[mango sherbet]

this kiamara belongs to Sooshy the Duckling

What is a Kiamara?

A Kiamara is a wolf-like creature. They have long, fluffy manes on the top of their heads, running down between their shoulders. They all have spots on their bodies- a trait in which will never be bred out of their DNA. They also have feathers- every Kiamara is given feathers when they reach the age of 2 years old. Their diet consists of fruit as well as meat- they prey on similar creatures that wolves would. Kiamara can be very shy before they get to know you. Can you win a Kiamara's heart?

Well, this came out sort of strangely. Can't decide if I like her or not. xD
palette used- xx

Okay, well, I'm doing a crush contest for this one. Because that just seems like something fun to judge. >.< I am perfectly fine with her being straight OR lesbian.

Bonus points if it's obvious you searched a little for the crush, instead of picking one straight from the adopts page.



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Name:
Brief Personality: (400 words or less)
Crush:
Extra:



The extra can be:
-Art of her and her crush (one piece only)
-A story/poem about her and her crush
-An interview with her concerning her crush
-An entry from her "diary" about her crush

This will end on April 3rd. Subject to change, of course.

[littlelies]

Name:
Tage , taken from vintage hence the palette.

Brief Personality:
Very bold and brave. This Kia loves to adventure. She isn't afraid to speak up and correct people. But then again she is very elegant. Tage likes to act "weak" and "shy". Shes funny and has a nice sense of humor. Tage can get angry/mad if you upset her. Her dream is to fall in love~ She is always watching dramas while sighing. <3

Crush:
My crush : Kia 98 Rhys. I fell for him few days after we met. He was feeding birds and. I couldnt stop looking at him.

Story:
One very cold morning I was walking down the street listening to music through my earphones, singing. Someone tapped my shoulder. I whipped around. My gaze caught his. Rhys smiled and pulled my earphones out. I just kept on looking at him. He broke the scilence by saying,"Um... Tage... Do you want to walk with me?". I just stammered and then nodded. He grinned and used his tail to lead me down the street. After a while we stopped and sat on a bench. I shivered and yawned. Rhys smiled and unwrapped with scarf and wrapped it around me. I blushed and looked up at him. He said," Stay here. Ill go get something." A few minutes past and he didnt come back. I was worried. Suddenly I saw him with a blanket. He came close and wrapped it around us. Us... I looked up again and smiled.

[chickadee;;]

Watch this space. <3

[icseal]

Reserve <3

[Wulfjaw]

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Xanzavrah. It is the name for her. I named her this because it just seemed to describe her beauty in one word. How could I possibly make do with one that already exists? Surely you must be crazy if you believe she deserves a name someone else has. It's special. it's unique. It's her. One cannot simply tell how her parents knew how to name her.
The moment her mother saw her for the first time, draped in satin cloth that tickled her paws, she took in her eyes. Her pelt. Her eyes, the way she didn't even cry and just gazed in wonder around the room! Oh, she was beautiful. Grace was bundled up and formed into this shape of divinity. And in that moment, she swore that Xanzavrah was the name of this lovely kiamara.



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Sentimental, Xanz can get touchy-feely at times. She likes to look at things from an emotional perspective and make a scene out of it. She is loving and caring, her nature causes her to be cautious in her actions. Think before you act might as well be her slogan. That is why she might be a wonderful parent and would care for her children most lovingly, being sure not to spoil them but trying not to be draconian. Xanzavrah can be overprotective, and would not be afraid to defend her friends and family against anyone.
She is very imaginative and is often depicted as a dreamer and an artist. And that might be true, but no one's asked, so she hasn't confirmed it.
However, she is subject to mood-swings. She could work on being less dramatic and emotional, but overall, she is a great person who isn't that bad to be around. The type your mother would want you around.
But that isn't all. She has other personalities that usually visit her, as hinted in the mood swings. Small actions can influence her attitude, so watch out! A poke with a paw can go a long way with her; she can turn on you and bite your head off if you step out of line. Especially if you seem to be rude to someone, she'll view it as bullying and be all over you.
At times like this, she can be over-anylitical and bossy. Although, her bark is worse than her bite. She isn't too scary to some of the more tough kiamaras when she is in this state.



