[demonthief.]

Guardian Foxes are a species of canine closely related to Fennec Foxes. Fully grown, they tend to be about the size of an adult German Shepherd or Great Dane. Humans often keep these canines as companions due to their strange and mysterious powers, which include the ability to control the dreams of their owner using the mist that surrounds their eyes, paws and tail. Feathers, usually simply used to show off the Guardian's style, are frequently found on the animal's ears and tail. Their coats can contain any color or marking, their mists frequently found in any color except black. Black misted Guardians must have experienced something negative during their lifetime for their mist to be black, and frequently give their owners nightmares instead of positive dreams.

To enter to win this Guardian, you must mark the main thread.

To adopt this guardian please post a nice poem.
You don't have to make one up yourself but please give credit to
the person who did.


Prettying Up & Extras: No extras but you may pretty it up.
End Date: 28th of June
Line Edits: curled tail, can be passed down but the moon pendant on the tail can't. (it glows like its mist.)

Username:
Vantas.
Name:
Fata Morgana "Morgan"
Gender:
Female
Poem: -snip-

[redventure]

[b]Username:espeon863
[b]Name: Azure
[b]Gender: Male
[b]Poem:Understand
Little fox
So misunderstood
Unable to talk
What would you stay if you could
Would you tell us of how strangely we walk
Or would you just sit and stare
Not caring how we fare.

Little fox
How much I wish to hear
How you use those little ears
To listen to your tales
Of how you escaped danger almost losing your tail.

Little fox
I wish we could stop
To learn to love
And understand you
To hear as well as your little fox ears.
"© Xaxus, 6 months ago"

[Vraska the Unseen]

Username: Vraska the Unseen. Hehehe. I see you took inspiration from Horror's design.
Name: Obscurum
Gender: Female
Poem:Beautiful darkness in her eyes,
Black they are, in all it's shades.
They hold the promise of paradise
But give my heart the torment of hades.

If I raise voice and call my dreams,
They may walk to me, yes, come true.
And that girl does shed beams,
That turns the sky of my heart blue.

Mecury lent my heart wings
And it soared away to Aphrodite
And like a bird it now sings
Song of love in the morning light

Her eyes! The night's in her eyes,
Galaxies of bright star sparkles.
Her smile! Beautiful like mornin skies
More beautiful when she giggles.

Beautiful darkness in her eyes,
When she throws her hair off her shoulder,
When she tell silly jokes with her friends
And laughs that makes the moon colder.

I see a story of me in her eyes
In which I'm a shiny armor wearing hero
I fight, and win her as prize
Or die in her arms as my pillow.

by Kendzi Samuel

[Metanoia-]

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Username:
Vantas.
Name:
Fata Morgana "Morgan"
Gender:
Female
Poem:
Star light
Star bright
I fold my hands and squeeze them tight
I wish I may
I wish I might
Take their fears
And take their fright

They shudder at my presence
They turn their heads away
I will never understand them
The children
They will never understand me
My pain
My shadow
I hurt when they fear in their sleep
I heal when they dream
Oh, the most beautiful dreams!
I watch them in slumber
Watch their faces blush
Their eyelids quiver
Following a phantasmagoria of adventures
I watch over them
A guardian
But when they rise
The light veil of sleep fading to realization
And they fear
Fear of my presence
For I am neither beauty nor grace
No star up to the candle of light
I am darkness and fear visual
But with a heart and intention of the morning sun

Star light
Star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may
I wish I might
Have the wish
I wish tonight
And wish for them
And maybe then

They'll understand me, right?

"©Vantas. & Val, Collaboration Poem, 2015"

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[Rapter]

Username:
Name:
Skelie
Gender:
Femal
Poem:

I'm all alone, in my own dreams. In my teens I cry. I'm bullied for my looks, my friends, and for the sake of bulling. They break me down but I make myself get up. I live in a place down town. A goth with no gown, a queen with no crown, an popular that's not mean. I have dreams. I love memes, two or three seconds of laughs, freedom.
Us goths, don't wear clothes like moths. We are unique you and me. We run free, together.

ΤΟGΣΤHΣR

Ⓒ Rapter (me)2015-2016 ASK BEFORE YOU USE

[demonthief.]

Winner of this guardian is Vantas.
The poem was so lovely and I think it really suited Morgan c:

[Metanoia-]

Oh gosh, Thank you so much!!