~Goennec~ Round: Closed

[corgie]

-3B- it looks like snow changed her form to #5 :3

[Jetti]

Goennec Pen #: 3
Name: Cona
How would you use him/her: as a froosha
Define your Goennec: HUH>?

[June Bug]

Goennec Pen #: 3
Name: Cona
How would you use him/her: as a froosha
Define your Goennec: HUH>?

What is a froosha? o.0

And please read the front page. Doing this will clear up your confusion and inform you on the correct way to fill out a form. ;]

[Desmond]

Thank you, Corgi~ :3 I've changed it on the master list, it'll be correct next time I post it.

[Junsui]

Goennec Pen #: 3
Name: Ginger Snap
How would you use her: In my character thread in my adoptables post, likely in my signature when I change it.
Define your Goennec: Calm, shy, does not get close to others. In fact, she often finds a way to stay away from others. She is scared of love, for she believes it causes nothing good. She loves cold weather, and the heat tends to drive her inside. Her favorite season is Autumn and she adores nature and the forest in Autumn. Of course, she can be very friendly once she warms up to you, and she is a great friend to have, as she stands up for her friends, cares about their feelings, and keeps their secrets under lock and key. She is proud of herself, but only on the inside. She has an amazing singing voice, and tells everyone it's not that good, but she has many admirers and people who would like her is she wasn't so shy. It is easy to minipulate her, and she is more likely to be scared of things or sad than mad.
Likes: Autumn, acorns, forests, nature, soft noises, gentleness, singing when no one's around, friendlyness, and many other things.
Dislikes: Not many.

[Desmond]

Apps are open until Sunday evening, so you've plenty of time, if you want to continue working on your form. c:

[Toadfoal]

Goennec Pen #: 4

Name: Mai

How would you use him/her:

Well, technically I would add her to my little herd. I can't claim that she would be my main goennec, because that place will always belong to Threonine, but I feel as though she might compliment their varying personalities as something a little more laid back. I want to finish writing Tercel and Honda's stories, and she would fit in quite well. Of course, I'd also plan on using her in the RP, and as a subject for my doodling habits.

She's so pretty, I can't help being fond of her little bob tail. <3

Define your Goennec:

Height~ 2'5
Age~ 3 years

Personality
With her general good nature Mai is not someone often to be weary of. Despite her slightly unusual height, she isn't often bitter or demanding. She can however be competitive, even among the males if they will allow it. She believes that any male to take her into his harem must be willing and able to fight her. That doesn't mean she'll hold grudges though, Mai likes to think that it's all fun and games, at least within her own herd. A lot of her eagerness to spar with the rams is rooted in insecurity from her youth, and a desire to feel as strong as the males. She has a fear of holes, and will go to great lengths to avoid stepping in them or looking down into them.

Mai particularly enjoys the company of her dear friends, Tercel and Honda. She usually refers to them as "the brothers", despite the fact that they aren't actually related. She is especially fond of Honda, the younger of the two, because he respects her as a goennec, seeing past gender in their friendship. While even Mai finds herself drawn to the males during each Siv, she would almost prefer to be a ram herself. The stereotypical role forced upon does of being weak and needy is something she finds disheartening.
While Mai is really only attracted to males, she has been known on occasion to tease certain females and lead them on briefly before wondering away.

History

"Lily? Lily! That's not funny, where are you?"

Mai looked around, peering behind bushes and boulders for her sister, older by three seasons. Lily was the most beautiful, graceful doe Mai had ever seen, but she was always playing games and tricks, teasing Mai and scaring her whenever she got the chance. Sometimes it made Mai nervous, and she would jump whenever Lily came up from behind too fast. But then, she was never too afraid. She loved her sister, Lily usually took good care of her.

Each season, when the rams came around, Lily would laugh and shoo them away, claiming that she could only stand to take care of one kid at a time. Even though Mai was only a half sister, Lily had always been eager to take care of her. Too eager. As if she actually thought of the young brown and cream doe as her own kid. Mai sometimes wondered if it was because Lily couldn't have kids of her own, but she didn't understand why not. Lily had bullied their mother to the point that the doe would no longer have anything to do with either of them. Mai knew it made her mother distressed to see her daughter stolen away by another doe, but at the time she had been too young and naive to really understand the situation.

"Ha! I got you!"

Mai let out a little squeak as Lily sprang effortlessly out from between two rocks and pinned her down roughly.

"Come on little Mai flower, you're almost a year old! Haven't I taught you anything? You're supposed to fight back, I know you want to, I can see it in your eyes."

