[milo.]

gonna watch ~

[Lillybear]

Omg Res!
Wish is kisses or something similar?

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

FLORENCE; Gender: male.
»Florence means the blossom. It's a fitting name, don't you think?
It might be considered a female name, but I don't mind. I like it.«









»»Raising Hell« huh? I know, this most probably sound pretty weird to you. But let me explain, alright? Thanks.
No, I am actually not Satan trying to take over the earth or whatever might've gotten into your mind now...
When i was younger I had a mentor. A Viscet with fur as black as the night and many, many scars from vairous battles, which he loved to tell me about. He was indeed not my father, but the Alpha of our pack. And I looked up to him like I did to no one else. He taught me how to hunt, he taught me how to swim and dive for fish. He taught me how to hide properly and how to jump as far and climb as high as no one else. He also taught me how to make natural dyes out of the colors that nature provides us with. He showed me how to make flower crowns and how to built decoration out of junk. He taught me everything I need to know, including the saying that later became the wish of mine - Raising Hell. Actually, he always used to say "to find happiness you have to bring down heaven and raise hell". And what he meant by it was, that whatever you want to achieve in life, it probably will never be equal to real happiness. Because achieving real happiness is as impossible as bringing heaven down to earth or raising hell above the ground. I know that he actually just wanted to tell me that trying would always be without purpose in the end, and not that someone actually could do that, being the old grump he was. But my dearest wish is to prove him wrong. I want to prove him that we, if we truly want to, are capable of bringing down heaven and raising hell. I am positive, that I can do that one day. That I can raise hell to earth's ground and find true happiness - in whatever this might be. And for me it's not only about achieving happiness, but about achieving everything I want to, no matter how impossible it might seem.«



»We can never know, what life may bring upon us. Don't you agree?
When I was just a little Viscet, my biggest dream was to own a candy-shop. I had no reason for this except for the one that I really loved candy and I wanted to share that love. Everyone in my pack labeled me off weird - of course. We were wild Viscets more than anything, so one of us getting something like a job? Never. And when I grew up, I started to agree with them. No candy-shop for little Florence.
But you know what? I do own one now. It's located in a small suburban city that's inhabitated by Viscets and humans alike. And I can tell you something - getting that little shop was by far the happiest moment of my life. Every day before school the human children come and get their candy, I sell it really cheap, because I just want to see some happy faces. I also always add a small gift to their paper bags. Later on the day the older humans come, they enjoy my candy as much as the little ones do. Many of my customers are also Viscets, of course, and through that one year in which I own this shop now, I've made so many friends.
But I still don't think that I managed to raise hell, though. I love seeing the smiles on my customers faces every day and I can say, that I literally live my childhood-dream. But there's still something missing.
One of my customers is different than the others. His smile is different, his voice, his laugh. Maybe he can help me raise my hell?«

[caeleste]

Username;; chameleon.
Name;; Fleur
Gender;; female
Wish;; "blossoms never wilt,"
Why is that significant to them/why wish for that?;; fleur's wish is literal and figurative. first off, the literal part- she hates, hates, hates autumn. the flowers die, all the leaves fall, and it's just so bare. but if she gets her wish, the beautiful blossoms will stay all year long, and bring happiness to her.
Extras;; like art maybe soon
le wip

[stormzien]

Username;; tigerclaw5197
Name;; Blossom
Gender;; female
Wish;; Help the homeless
Why is that significant to them/why wish for that?;; The reason she wants to help the homeless is because so many people just ignore or don't care about the starving, cold, and poor. WIP
Extras;; WIP

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(Pronounced Ache-e-ahh)

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Name;; Acaia
Nicknames;; Honey-Child
Gender;; Female

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Personality;;
Sweet-Shy-Kind-Helpful
Laid back-Motherly like

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Her wish;;
"Honey Helpers"
H-hi! I'm Acaia.. Also know as the "Honey Child".
No its not due to my love of honey, but my love for bees.
Weird, right? But I remember a story about them...
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[whimsyy]

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[Alluring]

Username;; Alluring
Name;; Flower
Gender;; Female
Wish;; To find true love
Why is that significant to them/why wish for that?;; (no more than 600 words, no less than 300)
Extras;; (up to 2 allowed)

wip man

[Samsherwoodc]

Username;; Allen Walker
Name;; Sakura
Gender;; female
Wish;; (in 1-5 words, the shorter the better) Find Him
Why is that significant to them/why wish for that?;;
This wish started at a pup when she was separated from a friend. At the time Sakura was crushing on young boy, Aoi and was playing with him mostly chasing him around when she saw something in the corner of her eye, a crow, she followed it and Aoi chased after Sakura yelling for her to stop running. The blossom pup tripped over a stone and a big viscet grabs her and runs from where Aoi was trying to get to. The Viscet took her to his home to lock her up and calling her princess. Little did she know she was going to be locked there in the woods for 13 years. In that time she trained with Deidara and Yukio to become a strong leader to be able to travel with them on the missions. In that time she learned about her beloved Friend Aoi and how he was a prince from a clan of assassins and she was promised to him at the age of 2, Sakura being a princess of nobles. They told her that he was in danger and all the training they forced her to do was all for finding Aoi, The lost prince...

