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❝ Yᴏᴜ ʀᴜɴ ᴀᴄʀᴏss sᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴀʟ ᴡɪʟᴅʟɪꜰᴇ! ❞

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ᴇᴅᴇɴ, ᴡɪʏʙʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʀɢᴀʀᴇᴛ.

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ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ

as you and the others traverse the untamed wilderness in silence, you reminisce on your time in the kingdom;

it had been quaint, friendly. those are the first words that come to mind. the kingdom had been very different from what you'd thought it'd be when you first heard of it and when you'd first arrived. it wasnt too big but not terribly small either, and you might even call it cute in some aspects. it had all the appeal of a small country town and a bustling city kingdom combined, and you found it much more of a joy to be there than you'd thought it'd be, even despite the many trials and quests you underwent during your stay. the folks there had been very welcoming too, and you had been surprised, considering where you'd come from, where outsiders were not regarded so highly unless they had fanciful items or shiny jewels and coins to speak of.

your mind drifts as time passes and progress is made, and you find yourself unable to focus on a single thought for very long after that. you allow your mind to roam freely, and you end up thinking about a lot of things. how you'll get to the next town, if there is one; if you'll find another place suitable to set up camp for the night, if need be; what if you meet another dragon, or something possibly worse?

as the night begins to settle on the world and the sky grows dark and fills with stars, you and your party members set up a tent and small fire, rationing the some of the food you'd gathered from the town before you'd left. though the night is cold, the warmth of the fire provides a nice contrast.

for awhile, the silence that settles on your makeshift camp is welcomed, and you let your thoughts roam again. however, the quiet doesnt last. a rustle from a nearby bush spooks miss margaret and wiyby, and you reach for your wand instinctively.

the rustling continues for a few moments before abruptly stopping, and a strange, strange little creature hops out of the bush and settles by the fire. it makes no move to attack any of you, but it also doesnt even pretend to notice you either.

miss margaret laughs, while miss wiyby looks a bit disturbed, but nonetheless puts away her weapon. you follow suit out of courtesy, instead deciding to watch the strange creature--a bit like a rabbit, a bit like a deer, a bit something else, perhaps--and wondering if it had followed you three this whole time.

it'd be quite silly if it had.

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[mikey]

❝ After setting up camp for the night, you encounter some local wildlife. Are they helpful or a hindrance to your hero?
Wonder how you'll deal with this one... ❞
Kalons;; My whole party
Word count;; 153 / 150

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The two kalons slept in the forest, reluctantly. Though Castiel was the only one who refused to sleep. She watched over the other two kalons, Faye pretty much being smothered by Caspians thick fur. But they didn't seem to mind. They were content. Which made Castiel happy.

Castiel was watching the firefly's with curiosity. The patterns in which they flew didn't seem all that random. It was like they were following an order in which they were to go. Though this peace was quickly interrupted when the was a soft bang. Castiel looked around and saw a small bird who had just crashed into a tree.

Castiel wandered over to the hurt animal and picked them up softly. She sighed, nothing was particularly wrong. The poor thing was just stunned. So she waited and cared for it as best as she could before it flew away into the night from where it came.

[whimerri]

Prompt 6

[CSMintCat]

Prompt #6 with Cody.
(287 words.)

Other than the initial hesitation that he faced when entering the forest, the rest of the evening went pretty smoothly for Cody. He had covered a decent amount of distance before he decided it was getting too dark and to set up camp for the night. After setting up his tent in a convenient clearing he found, Cody left his supplies (letting out a sigh of relief as he was free from the weight of his bag) and went of to find some suitable pieces of wood to make a fire.

It wasn't difficult at all to find tinder -he was in the woods, after all, and twigs were abundant- and Cody had quickly gathered an armful. He made his way back to camp, happy that the bumpy start he initially had didn't affect the rest of his journey in any way. As he neared the camp, however, he realized that his tent was moving. Something was inside. Cody froze in his steps, the fear that had gripped him at the start starting to creep up again. He couldn't just abandon his things, he reminded himself, so he forced himself to quietly creep closer to the unzipped entrance of the tent.

Just then, a skunk poked its head out of the tent. Cody stifled a scream of surprise, knowing fully well that it wouldn't end well. He was just considering if it would be a good idea to lure the skunk away when the little creature let out a (rather menacing) hiss, and that was all it took for Cody. He grabbed his backpack and backed away from the tent, deciding that he could wait until morning to pack up again, when the skunk had (hopefully) left.

[yen.]

