[LostGosling]

Markings this omg. ;D; <333

Username: Wip
Serret name: Wip
Story/History: Wip
Extras: Wiiip. <333

[RedFur1322]

Username: RedFur1322

Serret name: Garroth

Story/History:

Extras:
Art

[kalon]

reserve. this creature is amazing.

[Tempest Rain]

My world was consumed in darkness from the very beginning. I had not known love, affection or attachment. All I knew was the darkness. The day my eyes were to open is the day the world will be forever changed, for the better or for the worse. The past is no more than a blur to me, I don't remember much, except for waking up in the complete dark of the night knowing only one thing; My name. The rest was a blank mass of confusion for me and it took me years of searching to find out how I came to be.. But now I know.

I'm indifferent from those around me because of my demeanor. I like to believe I am still one of my kind, but my logic says otherwise.
You see, I'm not like the average creature, I was not concieved the proper way, I had not had any parents. I am the result of a genetic mutation of my kind. They took my DNA and enhanced it so my chances of survival were to be hightened. What they did not know is that they made me susceptible to something much worse; The unknown.

When I was born, I had naturally and faintly glowing eyes. I thought it to be a gift, but instead it became evident to me that it was a curse. I'm not like the other Serrets, i'm a demon of my kind. Spirits are attracted to my energy, it's how it goes. I never had anyone around me, those that had stayed couldn't handle my spiritual energy and fell victim to those phantoms that would kill anyone to get to me, I had to fend for myself and that wasn't even the bad part. Survival in the normal world was too easy for me. I was stronger, larger, lithe and much more agile than that of my kind, I was able to evade any physical threat in the real world. However, it wasn't the real world I had to worry about, it was it's neighbouring spiritual world.



When I was created, the border between an ethereal world and the one we know today had been thinned. The atmospheric powers that held together balance became torn apart. Demons, spirits and the alike came drifting into the wrong side of the border, and thus tainting the harmony and balance of the universe. The people who created me made the biggest mistake of messing with elements they could not keep under control, they learned soon after the fact that my creation was the downfall of the earth. When I was created, I had immense power, although I could not use this power to aid me in any way. I had no help.. I was alone in an alien world that considered me to be a demon myself for bringing about chaos. My companions, my partners and those close to me died, they either stayed with me or left when I found out I was a danger to their lives. Because they had associated with me, my strong spiritual energies rubbed off on them and the demons sought them out and stole their life energy. I was born with nothing, made an effort to sustain my emotional connections to the ones I care about, and my caring for them brought them to their demise, by none other than the demons of the ethereal world. They were after me, I knew they were and it was only a matter of time before they found me. I've had close encounters with the demons, but I was able to escape with my life luckily despite nearly having my wings severed from my body.

For decades I would meditate in the mountains and learn to mask my spiritual energies. It wasn't a fate I would have wished upon anyone, but I had greater responsibilities that I needed to tend to. One has never known the very limits of their mind until they have been through what I have. It isn't easy however to try to control what could not have been controlled before. I had the power to change the world from within myself and for many years I trained to suppress that power. When I finally did, I sealed my immense spiritual energy in an amulet inside a temple located on top of a waterfall, never again to be used. Of course, in doing so I have harmed myself a great deal, for any living creature should not have lived through the spirit transfer. As a result of what i've done, my eyes and nose naturally emit a smoke-like wisp that is my spiritual energies leaking out. If left unattended to, the remainder of my spirit energy would fade and i'd no longer live. This is why I meditate even after the fact to retain my energies, but of course I can't keep doing this forever.. Eventually, life runs out.


My time is short, my life is fragile
But, I will do all in my power to not let the current sweep me under
I will live to see another day, another week, and many more years beyond that.
I will not die, not without a fight.
















Agender, but prefers he/him pronouns



4.096 metre's from head to tail


Vale keeps it close to him, as because it's a constant reminder of his triumphs, his struggles and his past. His past he believes is what makes him who he is. It defines him, it is more than just a regular necklace.
..Why?
He sealed half of his spiritual energy into a singular object he found at the temple. Desperate to take action while being in pursuit of the bad spirits he took the emerald colored amulet and performed the ritual of sealing his energy into the embodiment of the emblem. The metals inside were used to mask the scent of the energy, so the demons who followed him gave up when they felt the spiritual aura dissipate.

