Buttermilk #698 by whim

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Buttermilk #698

Postby whim » Thu Aug 01, 2019 7:33 pm

    Diamond Sapphire wrote:
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      Name: aveline
      Collar color: your choice, but preferably somethin' the same colour as their eyes! <3


    golden bamboo baby!
    for this kid I'd like you to tell me what their fondest memory is!
    you have a maximum of 200 words!

    ends on August 6th at CS rollover!

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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby astral. » Thu Aug 01, 2019 9:00 pm

Username: astral.
Name: Téa
Collar color: charcoal with their eye colour as bamboo leaves and a pale gold bell
Their fondest memory:
It goes without saying, the devestation that a fire causes. The loss of life from creature to plants alike. The complete desolation.

Téa was just a calf when the barn and surrounding grazing field went ablaze. She was both captivated and horrified as the amber flames devoured her home. Her herd had been evacuated as soon as there was the slightest scent of smoke.
It would take three whole days for the fires to finally be put out. Everything seemed to be charred black. Not a single thing was not affected by the fire. Téa started weeping at the sight of this, but her mother took her to where the field used to be and circled out a patch of grass with her hoof and told her to watch how life could always find a way. Naturally, she didn't understand until the smallest seedlings sprouted from the ground and with time, the field looked greener than ever before ❤
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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby bluex » Thu Aug 01, 2019 10:01 pm
















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name: Tyche
collar color: like a bamboo shoot (green w/ stripes) & a pale gold bell
their fondest memory:

Sitting in the sea of green, Tyche let the sun's warmth wash over her. The wind surfed over her spine, picking up leaves as it blew past. The tall trees waved towards the glowing horizon and the clouds lined with gold. Her mother resided on the meadow's edge, her head buried in a heap of clover. Now was usually when Tyche bothered her old dam for milk or attention, but after he left, there was nothing the little calf wanted more than to see him again. The time seemed to tick endlessly, the blue sky washed lilac by the burning sun. Stretching out her limbs, the calf steadied herself onto her tricky hooves. The breeze whistled past, carrying the scent of honey and dandelions... The heifer turned her head and gazed out over the shining field, searching. Her legs were left behind as she launched, landing with her face buried in the grass. Blinking, she tore her stinging face from the ground and her gaze met with two soft green eyes. The warmth felt so inviting, comforting, like a big blanket of relief. Her eyes rolled oceans as she nuzzled into the crook of the bull's shoulder.
He came back.

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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby acadicus » Fri Aug 02, 2019 12:41 am

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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby Joke's On You » Fri Aug 02, 2019 2:47 am

Username: Herringbone

Name: Panda

Collar color: Eye color

Their fondest memory:

It was a beautiful spring day. The flowers were just beginning to bloom and it was beginning to become warm enough to stay out in the fields for long periods of time. The critters of the spring and summer days were also beginning to reveal themselves to the world once again. On this particular day, the young calf known as Panda was out in the fields with her mother. Being the curious calf she was, she was pestering her mother with all sorts of questions such as: "Why do the birds sing?" and "Where did the birds go over the winter?"

To all of these questions, her mother would just reply with something that would sound beautiful in every way: "The birds sing to bring joy to all the animals around the world. And they left for the winter to spread that joy". And afterward, Panda was satisfied and bounded off to go entertain herself in the fields. After minutes of running about, the young calf decided to take a breather for a moment. And as she was doing so, a butterfly came up and landed on her snout. Her ears perked forward and she smiled. It was so beautiful. [200/200]


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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby nettle tea » Fri Aug 02, 2019 3:24 am

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Name: tova
Collar color: the same color as her eyes, with a little golden bell
Their fondest memory:
Of all of her memories, Tova's fondest was one of her first. She was walking beside her mother, through the thick grass. Her legs were still a bit weak, and trembled occasionally. Each time her body wavered, she would steel herself for another step. Up, and up, and up the hill they climbed, and Tova's legs began to ache. As they passed a tree, she longed to be able to rest in the shade underneath it, and to sit in the lush grass. Ahead, though, her mother continued, already nearing the top of the hill.
"Wait!" she called, but her mother made no move to stop. Hastily, she rushed up, flinching at her unsteady legs and the dull pain that shot up in them with each step. Finally, she was beside her mother, panting.
"Tova. Look up," her mother said, "You made it."
Raising her eyes to the sky, she could see everything. The little barn in the distance, with tiny specks of light in the windows. The other cows, just spots on the field. Against the sky, the sun was sinking low, dragging hues of pink and orange with it, painting the sky with a lovely glow.
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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby Evils » Fri Aug 02, 2019 3:40 am

Username: Evils
Name: Bee
Collar color: An off-black with a little white bat outline
Their fondest memory:
It was the day Bee found themself, it wasn't the gratification of accepting themself, but their dad's response.
They had been struggling for awhile with their identity. Bee knew they didn't feel female, the term "she" itself just didn't seem like a right title for them... But neither did "he".
One morning Bee decided to confide in some close friends that they were struggling to figure out who they were. With open arms they tried their best to comfort Bee, one friend bringing up the term that would change Bee's life forever; nonbinary.
Soon Bee had the task of coming out to their dad. He was a kind, humble man but set in some old ways. Sitting down with him Bee cut to the chase and explained to him that they were not his "daughter" but rather his "child". There was a strong silence between the two of them before their dad burst into tears, hugging Bee close. "I am so happy you've finally accepted yourself, I could see you were struggling, but I couldn't be happier in calling you my child, my little Bee. You've been my baby since the beginning, and you'll be my baby till the end".
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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby Knickknacks » Fri Aug 02, 2019 4:16 am

Username: Knickknacks
Name: Teana
Collar color: Light green with a bamboo or leaflike pattern, please! ^^
Their fondest memory:
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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby clarke, » Fri Aug 02, 2019 4:21 am

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Re: Buttermilk #698

Postby BadgerBuddies » Fri Aug 02, 2019 5:08 am

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Name: Sakura
Collar color: light pink please!
Their fondest memory:

Sakura was born during the Cherry Blossom Festival, as all the beautiful pink flowers were blooming. Every year, her birthday would fall in line with the blossoming of these trees, and to celebrate another year of life, her parents would take her to the festival. She loved it so much, and can still remember the sweet scent that hung in the air. When the breeze picked up, it would carry the pretty pink petals through the air, making them look as though they were dancing.

Life was as sweet as the scent of those flowers when she was young. It didn’t stay this way, however. Her parents grew apart, eventually separating. Sakura was to stay with her mother, but her mother whisked her away from busy city life and into the heart of the desert. Sakura was miserable. She longed for any sort of foliage that wasn’t a cactus and hated all this sand. Her father assured her he’d buy her tickets to fly home for the festival, but those were empty promises. Sakura longed to return for her favorite celebration, but years passed. All she had were the sweet memories of the wonders she saw at the Sakura Festival.

(I’m crying I wrote way too much but I cut it down to exactly 200 words I’m sorry if this is garbage or doesn’t make sense)
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