[✧ the Archivist.]

Kalons-- a species with soft manes and even softer hearts.

Monitored in forests across the globe for years, these animals
have recently been declared naturally tame as well as sentient.
Scientists are asking the general population to consider adopting
Kalons for further study in their capabilities of intelligence.

From the suggestion thread!
Since we already have a black and blonde husky, I went with a red for this one!

Standard: custom tail shine // Common: custom tail, longer ruff fur

This comp is going to be a limited impress me!
You have 500 words and 3 art pieces to do what you want with!

Rules:
500 words + 3 art pieces
Comics are allowed, but each panel counts as 1 art piece, and all words count towards the limit
No animations
Forms on a separate thread are allowed
Coding/prettying up your form is encouraged

Ends September 8th, @ 11:59 PM, EST.
Extensions can be given is needed!

If you have any questions, feel free to PM me!

[seijuu]

mark to watch

[kh.aotic]

marksss
might join if I have time?

[Birdy]

II Username: The Pirate II Kalon Name: Shasta II Kalon Gender: Female II

Snow
fluffy, white, and terrifying
cold diamonds shift through fur
to pierce her heart

She steps
and her past trails her
echoes of her not far behind
it pierces her heart

Void
of white and blue and white
of snow and cold and snow
of wind and calm and wind
of her of her of her


she's alone


But her heart is full
of white and blue and white
of snow and cold and snow
of wind and calm and wind
of them of them of them

The kalons
she left behind
are pressed with every step
they follow close to her
the trail to guide her home

Snow
fluffy, white, and familiar
cold diamonds shift through fur
to warm her heart



Much like a snowflake, every kalon is unique. Though they may bear the same bends, same patterns, same look, they are made to be special. Shasta is no exception to this rule; her fluffy vibrant fur stands out against the void of white in which she was born and raised. At first, this proved useful; her family and friends could spot her from a mile away whenever her restless heart lured her past the village lines. And she was constantly praised for her unique look, earning stares and compliments wherever she wandered. But as she grew, Shasta began to wonder about her strange appearance.
None of the other kalons in her village bore the color red; they all displayed whites and grays, easily blending into their surroundings. Her own parents were a brilliant gray and black, beautiful in their own way but different from Shasta. Their fur was shorter and more coarse, and their eyes were a piercing blue. They were her parents, and yet they were nothing like her.
When she was old enough to venture out on her own, Shasta questioned her parents about their differences. With much hesitation, they explained that Shasta was not like the others; she was found as a kit, facing the harsh blizzards on her own without another kalon in sight. Her parents brought her home and raised her as their own, accepting her as though she was always there.
Shasta was at first distraught by this news. Her entire life, she had felt apart from her village, and now her worries were confirmed. Her parents were quick to reassure her, reminding her that every kalon is unique but in their hearts, they are one. Shasta was comforted by their words, but felt a longing in her heart. Even as a kit, she had felt drawn to the outside world, and now the pull was stronger than ever. Her friends and family supported her and her decision to leave, and as she parted they reminded her that she would always have a home among them.
Now, Shasta has begun her journey to the outside world. She once again faces the snow alone, and though the world around her seems unending, she knows that she will find the place where she belongs.

[Total Word Count (including poem): 500/500]

[wolf ;;]