Silence crept through the air, nothing stirred and nothing in the forest dared to make a sound. All that was heard was the headpounding sounds of anticipation from Vale as he knew this forest was becoming saturated with spirits. The silence was broken as Vale could hear the reverberation of thousands of angry spirits and demons coming closer, he could sense their angst. Keeping low to the roots of the trees and pressed up against the roots, he'd hoped that if he were to close his eyes that he could meditate and make his presence unknown. The moment he closed his eyes he heard an encroaching spirit come closer until he was not more than several inches away from the tree roots that had sheltered Vale. Keep calm, keep your breathing under control, don't let them sense you, were the words that were running through his mind. He could feel the creature's movement in the air as it spun around and stared him right in the face. It was studying him, the abnormality in the forest. Vale kept his breathing under control and cleared his mind by force. He masked his spiritual aura with strenuous effort. The spirit carried onward after feeling satisfied knowing there was nothing there, but Vale could not rest yet.

It was a lower demon scout, it wasn't a powerful demon that tried scenting him out, and it became no more clear when he felt the powerful phantom's presence as his ferocity radiated through the forest. Again, Vale remained calm.. But that wasn't enough to save him, the spirit sensed him before it even entered the forest. Vale heard a strong whoosh of wind through the branches of the tree and he dared to look up. From above him, on the tree tops was a menacing goblin looking demon with a feral look in his eyes and sharp protruding claws dug into the tree. In a split second he lunged to the ground right beside Vale, his claws dug into the dirt with a thud and before Vale could react, the creature grabbed him by his left wing and lifted him off the ground, holding him there. Vale could swear he saw a devious grin sweep across this phantom's face. What seemed like an hour was no more than a split second and Vale watched as this creature grabbed his wing with both hands and tried to rip it off as Vale struggled and writhed in pain. This phantom didn't want to kill him just yet, he wanted to make him suffer and then deal the finishing blow.

Instinct set in, and like a python that had been grabbed he curled his tail around the phantoms neck and tightened around it while he was preoccupied with his wings. Vale could feel a searing pain as the spirit broke, tore and slashed through his wings, but if he let these sensations get the better of him, he might as well be dead already. Cringing as he forced himself to gain the strength to constrict the phantom. The moment he tried, the phantom let out a bloodcurdling echoed screech, and within seconds demons and spirits surrounded them. The phantom loosened his grip just enough that Vale could wiggle his way out of its grasps. He fell to the forest floor and was happy to be free from the talons of that spirit. He looked up as hundreds of daunting eyes stared back at him. Without a second thought, Vale lunged forward, trying to fly with his damaged wings, he looked like a chicken with his head cut off trying to gain momentum. As he tried forcing his way through the wall of spirits he could feel their teeth and claws dig into his flesh. Would it be all over?

He dragged himself through the horde of spirits and managed to escape. He woundedly wiggled along as quick as he could but the demons surrounded him around a waterfall cliff's edge. Vale was in no shape to flee, and with the demons closing in on him, he had no other choice; he had to leap. With all his remaining efforts he flung backwards down the cliff and into the pool of water. As soon as the water hit him he gasped for air. Unable to resurface the water, he kept sinking further and further down, into a dark pit of water, feeling his energy seep out of him with each second that passed, until vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvfinally the world around him faded and ceased to exist.
vvvvvvvvvvv vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvHis mind becoming numb as he let the darkness crowd his mind,
vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv vvvvwithin seconds everything became pitch black.

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Vale opened his eyes, only to grimace as the sun from the very next morning shone down through the trees and into his eyes. He was laying on the shore after being drifted quite the distance from the waterfall. Fleeting images of the terrors from last night flooded through his mind. It was enough to make him shiver. Where had the demons gone? He wondered. Vale lifted himself off the ground slightly, only to plummet back down onto the undergrowth as all the pain from the wounds the demons dealt burned. Demon wounds were especially painful, much more so than a scratch from anything else because their spiritual energy works into the wound like a septic poison and can slowly kill a creature. Using Vale's remaining strength, he cleansed his wounds of the poison and then fell back into a dark slumber.

Awoken this time by the humming of cicadas and the chirping of songbirds, Vale forced his eyes open. He knew why the demons gave up on him, it's because Vale himself escaped the unforgiving grasp of imminent death. His life was given another chance, it was not his time to die. His near death experience made his spiritual aura lesser than that of a bird. Every living creature has an aura to some extent; however those that live in the existing world have much less amounts as those of the Ethereal world. Being that Vale had been reduced to this weak state, the demons felt that he would have died and there was no life left in Vale to steal, thus the demons had abandoned the forest. His life had been spared, as close as it was he was still alive and breathing, and that's what matters.

