[Novi]

Bump...? c:

[aurora & bloom]

I am announcing the winner in place of Mai-Mai-Mari, with her permission <3

And the winner is... Raff!
I love how thought out and well composed your entry was! Your story was sweet and offers an adoring idea of what you'll be doing next with your new kitsuneko! She seems like a brilliant shy girl with a bright personality! Reading about how she interacted with another and how her intended personality affected her responses was really wonderful! I would have loved it if there was more included about her unusual butterfly wings and how they define her from other kitsus, but this worked just as well and was enjoyable to read!

I'd like to offer an honorable mention to Ardra for your equally stunning form ♥
It was hard to pick a winner between these two, as I loved your fact and the dreams you gave her! And the name Flabella, it's so elegant and beautiful, you should definitely save it for a kitsu you fall in love with in the future! uvu/

@ impossible;;
I'm incredibly sorry but forms must be posted before the deadline, as Mai wasn't around to offer an extension!

[Ardra]

Congratz Raff! ^^ You are welcome to use my art : >

Thank you for the honourable mention as well! ^^

[Guest]

;n; Oh well, there will be others
Congrats Raff! You are super lucky.

I just wanted to post this so that it wouldn't fully go to waste

➳ Username:
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I'm impossible;; , and I fell in love with this girl and her transparent, unusable wings, so I have decided to try out! <3
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➳ Kitsu name:
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Her design reminded me of the sky (for the colors, wings, and pattern), so I have decided to name her Celio ("Sky" in Spanish).
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➳ Kitsu gender:
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Celio is a (very beautiful) female.
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➳ Give me a fact about butterflies:
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Monarch butterflies are the only butterflies that migrate. In winter and fall, they gather on trees in Mexico, and are mistaken for Halloween decorations by tourists, because of their orange and black color. In Mexico, people do not, in fact, celebrate Halloween. Around that time, though, they put up decorations for El Dia de los Mertos (The Day of the Dead). The Day of the Dead a holiday that celebrates the lives of loved ones who have passed, and decorations include skulls made of sugar and skeleton dolls. This only makes it more confusing for the tourists.
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➳ Personality:
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Celio is very dreamy. She looks at the butterflies and imagines being one of them. Most of the time, you will find her on some grass at twilight when the moths and fireflies come out, writing in her notebook, or on the roof of a building in a large and old city, scribbling down ideas, or sitting at the top of a cliff, sketching the view. She has a knack for finding beautiful places to be. Sometimes, she's not very good at communicating her ideas, because she's so familiar with them that she assumes everyone else is familiar with them too. She has a camera that she keeps with her to take pictures of the beautiful sky. She's a bit geeky. She loves ninjas, for some reason she hasn't quite figured out, and she knows how to use Photoshop, so she can edit the pictures she takes. She would prefer to live alone, because she's very shy and would like to avoid the confusion of the communication of her ideas. She knows Spanish, but she can't speak it, due to the vocal chords of foxes and cats being different to the vocal chords of humans. She has a slightly surreal sense of humor, and she is the kind of kitsu who would laugh at a confused tourist, not to be mean, but because it's funny. She's a bookworm who plans to write books of her own one day. She's already started to practice. Her stories tend to be more whimsical and surreal, and most of them have ninjas and butterflies, sometimes at the same time. Ah, well. Nobody's perfect.
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➳ One of Celio's stories:
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The Butterfly Ninja