Prompt Six
Featuring: Callisto, Synesthesia
226 words

Synesthesia clung to Callisto like her life was on the line. The rustling of the grass around them set her fur on end. There had to be something running around here, or worse, multiple things. What if it attacked them? Synesthesia was still healing her wounds, and if something came at her now they would get worse. She might have to abandon the mission and leave Callisto on his own!
Suddenly a small creature popped out of the grasses and sat in front of the two kalons. It looked like an overly-fluffy, two headed,
fanged chipmunk, and that was absolutely terrifying to Synesthesia. She let out a loud shriek, hoping to scare it away, but it didn't move at all. It just stared at her, right in the eyes. Seeing into her soul. Slowly devouring it from the outside. Imagining it made Synesthesia cry out again, hiding behind Callisto who was completely unphased.
"It's just an odd-looking chipmunk, it won't hurt you...?" He said, a little questionably. In all honesty, he didn't have any idea what this creature was going to do. The fangs were a little worrying, but it seemed mostly harmless. Callisto dared to reach out and pat it's head gently. Shocked, the chipmunk sprinted away from him, and out of sight.
Synesthesia trembled slightly. She probably wouldn't be able to sleep that night.

[cervidae]

prompt six
kalons used: full party
-kicking off from prompt five-

taking refuge in the cave was far from a desirable occurrence. moisture from the pool collected on the individual protrusions, jutting from the ceiling in an almost menacing fashion. despite fenway's best attempts to reel in some kind of light, the bite of the oddly heavy winds quickly extinguished any hope of such. sveta groaned in dismay, holding her head in her paws, beleth boorishly was propped up against a rock, sleeping, as inane as it seemed.

they weren't too far into the depths of said cave, wait for the right hour and sunlight would peek from behind what seemed to be an endless array of stalagmites. it could easily be mistook for a simple bear's den, despite sporting several glowing fungi. they were deep within the feylands, and as expected, bats had taken a liking to the place.

they were delicate creatures, feytouched, the soft membrane of their wings strewn with what seemed to almost be lace, with glowing tendrils. their bodies bore interesting patterns that shimmered, likely reflecting their own luminescence. it seemed to be akin to a kalon's shine, and in a similar fashion, seemed to communicate by such. (as well as the glowing)
fenway was thankful for the light, dropping his flint in exchange for watching the cluster that seemed to dot every corner of the ceiling. sveta looked up slightly, grinning as she met a particularly small bat's glance. (they had such large eyes, almost childlike.) beleth of course, like the sleeping mess he is, didn't notice as another swooped down, his silvery hairpin in foot. it was shiny, after all! they didn't have much in the way of food as it is, but they spared a few fruit (and to fenway's dismay, a few unfortunate insects) that of which the bats lapped up happily.

come morning, and apparently one of them was lost in the frenzy of things, and soon came to accompany the trio for a ways before flitting back to the mass of the precious mammals.

[skywishes01]

day 6 prompt.

vi. wildlife
nisha, aria, ???

(note: all three kalons are on my roster post)

“Hey, Nisha.” Aria whispers. “Look over there.”

The two kalons have just completed the setting up of their camp; it went much smoother this time around, much to Aria’s relief. They’d found a small cave to spend the night in – but in the permanently dark world they lived in, night was a vague concept; the partners had relied solely on their body clocks, on how tired they were, physically and mentally. Which of course meant that Nisha attempted to call a ‘night’ every half an hour, claiming that if she took one more step, she would collapse.

(Aria has learnt to just keep walking; the exhausted Nisha somehow always manages to find a miraculous burst of energy.)

They’re currently on a search for firewood and food, because someone got a little greedy and polished off the last of their food supplies (“What, do you want me to starve?” protests Nisha). Being in the forest is slightly less intimidating than standing outside it, mainly because they haven’t sighted any of the shadow monsters yet. But even Nisha isn’t willing to get too complacent; they’re sticking to the path like a dog on a bone. She knows all too well how expansive these woods are- and how easy it is to get lost.

It seems that Aria has gotten distracted, though. Again. Nisha holds a good amount of wood in her arms- she’s used to this - while Aria holds a single stick, which she’s currently pointing off to the right of the path. Nisha sighs. So far, Aria has excitedly shown her a deer, a disturbingly close beehive, a questionable pile of ‘acorns’, and a flower. A flower. Nisha knows that Aria’s never been out of the village, but this is a bit too much.

Still, she walks over to where Aria is standing. It’s not because she cares about Aria’s happiness or anything – definitely not. She’s just not bothered to argue with her right now.

Aria’s eyes are still glued to whatever new, amazing thing she’s seen this time. Peering between the tree trunks, Nisha’s curiosity is piqued when she doesn’t recognize the creature they’re looking at.

“Is it some kind of dog?” Aria asks, with all the naivety of a small child.

