[kanadensis]

I've always wanted to adopt out one of Arion's kits, so here we are! After a short vote this cutie was picked to be put UFA ^^
A million thanks to neondisaster for giving their hot boi Gristle to this breeding <3

This competition will be an limited impress me!
You may use unlimited writing/art pieces. The "limitation" is that through your form you must answer the following prompt:
What is their passion?

Show me how you would develop this cutie ;o
I will be judging based on how well the kit's character is conveyed and developed, as well as on creativity and uniqueness. Remember, quality > quantity ^^

Allowed:
You may use any form of writing (e.g. poems, song lyrics, stories, letters, scripts..), art (e.g. drawings, sketches, comics..), and/or multimedia (e.g. animations, videos, songs..) to help convey your ideas!
You may also commission parts of your form, but please remember to include the source of any art/writing/etc. that wasn't created by you!
Prettying up and off-thread forms are also allowed.

Not allowed:
- Developing them as an adult (sorry, they're still a kit >.<)
- Having them connected to Arion (the breeding was ooc)
- Anything that break's CS rules

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[b]Username: [/b]
[b]Kit Name: [/b]
[b]What is their Passion?: [/b]

If you have any further questions, feel free to shoot me a PM!

The deadline for this competition is Thursday, March 21st, 2019 @23:59 CS time!
Extensions will be allowed as long as they are requested by Thursday, March 14th @23:59.

Edits:
[S] shine, teeth, short hair
[C] tail, long fur
[U] ears
[NR] sclera

[Calibri]

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[Brennan-q.]

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Username:➷.River.➷

Kit Name: Carmena

What is their Passion?:

Carmena has a deep passion for what she loves. Although she may be young, she takes it seriously and hopes you don't make fun of it. Whenever she can, she dives herself into her poetry book. It's a passion she got from her mother, Linay. Her mother taught her at a young age how to write stories, journals, and poetry. Although Carmena loves to write stories and journal, her deepest passion has always been poetry. When she was younger, her mother would take her to Rinetto Meadow, a small field that was very isolated. They would lay down and have a picnic underneath a large willow tree. As they would eat, they would observe the many creatures that passed through the fields. Somedays when they went they would write about the animals, somedays they would write about the land. Carmena has treasured one poem that her and her mother wrote together. It goes:
Softly fall, softly fall
Up again, the echoes call
Crawl along near,
And you shall hear
The voice calling,
Calling for all to be near

When she is in the meadow, Carmena always thinks of her mother and the day they wrote the poem. Carmena doesn't like to speak of her mother, for it pains her to say, but she shall share. When Carmena was young, her and her mother were walking through the meadow to head to the willow. As they were walking, Carmena's mother suddenly placed her paw on her heart and froze. Carmena, not knowing what was happening, tugged at her mother's arm. "Mama, there's a deer by the willow! Look it has babies!" Her mother slowly knelt to the ground and said to Carmena, "Honey, run home and get papa. Tell him mommy had an accident okay? Hurry along now dear! I love you." Unknowingly, Carmena said ok, and ran to get her father. "Papa Papa! Mommy told me to get you because she said she had an accident." Carmena's father's face went pale, and he ran towards the meadow after telling Carmena to stay here while he got some help. Carmena, very confused, said okay and sat down on the couch. After a while, her father came and put her into the car and they went to visit Carmena's grandma. Carmena asked her father, WIP

[Jippy]

Holy guacamole! c:

I scooted my stool closer, getting a good look at the progress of the bird I was tattooing. It was coming alive, a songbird trapped by in a cage of vines. I was so focused that when my phone started ringing I nearly gave the poor bird a nasty scar. I scrambled to fish my phone out my pocket before answering. "Hello?" "WHAT?!" The phone slipped from my hand, landing on the ground with a thud. My aunt looked over at me with concern. "Kali?" she whispered. I ran out of the shop, calling for the nearest taxi before jumping in. "Where to?" he asked. "The airport."

I burst through the New York City hospital doors, nearly collapsing on the nurse at the front counter. "Woah woah, are you okay ma'am?"

"I need to see her."

"EURA!!" I shoved open the curtain. My face fell at the sight I faced. Euraline had bruises and cuts all over her beautiful face, bandages wrapped her right arm and on the top of her head. Her face looked swollen and a black eye was forming on her left eye. "EURALINE!!!" I cried, embracing her in a tight hug. I cried into

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[Madziu]

Marky

[SandSpider]

Mork

[Eleya]

Mark <3