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[Azure23]

Name: "Cheshire"
Gender: "Male"
Lineage: "He is the son of my Mira and Fenris's Arainai.
Personality: "WIP"

[Azure23]

Name: "SeaBreeze
Gender: "Female"
Species: "Fasheea"
Personality: "WIP"

Story From Her Past:
"Strong winds rolled over the sea and chilled anything it touched. A little Fasheea peered over the edge of a cliff, her dark eyes clouded with unsurity. Below lay the grey green waves of the sea. Salty waves crashed against the the cliff side, sending spray and sea foam into the air. The Fasheea rased her head skyward. Countless other Fasheea dipped and dived. Their squeaks and calls filled the dawn air.

The sea green Fasheea turned towards her mother, her dark eyes pleading and scared. The bigger Fasheea walked forward and nuzzled her babe. The little one relaxed, a little relieved she wouldn't be flying today. She pressed her muzzle against her mother's, her eyes closing with contentment.

She squawked loudly when her mother pushed her. She let out a series of panicked chirps, her webbed claws vainly dug in the rock. She teetered over the edge here eyes staring wide into the undulating sea below. She wailed pitifully, but it fell on deaf ears. Her mother gave another shove and the ivy coloured babe plummeted into oblivion.

She fell at a startling rate. Wind roared in her ears and blurred her eyes. Her wispy tail flowed behind her, much like a ribbon on a kite. She flailed and cried in terror. Instinctively, her wings flared out. She realized that it slowed her descent and she flared her wings out further. She snapped up, and was floating slightly in the air. She cried out in wonderment, her eyes wide as she looked around at her predicament. Her mother was hovering off to the side, her eyes shining with pride. The little ivy colored flapped her wings and gained altitude. She slowly but surely, winged her way to her mother.

She spent the rest of the day flying. She found out she loved it. The soaring, and diving, flipping and free-falling. Her heart sang with the joy and she seemed clearly over her trauma from the morning. She fluttered and chased after the other babes, their cries of happiness lasted untill nightfall.

Her mother had to pratically chase her back to the nest. She wanted to keep flying all night and never wanted to land. Her mother nipped and nudged her babe until she wearily crawled back into the nest. Despite her protests and rebellious thoughts, she settled down into the warmth of the nest. Her mother curled around her, and started to groom her little babe. The tender lapping of her mother and the calming sounds of the waves below soon had her yawning and not long after that, she slipped into sleep. Flying and soaring continued in her dreams and set her mind free."

[Azure23]

Name: "Leandra"
Gender: "Female"
Personality:
"Like any lion, Leandra is proud and ‘Queen’ of her domain. She demands to be treated with respect, and if does other wise, she won’t hesitate to show her claws. She views herself highly, and can be egotistical at times. She takes great pride in her looks and goes to great measures to make herself look good. Leandra can be a little narrow-minded. When she sets her mind to something, she can be unshakeable and stubborn, no matter the costs or the effects. This coupled with her short temper can make her a formidible foe or an effective ally. It just depends on what side you are on.

Despite her haughtiness, Leandra also has some good points. She can be generous at times. But only to those who really need her things. She will not give to those who do not respect her items. Leandra also has a soft spot for children. She shows kindness and love towards any cub, even if it isn’t her own. Leandra has a bit of a hyperactive streak everyone now and then. She can be loud and show great enthusiasm, but only for things that she loves. She will not expand energy in boring or unappealing things. She may be fickle at times, but she is forever loyal to her friends and family.

Leandra has a love anything soft and loves to snuggle. She once found a stuffed animal left behind by humans. Ironically, it was a stuffed lion. Her was her only companion for a very long time, and she feels an attachment to the thing. She treats it much like you would a journal, and she tells it about her troubles and her day"

History:
"I was born in a land pretty much unkown to most Daeets. It was an amazing land, both deadly and beautiful. It could be dry as a sun bleached bone then the next it could monsoon and make the entire plains look like the sea. It was a magnificent and deadly, and it was inhabited with creatures to match it's awesome ferocity. There were creatures of all types. From the swift running gazelle and striped zebra, to the the thundering giants that were the elephants. But there was one creature that surpassed all. The magnificent and regal, the terrifying and deadly: the lioness. The lioness was an agile huntress, a fearsome fighter, and above all, a gentle mother. She definetly knew how to multitask.

