[lilpupin]

Field is an adoption that is based upon building a battalion to fight a monster, known as "The Great Beast", and
its minions. Although it is based on war, there is no gore and hefty topics are avoided entirely. Building your
battalion is not required, but you will be very restricted if you do not. (Sorry, the general needs soldiers.)
There is no base line for adopts, so things could get interesting with different artists' styles. However, there
are only three species available in Field; wolves, winged wolves, and foxes. Their lines will not be anything
beside that except for special events.

A rare lavender pup
Tell me: what do they think of the night?

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Will end: 17th

[lilpupin]

Bump

[koushi.]

username: crutchie_
name: Asteria
gender: Female
rank: Healer
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"You spend too much time in the moon, Asteria."

Mother says, collapsing down on her haunches beside her daughter. Even in the moonlight, the daughter can see the weight under her eyes and in her delicate paws. Her pale coat looks almost ethereal. The daughter says nothing, just stares into space.

Mother sighs.
"Your father was the same way. He spent every moment he could out here on this peak, star-gazing, telling me stories about how it all got here." Her eyes sadden and she lifts her chin. "He used to tell me that when he died, he'd make constellations for me. I suppose he was foolish."

The daughter heard all of these stories when she was a small pup, bouncing around the fields pretending to be a warrior of the moon, fighting with monsters and angering her relatives trying to get work done. She spent every night where she was now, except it was her father sitting beside her. Then she saw the night as a final frontier, an escape from the world of crops and war. Now her fantasy had been demolished and now when she looked up at the stars she saw a graveyard.

Mother stands silently and rests her head on her daughter's, letting out a slow breath. Then disappears back into the hut. The daughter glances over her shoulder. The stars gleam over her head and she traces them as she was taught. As she does, she wonders whether her father drew them for the family he left behind.

[lilpupin]

Bump

[albino polar bear]

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[lilpupin]

Bump

[lilpupin]

Winner is Crutchie_!

[koushi.]

Thank you!