Mai kicked up with her hind feet. Even though she was younger than Lily, she was already bigger than her caregiver, and one swift kick held enough power to make Lily loosen her grip and stumble back. Mai took the opportunity to jump up and bowl her over, and together the two sisters rolled in a heap around the rocky shore where they lived. Only when they tumbled off the edge of a large boulder and splashed into the shallow water below did they stop their scuffle. Mai laughed and headbutted Lily, her small horns meeting her sisters with a 'clack' sound.

Some day all this training would come in handy, she knew. Mai was determined to become a soldier, just like Lily. It had been her dream ever since she was little and her sister had filled her head with glorious stories of battles fought and won. It was quite likely that Lily had made up most of these stories, but everyone knew that before long it was likely that they really would be going into battle. Another neighboring herd had begun encroaching on their feeding ground, and the Prime had declared that they would soon take back their land, and then some. Mai squirmed with delight every time she thought about it. A real battle! Perhaps she and Lily would even get to fight on the front lines, it was no secret within the herd that Lily was a good soldier, and Mai was working her way up to becoming one as well.

"Come on kid, we can go back now. I'll soon work all your bad habits out, can't have the little flower hesitating in battle."

Lily shook out her long, silky fur and nudged Mai out of the water, herding the sopping wet young doe back towards the others. Mai tried to shake her dark mane out of her eyes, but when that failed she just nodded and followed Lily with a big grin on her face. It felt like everything was right in the world. Maybe, if she kept working and was skilled enough, eventually she would become Prime herself.

"Prime Mai."

She rolled the words around on her tongue, snickering in amusement. It was a silly idea, really, when she said the words out loud. But in her mind, it sounded pretty good.

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More than a year passed within Mai's herd, and still they had not gone to war. The goennecs were fidgeting on their feet, feeling the tension as their neighbors continued to feed off the land, but the Prime was a wise old ram, and he wanted his soldiers to be trained properly. Their goal, he reminded them often, was not to kill members of the other herd, only to drive them out of their land. Even that was cruel, but his words were reassuring, and somehow it seemed a just punishment for the greenery and prey their neighbors had stolen. Food that rightfully belonged to Mai's herd.

And so they trained. Mai spent less time with Lily now that she was past two years old, and often worked with the other young soldiers. Lily was considered experienced enough to train on her own schedule, and Mai found herself stuck sparring with the immature rams. Still, she enjoyed it, the rush she got from the fight, and was soon beating the rams at their own game. Mai was taller than a number of them, and liked to pretend that she was their superior, jokingly bossing them around. They took it well enough, because what she lacked in physical strength she made up for in confidence and speed. Little Mai flower was no more, in her place stood a strong, capable young doe. Lily often expressed how pleased she was, and Mai even began approaching her birth mother, showing off and tossing her head about in a sign of superiority.

The time eventually came when the Prime was satisfied with the state of his soldiers. A couple of them were assigned to stay and protect the elders, kids, and peasants, in case of a counter invasion. But the idea was mostly laughed at, their neighbors were certainly about to be dominated, perhaps even annexed with the land.

Mai was proudly sent to the front lines, along with Lily. In the hours before the herd was to attack the two didn't talk much, they simply grinned knowingly at each other.

"Can you believe it Mai? We're going to be victorious yet again, now you'll have your own stories to tell."

Lily laughed as they ran to meet the enemy, and Mai confidently flashed her a set of shiny teeth. Of course she would have stories to tell. Mai was even beginning to think she might want to have her own kids in the coming Siv, just so she would have someone to pass her tales on to. A new generation to carry on her bloodline.

"Yes, I can believe it. I've never felt so alive! War approaches, and here I am."

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The two herds clashed over a patch of bare ground. It had rained heavily the night before, and the soft mud below paw and hoof felt strange. Someone should have noticed, but the adrenalin was too high, the rush of battle too strong. Mai threw herself at another doe and fought viciously, using her small, sharp horns to an advantage and gouged the enemy's shoulder. She sent the doe fleeing across the way, howling in pain. As the Prime had ordered, she was sure not to do too much damage. When all was done, her herd wanted every capable soldier alive.

The fight was turning out in favor of Mai's herd, they had a clear advantage, being well trained for this day, and their neighbors found themselves quickly being overwhelmed. Some of them clearly wanted to retreat, but the opposing Prime loudly let it be known that they were not planning to give in so easily. Still, the enemy's chances of winning were slim, and when Mai caught sight of Lily battling another not far away she called out to her sister cheerfully, kicking at the ground and sending up a spray of mud.

