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Items: lantern

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username: Wileyfangs
storage thread: Seven Nation Army
hound name: Kiango
"Swahili for Lamp; light
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex: Male
age: 5 years, 2 mos
collar color: Dark brown, bronze


story surrounding the lantern:
It takes many years for a dog to become lamp bearer.

There is no training to be had, no wise words to be imparted upon. The whole ceremony is stoic, colder than the ice that is sifted through. Living in the coldest region in Africa however, makes it easier. The humans that brave these mountains are foolish creatures. They come with nothing, expecting heat among the land to be equal. They are especially foolish.

To be lamp bearer is to remind them of such. Kiango is the newest to the lamp bearer role and so far, has no idea what he's doing. No dog will explain to him what his role means. No dog will tell him of its meaning, its truths. They all say the same thing.

"Bearer of Lamp, bringeth thy light. To stare upon, my will or plight"

The words are spoken softly like a prayer and it strikes him every time, makes his fur run colder under the howling wind, his paws stuck frozen on snow. And every time the glow from his lantern seems to brighten regardless of these strange feelings.

It isn't until he meets the first foolish creature that he begins to understand.

It is a calf, one belonging to a water buffalo, lonely and freezing. It's lost from a herd that will never find it, strayed too far this way. Watching it, Kiango can see it has been attacked, wounds still fresh. The words from the other dogs echo in his ears then until it is the only thing he can hear over the cold and whistling wind. He comes forward.

The calf, startles, but the warmth of the light is welcoming than endless snow and cold and even in the face of a canine it follows. Kiango has no idea what he's doing, but his paws direct the way. Like a strange phantom has overtaken him, he leads on with quiet and grace, the young calf's whimpering bellows behind him.

It's then he realizes he's led the calf to humans who will help it. A reserve. When he turns around the calf is startled out of its reverie and calls out. Kiango takes his lamp and bolts back into the snow and ice, leaving the calf to its fate.

The next creature is not so lucky. In fact, Kiango is certain it is dead. A young pup stuck in the snow covered in frost and sick with fear. The words echo again as Kiango watches it struggle, watches the little body fall time and time again back into the snow, watches the way the cold saps the strength from the little one. He wants to help, it burns in him so badly. He wants to run forward and take the pup into his midst. But even he can see the pup will not survive such a journey even assisted. It has been alone too long. Alone and frightened and too sick to move. When it falls again it stays down.




He comes forward. He wraps himself around the little creature curling up in the snow, places his lamp down beside it. The glow illuminates the pup's eyes and Kiango watches. He watches even when the light fades and the pup seems to have fallen asleep. The lamp burns on however and Kiango is the only one to bear witness. He draws his tongue over frozen fur and names the lost pup Theluji. He buried them away from their namesake, in the warmth the earth, in dirt and not snow so at least in death the pup will know warmth.

He carries Theluji's death in his heart when he holds his lantern and begins to understand why Lamp Bearer is so vague. But it is his job now, to help or to wait, to decide how the Bearer of the Lamp should be. Theluji's death rings hollowly within him, and the lantern seems brighter for it.

why is this guy caught in the snow holding a lantern? no restrictions on extras
ENDS 27TH DEC

snowflake has a 35% pass rate when bred to a non. a 65% pass rate when bred to another snowflake[/center]

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[foxxbreath]

username:
storage thread:
hound name:
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex:
age:
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story surrounding the lantern:

mark!! I love this bab

[sapphirespirit]

username: sapphirespirit
storage thread:(will post when home)
hound name: Lumiere
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex:male
age:8
collar color:dark leather
story surrounding the lantern:story wip, also plan for art.
Art:
Poem:

If e'er lost in the snow,
or in the dark of the night,
When the tremble's long past Your knees,
look deep between the trees,
Fear not your aches and plight,
Nor creatures lurking below.