I looked up to this sleek and regal great cat. Their family connections were close and ever cub was tended to. I even grew a little jelous of the little mites. They had parents, siblings, or any family member they wanted. Their needs were tended to and they were always protected. I had none. I would sit for hours on end watching the little cubs play and wished constantly that I could be one of the great lioness that stalked around their camp. I even tried acting like them.

I pranced around all royal and looked down my nose at any creature that crossed my path. I was tough and showed my claws to any that angered me.I learned how to hunt, and as I got older, I got better at it. I also showed kindness, atleast to those who needed it. Other daeets hurt, weak, or ones with young ones, I would lend a helping paw and lend any shelter and food I could.

I hoped that I made my parents proud. Sometimes would sit on the hill outside my den and stare at the stars twinkling down at me and wondered if two of them were my parents. Whenever I felt lonely or sad, I felt comforted by the stars. There were always two that were first to show up in the evenings and last to leave at dawn.

My life may not have began great, but I have plenty of time to make it into something that both my parents and other daeets can be proud of."

[Azure23]

Name: Tamlen
Gender: Male
Based On: Eevee from Pokemon

[Azure23]

Name: "NightWhisper"
Gender: "Female"
Breed: "Swaerflie"
Generation: "First Generation"
Personality: "WIP"

[Azure23]

Name: "Nixie; It means water sprite in German.
Rank: "Soldier; Member of the FleetRunners Herd
Gender: "Female"
Abnormalities: "Mutated Mane"
Height: 2' 11"

Personality:
Nixie is what you would call a bit of a spitfire. She is quick to excite, but also quick tempered. She can be hyperactive and loves to run about and just frolic around with the others. Even though she is a soldier, she does not act at all stern or serious like the others. She loves to play and just be have fun.

She can have a bit of an attitude and can show a bit of sarcasm. She will smart off and speak without really saying. She is blunt and can be oblivious when she says something that may rub another the wrong way. She is also incredibly stubborn. She will never back down from a challenge or fight.

Nixie can have a legendary temper if she angered enough. She can and will yell and rage about. She may even savagely attack whatever angered her. Her short temper can make her a little reckless and she can charge into situations without really thinking.

Despite her flaws, Nixie is not a bad Goennec. She can be trustworthy and will never bail out on her friends, and if you stay on her good side, she can caring and kind.

History:
Nixie was not born into the FleetRunner’s herd. She was born to small herd near a coast. She had a somewhat normal Kid-hood. She spent most of her time playing with the other kids in the shallows of the nearby sea.

Things were not always the best in the herd, however. They were lead by a cruel and cunning Prime. He constantly demanded submission and fear from his followers. He abused his herd, especially when he got angry.

Nixie’s mother was one of the more weaker and more submissive. She was one of the lowliest Peasants and therefore was bullied more then the rest. Despite her weakness, she protected her daughter from most of the attacks.

However, when the Prime launched a particularly savage attack on Nixie’s mother, she ran away from the herd with her little one. She was afraid of what was beyond the herd, but more afraid of what would befell on her daughter if she stayed.

It was a long and arduous journey and there were many dangers. Predators, territorial animals, and hazardous land impeded much of their journey. Nixie was young and stronger then her mother and treated it as more of a game. Her mother was weak and older and slower from all of the abuse at her old herd.

When they were attacked by a pack of wolves, her mother could not cope with the running. She gave her life slowing down the pack so her daughter could get away. Orphaned and alone, Nixie continued to wonder around. Eventually, she found the FleetRunner’s herd. She followed them from a distance, afraid that she would be chased off or attacked. Risen from the Ashes was suspicious of the young doe and constantly kept on eye on her.

He did show a sympathetic side and allowed her to stay. It was storming and raining heavily and his herd were sheltering under a rocky overhang. He noticed Nixie shivering and toughing the storm out in the open. He knew she would die from being exposed to the storm and called her to take shelter with his herd. Ever since then, she had stuck with the FleetRunners herd. She is a soldier now, and defends the herd with the rest of the soldiers.