The butterfly ninja paused, adjusting her black clothes one more time. She checked her pockets, mentally counting her butterfly-shaped throwing stars. Good, they were all there. She pulled her facecloth over her face more, and then, realizing it was too small, figured it would be best to start moving.
Stars and fireflies twinkled together in the night above the black figure. The butterfly ninja moved swiftly through a field of ripened wheat. The butterfly ninja was careful to match her movements with the wind, so that the rustle of her body navigating the golden stalks sounded like it came from the summer breeze.
When she was across the field, the entered the thick, dark woods on the other side. Tall, twisted trees spread their dark needles across the sky. The butterfly ninja wouldn't have been able to see, but somebody had tied soft orange, purple, and blue lanterns onto the trees with thick silver ribbon. The ladybug ninja leaned against the nearest of these trees, picking her teeth with a stalk of wheat. She rubbed her dark orange eyes and tossed the stalk away. She began to walk toward the path. The butterfly ninja followed.
"Grasshopper is lost," whispered Ladybug.
"Grasshopper? Lost how?" Butterfly's blue eyes went wide with shock, but she matched Ladybug's volume.
"The Feathered Warriors have taken him."
"They'll kill him!"
"Not if they want to keep using him as bait for our leader. They'll keep him alive then, to get ninja secrets, too. They won't expect a new ninja to find him as her initiation challenge."
"So I should go after him."
"Yes. Spider said it is your mission, to prove yourself."
Butterfly fidgeted uncomfortably, pulling her facecloth. She knew she'd just joined the ranks of the Gossamer Ninjas, but she thought she'd proven herself already. She'd tracked Ladybug, hadn't she?
Ladybug seemed to follow Butterfly's train of thought. She could do that remarkably well; she was, after all, Butterfly's sister, both biologically and by ninja-hood. She waited until Butterfly was finished thinking, and then spoke. "I don't count, I wanted you to find me. This is your real mission."
Butterfly blinked away tears. She'd waited a long time for the mission to prove herself, but she never knew it would be this impossible. The full weight of it settled on her shoulders, or it seemed to, making her slump. And Butterfly had been having nightmares about the Feathered Warriors since she was a child.
"Shhh, shhhh, I know, it's hard, but you're an amazing ninja. Only one year of training? That's better than me!" Ladybug tucked a stray strand of hair behind Butterfly's ear. "And who knows, Grasshopper might even be grateful." With that, she started back the way Butterfly came, pausing only to look at Butterfly with her graceful orange eyes and say, "Good luck." Then she was gone.
Butterfly rubbed her eyes and resolutely straightened her facecloth. She began tracking the Feathered Warriors.
She moved through the forest and out the other side like the shadow of a butterfly, which in many ways, she was. On the other side of the woods was a mountaintop. The sun was just beginning to rise over the hills. The butterfly ninja took a moment to admire the view. This peacefulness was interrupted, however, by a small songbird. It dropped a package on the butterfly ninja's lap and moved on.
The butterfly ninja looked suspiciously at the package. Inside was one of Grasshopper's throwing stars and a note:
"We have her. She is not in a comfortable position. At sunrise, use the light."
The ninja's first thought was Oh no, I hope they're not hurting her. Her second thought was of the throwing star. The butterfly ninja knew what to do. If one ninja has another's throwing star, and knows what time of day it was earned, they can teleport to that ninja.
So, Grasshopper's must have been at dawn.
The butterfly ninja held up the throwing star, and with a pop, she was somewhere else.
The floor was made of black squares. The one she was standing on lit up and became a glowing white square. She hopped from square to square and watched them light up. Clever, that takes away the ninja's advantage, she thought. I wonder if this would work. . . . She took out a throwing star and placed it on the square next to her. The glow moved to there, leaving the butterfly ninja to walk freely without being tracked.
A soft, low chuckle came from beside her left ear, accompanied by a soft, low voice to match. "Very good. But I can see by ultraviolet light. There is nowhere for you to hide."
The butterfly ninja immediately panicked and realized that she still had the grasshopper ninja's throwing star, so she threw it at the Feathered Warrior beside her. He was not expecting that, and he fell to the ground, lighting up several squares at once.
He was tall and had dark brown hair and orange eyes. His black wings were topped by a bright, orange-red patch bordered by gold. A few feathers had been knocked off, and the skin underneath was bleeding. He hissed. "So you want to play that game? If you can beat me, you get your little sneaky cricket. But if I win, I get to keep you and Grasshopper." He smiled and licked his lips.
Butterfly narrowed her eyes and lunged, holding one of her own throwing stars sharp side out. Blackbird Warrior wielded a sword. The butterfly ninja struck first, hard and fast, and the warrior countered, only partly succeeding in blocking the attack.
They continued to fight, until Butterfly held Blackbird down, his own sword pressed to his throat. "I win," she said.
"You wouldn't kill your ol' dad, now, would you?" Blackbird's voice became less creepy and more familiar as his lips curled up in a smile.
"Daddy?" she asked, putting the sword down.
"Where do you think your sister got her eyes from? You've become a brilliant fighter, by the way. You've definitely passed your challenge." Blackbird ripped the prop wings off his back and picked a spider throwing star from his pocket. He put it back once she'd seen it and opened his arms wide.
Butterfly's eyes widened and she paused before throwing herself on top of her dad to hug him. "I love you, Daddy, but I need to rescue Grasshopper now."
The ladybug ninja walked out of the shadows with a ninja that had Butterfly's blue eyes. "She's here," announced the butterfly ninja's sister.
"Mom!" yelled Butterfly, and-

Everything here happened long ago
The present is here, the past has flown
So open your eyes to the actual time
The ninja's story concludes with this rhyme

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[Novi]

Eeee, danke! nvn I swear Jinxx will be a beloved character. Now let's hope Francois doesn't mess her up//shot