Lily quickly kicked her opponent and paused to return Mai's call. It felt like victory was upon them. Mai tossed her head, and looked back at Lily. Just in time to see her sister disappear. Time seemed to slow down, and all of the fighting abruptly ceased. Something was very wrong. In the confusion, goennecs were disappearing, right into the ground. Mai started to run, but she felt the earth fall from beneath her feet, and tumbled helplessly downward.

The ground had caved in from under their feet, sucking rocks, mud, and goennecs from both sides alike down into a pit. It took several moments before Mai could get back to her feet. They had fallen less than six feet, and Mai could see the light of day not far above. She hastily struggled to escape the muddy pit, lucky not to have been crushed by any rocks. But now there was an entirely new problem. The fight was forgotten, all of the goennecs who had become trapped were stampeding to escape, hurling themselves over one another to reach the top of the pit. They cried out helplessly and trampled each other in their efforts.

Mai was among the lucky ones on top of the crowd, easily able to see over most of the other goennecs as their furry bodies, plastered with mud, squirmed upwards. She managed to haul herself out, and received a painful kick in the side, nearly causing her to fall back again. But she had made it, and stood panting as more panicked animals flowed out from the muddy pit. The air felt painful in her lungs, but apart from some bruises she was in relatively good shape. Mai shook her mane and; remembering again what the Prime had said about wanting no casualties from either side, forced herself to go back and help any stragglers, now that it seemed most had made it out on their own.

When she looked down into the hole, Mai spotted a couple of young goennecs still standing at the bottom, crying out as they rested from their efforts. They were clearly exhausted, with ruffled fur and bloody noses. Mai called out to them, and with encouragement they finally managed to make their way up, collapsing at the top and panting even more heavily than she had. Mai didn't recognize them, they were probably from the neighbor herd, but seeing them alive somehow made her feel better.

She was about to turn and head towards her own herd when something caught her eye. There were still a few goennecs left in the pit, but they lay in silent heaps, without moving or breathing. These unlucky souls had clearly been trampled to death, and Mai realized in horror that beneath the mud that covered their pelts, she recognized one of them.

Lily's body lay down in that hole with the other dead. Mai did not scream, she did not cry out for her lost sister, nor did she wail in despair. She simply stared, bristling. Lily did not look the same in death as she had in life. No longer was she beautiful, with sleek fur that shined with many bright colors. Her head was twisted at an odd angle, her neck clearly broken. Her eyes bulged and her mouth was open, teeth glistening and tongue lolling. Lily's beautiful fur was so coated in mud that she looked a sickly road kill sort of mush. Mai turned away in disgust, that horrible creature was not her sister, it was just a broken body. When Mai made her way back to the rest of the herd, she did not tell them what she had seen, and those who died that day were never buried.

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When the herd had been given a chance to rest, and it had been made clear that the neighbor herd was to move on to different lands, the Prime stood once more before his subjects. They were worn and still tired, but in the wake of victory they held their heads high as was proper, calling out praises of success to the Prime and Prince.

The Prime nodded in satisfaction. Then he addressed them, and Mai stood with the other female soldiers, as close to the rams as she could manage. Now that Lily was gone she had quickly taken to the company of the males. The other does complained too much, had the Siv not been practically at their doorstep their ranks would have been mixed, and that was what she would have preferred. As it was, she looked up expectantly with the others, expecting some sort of reward for their good work and success.

But the Prime was not so eager to praise the does. He gave kind words to the rams, speaking of their bravery and superior strength. All of the rams, he explained, had lived another day. But some of the does had died when the ground caved in. No names were given, the dead were never to be spoken of or recognized, except in special cases, but most of the herd knew of those he spoke. An image of Lily began to appear in Mai's mind, but she shook her head and hardened her expression, concentration in frustration on the Prime instead.

"In light of this unfortunate occurrence, I have decided that does shall no longer be allowed to serve within the ranks of soldiers. Their sole purpose shall be, from this day, to produce strong young rams to fight as the next generation of soldiers."

Mutters broke out among the assembled. The does in particular were distressed to hear that they were being dismissed from their status as soldiers, hard earned with blood and sweat. Mai was furious. She had fought too hard to be shoved off to the side as a peasant, or worse, a breeding machine with no greater purpose in life.

She gently nudged the others and they let her pass, stepping out to the front of the female soldiers to face the Prime. He eyed her from above, standing high on a rock that he had always used to address his herd. She looked up and did not shy away from his wizened eyes.

