[fūi]

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.

edits;;
standard ;; shine edit
standard ;; tooth edit
common ;; hair edit
common ;; scelra edit
common ;; tail edit
common ;; fur edit
uncommon ;; ear edit

ooo how cute,, i wonder who they are?

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this will be a short limited impress me comp ! editing is fine, prettying up is fine. just stay within the limits it all will be okayy <33

Rules/ Limitations
2 extras MIN ,, 4 extras MAX !
500 words MAX per extra ! 2 Art pieces per extra !
any questions feel free to pm me !
animations are allowed/ websites are NOT Allowed.
totally didnt forget to include this hNNGG January 29 is end date =w=

[snowdrake]

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Resssssss!!

[snipsnops]

mark ! :0c

[Motivational Lizard]

Screaming mark rn

[rnirai]

possible res ???
i love this babe but ,,,, impress me ,,,

[Mima]

cain ✧ male ✧ izurude

The breath of spring on the horizon had since begun to melt away all but the clingiest of snow. But the air was still bitter with chill. The trees were still in the shape of black skeletons, wicked claws reaching up to strangle the grey sky. Refrozen, muddy ice coated the black and brown rotting leaves. It was staunchly empty.

It was only a matter of time before someone slipped.

And today he was lucky enough to not be that someone.

He looked on with empty awe as he watched his brother disappear from his view. So like him, to play dangerous. Cain had only realized the river was there once the other Kalon was gone. Thoughtlessly and wordlessly he stepped forwards, towards the steep banks. Though not frozen over, it was only the rapid coursing of the water that kept it.

Further down in his field of view, he noticed his brother, clinging to the ground at his feet. He stood as still as stone as he watched the other Kalon struggle. Didn't know what to do? Maybe. Didn't know how to feel? Maybe. The younger looked up at him, pleadingly. He wasn't sure if it was in his head or reality, but he heard a distant, fading cry of "help."

And he didn't know if he said it or just thought it, but his answer was clear as he walked away: "No."

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soft lines headshot - pixel headshot

100% chance the winner may use/edit these as they see fit!

[wriolette enjoyer]

Username;; Vilvia

Name;; Dalia - meaning;; flowering branch

Gender;; F

Extra 1;; Story
Dalia's foundings
As Dalia walked
she saw paterns of beautiful rocks beneath her, also known as quartz. As she looked, she noticed that the Sun is making them shine as bright as Dalia's tail. She took one and put it on a wire she had in her bag. As she was slowly attaching the gem in its place, she looked at the bright sun, shining againt her tail this time, making a full-time colored rainbow to the gems. She gasped as she put on the necklace, while slowly taking out her journal. She took a pencil and started to record her findings and what she is seeing and doing. She wrote;; I have seen amazing and fascinating things in my life, but never I wouuld've guessed that my tail made a useless rock into something amazing!

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As she was walking, her necklace was moving around her neck, she looked at the first spring leaf of 2017.
"Wow, this is, amazing!"~ she said as she grabbed the new leaf off of the tree.
▌Ideas;;
▌˘ Journalist
▌˘ Teacher
▌ˇ Doctor
▌˘ Psychologist
▌^ I BEG YOU TO NOT STEAL ANY IDEAS! ^
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dropping out

good luck!

[heartleafed]

res???? probably

[naumachy]

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username. naumachy xxxname. pierre xxxgender. male [he/him]
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in the little town tucked between two mountains and a frozen river,
everyone knows pierre. son of a local writer and the town's claim
to fame, it's not an uncommon sight to see him in conversation with
the town residents, or showing a visitor around the huddle of shops
and homes. he's typically well respected and a hub for advice; and
he's happy to give the latter. many scuffles have been solved with
his kind words, as well as the start of many lifelong relation- ships.
although he's well-appreciated, he is not truly a part of a group -
always an outsider, drifting between problems, liked but not loved
and never truly known; though he knows many take him for granted,
he tries not to think about it and keeps a half smile under his hooded
eyes. he is happy, right? born to explore and learn and develop his
own identity, he too often finds himself not as his own person but part
of someone else's story. a side-kick. he wants to star in his own show.
but how can you when you're scared of leaving your hometown?

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growing up under the watchful eyes of his single mother, pierre was a handful during the day and quick to tire out. in states of half-asleep his mother would read him stories about times he hadn't known but could imagine such. these bedtime stories were on a whole other level; a skilled writer, pierre's mother had brought fame and wealth to their little town and it would take him years to realize how much he appreciated those little stories. snippets of other worlds where he could be whatever he wanted! he didn't mind being a bit of an outcast around the other children, off in his own world.

living relatively wealthy, pierre was always expected to keep up his appearance and learn manners quickly. it was around his middle childhood years when his inability to recognize differences between colors was discovered through his uncoordinated and erratic style of dressing. after a few tests, pierre was declared completely colorblind. even at such a young age, he knew he was missing out on something incredible- he learned to bring color to other people's worlds instead, and in a way, it made him feel better.

getting older and older, pierre's bedtime stories turned into tales of his mother's past. he was delighted to sit and listen to her talk about his other mom; how they had met and the brief time they had spent together. his mom called her maman, and when she talked about maman her eyes held the stars and it made him perfectly content to listen to her pour her heart into her words. his maman had been paying off a debt by working in a traveling circus - the carnival had come to town and






























Important q; who are they!! Mom asks "who are you " and he reflects

" I am the stars and the etc, how he'd describe other people, he finally sees himself


BUT NOT IMMEDIATELY, ANDRIEN HELPS

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name is pierre, he grew up in a relatively wealthy household as an only child with a single mother [other mom was a one-time thing and worked in a traveling circus?? something that came and left quickly, a summer storm] his mum was a writer, but after having him she quit to take care of him,, he always loved how she wrote and the voice in it and how her writing voice could be soft or harsh or refreshing,, expand later

was a small n happy kiddo, always listened to his mum's story about his mom and loved how she made connections to things and how poetic she sounded, sorta does that himself, grew up in school and generally did well

decided to travel and try to find his mom; mum was kinda sad but always encouraged him to pursue his dreams
ended up finding mom! but she had sorta gone to pieces and really disappointed him- he was excited to meet her from his mum's description but she was a bad dude

he got really, really unhappy,, met andrien, andrien needs friends,, he will be grown like on the 13th so he's old enough

andrien's an aspiring writer and reminded him of how his mom used to write



















ugh, how does this end

andrien [i]really[/i] helps him and gets him back up on his feet? and it reminds him of what he's done so many times? and it ends with them just,, walking off

this needs character development jfc


monochromacy // colorblind // can't see color so he tries to bring it into other people's worlds

is sorta the sidekick friend, happy-go-lucky and witty and has a lot of connections, but sorta that guy that everyone knows but could go without, everyone's casual acquaintance, really flirty

- pierre [surname? marin, maybe], goes by pierre only, doesn't like pet names v much

pierre was born to

[Reiji]

just mark now, might enter again maybe eh