{{◊||cʀυsн;;

Snapple



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I staggered through the hallways of my school. I had finally decided to try wearing high heels again, and it was not

working out. I was a natural shorty, so my mother encouraged the wearing of high heels. To get her to calm the heck down,I wore them.
But my feet hurt... Alot. It felt like I was wearing middle-aged torture devices. And was running on a ball rolling down a hill. I stopped for a moment, leaning against a locker. Inhaling deeply, I re-organized my books. Math was the next class. Exhaling a puff of carbon dioxide, I began my trek. Just a little further...
I felt my foot jam into the toe of the damned torture device, and felt as if I had been cut down like a tree by a lumberjack. "Ack!" I exclaimed before face planting. Hello, floor. How are you today? Oh, I'm fine, thanks for asking! I slowly began to recover, placing my hands on the ground for support. I began to look up and saw Snapple, whom was right in front of me.
My heart skipped a beat, and the blood rushed to my face.
"U-uh, hi Snapple!" I said awkwardly, yet enthusiastically. I picked up my math book, leaving the rest of my supplement scattered. I could get the rest of my stuff from the lost and found, or maybe one of my friends would get them for me.
"I better not be late!" I exclaimed aloud. The bell was probably going to ring in about point five seconds. I was only running-well, limping-away so that I could get away from Snapple before I did something very embarrassing. I was never myself around her.
I decided I would stop running when the bell rang to take my shoes off, massage my feet, and then put the damn things back on.There was a rule about how you couldn't take your shoes off at school. I wouldn't want to get dress coded!

This classroom wasn't the best... it's desks were unorganized, supplies cluttered the floor, most of the drawers were left gaping open. Two pairs of scissors were littered at my feet. My bare feet. I was done with those high heels. Our teacher, Mr. Little, wasn't the most...caring. He didn't seem to notice I was breaking the dress code. And I was sitting up front! I was sitting in between two of my friends-well, my only friends, because I had just moved here from Mexico-A fellow foreigner from Japan, and an American from...What state was I in again? That's right. Utah. And I was in Utah history, my third period class. After Math.
Now in class, I was practically falling asleep. This was nothing compared to the feelings I was feeling just moments ago!
Back to the new foreign exchange student in our class. Her name is Rekka Ayaka. And she is Japanese. It was obvious Rapunzel knew her. We were all friends, because Rekka knew English and Rapunzel knew a little bit of Japanese. I knew no Japanese, and could barely speak English well enough! I was born in Mexico, you see. So through rough translation we could communicate.
The teacher was currently lecturing us on the history of Utah, where we were now. All I could pick up was that there was a dispute between an Indian and a Mormon whilst they were trading. The Mormon killed the Indian and they started a war, which was called the Black Hawk War I think. Borrrring. I'd have to copy from Rapunzel's notes later-She was writing like crazy.
Just before my forehead could hit the desk from exhaustion, Rekka tapped my shoulder. She could write English flawlessly, so she slipped me a folded note. Well I thought it was a note. I didn't know what it was if it wasn't.
I pulled it open and discovered that it was a note.