"You cannot dismiss us!"

She growled, explaining how hard the does had fought and their right to give their lives in service to the herd. She would not stand with this judgement, and no order would convince her to back down. The Prime attempted to dismiss her, but she took another step forward and shouted with even more emphasis that she still would not back down. When he even then would pay her no heed she challenged him to a fight. If he beat her she would leave, but if she won he would step down and she would take over the herd.

The others, does and rams alike, exchanged dismayed glances and watched the Prime for his response with greedy eyes. Mai's challenge had at least gotten the Prime's attention, and he regarded her sternly for a moment.

"No."

He turned away, and Mai fidgeted nervously. She could lose everything she had worked for if nothing was done. So she leaped forward, springing up the rock towards the Prime. But before she could reach him, the Prince intercepted her head on with a growl.

"You shall not attack the Prime. Fight me instead."

Mai almost hesitated. She had always respected the Prince, perhaps even more than the Prime. He was a level headed fellow, tall and sleek and handsome. But if she was ever going to prove a point, she would have to fight him. Something Lily had said over a year ago flashed through her mind, and Mai realized that if she hesitated now all would be lost for sure.

Quickly, Mai threw herself at the Prince, hitting him with all her might as she struggled to gain the upper hand. For a moment it seemed to be working, the Prince stumbled back, apparently surprised by her burst of strength. But he quickly recovered, and fought back, forcing her to act defensively instead. Despite her best efforts, the Prince was clearly much stronger than Mai. She could have been the most determined doe in the entire herd, but the Prince had not earned his rank by luck alone. He was extremely skilled, and Mai was overwhelmed. She stepped back, quickly becoming exhausted, and he pounced, forcing her to the ground and standing with his paws pressed against the base of her neck. As much as she struggled, Mai knew that she had lost as the Prince lowered his head to look her in the eye.

"Leave."

He told her sternly, forcing her to keep eye contact to make sure that she understood. Mai felt her heart weigh heavy with despair. What about all the stories of glorious battles won? Was she never to fight again for those she had grown up admiring? But the Prince had made himself clear. She had taken a risk, and the results were not in her favor, the herd could never respect her now.

When the Prince let her up, Mai bowed her head in respect. She would never be Prime, never even a mighty soldier. That was a job for rams, and whatever she wished, Mai would never be a ram. So she left, and found that her feet were leading her towards the neighbor herd. They were just beginning their journey towards a new home, and she hurried to join them. Many of their soldiers had been wounded, and one had even died after returning with terrible injuries. They recognized Mai as an enemy, but did not chase her away. What was the point? They needed soldiers anyway, more heads to protect the weak from predators while they traveled.

Mai didn't really mind. She followed them and kept watch at night, speaking very little and casting glances back towards her old home often. Part of her knew that being cast out was her own fault, and had she stayed she would have lived in shame, but somehow that didn't make her miss them any less. Mai had never gotten to say goodbye to Lily, or her mother, and now she would never see any of them ever again.

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Several months passed, during which time Mai continued to travel with the neighbors her own herd had defeated. These goennecs were not the greedy pigs she had once believed them to be. They were weak and starving now, and offered her little company. Most of them, while they did not refuse to acknowledge her, were not particularly eager to engage in conversation. She wondered that they might even wish to chase her away, but had decided it was not worth the effort. Mai found herself feeling lonely, and would often wonder a little ways away from the herd during the day while they traveled. Always knowing where they were, but distancing herself from them. They didn't really want her there.

Eventually, as was bound to happen with such a long journey, the herd came near a border. Mai was the only one who scented it, having wondered off yet again, but it was definitely there, and fresh too. There were more goennecs nearby. For a moment curiosity overcame her weariness, and she paused in her endless walking to glance around.

"Intruder!"

A voice growled from behind, and Mai jumped, spinning around to see three rams standing a little ways off. She was too baffled to say anything, how had she not realized that they were there? When she remained rigid and silent, one of the rams stepped forward to investigate, holding his head high as he examined her. He was not a very intimidating looking ram, with soft blue and white fur, he was at least two inches shorter than she, but his eyes were dark and calculating.

Mai shivered and tried not to fidget. She was tempted to run, at least with the neighbor herd she knew that she would not be attacked. But to her relief, the blue and white ram did not attack either. The other two rams stepped forward, and she saw that they were a lot younger than the first. One was probably around her age, with fur in shades of brown with a bob tail much like her own. The other wasn't even fully mature yet, his horns had not yet finished growing out. He looked a lot like the blue ram, but with tan fur and a lighter blue mane. These two seemed friendlier, and the youngest nudged the blue ram, whispering something in his ear.

