Sylphaire Adoptables - Open to adopt~ First results for appl

[Hedgie;]

Thank you!♥
If you guys have any suggestions as to what i could do better or change, PM me. ^^

[Akira Shinren]

Thank you!♥
If you guys have any suggestions as to what i could do better or change, PM me. ^^

Ah, you need to add the three customs ^^


#C2, Owner: BrightHeaven

#C1, Owner: Elwania

#C3, Owner: zee99

(I don't know their Names )

[angelwings1232]

I know some of their names:
#C2, Lunar

#C1, Solar

I don't know the other one

[Hedgie;]

Added. :3

#C3 has the gender and such a bit off, because there is alot of empty space around her..

[zee99]

#C3 is Ameana.
I'll be making a post for #15, I just haven't had a chance to go draw.

[Elwania]

Oh and don't forget to add #3 My beloved Viosan / Autumn
^^

Sorry

[Hedgie;]

I need to pretty up my form then.. Cause i am totally getting #15. :C.
*bats zeze away* *screech*

Adding to the archive, Z.

El, PM me that one, i dunno what one it is.

[Hedgie;]

#15






“ One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.”





Name: Fiona






Bio:Fiona is a female Sylphaire who is very shy, but has an open heart. She loves to create potions and cures for her neightbours, and all the animals she has as friends. Isn't that right, Mr. Fox?

Yep yep! We all love Fiona. Shes so helpful, and sweet.

Oh? Here comes a new face. It looks like Miss. Deer, maybe she wants to say something about Fiona?

Um.. hello.. i just wanted to say that..Fiona is always egar to help and often tires herself out by pushing herself too hard...She loves herbs, and teas and tarts!
The little healer often cuddles up with a nice cup of tea, and a good alchemy book, when she has a spare moment..
But because she is rather clumsy, she often has to redo her potions, and gather more ingredients. And recently, she has been trying to create a serum that can change a Sylphaires jewel color. So far, its been a terrible flop. Fiona remains optimistic that she will be able to perfect the formula with the help of her books and herb knowledge.

Mr. Fox nudges a sleepy bunny, who awakes with a snort.

Ehwha? Oh yeah, Fiona? Shes a nice young lass, us forest critters adore her. Why, one time, I lost my precious berry here, and she found me a new one lickity-split!

Additional: A Twist Of Fate wrote: Fiona hummed gently as she mixed a potion in her tiny acorn morter & pestle. The herbalist lifted her stirring instrument, and frowned at the brownish-red paste. "Maybe a dash more..." She thought aloud. The girl often thought outloud when she was crafting. Her latest experiment, a potion to change the jewel color of a Slyphaire. So far, it was a complete flop. The potion only turned the user blue for a candlemark. She furrowed her brow, digging through shelves of dried herbs and giant's toenails. The toenails were most useful in skin complexion ointments, believe it or not. Atlast, her slender fingertips grabbed a jar of SylphieLeaves. These rare delicate plants, named after their wing-like leaves, would be the perfect addition to this potion!

"Fiona ! Fiiionnnaaaaaaa!!!" A males voice shreiked. Fiona yelped, the jar clattering to the ground. It smashed, sending bits of glass acrossed the room. She turned around to see Avrel, sweaty and flustered at her doorstep. Her neighbours wife had been with child for a long while now. Not "pregnant" as humans may know it, but a more complicated and beautiful matter than that. "Avrel? What is the matter?" She asked. The medicine fairy knew Sehreze had given birth, as she could just tell by the males actions and demenor. But what she did not know, was that the little Sylphaire less than a day old was already dying. "Its the baby! Her jewel.. it was pink, but now its turning black!" Avrel whimpered. "You must come quick!" He urged her. Fiona nodded, and flew out of the apothicary with her friend.



After afew moments of flying, they came to Avrel and Sehreze's home. It was a cozy little place inside of a mossy oak tree. Fiona landed gently on their moss-coated floor, and a woman thrusted a bundle of blankets at her. The woman had silver hair, and sapphire eyes. Her ears drooped, and her wings slouched. This was Sehreze, Arvels wife. The medicine Slyphaire carefully and slowly unwrapped the bundle without a word,nervous as to what she would find inside. But to her relief, it was a live baby. Her breaths were shallow, and as her father said, her jewel was pinkish-black. Fiona scooped the baby-bundle from Sehreze, and placed her down gently on a nearby woven willow couch. The girl felt he childs forehead, and pulled her hand back in suprise. Her forehead was burning hot! Fiona let out a gasp of shock, as Avrel held his weeping wife. "Fiona , please save our daughter.."He mumbled, squeezing his wife. The healer nodded, "I will. But I need supplies. Please, keep soaking her forehead in cool water until I return! I wont take long." She replied, and zipped out of the home. Avrel set his wife down next to their baby, and put the child in her arms. He then ran off to find some water and a cloth. Sehreze kissed her daughters forehead. "Oh my love. My beautiful daughter." The blue-jeweled Slyphaire cried, rocking the baby softly. Avrel made his way back to his small family, and crouched down by the child. He had an acorn bowl with silk soaking inside. Delicately, he dabbed the cool water on the squirming baby. She squeaked. Moments later, Fiona flew inside, carrying a sachel with her. She made her way to the baby, and began mixing herbs and plants faster than you could say "mouse.". Within afew short minutes, a stinky, slimy goo was in her mortar and pestle. She pulled a spoon from her sachel and began to drip the ooze into the childs mouth.



