Staff Litter Discussion Thread

[Wolven Girl]

okay I'm trying to figure out who all Bel Racat has denied so I can start working on her hints....

I know she has denied
( p.455 )
( p.455 )
( p.340 )
( based on repetition of 'Yakone is not a comet' beside 'I already denied one of these pups'


pretty sure this is all of them. x:

For items she has given the red goddess sash and the polar bear... have we found anything else?
found this on page 292
"bel racat's items all appear to be pointing towards a winter or snowy theme, what with the polar bear, coat, scarf, and snow."
responded to by Bel Racat who did not deny any of the items, so I'm assuming this list for now...

Hints ( the chart does not seem to be up to date at all :< )
grown by day 11 ( p.507 )
Yakone is not a comet ( p.481 )
Yakone shares a name with a Seekers bear, but it not related to Seekers; they may or may not have things in common; its native origins may be important. ( p.468 )
name means 'Red Aurora'
similarish to one of her previous staff pets ( p.245 )
these quotes of hers seem to be important: Hmm could it be "as below is not above" in your sig? Or "Give every man thy ear but few thy voice." - Hamlet (Act I, scene III)" in your interests? May be too obvious but worth a shot cx ( p.299, p.301 )

So could hers be this one?

It's been stated many times before that this pup has faint snowflake markings, which would lend to the "snow" theme.
It also fits the meaning of the name.

Bel denied that one on the hints chart

[Sixx O'Clock]

Dangit, I didn't see that she denied it. Thought I was onto something. XP

[ïṉкɾєαℓṃ]

okay I'm trying to figure out who all Bel Racat has denied so I can start working on her hints....

I know she has denied
( p.455 )
( p.455 )
( p.340 )
( based on repetition of 'Yakone is not a comet' beside 'I already denied one of these pups'
( based on hint chart )


pretty sure this is all of them. x:

For items she has given the red goddess sash and the polar bear... have we found anything else?
found this on page 292
"bel racat's items all appear to be pointing towards a winter or snowy theme, what with the polar bear, coat, scarf, and snow."
responded to by Bel Racat who did not deny any of the items, so I'm assuming this list for now...

Hints ( the chart does not seem to be up to date at all :< )
grown by day 11 ( p.507 )
Yakone is not a comet ( p.481 )
Yakone shares a name with a Seekers bear, but it not related to Seekers; they may or may not have things in common; its native origins may be important. ( p.468 )
name means 'Red Aurora'
similarish to one of her previous staff pets ( p.245 )
these quotes of hers seem to be important: Hmm could it be "as below is not above" in your sig? Or "Give every man thy ear but few thy voice." - Hamlet (Act I, scene III)" in your interests? May be too obvious but worth a shot ( p.299, p.301, p.52 )
HINT ON PAGE 143 ( either confirming wolfish outcome or basically useless )
name says a lot about her, provides multiple hints apparently ( p.141 )

Things name is confirmed not to be related to:
Seekers, Legend of Korra

okay updated ;;
I'm still at a loss so off to search for more clues in places besides her forum posts....
edit: I'll get back to this later; dog fell asleep o one of my arms ;;

[Wolven Girl]

@ïṉкɾєαℓṃ I'm going to remove the heavily edited ones, because they don't fit bel's style

[Shabbat Shalom]

I am going to drop this now.....the caterpillar/butterfly dog is mine^^
ehehe
hope you enjoy their little story c:

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Lyrics & Theme: Benjamin Wallfisch and Dísa - New World Coming

She was flying, her wings strong and silent with feathers made of starlight. Around her swirled the soothing night; a storm of deep blues; an endless ocean full of stars, dreams, and hopes.
Wings moved without the slightest efforts, carrying her deeper and deeper into the warm hands of the darkness until all she could see was the golden sparks of the stars as she passed them.
Faster and faster, deeper and deeper until the sky around her exploded into light.