Vale, after having another chance at life tried to do his best to mend the scars left on the earth. When he sealed his energies for good, the demons returned back to their homeland due to the fact that their cause for chaos diminished the moment the energy was sealed.. However there has been irreparable damage dealt. When the demons arrived, they tainted the earth. Each creature and person now has some amounts of evil or negativity within them as a result. Some creatures don't let the darkness get ahold of their mind, others let it consume them. Vale has made it his unsaid role to become a shaman and cleanse creatures of the darkness that shrouds their mind. He does not want payment for his services, he just considers it his punishment for creating this chaos. Vale lives atop a mountain in a temple, he does not own this temple but rather occupies it without permission. The temple itself is abandoned with no real owner and Vale took temporary claim on it. Due to the battles he fought with the demons, he is much weaker than he once was and has a fragile life that, like glass can easily shatter if handled wrongly and this is because of his shallow spiritual energy he fights to retain each day. Vale will keep on living for as long as he can so he can cleanse the earth of darkness. His battle has not yet been completed until the day he dies, he will continue to fight so long as his cause is still there.





》Border by Tempest Rain 》Name Header by Tempest Rain 》 Side Border by Tempest Rain
》Fullbody art by Chasing Dreams 》Eyes by Tempest Rain 》Anguish by Tempest Rain 》Scars R L by Tempest Rain 》Phantom by Tempest Rain 》Vale's Demise by Tempest Rain


Username: Tempest Rain

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Hi,I'm logcup22 and this is my forum!
I'm currently a non-owner and I been wanting to
get a serret for a while now! And now since I have some time on my hands
I'm making a forum to tryout <3!
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Serret name:
Polychrome
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Meaning:
"varied coloring"
(Pol·y·chrome)
People often call her "Poly"
Or ,rarely, "Mika"
Mika means "New Beginnings"
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Story:

"History,history.
Who wants history know in days? Let's have a more ,let me see,...interesting? Can I say that? Story.
Here's the thing,nobody knew much about Poly. Serrets say that even when she was born she was very distance,and who even knows who her own loving parents are. Some humans that sometimes come roaming around joked about her being born from the end of the rainbow,where luck apparently thrives there. But as everyone knows,her luck has ran out"

"...Once upon a time there was a very beautiful flower,petals so soft people say fairies used the flower's petals to make their clothes. This flower glided lightly along with the waves of the pond till it slowly being to open it petals to grow. When the flower opened something strange was in it. A small baby Serret,with light rainbow mist enclosing her. The baby Serret looked slightly confused,flapping its slightly too enormous wings. Floating only for a second before falling down to the Lotus,to the comfy padded petals,and onto the pollen on the Lotus. The Baby looking out from it petals and looking down at the green and blue water,looking up and around at its surroundings,helpless on this flower. It started crying,and as if the flower heard the poor baby cry,it drifted away from view,from anyone that could've been watching.Towards,long away ways,other side of the lake. The Lotus seemed to have wanted to get away from everything that could be harm,almost like a parent taking care of a child they loved..."
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"...Nobody really knows what happen to the one flower,but there has been sighting of this mysterious Serret. Flapping its wings,knocking and bumping into a few tree branches on the way. This didn't go unnoticed by a few other Serret and humans coming through. The human just staring and Serrets,curious. First question was were she was from. The only answer coming from her was '...From the sweet lands of pink fruits growing on water...'. Of course people thought she was crazy,thinking what should they do as she babbles on talking about 'How many flower would fit inside a pinecone?' and reasonable answers to the question. Sooner or later they decided to listen Poly,and she what she has to say.After more useless conversation she looks at one of the Serrets,she bright orange eyes looking into them deeply,as the rainbow comes from her eyes,pouring from them like waterfall that might continued on forever as long as you looked at her. She then shook her head lightly and cracked a smile,'Isn't gardening beautiful?,here I'll tell you what,If you give me a gold coin I will tell you your fate...' Her voice sounding like it was echoing off of caves walls and as if it had it owns cruel sound to it.Of course this only lasted a few seconds till she went back to looking at the dirt and laughing..."