Rune gave a screech as the goo worked its magic. The jewel on the forehead began to clear, and soon, her eyes opened. Sehreze began to sob with joy, smiling and laughing in awe. "Oh Fiona! Our daughter, shes alive!" The mother said estatically. Fiona shook her head, and stood up. "I dont know what I did.. But her fever seems to have broken." She mumbled. Avrel stood up. "Do not be so modest Fiona .. you saved our child.. you did!" He said, looking down at his daughter. The child grabbed at imaginary objects in the air, making bubbly noises. Sehreze smiled, and kissed Rune's forehead. Fiona rubbed the back of her neck with her palm, and shrugged. "Im just glad she is better. Please, let me know if anything changes. " she said, and began to back up her items. Sehreze stood, and wrapped a arm around the healer in a hug. "We can never repay you for your kindness.. But if you ever need our help, please, let us know." The mother said, turning away. She took her child to its twig and moss crib, placing her down inside. Sehreze began to sing a lullaby.

Fiona put her sachel back onto her hip, as Avrel went to stand with his wife. They both stared down lovingly at their daughter. Rune's pink jewel sparkled as the last trendles of sunlight reached acrossed the village. It was soon to be night, and the healer knew she had better get some sleep. Not wanting to disturb the family, she quietly flapped out of the dwelling, to her home. Her apothecary was, actually, her home. She had a small area behind the shop with everything that she needed. A cute bed, windowstill garden, and other such things that Sylphaires needed. Fiona fumbled her things back where they belonged, minding the shattered glass from earlier. She would clean it up in the morning, but now, the sweet sound of sleep was calling her. The fairy curled up in her bed, and shut her eyes. As she reflected on the days events, a smile crept along her delicate face. It felt good to help people.



~Art~






-Zeluna-

[Maddox Malice]

I am sorry that I have to say... that no one got #11.
I am ... not in the position to say that... but still... I hoped a bit more since he is an effort adoptable...
I will give everyone another chance to get him.
One day. Everyone can apply for him. If there isn't a good form within then... I'll keep him for myself.
Again... I am sorry to be so cheeky >///<. Ah, and if someone needs more time cuz of an addition, say so. I'll give ya the time you need.
I hope it is understandable. Thank you.

[zee99]

Fukuwa--I was thinking of applying for #11, but I wasn't sure how I wanted to write the form and draw. I like to try my hardest and know exactly what I want on these forms to make them special. If I can figure it out, I will most definitely put something down.

I want to adopt!
Yes, those roses are drawn by me ^^

Username:
zee99

The lovely lady who spent far too long drawing me this afternoon. Really, I finished that whole book. She should have been doing that massive amount of homework sitting next to her.

Number of Sylphaire:
#15

A good number. Divisible by three. Anything divisible by three is ususally good.

Name you will give it:
Iocale Julia Rosa

It's pronounced Eeoh-kal-a. In Latin, it means jewel. There is no word for ruby that my mother knew of, else that would be my name.

Gender:
Female

Is it not obvious?

I want this Sylphaire because:
Blue is my favorite color, yes. But I have a recently realized weakness for red things, particularly roses and rubies. This beautiful girl looks as if she was born of the flowers themselves. When I see a rose, I see elegance, and beauty, and mystery, and meaning, and emotion. Ruby is my birthstone, and while I'm not the kind of person that reads zodiacs and such (not that there is anything wrong with that, of course), I love the fact that there is a beautiful stone that is set to represent the month in which I was born. It's hard to say why I love this Sylphaire without sounding sappy or fake. Let it suffice that there has been stress, and something helped me, and she reminds me of it. On a happier note: when I was little, being an only child, I made up an imaginary sister for myself. Her name was Julia. To this date, nobody knew she existed (er, didn't exist? xD), but if she was real, this is what she would be like.

Bio:

I was indeed born in a flower, but only because my house was a rose. I love all things, good or bad, and do my best to help them. I particularly love being outside. Reading, drawing, running around and laughing. I may seem quiet, but it is not because I'm introverted (although that's what they're calling it now, isn't it?). I watch, I think, I consider, then I will talk and I will act. One can learn a lot just by looking. I value beauty (not of the skin, but what is all through a being. A rose is pretty, and beautiful throughout. Grasses are not as pretty, in winter at least, and are beautiful none the less), truth, humor, and love. A great friend is a friend for life, together or apart. If not so, then they're not really a great friend, are they?

Addition:



I'm not good at writing stories, like Oculis (who needs to let me eat his talent xD), unless I have months and months to do it. But coloring I can do, sometimes. And poems.

Apud rosas ambulat.
Est ipsis rosa.
Pulcherrimi magi est.
Ea amore in penna est.

She walks among the roses.
She herself is a rose.
She is of the most beautiful magic.
She is love on wings.

Written and translated by myself.

- Zeluna -