[wind song]

▪ ▪Congratulations▪ ▪
Lemur-Flight
Very very close with l o v e l y!
But your story was just so different and the animation so unique,
I just had to give this guy to you!
Very well done n.n
You deserve him.

▪ ▪Profile▪ ▪
▪ Owner: Lemur-Flight
▪ Name: Cahi
▪ Gender: Male
▪ Age: 46
▪ Rarity: Rare

▪ ▪Form▪ ▪

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▪ Username:
▪ Whelkon Name:
▪ Personality (About 200 words):
▪ Short Story (300 words max or disqualified):
▪ Why you want this Whelkon (Few sentences):

Good luck :3

[Tazmir]

▪ Username: ~Lucretia~
▪ Whelkon Name: Naoko
▪ Personality: This Whelkon is for the most cold hearted and stubborn. BUt deep inside, he cares for the others.
He likes to listen to the song of the forest with the birds and other animals.
Even when the others dont really like him very often, he helps them if neccessary.
▪ Short Story:
'To feel no Pain, is like having no Heart'
The Snow is falling slowely, covering the Body of the Whelkon.
His eyes are closed. He hears his Sister pleading in the Wind.
"Why havnt i heard her pleading ?"
Naoko opens his eyes. He lies in the woods, in which he and his sister lived.
Yes, lived. The once green forest was by now dead, the plants withering.
Green gras is covered in ash.
The once beautiful blue sky is gray. Naoko opens his eyes as a Snowflake falls on his nose.
Snowflakes ? No...that is ash too...
The Whelkon gets up, shaking the ash from his body.
"Come back..." he whispers to the wind.
But the wind is just filled with the whining of his sister...
▪ Why you want this Whelkon (Few sentences): He looks absolute amazing *^* I love the coat colors, absolute breath taking !
He looks like nothing is going to affect him, but deep inside, there are strong feelings for the ones he loves <3

THis is my first trying, and im not really good with 'happy' storys xD

[l o v e l y ~]

▪ Username:

l o v e l y

▪ Whelkon Name:

Tyne {T- ine}
'Stream' in the Arabic Language

▪ Personality:

Tyne's personality is much like the markings on his precious coat. The perfect blend dark tragedies and bright happiness that mix to form a truely wonderful Whelkon that everyone loves and gravitates towards. He truly has a golden heart.


~ Kind ~

Tyne cares about all living things and wants to see them all have a happy life full of joy. There's a tenderness in his eyes, and he cares for anything that needs help. A lost Whelk, frightened and separated from his mother before it's old enough to move to it's fathers. A baby bird, fallen from a nest high above and doomed unless it's mother can feed it until it can fly. His heart goes out to anyone or anything that has ever lost a loved one, or loses it's own life.

~ Troubled ~

This Whelkon's past was not all happy and joyous. It was sad and haunted, it seemed. As a Whelk he was carefree and wild, like any one should be. But like most Whelkons' stories, it has something to do with humans. They ripped his heart and soul out, tearing him away from his father like it was nothing and abandoning him to live on his own. With all the odds seeming against him the Whelk braved the dangers and managed to live and find other Whelkon to be happy with.

~ Full of Grace ~

Everything about Tyne portrays gracefulness and beauty, his magnificent colors, the way he holds his head high when he walks and daintily places his hooves on the ground. The soft and warm voice that speaks of better days when the humans leave them in peace and quiet. He seems like some kind of angel, sent from heaven itself, to protect the forest.

{Two hundred eighty three words.}

▪ Short Story:

Tyne smiled at the young Whelk bouncing around his feet,"Tell me a story, Tyne! Tell me about when you were a Whelk like me."

His smile disappeared, and he frowned at the little one,''When I was young?" He said, the memories popping up in his brain involuntarily, and he shivered at the sudden cold rushing through his body, like the snow when he was young. This usually wasn't what they asked for, but the Whelk just wanted a story.