Cold. A soft but chilly breath tickled her fur, carrying the smell of frost. She could not tell what it was that woke her in the end, but she silently cursed it, pressing her eyes together in the faint hope she could simply slip back into her dream. Ever since she was born she had dreamed of flying; the idea of just leaving the world behind caused her heart to ache every now and then.
“Etessia?” A soft voice called out to her, careful and gentle.
A tired sigh escaped her mouth before she started to blink, allowing the early light of the day to enter her eyes. Only a few inches away from her nose sat a caterpillar, his soft yellow colour glowing faint golden in the sunlight. The pair of small black eyes looked up at her, full of expectations.
“You are up early, Jack.” Her words were unable to decide if they wanted to be a question or a statement.
“I want to show you something,” he replied gently.
For a little while, Etessia eyed her friend with suspicion before she nodded in agreement.
With tiny feet, he slowly climbed up her muzzle, moving to the top of her head, the place he always took when they were racing through the endless fields and forests into the open arms of their world.
“Lead the way, little man!” Etessia teased him cheerfully.
“Down these hills.”
“Alright.” Without any further notice, the young dog stormed forward.

The earth underneath her paws felt cold but soft, and the tips of the grass were sparkling like little diamonds from the early sunlight gathering on the little drops of dew. Her warm breath drew little white clouds in the air. The trees around them had started to turn red and orange a while ago, forming a sea of fire each time the sun would light their crowns.
Their way led them through the depth of the forest, over small meadows and little brooks gurgling cheerfully as they followed the old paths to the wider and even older rivers.
More than once she wanted to ask him about the place he was leading her to, but there was something about him, the way he barely talked at all, a silent melancholy that made her keep the words to herself.
It took them a while to reach the destined place, but she knew they had arrived the moment her eyes fell upon it.

It was a huge meadow, a soft green grass hill, with a huge willow tree on top of it. A green island within the red ocean of dying leaves. Not far away a little brook with crystal clear water silently passed them before vanishing in the forest.
She slowed down, walking up the hill till they reached the willow tree. It was ancient and majestic, and if you listened closely you could hear it singing stories of long forgotten times.
“What is this place?” She asked, her voice low in respect of the magical feeling running through her veins.
“I was born here,” Jack revealed, slowly climbing down her and wandering towards the tree.
“You know,” he continued, struggling to find the right words. “My time as caterpillar has come to an end.”
Etessia sat down, resting her head to the side as she watched her friend climbing up to one of the lower branches.
“What?”
“I have come here to sleep; to change. I will be gone for a long while.”
“You can’t leave me!” She called out, unwilling to listen to his words.
“But this is the circle of life. We all have to leave one day.”
“But…” Tears ran down her cheek, a stream of pain dropping down to the soft ground.
“I will not die. I will come back. I don’t know when, but I will.”
“We still have so much to do. So many adventures.”
“We will go on these adventures. Just not now.”
Etessia swallowed heavily, trying to ignore the feeling inside her chest, the stone that was pushing her towards the ground.
“You should have told me earlier.”
Jack didn’t reply. Instead, he started spinning a cocoon as golden as the sun.
She wanted to yell at him, scream about how he dared to do this to her. But she couldn’t.
Instead, she only watched with wet eyes as her friend slowly vanished behind a thin wall of light.
“Goodbye, Etessia.”
“Goodbye.”
With these last words Jack closed the last open spot in his silken cage, leaving Etessia with nothing but silence.

She missed him from the first day on. His voice ringing in her ears, his laughter filling the air. She had been so used to his company that his absence hurt like a thorn inside her heart. The only comfort came when she would greet him at the start of the day and later lay down underneath the willow tree at the end, the cocoon right above her head, and tell him about the wonders of her day. She told him of the last leaf slowly sailing towards the ground; of the ocean of fog covering the fields and meadows. She told him of the frost, lining every blade of grass in silver shimmers. She told him of the first snow; of her surprise when a little delicate snowflake landed on her muzzle, remaining there for a second before it slowly melted. She told him of the storm that left the world in a deep white cover, swallowing every sound. She told him of the green lights that lit up the sky in the middle of the night, dancing in the sky together with the millions of stars. She told him of the sun setting the world on fire when her golden light touched the snow or when the moon turned it into diamonds. She told him of the ice that swallowed the rivers and lakes.
She told him of the first flower breaking through, a daring gesture against the cold. She told him of the snow melting to make a place for all the new life rising out of the ground.
She told him everything; and sometimes she cried silently when her words had faded into the soothing night.