For every night ,just at daybreak's last,
Lumiere doth Make his way,
With eye of flame and heart of Truth,
He'll always (WIP)

[Wileyfangs]

username: Wileyfangs
storage thread: Seven Nation Army
hound name: Kiango
"Swahili for Lamp; light
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex: Male
age: 5 years, 2 mos
collar color: Dark brown, bronze


story surrounding the lantern:
It takes many years for a dog to become lamp bearer.

There is no training to be had, no wise words to be imparted upon. The whole ceremony is stoic, colder than the ice that is sifted through. Living in the coldest region in Africa however, makes it easier. The humans that brave these mountains are foolish creatures. They come with nothing, expecting heat among the land to be equal. They are especially foolish.

To be lamp bearer is to remind them of such. Kiango is the newest to the lamp bearer role and so far, has no idea what he's doing. No dog will explain to him what his role means. No dog will tell him of its meaning, its truths. They all say the same thing.

"Bearer of Lamp, bringeth thy light. To stare upon, my will or plight"

The words are spoken softly like a prayer and it strikes him every time, makes his fur run colder under the howling wind, his paws stuck frozen on snow. And every time the glow from his lantern seems to brighten regardless of these strange feelings.

It isn't until he meets the first foolish creature that he begins to understand.

It is a calf, one belonging to a water buffalo, lonely and freezing. It's lost from a herd that will never find it, strayed too far this way. Watching it, Kiango can see it has been attacked, wounds still fresh. The words from the other dogs echo in his ears then until it is the only thing he can hear over the cold and whistling wind. He comes forward.

The calf, startles, but the warmth of the light is welcoming than endless snow and cold and even in the face of a canine it follows. Kiango has no idea what he's doing, but his paws direct the way. Like a strange phantom has overtaken him, he leads on with quiet and grace, the young calf's whimpering bellows behind him.

It's then he realizes he's led the calf to humans who will help it. A reserve. When he turns around the calf is startled out of its reverie and calls out. Kiango takes his lamp and bolts back into the snow and ice, leaving the calf to its fate.

The next creature is not so lucky. In fact, Kiango is certain it is dead. A young pup stuck in the snow covered in frost and sick with fear. The words echo again as Kiango watches it struggle, watches the little body fall time and time again back into the snow, watches the way the cold saps the strength from the little one. He wants to help, it burns in him so badly. He wants to run forward and take the pup into his midst. But even he can see the pup will not survive such a journey even assisted. It has been alone too long. Alone and frightened and too sick to move. When it falls again it stays down.




He comes forward. He wraps himself around the little creature curling up in the snow, places his lamp down beside it. The glow illuminates the pup's eyes and Kiango watches. He watches even when the light fades and the pup seems to have fallen asleep. The lamp burns on however and Kiango is the only one to bear witness. He draws his tongue over frozen fur and names the lost pup Theluji. He buried them away from their namesake, in the warmth the earth, in dirt and not snow so at least in death the pup will know warmth.

He carries Theluji's death in his heart when he holds his lantern and begins to understand why Lamp Bearer is so vague. But it is his job now, to help or to wait, to decide how the Bearer of the Lamp should be. Theluji's death rings hollowly within him, and the lantern seems brighter for it.

[TheMysticWolf]

username: TheMysticWolf
storage thread: The Dandelion Grove
hound name: The Wandering Traveler "Anthony"
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex: Male
age: 7 years
collar color: Golden, like eyes
story surrounding the lantern:

Anthony was named after Saint Anthony, the patron saint of the poor and lost things. Every night he leaves the warm and cozy lodge he calls home to search for those lost in snowstorms, people or animals. There are myths of a light, floating through the park he lives in, but both he and his owner know the truth. They often find animals lost in storms, separated from their families. They take them in for the night and keep them warm until they can find their family.

