[kortico]

General Info

Chrysaora Basilisk are the prevalent equine creatures that inhabit the world Lucent. They roam by the hundreds, using their unique hooves to score the uneven rock and track down their most vital source of nourishment; evil. The relationship between Chrysaora and humans is a complex one. Chrysaora vocalize like horses, but are also thought to have a syrinx much like birds do and have been recorded displaying a variety of sharp, avian sounds. Their eyes layer over with a dark, murky black until their normal eye color pierces through in a great ball of electric light, radiating toward their victim's open eyes and paralyzing them. The Glare is able to stop both human and creature, and after a few days, unique to other forms of basilisk, the paralyzed being transforms into a sea nettle.

owner; grilled cheese.
name; Faerie
gender; female / mare
Link to form: xx
Coat Color: light grey max. splash

[koi97]

Owner;
Koi97
name;
Amalthea Or Thea
Gender;
Mare
Show me where they live;

Tell me what they collect;
Thea loves to collect little bugs or lizards. She never kills them, but puts them in special cases. She loves to sit and watch the creatures scuttle around. She does her best to make sure she never harm the animals, and once they die peacefully, she returns them to the earth, knowing that they will continue to make others happy by giving what they took from the earth back to it when they are gone. Thea would never harm these animals on purpose and truly loves them.

[~Midnight Mare~]

I have always loved your drawings, Slit!

[WolvesOfFire]

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Owner:
WolvesOfFire
Name:
Ghost Moon // Ghost
Gender:
Mare

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Where she lives:

What she collects:
Ghost's favorite season is autumn, so she loves to collect leaves. She only takes them during the fall, and only takes the brightest oranges, yellows, and reds. She loves preserving them in their natural beauty so she can look back at them during the winter and remember their vivid colors.
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[Merlin's Heir]

[grilled cheese.]

owner; grilled cheese.

name; Faerie

gender; female / mare

show me where they live;

Faerie is a very quiet mare and prefers to keep to herself most of the time. However, she doesn't mind company once in a while. For this reason, she resides in a misty and foggy forest where she refers to herself as "The forest queen".

tell me what they collect;

Faerie, or Fae as she likes to be called, loves to collect crystal necklaces. Not just carved ones, but also raw crystal.
Her favorite variation of these pendants is pastel colors with jagged edges.

p.s. just in case i forget, if i do not win this beauty, congrats to whoever wins! <3

[Cavy's Girl]

[Astraela]

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[chaton,]

"p u r e of heart, white as s n o w"
"My name is Cait, which, of course, means 'pure'.
My human is called Lyrebird, but she is not my 'owner',
do not forget that. She calls me a mare, so I assume that
is my 'gender', though I could not care less either
way. I make my home in a misty forest, shadowed
and cast into eternal twilight by the hovering mist
and surrounding mountains. I collect anything white,
as white is considered pure within my species.
Cloth, gems, human trash, bones, anything the shines
like my own coat."
"but what is p u r e? and who says snow is w h i t e?"

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[nice]

i'm a broken machine

⇒username;

I'm uhsleep, hi there :^)

⇒name;

Lunar

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"of, determined by, relating to,
or resembling the moon."
- via google definition


⇒gender;

Lunar is a stallion, but
prefers they/them pronouns

⇒show me where they live;

To the right, you'll notice this lovely
picture of a waterfall. This is actually
inside of a massive cave. Lunar lives here,
deep in the muscle of Lucent.

"Entering Lucent is entering another
world. Entering Lunar's home is
entering another universe,
full of life and death together,
if that's even possible."

⇒tell me what they collect;

Wings. Butterfly wings, moth wings,
bat wings, any wings. Of course he
wouldn't hurt these creatures for their
wings, but once he finds the corpses,
he gently moves them into a pile.
If it is an insect, he will simply
tug the wings off with his large snout.
If it's a more complicated creature
such as a bat, well, he'd rather not
make a huge mess of things.
But he's pretty fascinated by
the complex designs and
mechanics of wings.
Quite strange, eh.

and i know that none of it matters
as long as i'm inside this dream with you