Sakura heard Deidara talking to Yukio about a prince, she sneaks to a corner where they couldn't see her but she could hear them good.
"Sakura needs more training before she can go after Aoi" Deidara growls at Yukio.
"Amaya, my mom died wishing for Aoi to be found and to be married with Sakura. Aoi is my step brother he needs to be found now." Yukio snaps st Deidara.
Sakura heard enough and walks up to Yukio, "Yukio where was Aoi when he was last saw?" Sakura barks at Yukio.
"SAKURA YOU CAN'T GO!!!" Deidara snaps at Sakura.

Soon Sakura leaves for Aoi where he was last saw.

309/300-600
Extras;; (up to 2 allowed)
art by Vesinir on da.
Dislikes:Cats, training, working hard, bow and arrows, and hand to hand combat.

art by Vesinir on da.
Likes: Aoi, Diedara, Yukio, Swords, and kunia.

[ShadyBro]

Username;; ShadyBro
Name;; Sachi
Gender;; Female
Wish;; Peace Among Blood
Why is that significant to her?;;
'Peace Among Blood' is an older saying that represents Sachi's birth family crest. Despite the extensive history to the saying, it has a very simplistic meaning - families stick together. Its basically a rough and tumble way of telling everyone that her pack is close, and that any strife between them is to be solved peacefully. Quarrels within the family is completely unheard of, and since thats how Sachi was raised, she finds it hard to understand how other viscets could be so awful to each other. The lying, cheating, yelling, fighting.. its just all unheard of to her. So when she first found herself in such a situation as to witness the brutal separation of a young viscet family, she made it a sort of vow to never see anything like it again. She refuses to believe that this is the normal, real world, and rather spends her time spreading her words to others - wishing for peace among blood.





At the roots of an old cherry tree, Sachi sat, her small frame curled around itself to warm her chilled paws. As she huddled she watched the world go by ever so peacefully. The stream trickled on as fish nibbled at the floating petals, turtles dipped below the water like torpedo each time her tail quivered, and songbirds above her perched lightly on the gentle branches, fluttering off as the breeze blew through the valley. A familiar sweet scent ruffled Sachi's pelt on the wind, as her mother approached from down stream.

"Mama? Can you com'er?" Sachi whimpered pitifully, as she always seemed to do.

"Yes love, whats wrong?" Sachi's mother, Bellum, spoke with a gentle and gracious voice. It was smooth as honey, strong as stone, yet gentle as a mothers touch.

"Nuttin..." Sachi whispered, blushing at her own squeaky voice. "I just wanted to 'ear the story again, thats all."

Bellum paused, watched the hills roll as the evening sun cradled the land in soft orange hues. She knew the story Sachi wanted to hear. They told it to each other almost every night, relaying the details of their family history with such vivid detail and fantastical elements that it had turned more into a folktale than a chronicle.

Sachi nudged her mothers paws lightly, tipping her nose to the ground playfully as she batted her long black lashes. "Pleaaasseee mama? Just once more time?" She whined.

Bellum laughed softly at her little viscling. "You say that every time little un. But yes, one more time." She spoke with a smile, and began to tell the story once again.

"In the days before civilization, when viscets lived as wild and vicious creatures, it was rare to see a pack last more than a mere month. They would fight tooth and nail, their claws always at each others throats. There was thievery and murder, gluttony and greed, but most of all their was a burning hatred for all living things. It was a terribly barbaric way of life, in which viscets would rather hunt each other to extinction rather than cooperate and feast together as a unit. Yet in the midst of all the darkness, a small family pack prevailed, and under the roots of the willowing cherry trees they made their home out of love and caring. They believed in the magick of kindness and the true witches creed - 'Peace Among Blood'. They would chant and sing of the melodious saying, shout it out through the valleys till it rung in the ears of every living being! They hoped, but not in vain, that the chant would calm the hurried nerves of the cruel minded folk that lived among them. The more thought that was put into it, the more it seemed to ring true. Slow going yet sincere, viscets from all over the valley came to learn of this peaceful life, of the new thoughts and ideas presented to them, of an easier and loving world for their families and children. Of course there were naysayers, cruel remarks always, slaughters often. Yet the loving family held tight to their morals, never backing down or hiding their faces. If they could accomplish nothing but this, it would be to reach the hearts of just one family, and to spread this beautiful lifestyle blazing through the forests like an enlightened flame. For many moons such a thing seemed impossible. Kind hearted viscets were quickly dispatched by the horrors of the world, either turned back to their cold lifestyle or wiped out by the pious individuals that vowed to destroy what they simply couldnt understand. And though the path was hard, the years cruel, and the fights bloody - this family never gave up. They raised their vislings with beautiful ideals and kind hearts, continuing through the generations. The family grew, ideas spread, and the barbaric ways of the damned seemed to fade away from existence. In the end, civilization was brought to all the viscet families, and they began their lives anew, learning to love and be loved. The family that started it all remained generations later, finding love and spreading their teachings to all that would listen. And it was through their hardship and heartbreak that the viscet species survived to see a future as bright as the morning sun."

A long pause lasted between them, as Sachi reveled in the glory and pride she felt knowing she came from such a beautiful history. She drew out a long breath, still in a trance from the long tale. Curling into her mothers side, she looked up into her mothers eyes, recounting all the things she was so grateful to have in her life.

"Thank you, mama..." she trailed off, sleep pulling at her drooping eyelids.

Bellum just smiled, feeling the ease of her daughters happiness soak through her, and feeling the same sense of pride not only in herself, but in the love the little viscling before her had for the world. She nuzzled her pup softly as she too faded out, dreams of their great families trials and tribulations wavering in her mind.