[ElizaChikatta]

username: ElizaChikatta
storage thread: Shuryo Kennel
hound name: Snowfall's Soulfinder | "Morrígu"
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex: Male
age: 4 Years Old
collar color: Burgundy with gold light patterns
story surrounding the lantern:
As a nomad with a strong survival knowledge, Morrígu took up the role of a night guide with his owner in any harsh climates they encounter. Braving snowstorms and other horrific weather, he and his owner are determined to lead those stuck in these natural disasters to the safety of a town for the night. Together, they are often referred to as "spirits" of guidance, as they often avoid talking about the work and in that weather, people are unable to identify who they are. Because they are constantly on the move, they rumors are never given solid proof, but leave a little hope wherever they go.
Outside of this work, the lantern was a gift when they first started their guidances, in order to keep track of each other in that perilous weather. He will forever hold onto it tightly, so that his owner and any lost will always find him. He is very proud of his ability to help others, and this lantern will always be that beacon of hope for others and a link he and his owner will always have together.

[SpartanAmethyst]

username: SpartanAmethyst
storage thread:
hound name: Chief
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex:
age:
collar color:
story surrounding the lantern:

Leads a SAR team for lost snowboarders and skiers

[pedunkle]

username: Wileyfangs
storage thread: Seven Nation Army
hound name: Kiango
"Swahili for Lamp; light
coloration: masked red with inverse brindle
sex: Male
age: 5 years, 2 mos
collar color: Dark brown, bronze


story surrounding the lantern:
It takes many years for a dog to become lamp bearer.

There is no training to be had, no wise words to be imparted upon. The whole ceremony is stoic, colder than the ice that is sifted through. Living in the coldest region in Africa however, makes it easier. The humans that brave these mountains are foolish creatures. They come with nothing, expecting heat among the land to be equal. They are especially foolish.

To be lamp bearer is to remind them of such. Kiango is the newest to the lamp bearer role and so far, has no idea what he's doing. No dog will explain to him what his role means. No dog will tell him of its meaning, its truths. They all say the same thing.

"Bearer of Lamp, bringeth thy light. To stare upon, my will or plight"

The words are spoken softly like a prayer and it strikes him every time, makes his fur run colder under the howling wind, his paws stuck frozen on snow. And every time the glow from his lantern seems to brighten regardless of these strange feelings.

It isn't until he meets the first foolish creature that he begins to understand.

It is a calf, one belonging to a water buffalo, lonely and freezing. It's lost from a herd that will never find it, strayed too far this way. Watching it, Kiango can see it has been attacked, wounds still fresh. The words from the other dogs echo in his ears then until it is the only thing he can hear over the cold and whistling wind. He comes forward.

The calf, startles, but the warmth of the light is welcoming than endless snow and cold and even in the face of a canine it follows. Kiango has no idea what he's doing, but his paws direct the way. Like a strange phantom has overtaken him, he leads on with quiet and grace, the young calf's whimpering bellows behind him.

It's then he realizes he's led the calf to humans who will help it. A reserve. When he turns around the calf is startled out of its reverie and calls out. Kiango takes his lamp and bolts back into the snow and ice, leaving the calf to its fate.

The next creature is not so lucky. In fact, Kiango is certain it is dead. A young pup stuck in the snow covered in frost and sick with fear. The words echo again as Kiango watches it struggle, watches the little body fall time and time again back into the snow, watches the way the cold saps the strength from the little one. He wants to help, it burns in him so badly. He wants to run forward and take the pup into his midst. But even he can see the pup will not survive such a journey even assisted. It has been alone too long. Alone and frightened and too sick to move. When it falls again it stays down.




He comes forward. He wraps himself around the little creature curling up in the snow, places his lamp down beside it. The glow illuminates the pup's eyes and Kiango watches. He watches even when the light fades and the pup seems to have fallen asleep. The lamp burns on however and Kiango is the only one to bear witness. He draws his tongue over frozen fur and names the lost pup Theluji. He buried them away from their namesake, in the warmth the earth, in dirt and not snow so at least in death the pup will know warmth.

He carries Theluji's death in his heart when he holds his lantern and begins to understand why Lamp Bearer is so vague. But it is his job now, to help or to wait, to decide how the Bearer of the Lamp should be. Theluji's death rings hollowly within him, and the lantern seems brighter for it.

Congrats and Happy holidays! <33