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"More Serrets came to listen to her babbling,she grew older as time past through.Her 'Fate talking' come in and out as long as gold coins were given to her..A little girl came one day to talk to this 'fate talker'.The blonde headed girl skipped to the pond and put her feet under her self sitting down near the water.She turned her head left,then right,then left again...she then slowly picked up a lotus from the pond and trickled the 3 gold coins she brought from payment,into the lotus.Poly ,curled around the lotus before hand, and noticing it's movement starts flapping her wings and almost scared the child dead.The child dropped the flower,taking Poly with it,to the ground.The winged Serret gets up from under the flower ,sighs ,from the dirt on her,shakes it off,then automatically starts checking out the coins. Biting softly into the coins,first the first one,then the second,she then starts biting the third and a brown liquid starts oozing out.Chocolate.The little girls says lightly 'Sorry about that,must have grabbed the wrong type of coin when heading out to find you' as she takes the chocolate from the Serret.Poly nods,and throw the first gold coin into the pond,the second one she skips across the river like a throwing rock with her mouth.
'What was that for?' said the girl running her hands through the water.
'I don't know,luck has its...own weird way of showing up,doesn't it?' she swoops down some and lands on the little girl shoulder and looks out at the pond,not finishing her sentence just yet,looking at the mist coming from her eyes and enclosing her body more and more as she looks out at the pond..."
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" The girl then turns her head towards the Serret waiting for her to say something else.
'And your fate makes who you are,me telling you doesn't make it any better,sometimes..' Poly looks the girl in the eyes and smiling 'It better when you found what your own fate is.'
'I thought you be more goofy,I heard you're more,different I guess.'
'Yes,when I'm normal,it's usual when I giving fates,And I be normal sometimes,been then that's gets boring,so why not go back to being me?' she blinks, for a second longer then usual,cutting off the mist coming from her eyes,she opens her eyes again even more mist dropping down from them. 'I can tell many people what their fate is,but does it do any good? Not really,much better to found out yourself!'
'Have you found out your fate?' said the little girl frowning
'Nope! But it much more better if you keep looking and have your self do the hard work of knowing who you are.'
'You're right.' the girl said looking down at her hands now and running her hands over her pigtails,she then stands up suddenly and Poly gets of her should flying in mid air,
"Thanks for this,I learned something today I think..'
'I think you knew all along I wouldn't be of help," she winks at the girl "I think you underestimate yourself...' The Serret then smiles from ear to ear
'And I think you learned nothing,you already know what your doing,I, on the other hand,learned more then a few things..Don't forget who you are,thats my advice.' The little girl then nods and runs off deep into the forrest,shouting behind her,'See you later Mika!' "
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" 'Mika' smiles at herself and shaking her head side to side. 'New beginnings,huh? I wish that were true,but miracles don't happen anymore,at least to me...' She gently descends into the slightly wet,mushy dirt of the pond,she couldn't help but look into the water. 'Or maybe they do now...' she then takes one of her wings and makes a ripple through her face,smiling and cocking her head to one side,then flies off to a lotus in the pond to sleep on for the day.
'If only I was born with a gift to start new beginnings now wouldn't that be normal...' "

"Now that's what I called a story! You wondering what happen after right? No? Well that's too bad! Who doesn't like at least a good after story?
She never pop back up after the little girl left.
Who knows where she is now?
People have said to seen her and talked to her,she apparently even more crazy from before from stop talking to Serrets and stopped giving out fates to people,that's what I heard! She prefers to be called 'Mika' now too! Maybe the little girl actually did teach her something!
Sadly now,She just a legend,someone nobody brings up and someone everyone soon to forget about.
But.
It's said,that if you go out on an early morning,and skip a gold coin or two into the pond,a rainbow mist might seem to come around you from behind,and you hear a voice saying 'Isn't gardening just beautiful?'

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"Why try to found out your fate,when it so much more fun to
go and try to find out why you're special in many ways."

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Extras:
Can tell fate
Babbles Alot
Oracle Of Delphi
Likes gold coins
Very short replies mostly
//For my own personal help <3!~

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[Sebeon]

Sebeon

Dominik




It had been more than a year since the day he was freed. The words would still echo through his mind - he always held them in the back of his mind. The flowers would be in full bloom by now; he had arrived just in time, but it had been a long journey alone from his flock. Seeking some respite, he wrapped around a golden branch, loosely waving in the wind, with his body and decided to rest for a bit. He closed his eyes as fond memories began to cradle his weary mind, and he began to dream...