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"Stop!! Thief!"
The old female kalon gave a desperate cry as a red and white shape ran from her, ears flat. But her face looked triumphant, holding a delicate golden chain necklace in her paws. She had gotten what she had come for...now all she could do was run, and just hope that the officers, who were bound to show up, wouldn't be able to catch up.
"Stop right there, miss!" Anouk ignored the barking tone of someone hot on her path, running for her life...why had she resulted to such means to go and steal from another kalon? This was way too valuable to pass up...the kalon had been weak and frail, anyhow.
"Stop being stubborn and give that back, then we wont have to lock you up!"
"Hah, funny you say that, officer!" Anouk turned, flashing a grin as the dark pelted officer running to grab her and take her under arrest. "It would be nice to sit here and chat...but I have somewhere I need to be."
She turned, and before the officer did manage to get to her, she took a running leap to one of the buldings in the now-empty street, grabbing onto the windowsill of one, before making her way up, not looking down.
"Hey, get down here!"
"Not a chance!" Anouk called, soon reaching the roof and pulling herself up. She then peered over the edge, to see that the officer had found a latter, and was now climbing his way up. She flicked her ears, before the red pelted kalon took off, running across the roof to the other side, she had to act quickly if she wanted to get away with this new prize of hers...
"I've got just the trick!"
She quickly dug her hands into her pockets, rummaging for a bit before pulling out a necklace - much like the one she had taken, although it wasn't real gold...and looked a little rusty. She would just set it here, and be on her way...
By the time that the officer got to the top, and took the fake necklace back, she was long gone, free to take another day.

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By the late hours into the night, Anouk reached her small cottage in the woods, and unlocked the door, quickly going in and shutting it behind her. She was exhausted, her chest heaving...but she had run home after all. The kalon headed to the kitchen and switched on the light, revealing a small table with a piece of paper, where she went, grabbing a pen from a holder on the way before crossing off a name on the list, as well as an item name. She then reached into her pocket, grabbing the necklace, and she rubbed her thumb over it gently, smiling. She then looked at a picture frame on the table, which held a picture of a kalon similar to her appearance.
"Don't worry Ma...I'll get them all back for you."

[Muggywort]

My form is
Here

[sibylline,]

marking to watch!
Your free to use either of my Kalons in your form, just pm me first.

[rainbow;]

res with the name jenna and an interview <3

[Gaycko]

Res

[caeleste]

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"My name's Maple, nice to meet you!"
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maple lilac saulnier. she's a female kalon, about twenty-seven years of age. I'm caeleste and will be telling you about her.
upon meeting her, most will immediately notice how fluffy she is. quite appropriate, considering she's based off a siberian husky. after that maple will probably engage you in conversation as usual. this kalon has a certain... glow about her, i suppose. every soul she meets has a smile upon their face after talking with her. perhaps she'll chatter on about how she just found this amazing new band, or that there's this adorable little boutique that has the cutest sweaters. whatever it is, maple will surely get you interested in it.

maple works as a ski patrol at the local mountain. for every rescue she's completed, maple adds a silver snowflake to her most prized possession, an antique necklace. she never goes anywhere without it.



maple has specific likes and dislikes. for example, crusty snow is her worst enemy. she's a total powder pig, though. one pet peeve of hers is "fake" people, if you know what I mean. ones who smile but not with their eyes, who laugh but not with their hearts. she can tell immediately upon meeting someone if they're genuine.
she also hates getting overheated, which happens a lot. her thick fur has some downsides. maple can normally tell it's too hot before anything happens, so it's not much trouble.

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it was a wintery morning at the mountain. white flakes drifted down in spirals. maple was already awake and heading out the door. last night had been awesome, with two new feet of snow. that meant lots of fun, plus she got to trigger avalanches by tossing down explosives. that sounds dangerous, but it's done before the opening of the chairlifts so that people who ski in avalanche prone areas won't accidentally set one off.

the lift to the peak was cold. even the kalon with all her fur felt chilly.
maple's radio crackled and a voice came on.

"maple, you did the north ridge, correct?"
"affirmative."
"some tourist must've ventured out of bounds. I'm seeing a large avalanche heading to badger woods."
"roger. I'll get going. maple out."

the ski patrol jumped off the chair the instant she got to the top and started zooming down the ridge on her skis, rescue sled trailing behind. she could hear the distant rumble of an avalanche. when she skied close enough to peer over the ridge, her heart sank. the avalanche had cleared a path through the forest. trees were flattened.
then, maple heard a muffled shout.

"if you can hear me, say something!" she commanded.

following the voice over to a standing tree, maple got out her snow shovel and began digging. it wasn't long before she uncovered a small kalon, about ten. he was shivering and probably in shock. maple laid him on the sled and started skiing to the lodge.

just another day, she thought.