"Xanz, I have something to admit. I've been dying to tell you this for the longest time...
I'm afraid I've fallen in love with you."
My heart exploded. This was so confusing! Didn't Rekka have a crush on Rapunzel? No? God, I might be tangled up in a love square! This changed everything. I have my own feelings for Rekka, but Snapple too... How to choose?! How to choose?! My heart is practically beating out of my chest right now.
Rapunzel poked me. "Y'kay, Xanza? It looks like you're having a heart attack." she pointed out. "No! I'm not okay! I just found out I'm in a love square!" I shout-whispered.
The teacher looked over at us, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your conversation."
The class went dead silent, and everyone's heads turned towards me and Rapunzel. "E-er... We're the ones who should be sorry. This subject is interesting. Please do go on; Zel and I were just discussing how sad it was that the Indians were dying the most." the teacher looked shocked for a second. I guessed he was surprised that I had actually tuned in for a few milliseconds.
"Call me Rap!" Rapunzel replied, infuriated. The whole class laughed and Rapunzel's cheeks turned bright red.
And then I remembered; Snapple was in this class! I turned to see her, and she was in her seat. In the back, as she was in all her classes. I waved at her and she waved back.
"Continuing; Black Hawk refused to leave his tent, and wanted Brigham Young to come to him instead of meeting at the river. Brigham Young thought he wanted to meet him inside of their tribe because..."
Yadda yadda yadda yadda.
Rapunzel turned back to her notes, jotting down everything. I turned towards Rekka. "You have a crush on me?" I mouthed. The Japanese girl rolled her eyes and nodded. "Calm." she mouthed to me. " 'Can't!" I mouthed back.
The bell rang and we were all excused. I grabbed my stuff and held it all close to my chest. As I predicted before, Rapunzel had picked everything up for me. But that was two periods ago, so it doesn't matter now. "Hey, Rapunzel!" I said, running towards her. "Do you know Snapple very well?"
"Um. We're acquaintances?" she said, scratching the back of her head. "We were study buddies last year in Honours Language Arts." I must say I was disappointed. Rapunzel was one of the more popular kids in this school. And that was confusing because she locked herself in a tower every day upon her own will. Or was it her will?
Rapunzel lies a lot. She told me she liked my home made ice cream, but I found her barfing in the bathroom. Afterwards she taught me how to make ice cream properly. But that's besides the point. I needed to talk to Snapple.

I approached the girl, and caught her by the shoulder. "Snapple, I need to talk to you about something... With Rekka. Is that all right?" Rekka heard me, I was sure, especially because I could see she was right next to me out of the corner of my eye.

THE END
{I'll finish this story if I win. It will have a few more chapters to it.}

[Puffcorn]

Name: Kaito
Brief Personality: WIP (400 words or less)
Crush: WIP
Extra:WIP

(MAY drop out due to my dreamie im working on <:{ )

[∅blivi∅n]

.:Oasis in the Sand:.

.:Brief Personality:.
Oasis is very shy to the point where the only emotion she can outrightly express is embarrassment. That isn't to say she doesn't express emotions. In fact, her emotions are very overwhelming, but she is too shy and the only way you can tell what she's feeling is by watching her eyes. Oasis is also very clumsy. She often gets lost or side-tracked. Her mind wanders and she runs into things often, but she is alone most of the time as well so there is no one to help her, but she's okay with that. Sure, she wishes that maybe just onceu a certain male Kiamara would come to her aid, but she is too shy to approach him.

Alone, which is most of the time, she is free to be herself and will often sing to the wind. She may not be good at many things, but she has always had a beautiful singing voice and sings to vent the feelings she has hidden for so long. If she ever gets caught singing she will stop talking altogether. In fact, her tendency to barely speak, and even then she mumbles, has led many to believe her to be mute, but she really is just very shy.



.:Crush:.
Mitsukai

.:Poem:.
I've made up my mind,

Today is the day.
But I can't find the words
Through all my pain.

I thought you could help me
But my tongue is still tied
When you asked what was wrong
I mumbled not but a lie.

I want to tell you
Believe me I do!
And maybe once I have closure
I can move on from you.

Or will your words surprise me?

Are your feelings the same?
Whether they are or not,
I'm still to blame.

It's a vicious cycle really
The phases of my heart
But it hurts so much more
When we are apart.

I know you don't know me
And this effort is in vain
Because I still can't find the words
Through all of my pain.

[kibbleeCat]

J a y a n n a

N a m e ;;

This lovely girl is named Jayanna. I don't even know if it is a real name, but I made it up and it just stuck, so that's what I named her.

Brief Personality: (400 words or less)
Crush:
Extra:

[seijuu]

Stepping out <3
Lovely Kia but I simply don't have the chance or the time:.

[chupacabras]

reserve <3