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A familiar tapping sound echoed in the room. A sleepy Serret slowly lifted his head and peered through the glossy white bars of his ornate birdcage, barely able to make out any shapes through the dim light. He could see that the scruffy tall man had a pen in hand and was lightly beating it on the edge of his desk. The Serret never quite understood the purpose of this, but he knew the man was troubled when he did it. "It's no use." the man said, placing the pen into a small white cup on his desk and getting up from his chair, "I'll work on the rest later." He walked over to the switch and flicked it. The room was instantly brightened, causing the little Serret to squint. As his eyes adjusted to the harsh light, he picked out details of the room. Rather messy but a little expensive-looking too, with various papers, tomes and colourful wires strewn about. The man walked over to the Serret's cage and smiled; the Serret backed slightly with his crest pressed down. "Don't be afraid, little one!" he said. "I won't eat you." Those were pretty hard words to believe - this man was like a prison warden to him. It had been about two years since the Serret was taken from his normal life in the forest; everything that meant the world to him was gone so quickly. He was captured for his beauty by some man with a net and sold as an "exotic" Serret pet due to his rare coloration and wings. It wasn't uncommon for Humans to own a Serret. They were adorable and easy to care for. There was no need for food or water. Only love. Many people adored his colorful glow, his glossy feathers, and his silky fur, and every rich individual envied to have him to boost their social status. He was repeatedly placed into cage after cage. Each one was even fancier than the last; each owner was even richer than the last. He was always the centerpiece but only for eyes, and he rarely felt the touch of any hand as his owners wanted him to remain clean. Despite all the fancy accessories and "home decor," he wasn't proud of his status as a trophy pet and desired to live like any other flying Serret. He had been so long left in captivity that he had almost forgotten what it was like to fly or use magic; he only had a faint grasp on magic. No older Serret was around to help him learn. As he continued to exchange hands, he grew duller and duller, and he would refuse to display his plumage or even chirp for the people, causing owner after owner to replace him with a better "exotic" pet. Somehow, after his long journey through the market, he had ended up in the home of this scruffy man. He remembered hearing something about a "birthday," when he saw the man greeting his ex-owner. The man was strange, but the Serret couldn't complain much. At least he was more social than his previous owners, but it didn't make up for the lack of Serrets. "Dominik," the man always told him. Sometimes it was only "Dom." He could only assume that was supposed to be his pet name, except it was spelled with a "k" because the man thought it would be more sophisticated. Dom understood things Humans said, especially all the man's ramblings. He could reply but felt it wasn't worth the effort. The man wouldn't listen anyways, and, if he did, he might go crazy from the revelation of a talking legless fluffy snake. He sighed and looked to the window, watching the birds fly by in the distance.

Dom wasn't sure what to think of the environment. He wasn't used to the lack of flashy gold, silver, and bright fabrics. The scruffy man must not have been very rich. He wasn't quite sure why the man wanted him, but it was better than being thrown aside. One more week passed. The man walked into the room and opened the cage. Was he finally letting the Serret free? Dom hesitated for a bit, but he noticed how the man held out his arm to him. "Come here, little guy." the man said in a gentle tone with a soft smile upon his face. "It'll be your time to shine soon!" Dom wasn't sure what the man meant and was carefully picked up by two big arms that almost looked as fluffy as he did, except less...soft. He felt free for a moment, until he realized the man was trying to stuff him into a box. He squealed in protest and tried to escape, but he was gently shoved back in. "Shhhh. You won't want to spoil the surprise." the man said with a finger to his lips. The imagery sent a chill down Dom's spine as the box lid was placed over, dimming out the lights. Only a few holes on the sides allowed a bit of light and air in, but he didn't see anything and curled up to himself, waiting for something to happen.

What was only for around a couple minutes felt like long dark days to the Serret. Dom felt the box move a bit but then it was still. Wherever he was, it was silent and calming. He began to lull away to sleep...
"SURPRISE!"
He leaped and bumped his head against the box lid, letting out a small squeak. He heard his surroundings coming to life. There were voices. Many cheerful voices.
"Stephen? Kaylee? Dad? Who are all these people in the house?" He heard a female's voice. She didn't sound like a little girl.
"Silly, did you already forget what day it is?" the scruffy man boomed with joy. "Happy birthday, Chryssi!"
He could hear the voices cheering in celebration, and, for a while, it was entirely noise. It was all noise; he could only guess what was happening. "So this is a birthday?" he thought to himself. They were singing some song, but all he heard was "happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday" repeatedly. If this was how Humans sang, they needed more practice.
"Make a wish, Chryssi!" There was a moment of silence and then clapping.
The box began to move, causing the Serret to tilt over.
"I got you something special." the man said. There was a small thump as the box was placed onto a flat surface.
Dom heard the tearing of some paper, and soon there was light. He closed his eyes for a bit, as the light took his eyes by surprise, but then he looked up. There was a young lady with straight brown hair, hazel eyes, and a small grin on her face. Her eyes sparkled by the light. The Serret found himself being lifted yet again by another set of arms, but, this time, they were smooth and soft. He welcomed her warm embrace; it was comforting.