[Azure23]

Name: "Pastel"
Gender: "Male"
Breed: "Girene"
Generation: "Second; "He is the son to my Sashara and Snow's Ocean's Child.
Personality: "WIP"

[Azure23]

[Azure23]

Name: "Aria"
Rank: "Soldier"
Gender: "Female

Personality:
Aria, quite simply, is sweet and kind. She is kind to everyone who is kind to her and loves to make friends. She has a bubbly personality and can get excited at just about anything. She is always cheerful and it rubs off on even the biggest of sourpuss. Just being anywhere near her will eventually get you smiling and laughing with her.

Aria can be a little ditsy at times and is a little forgetful. She is easily distracted by the simplest of things and when she does get distracted she typically forgets what she was doing before. However, she is trustworthy. She may be talkative and a little forgetful but she would never tell any secrets that were entrusted to her.

Aria is also playful. She loves any kind of game and will even come up with new games when she grows bored. She can be a little mischief maker and will pull pranks on just about anyone. In all though, she is a great friend to have and be around.

[Likes]
Sweets-
Aria is a lover of all things sweet. She loves just about any fruit and will gorge herself silly when she comes across any berry patch. Due to eating fruits nearly constantly, she knows what is edible and what is not and teaches the younger kids all about edibles.

Dawn-
For such a hyperactive Goennec, she enjoys the peaceful time just as the sun is rising. She likes how everything is so quiet and fresh, just before the bustle of the day starts. Watching the sun rise over a large body of water, like a lake or sea, is also one of her favorite things.

Nixie-
Nixie is Aria best friend. They fight together, travel together, and pull pranks together. Aria and Nixie lean on each other during times of need and are inseparable.

[Dislikes]
Rain-
She knows how life giving it is but she hate getting her fur wet. She especially hates the mud that is produced from rain. Thunderstorms are her least favorite of weather. She hates being jolted awake by booming thunder.

Bees-
And any other stinging insect. She went to graze and got stung on the lip by a bee. It was a painful and humiliating experience. She doesn't care much for their honey either.

Snakes-
She hates how sneaky they are and how dangerous even the small ones are. Her mother got bit by one and she watched her painful and slow death.

History:
Aria was still very young when the main herd split apart. She did not know what caused the conflict, and no matter how many times she asked, her mother never told. She just knew that Risen from the Ashes was their new leader now and that they had to leave, fast.

It was a long and arduous journey, made even more so due to their quickened pace. Everyone was tense and weary, their lack of numbers made them more vulnerable to the larger predators, but fortunately they had not had any encounters with wolves or other predators. Like any kid, Aria treated it is a game. Despite everyone being tired and even a little scared, she still had high spirits and even found the energy to play with what few kids were with them. She even managed to raise the adults’ spirits with her antics.

She even kept her spirits high when tragedy struck. She was just beginning to hit her teenage years when her mother died. Aria had been searching for berries, nearby her mother grazed, her tail flicking lazily at flies. Aria was snuffling about, her eyes narrowed in concentration when she heard the hiss. It was loud and fearsome sound and she reared up in surprise. It was a snake. A really large, black snake. It reared back, hissing loudly before striking forward.

Aria closed her eyes waiting for the fangs when something thundered towards her. Her eyes flew open and she watched as the snake struck her mother. Her mother nudged her away and started running with her, back to the herd. Aria cried out in surprise and fear when her mother collapsed. Her eyes were wide and her limbs started twitching violently. Aria looked around at the gathering herd, searching for help, but one look at their shocked and sad expressions showed that help would be useless.

Her mother died that night with Aria standing watch protectively. She almost did not leave when the heard started to move on the next day. Risen from the Ashes had to sternly nudge her away from her mother’s body. She bleated helplessly but did not resist. That first night without her mother, it rained. She hated it, but it matched the cold and lonely feeling that had settled into her chest.

The next few days were hard for her, and before long even Risen was beginning to miss her old hyperactive self. Aria felt lonely and scared, that was until she met Nixie. The young, dark doe had just recently been allowed to join the herd. She was quiet and still unsure of the others, but it all changed when she approached Aria. She just stood there, her dark brown eyes sympathetic and knowing. That was the day Aria realized she wasn’t alone. That was the day she had found a friend.

[Azure23]

Name: "Juice"
Gender: "Female"