Nisha doesn’t know. The creature has its back to the two kalons, but she can tell it has four limbs; it’s crouched next to a small stream, and seems to be… playing with the water? It’s dabbling its front legs in the running water, occasionally flicking a few droplets up at itself. It has a curled lion-like tail and downturned ears, and what appears to be hair tumbles down from its head. The hair is meticulously neat and styled- that’s what confused Nisha. The animal’s pelt is made up of swirls of brown, its fur short and soft in appearance. She’s seen that type of fur before. In fact, the whole body structure looks rather familiar…

Nisha suddenly straightens.

“Aria, that’s not a dog.” Nisha feels stupid.

“That’s a kalon.”

Aria’s wide eyes flick to Nisha. “A what? Because I’m pretty sure I heard you say kalon, but-“

“You heard right.” Nisha raises her voice, slightly. “It’s a kalon.”

The kalon at the river freezes. It’s heard them. Nisha and Aria stand stone-still, like criminals caught in the act. The kalon’s head turns, and its green eyes sweep the pair like headlights. Its face is expressionless, its paws still wet. Beside her, Nisha hears Aria hyperventilating. I should probably do something before she explodes.

“Um.” The uncertainty in Nisha’s voice makes her wince. “Hi.”

The kalon does not respond.

“We come in peace?” she adds hopefully.

Still silence.

“O-kay…” Nisha’s just uncomfortable now. She looks to Aria for backup; no help there- her partner’s face is still utterly freaked out. She scans the forest for an excuse. Her eyes land on a bush of bright, inviting purple berries. “We’re just going to take some food and go then…”

She reaches a hand for the berries.

“Stop.” The unfamiliar voice makes Nisha listen; a rare occurrence. Aria has ceased breathing altogether.

The kalon rises from her position, fully turning to face Aria and Nisha.

“Those are poisonous.”

Nisha snatches her arm back, quick as a whip. Her face is aflame; she can’t believe she made that rookie mistake. She’d never seen those berries before- that alone should have made her wary. Aria’s breathing seems to have returned to normal; is that a soft chuckle Nisha hears?

The kalon walks closer until it is standing right in front of the pair. It seems unabashed and completely unafraid of them. Picking up a twig from the ground, she pierces one of the purple berries. It disintegrates in a menacing cloud of equally purple smoke.

Nisha is suddenly very glad she did not eat those berries.

“The Darkness brought them here.” says the kalon. Aria is watching her carefully; she looks less scared than Nisha expected.

“Shadow-berries.” Nisha murmurs. The kalon looks at her with a surprisingly bright smile.

“Yes. That is a good name for them. Shadow-berries.” She repeats the word thoughtfully, rolling it around her mouth. She looks back to Nisha, the same smile still on her face. “I can show you some not poisonous berries, if you would like?”

“That… that would be very helpful.” Nisha swallows her pride; it tastes horrible. She can sense Aria smirking next to her. The kalon beckons them down to the riverside. She kneels down once more, plunges her paws in the water again. Moving aside some river-grass, the kalon reveals a clump of blue berries, camouflaged against its watery home. She picks the clump one berry at a time.

This berry Nisha recognizes. “Poseidon’s tears.” She looks at the kalon with slight respect. They’re supposed to be extremely difficult to locate.

“Is that what they are called?” The kalon examines her pawful of fruit. “I have always called them water-berries.” She stares for a while longer at the berries, before standing up and offering the food to the two partners. Water still drips from her paws.

Aria finally speaks up. “Thank you.” She takes a berry, looks to Nisha for confirmation that these will not kill her – Nisha nods – and pops it in her mouth.

The strange kalon does the same, except she eats about five of them at once. Nisha’s still too embarrassed to take one.

“What is your name?” she asks instead.

“My name?” The kalon speaks through a mouthful of blue. “Amalie.”

Aria has finished her berry. “It’s a pretty name.” She looks thoughtfully at the kalon. “This is your home, Amalie?”

The kalon shakes her head. “Not anymore.” There’s a tinge of fear in her voice; Nisha is reminded of why she herself left the forest. “I must get away from this place.”

A smile grows on Aria’s face. Nisha is too slow to stop the words that come out of her partner’s mouth-

“Why don’t you come with us?”

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AMALIE has joined the party.

1163 words. (not counting the lil bold bit)

[waffle02]

Prompt Six

Depends on who you ask...

[arcticlights]

Day 6 Prompt
Kiichigo
Wɪʟᴅʟɪꜰᴇ


Forgive me, I seriously didn't have time to color and add a bg to this ;-;

[beautea]

prompt six
kalon used: althea, peregrine, & james

James had to carry Peregrine away because he wasn't sure if the animals were dangerous [and because Peregrine messed up his foot], while Althea doesn't have a care in the world.