"He's adorable! Thank you, Dad!" Chryssi said, turning to the man and giving him a big hug - with Dom squished inbetween.
The man smiled and hugged her back.
"I know how you always said it got lonely around the house." he said, "I got you a special companion to keep you company whenever I'm away now. His name is Dominik."
There was a small pause.
"-with a 'k'."

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"Dominik!" Dom turned his head around; he heard his owner calling for him and flew down the stairs to see what was going on. Nothing. Chryssi had a worried expression upon her face that wore off as soon as she saw Dom appear. "Thank goodness." She said, reaching out and arm to him, allowing him to crawl over to her shoulders. "I was worried. Where were you?" Dom snuggled against her cheek and purred a little. "It's time to go outside." She said, walking over to the wooden door and taking a hold of the bronzed and worn handle. "It'd be bad if you stayed indoors all the time." The door opened up, revealing a colorful meadow with every plant gently dancing in the spring breeze. He was content with his new owner; he felt less alone. She spent so much time with him and even allowed him to go outside every day. Every day was a chance to finally leave, but he had decided to stay. She shared everything with him - her happiness, her tears, and even her pain. He never really understood what "highschool" was or what a "boyfriend" is, but cuddling always seemed to cheer her right up. He knew she would be sad if he left. They wandered out into a meadow, and Dom fluttered on the small breeze. It felt amazing to stretch his wings; it was helping him slowly learn to fly again. They rolled down a few small hills in the meadow together, until they came to a stop in a patch. He curled up next to Chryssi, who was lying out and looking up into the sky with her arms behind her head.

"I love spring." She said, smiling. "It's when all the flowers are out."
Dom looked at the pretty flowers around them. "I love the flowers too." he suddenly replied.
Chryssi sat up and turned to Dom. "You can talk?" she didn't sound too terrified or anything, just a bit surprised.
There was an awkward silence. He looked up at Chryssi and twirled his tail nervously. "Yes..."
"That makes everything even better!" She picked and held him up. "But if you can talk, why haven't you said anything to my dad?"
Dom looked away. "...because I trust you more."
"You know you don't have to keep any secrets from me, Dom." She said, placing him back down and gathering a few flowers and grass. "I gave you all my secrets, so you can give me yours. They'll be safe. You're like family to me."
He looked over her shoulder to see that she was weaving the flowers and grass together. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Making a flower crown." She held up a weaved strand of flowers in her hands. "My mom and I used to make a lot of these."
"Where's your mom?" he questioned without thinking. "I never see her in the house."
"Oh." Chryssi said, slightly saddened. "She moved away a few years ago." She leaned over to pick a bright red tulip to add to the crown. "My mother loved these tulips, and so do I." She sighed. "I just wish there were more around here. There's not too many in the meadow." As she worked on the crown, she continued to ramble. Dom slipped away in search of red tulips to cheer her up.

The meadow was somewhat scarce of red flowers, so he had searched a little further and ended up running into a Serret. The Serret was part of a migrating flock and introduced him to their flock. They admired his wings and fur and asked him many questions. In return, he asked some of his own, curious to know about everything there is to himself that a Human couldn't figure out. He learned that he wasn't any different from them aside from appearance, and magic was something that came natural to all Serrets. They made him feel at home and even offered to take him under their wings to teach him all there is to living like them - to be able to learn magic and do what was natural. "A Human can't teach you how to use magic," one of the Serrets told him, but Dom declined, remembering he still had Chryssi back home. He didn't think he was gone too long and picked up his pace just in case. On the way back, he had found some red tulips and held them by his "mask" as he had no mouth. Pleased with his findings, he came bounding back to the spot in the meadow where Chryssi was, only to find her in tears. He dropped the red tulips and crawled up to her. "What's wrong?" he asked. She held him close.
"I-I thought you left me..." she sobbed, pressing her head to his. He didn't mean to upset her.
"But I always come back." he said. "I wouldn't leave you alone. You know I always come back to you."
She began to wipe the tears away from her face, but she was still visibly upset. He looked into her eyes.
"I promise I won't leave you."
"You promise...?"
"I promise."
He almost choked on his words. It felt wrong in his heart as he so badly wanted to follow those Serrets someday. He knew this was a promise he couldn't keep, but all he cared about at the moment was her happiness.