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There's a new world coming
And it's just around the bend
There's a new world coming

This one's coming to an end

There's a new voice calling
You can hear it if you try
And it's growing stronger
With each day that passes by

There's a brand new morning
Rising clear and sweet and free
There's a new day dawning
That belongs to you and me
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Like every day in the morning, the sun reaching out with warm hands to melt away the frost that once more had covered the world over night, Etessia made her way down the hills to the willow tree. Sleep still in her eyes, she nearly stumbled over a few branches when she saw it.
The sunlight touched the cocoon like every morning, but something was different this time. A glow seemed to come from the inside, so bright it could easily win over the sun. Carefully, she stepped closer, her paws making no sound on the soft earthen ground. Emerald eyes scanned the cocoon, taking in every edge, every curve to determine the cause of the glow only to come to the conclusion that the golden shine came from inside. Like a heartbeat the light pulsated within the thin walls, brighter and brighter with every beat.

Suddenly, making Etessia stumble a few steps backwards, the outer skin of the cocoon broke. A thin crack ripped the fragile wall in two, breaking into two what had been one for so many months. Panic rose inside her heart, her breath quickened as the blood rushed faster and faster through her veins. The light emerging through the crack nearly blinded her in its brightness. A light like liquid gold exploded into dust as soon as it left the safety of the cocoon, filling the air around her with kind laughter and cherished joy. A feeling of comfort spread in her chest, driving away the panic before sweetness could lay warm hands around her heart.
Once more, a faint crack reached her ears as the walls gave in completely, freeing what had been hidden there for such a long time.
With the freed forces of a storm, wings unfolded; wings wide and fragile, yet strong. They were the colour of a pale yellow, the wind slowly drawing a green pattern on their surface.

Etessia took a step backwards, confused and uncertain of what she just had witnessed. She was afraid and curious at the same time, her heart racing as she eyed the butterfly in front of her, scanning his appearance from the tips of his wings to the end of his antennae.
Only when she looked into his eyes, a pair of small, warm black eyes, she finally understood.
“Jack!” She called out in disbelief, taking a daring step closer.
“Of course,” the butterfly replied, smiling down at her from the depth of his heart.
“I…” She started, but her words fell apart as she took in his changed appearance over and over again.
“You…” Etessia started to grin. “You look amazing.”
“Thank you,” Jack replied, taking a few first attempts with his newly earned wings, feeling the soft air carrying him without any effort.
“Thank you also for telling me your stories.”
“You heard them?” She called out in disbelief.
“Of course I did. Every single one.”
He took a few flaps towards her, slowly sitting down upon her muzzle.
“You grew as well,” he noted, smiling widely. “You are not the pup I left when the frost came.”
Etessia couldn’t help but giggle.
“I guess we both changed. But you know what? I am still more than ready for an adventure.”
“Adventure, eh!”
“Yep.” She grinned widely, emerald eyes glowing in excitement.
“Where do you want to go?”
“The stars?”
“The stars it is!”
And with a strong beat of his wings, the butterfly raised into the air, welcoming the soft breeze warmed up from the sunshine.
Etessia didn’t wait much longer to jump to her paws, racing over the soft green grass.
Together they chased after the sunlight, over hills and rivers, up into a new adventure. A new journey with only the wind as their loyal guide on the way to a new world.

Sniff sniff, such a nice tail!

[Coalchaser]

The meaning of my first hint has been correctly guessed at least once. Don't take the hint so literally. c;

[1Bela]

@raey that story is beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3333333

[Birchii]

Alrighty! I have time to update the hints chart with any missing hints, so if there's a hint you know about that's not on the chart, lemme know and I'll add it! That includes any denials too ^^

[1Bela]

i am 99.9999999999999999% sure this pet is Yagmur's

Edit: their pup always has some sort of hair

[Wolven Girl]

@ïṉкɾєαℓṃ I'm guessing that one of these is bel's puppy