[Ember the Wolf]

Simas are cat/wolf creatures basically. Their paws resemble a wolves while their body structure
could resemble a cat. Simas are also known as 'Sword Mammels'. This name comes from their tail.
The tail is the most important part of a Sima's body. They resemble a sword most of all. They are
thick and fluffy at the base and when the go down the tail, it gets thinner then widens into two
tail guards like the guards on a sword. The jewel acts like the blade.

What's this? a jellyfish has seemed to wash ashore? Be careful they might sting you!!

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How do you would you help this lost squish?
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[jeeter]

Username: jeeter
Name: moon
Gender: female
How do you would you help this lost squish? I'd give her a new place to go! She's such a wanderer that she sometimes gets lost as a result, but all she needs is a place to go and she'll be good to go. Some place like an aquarium or science museum would probably be on my first list of suggestions, though she's also impartial to the movie theatres. (Who doesn't want to live through other people through movies? Even someone who's seen so much)
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I actually go to this place all the time so I know you can actually touch some of the jellyfish!

Note: I am adding a art peice if your planning on judging soon, pm me so I can either throw it out there or scrap it, thank you!

[MeltiTheDragon]

Username: Diamondshine101
Name: Chui-bo (Chu for short)
Gender: Non-binary
How do you would you help this lost squish?:

Why didn't I ask the immigration guy about directions?

I went from being confident to suddenly being a fish out of water. Frowning, I flounder around looking for a map. Or some sign that has a picture rather than English words. I immigrated to America from China to have a better life, not to lose my way in the first five minutes! Boy should I have listened to my mom when she said to learn the English language fluently before I came here would be wise. I thought basic phrases would be fine until I found some sort of tutor but apparently I was wrong. This certainly made me scratch my head. More so than the middle-aged man on the bench reading his newspaper the wrong way. That guy was just weird.

"You look lost," a female, purple-furred Sima said as they walked by her. She wore her sunglasses slightly askew and wore a pretty and very frilly aqua sundress.

"I lost," I replied sheepishly.

She cocked her head to the right. "You're not from around here are you?"

I skook my head no, only partially understanding what she said.. "How you tell?", I asked.

"Your accent and your broken English. Want some help?", she replied with a chuckle.

I nodded yes, and she pulled out a map. We wandered around, the Sima cheerfully leading me around New York City. But after what was probably about five hours, I started growing weary. And I could swear that I've seen the Statue of Liberty at least six times now. "Are we lost?", I inquired as we wandered around Brooklyn.

"Nope, I know where we're going."

That was relieving to hear.

......Five More Hours Later......

"What are you doing to the poor kid, Chior?", a middle-aged Sima said to the girl who'd tried to help me.

"Melenie, I tried to help him navigate and I saw your house and thought you could help us.", she rambled.

*cough* "They, not he." *cough*

The older Sima shot a stern glare at Chior. "Why couldn't you just ask for directions to begin with, you silly over-confident girl? Here kid, you can stay here for a bit while you get settled here. My nest has remained empty for over thirty years, and I'd love the company," she said as she motioned to her apartment on Staten Island. Casting another glare at Chior, she added with a growl, "And you can take the guest bed. I'll make Chior sleep in the basement as punishment for assuming too much."

"But Mel, I was just trying to help them around."

"Don't 'but Mel' me."

Chior grumbled as she climbed down the old, rickety wooden ladder. As soon as she shut the door, Mel asked me, "Did I just not catch your name or did Chior forget to ask like she forgets everything else?"

"Chior never asked. My name is Chui-bo, but my friends call me Chu."

"What a great name,", she said as she vanished into the kitchen to grab some ice cream for the two of us. I grinned. Maybe moving here wasn't a bust at all.
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(story is written from anthro perspective)

[wucaian]

Jelly jelly jelly. They're cute!

[Ember the Wolf]

Username: Diamondshine101
Name: Chui-bo (Chu for short)
Gender: Non-binary
How do you would you help this lost squish?:

Why didn't I ask the immigration guy about directions?

I went from being confident to suddenly being a fish out of water. Frowning, I flounder around looking for a map. Or some sign that has a picture rather than English words. I immigrated to America from China to have a better life, not to lose my way in the first five minutes! Boy should I have listened to my mom when she said to learn the English language fluently before I came here would be wise. I thought basic phrases would be fine until I found some sort of tutor but apparently I was wrong. This certainly made me scratch my head. More so than the middle-aged man on the bench reading his newspaper the wrong way. That guy was just weird.

"You look lost," a female, purple-furred Sima said as they walked by her. She wore her sunglasses slightly askew and wore a pretty and very frilly aqua sundress.

"I lost," I replied sheepishly.

She cocked her head to the right. "You're not from around here are you?"

I skook my head no, only partially understanding what she said.. "How you tell?", I asked.

"Your accent and your broken English. Want some help?", she replied with a chuckle.

I nodded yes, and she pulled out a map. We wandered around, the Sima cheerfully leading me around New York City. But after what was probably about five hours, I started growing weary. And I could swear that I've seen the Statue of Liberty at least six times now. "Are we lost?", I inquired as we wandered around Brooklyn.

"Nope, I know where we're going."

That was relieving to hear.

......Five More Hours Later......

"What are you doing to the poor kid, Chior?", a middle-aged Sima said to the girl who'd tried to help me.

"Melenie, I tried to help him navigate and I saw your house and thought you could help us.", she rambled.

*cough* "They, not he." *cough*

The older Sima shot a stern glare at Chior. "Why couldn't you just ask for directions to begin with, you silly over-confident girl? Here kid, you can stay here for a bit while you get settled here. My nest has remained empty for over thirty years, and I'd love the company," she said as she motioned to her apartment on Staten Island. Casting another glare at Chior, she added with a growl, "And you can take the guest bed. I'll make Chior sleep in the basement as punishment for assuming too much."

"But Mel, I was just trying to help them around."

"Don't 'but Mel' me."

Chior grumbled as she climbed down the old, rickety wooden ladder. As soon as she shut the door, Mel asked me, "Did I just not catch your name or did Chior forget to ask like she forgets everything else?"

"Chior never asked. My name is Chui-bo, but my friends call me Chu."

"What a great name,", she said as she vanished into the kitchen to grab some ice cream for the two of us. I grinned. Maybe moving here wasn't a bust at all.
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(story is written from anthro perspective)

Yes perfection i love it. take good car of this cute kid <3

[MeltiTheDragon]

Thank you so much! I will take great care of them.