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During the next autumn, Dom began to feel isolated and couldn't fit in. Too many things had happened to make him question his current life. Chryssi began spending more time with Stephen and Kaylee, which left him to his own in the house. He felt lonely once again. She never stayed home too long, like her father, and seemed to be fine with being apart for a little longer. He knew she still loved him very much, but life had simply changed. The thought of that day in the meadow still lingered in his mind. It was a mental battle: to stay with Chryssi or go with the Serrets. He couldn't simply fly away and leave her. She needed somebody to greet her back home every night. He curled up by the window, staring out into the meadow. The sun was still shining, but the migrating Serrets were going to leave soon to warmer lands. He didn't know what he wanted anymore. The room door creaked open, and Chryssi stepped in. "Hey, Dom!" she said, "I'm home early!"
Dom didn't reply and continued looking longingly outside. Chryssi placed her overstuffed schoolbag down. It made an audible thud as it hit the carpet, and a flew supplies fell out. "What's wrong?"
He turned to her. "Chryssi, you know how we were in the meadow that one time?" he asked.
"Yeah, it was a fun day, wasn't it?" she replied.
"Well..." Dom wasn't sure how to bring it up. "I met some wild Serrets there, and...I want to fly with them."
Chryssi stood there, not knowing what to say at first. "You can fly whenever you want to around here. You have a huge house to live in with a beautiful meadow next to it, you're allowed to roam around whenever you want, and...and...and there's me!" Her voice cracked a little.
"I know, but the Serrets offered so much to me." He said in a solemn tone, lowering his crest. "I used to be wild. I want to be free again."
"You are free!" she said, in slight desperation. "You aren't in a cage! And when I go off to college, dad can still watch you and everything. I promise I'll come back to visit you every now and then...you won't be alone. You promised you would never go!"
"You couldn't take me to school. You can't take me to college." he said. "Your dad is always at work. It wouldn't be the same."
Chryssi covered her hands with her face. She knew it too well, but she wanted him to stay. Dom made a small leap and flew over to her shoulder. He could tell that she was crying again. "You still have Stephen and Kaylee..." he attempted to comfort her and brushed up against her hand
"It won't be the same." she said, sobbing through her hands.
"I can't come with you, and you can't come with me." he said. "Your friends can come with you to college, but where will I go?"
Chryssi calmed for a bit and moved her hands down to look at Dom, with a gentle but sad expression on her face. "You're right..." she said, "It would be selfish if I kept you here. I no longer have the time. I...guess I have a hard time letting go of you. I used to be all alone, and it wouldn't be right to do the same to you." She wiped her eyes, and, with a heavy heart, she moved to the window and opened it. A chilling breeze filled the room. She picked Dom off her shoulder and set him on the windowsill. "You can be free."
Dom looked outside but waited for a moment instead.
"...you won't forget me, will you?" her voice was growing quiet, and she could no longer look at her little friend.
He turned and looked at Chryssi, who was visibly choking back further tears. "I know I couldn't keep my promise before, but let me keep this one instead." he said. He plucked a striped black feather from his wing and held it out to Chryssi. She carefully took it into her hands and looked at how it shimmered in the light. "I promise I won't forget you."
She smiled and untied the bracelet around her right arm. "I'll hold you to it, so you better not forget." She gently tied the bracelet around Dom, in the form of a small necklace. They cuddled together one last time. Dom spread his wings and took off from the windowsill to follow the migrating flock. As he soared, his magic came to full light in such intensity that it seemed to pour from his very soul. It shined in various colors - a beautiful prismatic display - and his eyes sparkled. He was happy. He was free again.



