "listen child, listen! as i am the
voice of the sea!" alima gasped but picked up the conch with her other paw and held it to her ear
eager to hear more from the voice. it was calm but urgent, she felt a pull inside of her to listen t
o it. as she listened and stared at the pearl in her other paw, it rolled around and twinkled as the
voice spoke to her soul. "child i thought my voice would never reach the shore, you are up in the
clouds but i need you to dive deep, deep into my core, the black sea child. the black sea is where
my secrets are held. open the blackest shell and pull out my tongue, make me speak. spill my se
crets onto the earth, find my pearl and break it open, let my voice reach their ears! find the blac
k pearl!"
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“we are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.”
― arthur o'shaughnessy

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username; cheeb ● name; lydia ● gender; female


xxxxxit's hopeless.
xxxxxlydia rolled over onto her stomach. she couldn't sleep in her new bed, with its new sheets, and the new everything in this new place. she let out a small sigh, careful not to wake her siblings. while they weren't her own blood, she cared deeply for them, and didn't want them to see her awake and restless at -- she checked her watch quickly -- four am. without a noise, she crept across the room, grabbing her bag. its keychain rattled, and she tensed up. however, everyone else was still drifting off. lydia sighed in relief.
xxxxxthe kit tiptoed her way out of the house. the whole world seemed asleep: the trees fluttered in the breeze, and the songs of the birds were no more. the soft moonlight filtered down to the ground, and lydia found herself staring at it. the moon was a constant: it never changed, wherever you went. nobody could take it away. it was... her friend.
xxxxxthe garden's gates were open (wish must've forgotten to shut them, she pondered), and they seemed to welcome lydia to the flowery paradise within. she trotted towards it nervously, as if someone would lash out if she dared to tread on the dirt beneath her feet.
xxxxxin the darkness, lydia finally got her first good look at the garden. with its exotic plants that seemed etheral and otherworldly, it entranced the young girl. "wow..." she mumbled to herself, barely louder than a whisper. "this is really amazing... wish must be one of the greatest gardeners in the whole world!" she giggled a little, before nearly tripping on a fallen tree branch that somehow made its way into the garden.
xxxxxpast the poppies, tulips, and foreign plants that she couldn't wrap her mind around, lydia found a small patch of ground without anything growing on it. she sat down, putting her big brown bag next to her, unzipping it.
xxxxxwith a gentle yet firm grip, she pulled out her guitar.
xxxxxlydia smiled. her guitar was one of her only remnants of her past. it had the initials "m.s." scratched into it -- her mother's name. it was all she knew of her. that, and that the woman couldn't keep her.
xxxxxlydia felt a lump in her throat, but she shook her head. no, no, no! we're moving on! she told herself. this is a new place. a new chapter. we've finally got a home! she rummaged through the front pocket of her bag, pulling out a spare guitar pick. she gave the instrument a careless strum, making sure it was in tune. and then...
xxxxxshe played.
xxxxxit was a really simple song; lavender's blue, which was a simple traditional tune she must have heard as a child. the chords were the same the whole way through; a gentle, resolving repetition that filled the air... b, e, b, f sharp, b...
xxxxxin her own little world, the moonlight shining from above, the plants swaying along to the song, lydia was safe. she hummed the melody of the song under her breath, quietly, hesitant to disturb the near silence. lydia melted into her surroundings, finally gaining the courage to raise her voice to the world, singing along to the simple lullaby.
xxxxxshe was met with a shadow.
xxxxxlydia squeaked. she froze in place. was it one of her siblingss? no, it probably wasn't, she saw them asleep. she could have been too loud, however, and woke them... or, maybe it was wish. she didn't want to disappoint the older kalon, or break her trust at all. however, her fear became reality.
xxxxxcoming into view, wish rubbed her eyes. "what are you doing out here, dearie? it's really late."
xxxxxthe kit was usually very quiet; nearly silent, in fact. however, she couldn't control herself. her face turning beet red, she said, "i-i'm sorry, miss wish! i-i just wanted to, u-um, i couldn't sleep s-so i came out here a-and i --"
xxxxx"it's okay. what's on your mind?" asked the kalon.
xxxxxlydia sighed. "i... i couldn't sleep. this is all so... so wonderful, but... it's all so new. i-i'm scared. i'm scared that i'm gonna let you down. i'm not a very good witch, since i'm not good with memorizing spells and all that stuff..."
xxxxxwish shook her head. "that's not true. you just haven't found your object yet." she smiled. "besides, you seem like a talented musician! but, every artist needs their beauty sleep," she said, with a giggle. she extended her paw to the kit, who was still sitting on the ground. "let's go to bed, okay?"
xxxxxperhaps the moon was not her only friend.


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xxxxxmagical item & why;
xxxxxwhile other kalons opt to use wands, crystals, potions, and the likes, lydia's magical item isn't very traditional. she wished for something that had to do with music; something that was right up her alley. after all, learning spells was pretty difficult for the forgetful kit, but she was good at remembering notes and harmonies.
xxxxxlydia asked wish for an enchanted guitar pick.
xxxxxwhile it's a little unorthodox, it suits her interests perfectly. instead of reciting spells, lydia plays songs that will cast a particular spell. some require singing, some don't; either way, she has a fun time doing it. her favorite spells are growth ones -- she loves to sit down in front of the garden and serenade the flowers, helping them grow big and strong.
xxxxxof course, because of her "stage fright", lydia's still not very good at casting spells around people other than her siblings and wish. she's working on it, though, and is really grateful for all wish has done for her.






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xxxxxlydia, at the core, is a colorful soul. she's eager to discover the world around her, and at her humble age of twelve, she has a lot to learn. curiosity often gets the best of her, and she easily gets herself into trouble or danger. her dream is to go on some wild adventure, strumming her little guitar along the way, discovering just who her mother was and why she had to leave her little girl behind --
xxxxxhowever, there's one thing stopping her.
xxxxxlydia is anxious nearly all the time. she worries over the smallest of things: whether or not she said "thank you" in the right tone of voice, about how the end of her hair touches the ground, and about how small and squeaky she comes off as. lydia rarely ever speaks in front of people she doesn't know, and whenever she does, it's usually not much more than a whisper. she also tends to be very uptight, and the littlest actions will upset the timid girl. she feels badly about this, though, as she knows she's not too fun to be around.
xxxxxhowever, at home, with her siblings and wish, there's a different lydia. she's still fairly quiet, but she's laid-back, and willing to joke around with the other witches. she adores making bad puns, and she's always willing to sing a little song for them if they'd like. she's generally much more happy when she's around people she knows and trusts.
xxxxxlydia uses a lot of her pent-up nervousness in her music. she channels her fears into passions, and cries them out with the help of a little guitar pick. lydia plays a lot, even when she's not performing any witchcraft. she just really loves music.
xxxxxamongst her adoptive siblings, lydia tries her best to be the dependable one. she wants to be seen as a mature, reliable kit; especially by wish. she often ends up patronizing her peers in an attempt to be seen as "the kind one", but she tends to feel guilty about this afterwords. (she regrets a lot, doesn't she.) while she is quite intelligent, she's a bit of a try-hard when it comes to maturity.
xxxxxlydia is also a hopeless romantic. she dreams about a handsome boy (or pretty girl) coming along and sweeping her off her feet, carrying her into the sunset... she knows it's a silly dream, but she does hope to find love someday, when she's older. lydia knows that her shyness probably won't help with this, either, but a girl can dream, can't she?


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this batch was very beautiful and i'm so grateful i had the chance to enter for this babe.
thank you for taking the time to read this form!! ❤