"Sit here, and listen carefully." He said, patting the ground in front of him, "Well, I was born in the fall, and my first season was normal. Then the winter came, and so did the humans. They brought dogs and guns, and I watched my mother's blood stain the snow after the shot took her." There were red splotches in his vision but he carried on,"They put me in a cage, with no shelter. I was with other Whelk and a few Whelkan. It took all winter to plan an escape. We were trapped there, until spring, then they let us out so we could excercise. The humans were creatures of habit, easy to predict, I knew they let one out and just before they put it up they let another out, and it was always the Whelkan and her female Whelk in the adjoining cage. So we planned to run out when they opened the gate. It worked. She led me and her Whelk to safety, with other Whelkon and freedom. Myself and her young Whelk grew older and fell in love, we were going to have a Whelk one day. But the humans returned again, and stole her life from me."

He looked at the Whelk,"Never trust humans." And with that, Tyne patted his tiny head and new growing horns, and walked away.

{Two hundred ninety nine words.}

▪ Why you want this Whelkon:

He is perfect. My favorite color is blue and he is an eye catcher. The story I wrote was over three hundred fifty words, but I had to downsize. It was much better but I took alot of words out, and it was so hard. This is the second Whelkon I hve applied for, the other two have been Whelkan. And I think he is my favorite so far. He matches my personality, and I quite like the name Tyne, it means stream and his colors remind me of water.

[PolarAzulTigris]

So many lovely Whelkon. XD why do you tempt me so? I know it'd be my last one, but I still love the designs.

[LadyCrowsong]

▪ Username: Lemur-Flight
▪ Whelkon Name: Cahi
▪ Personality (About 200 words): Cahi’s personality can be described as the ocean. He is strong and powerful, full of might. He is deep; his mind is full of thoughts and his heart is full of emotion. He is full of life, even at the moments at which he seems stillest. There are parts of Cahi that everyone gets to see and enjoy and bask in, like they would waves at a beach, but there are also parts of him of which only a few can get to, personal treasures he keeps hidden for those who are most willing and most wanting to know him and to share a bond with him.
In a manner like the ocean, Cahi has a disposition that leaves others gravitating to him. His traits come off of him in waves and the others know they can rely on him to keep things lively and to be strong when needed.
Does Cahi’s personality change like the tides? Well, no. But, like the currents, it is always taking him, and sometimes others, for an interesting ride through an amazing world.
(179 words)
▪ Short Story (300 words max or disqualified):Cahi had a feeling that something was not right. He had dreamt of a tumultuous ocean and awoke knowing something wrong was on the verge of happening. And so he set out to put this to rest.
It was cold and dark; the icy ground was covered in snow and more was falling. Cahi anxiously swished his tail and swiveled his ears, in hopes of finding what his intuition warned him of. He walked and walked through cold, dark night until he could hear waves lapping at land.
Cahi had traversed this area enough to know the sound was, in a way, an illusion. There was no beach anyone could walk to from where he currently was; only a cliff that went out over the ocean. There was not even a rocky shore at the bottom of the cliff.
The Whelkon blinked large snowflakes out of his eyes and saw another creature: it was a tall, two-legged creature. It was at the edge of the cliff, gazing out.
Feeling this was where his feeling was coming from, Cahi let out a cry. The two-legged being, though not understanding the language, looked back. Cahi saw a pale face outlined by long, dark hair. The creature squinted its eyes, but did not see Cahi.
The Whelkon, although he did not know why, approached the two-legged creature. When it saw him he slowed and gently reached out his muzzle. A pale hand met his nose. Blue eyes met. Then, all was warm and he departed.
The human, who had been suffering nightmares of drowning, never dreamt of it again, but of the Whelkon the color of the sea; dark streaks that were tugging depths, lighter stripes that were a torn moon riding watery ripples, and eyes of paradise.
(295 words)

(I've been animating for an entire 2 days, so I thought it'd be cool and good practice to do cahi's story)

▪ Why you want this Whelkon (Few sentences): The species is amazing, and this one is absolutely gorgeous. He reminds me of the ocean (I'm sure you can tell that by now) and that is very dear to me. And the story is linked to something kinda personal for me (I don't mind sharing, I just don't wanna go sob story. I want to win him fairly.)

**by the way, I can't tell if his eyes are blue or seagreen. Those are my favorite colors, but it did kind of make a difference in the story...**

[l o v e l y ~]

Edited my form. The story was more than three hndred fifty words but I edited it down to two hundred ninety nine. I'm done with it now. *Wipes sweat off forehead*. Whew. That was tiring. So much work! But i really enjoyed coming up with the story. GOod luck to everyone.

[Angua]

major wip