It had been a year since that day. Chryssi was now in college, but she was staying at home for the week. She still lived in the same old house. On good mornings, she would leave the window open. She enjoyed the feeling of the breeze and looking out onto the meadow. It brought back so many memories. She spun her purple pen in hand and thought hard on the paper sitting on her desk. "This isn't working." she said. "I'll do this later." She looked around her room and then got up from her desk to check her bags.
Tap. A small sound at the windowsill. She didn't pay much attention at first. Tap tap tap.
"Huh?" she stood up from the floor and turned to the windowsill. There were a few picked flowers sitting on it. Red tulips. With a slight flutter in her heart, she quickly walked over to the window and leaned outside. There was nobody around. She looked down at the tulips, picking them up and holding them close with a soft smile on her face.
"You remembered."



By Sebeon | Alt. Version
By Sebeon
By Sebeon

[Sewell]

Username:
Sewell

Serret name:
Noya

Story/History:
How I met the Serret

Dear Peace-Colby,

Thank you for your last reply. It's a very interesting story, and I bet it was an amazing feeling to see him like that. Now I'm curious how he'll react when he meets you next time. Be sure to tell me about it, okay? Also, I've seen the most interesting creature recently, and maybe you could explain to me what it was? You're the biggest animal lover I know, so I doubt it would be a problem for you, I hope... It was so strange - a small, fluffy animal with wings and big, bright eyes... But I'm getting ahead of myself, let me start from the beginning.

A few days ago, the weather was wonderful so I decided to go for a walk into the forest. Of course, I took my camera with me. As you know perfectly well, a walk anywhere without my camera is impossible. That day, I was focused mainly on birds. I took photos of a few sparrows, tits and jays. I even managed to catch a woodpecker, when suddenly I realised that the forest around me was absolutely quiet. I thought that maybe there just wasn't any birds where I was, but I was wrong. When I looked around, I noticed many birds, more than before that day, and all of them were completely quiet. What's even stranger is that they were all turned in the same direction. Of course, I followed their gaze, as I was to curious not to. Soon I reached a small glade and froze. There, in the clearing, was smoke. And there's no smoke without fire! I thought about calling for help, but before I could, I realised that the smoke was colorful: red, yellow and blue-green.

You can laugh at me. Colorful smoke in the forest - hilarious. If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't believe me either. However, I have a proof. After reading my message, take a look at the attachment I sent you. But before that, let's finish my story. I drew closer to the smoke, curious to find out what it was. It wasn't smoke from fire, there wasn't even a single spark to be seen. 'The thing' which was in the centre of the clearing was much stranger than any fire. It was small, like the size of one of my hands. A long and narrow creature, it had a pair of wings and, strangely, no other limbs at all. It was completely covered with fur that looked thick and fluffy. Its colors and markings were beautiful! But I can't remember them very well, because the eyes of the creature were captivating. The moment I looked at them, I couldn't take my eyes off them. They were big, compared to the creature's size, and a bright light-orange. They were very deep, and it was as if inside them I could see its age, its knowledge, its life... It was just unbelievable!

After some time, I blinked, and the animal disappeared. Immediately after, the forest became full of bird song again. I felt like it had been a dream, just dream. But I have proof that it happened, and I'm sending it to you in the attachment!

Do you know what animal I saw? I've already asked a lot of people but nobody has heard about something like it before. You're my only hope now. I really, truly want to meet that creature again. It's my dream, to see it, and to touch it... If it will let me. To get to know it better. Maybe even to become friends with it!

Waiting for your reply impatiently,
Sewell

P.S. Don't forget to look at the attachment.

P.S.S. I don't want to call the creature 'it' all the time so I gave it a name: 'Noya' - it means ornamented, because of its beauty.

Attachment: file1, file2

Extras:
Art
(Making art, I used free background of Darkdood, smoke texture from freepik.com and photograph of forest from pixabay.com)

[kavlri]

AHH, I wouldn't imagine that this serret will take this long to judge!
There are so many good forms, and it pains me to narrow them down huhuuuu
After a long consideration, congratulations to Tempest Rain!
I really like the depth of your concept. Hope you enjoy your gigantic winged fluffy snake!

Also because I couldn't help myself, a 'runner up' will be given to Sebeon!
You'll get a custom winged serret (on the normal lineart) with two edits of your choice.
PM me the details so I can work on it ^^

As for everyone else, great job! You all gave me a very tough time here xD

[Sebeon]

Congrats, Tempest Rain! I loved your form too. ;v;
Feel free to use this art (also the alt. version) from my form.
When I finished it I realized I screwed up the wings, whoops.

[OrangeSocks]

Congrats! I guess I'll be stalking this species until I find another design I like and can afford :3