The blue ram seemed to consider what the youngest, probably his son, was saying, and nodded. He turned towards Mai again, and this time she could tell that he wasn't feeling as hostile.

"Explain yourself."

He demanded simply, while the ram closest her own age shoved his face in front of Mai, staring at her with a silly grin while his bob tail wagged. Mai blinked, surprised that they suddenly seemed so friendly. But then, some herds, she knew, were far more accepting than others. She relaxed, and a nervous little smile made its way onto her own face. She did not tell them of her humiliation, but rather a fabricated life story. Explaining how she had come from a herd far away that lived on flat ground near the mountains, and how another nearby herd lived just at the mountain base, around a nice, big lake. Mai told them about the hungry kids of her herd, how they had not had enough food to eat, and were forced to steal from near the lake on occasion. She discovered, as she was talking, that some of what she said might not be too far from the truth. It was likely that the neighbor herd did have a good reason for stealing food, there had never been much cover in their territory. So she continued, and added emphasis to the point that they had been driven out of their home, and now the herd was falling apart. Her own family had not even come on the journey, but she wished to offer her services as a soldier to a stronger herd.

The blue ram laughed, and Mai found herself bristling. Had they seen right through her lie? Or worse, did they think it was funny that she was a soldier? None of them seemed to notice her sudden discomfort, and the one of them motioned that she could come. She would be fine here, were those from all walks of life were welcome.

It seemed almost too simple, too good to be true.
But Mai was ready for a second chance, and she never looked back.

[zacherie]

Goennec Pen #:
2

Name:
Glacierin

How would you use him/her:

I would use him as a character in a story and put him in my character thread, once I find the time to make one. I may order art from time to time. But most of all, I would love him. When I saw his design, it reminded me of the days I used to play in the snow. I used to live where it snowed every winter. It was very, very pretty when it snowed. I loved it. However, now I live in a place where winter...doesn't feel like winter. I feel like the child I was in the winter. I would be honored to take him in as my own.

Define your Goennec:

Appearance
Height?: 2'4"
Naturally Colored?: Naturally Colored
Abnormalities?: No Abnormalities
Age?: around 15 years old

Personality

Glacierin is a very curious individual. He loves to question life and its treasures. He especially loves the Blue Moon, as he considers it unique and one-of-a-kind. He is also somewhat naive, as he dives into whatever he wants to do without thinking of the consequences. However, he is very quick to spot any unnatural behaviour and can sense if something is bothering or upsetting someone. He is also very sensitive, although he doesn't like people finding this out. He feels emotions to a very deep extent, but he likes to keep this fact a secret. Because of his sensitivity, he wants people to think that he is fearless and brave, even though he isn't. He is also proud, and sometimes comes off as vain to the people that first meet him. But once you get to know him, he will be a very loyal friend and will try to help as much as possible.

History
(Disclaimer: I do not own Craig. He is only there to help with the story.)

The moonlight enveloped us in an eerie glow as we bounded towards the sea. I raised my head up and gazed at the blue moon. It was so blue and...beautiful. I was entranced. I started at its peculiar beauty until Craig, my brother, nudged me.
"Hey, look at this," he whispered, pointing at the pile of little white orbs. I was about to object until the orbs started shaking. Curious, I stepped closer. Soon enough, little sea turtles hatched from them. Their bead-like eyes glittered in the moonlight. They yawned and started making their way towards the sea. I grinned at the sight.
I slowly scanned my surrounding. I stared at the sea until I spotted some...driftwood?
"Hey," I said, poking Craig on the shoulder, "what's that?"
"I dunno," he replied. "How should I know everything?"
I shrugged. "I dunno either," I said. "Let's go check it out!" I looked at Craig's face. His face was contorted, alive with fear.
I laughed. "Don't worry," I said, "we swim all the time. Let's go!"
He stopped. He backed away and murmured, "I have a feeling you're going to leave...just like Ma and Pa."

I froze, shocked at what he said. I walked up to him and comforted him. "It's only going to be a while," I whispered. "I promise."
He smiled faintly and nudged me. "Go and find out. But don't leave me here!"
I beamed and jumped into the water. My fur was thick, but I managed to swim out to the driftwood. Only it wasn't driftwood...it was a raft! I hopped on it, shook my fur, and waved my tail at Craig.
"Come, brother!" I shouted. "It's fun, it's really--!"

Suddenly, a huge wave crashed onto the raft. It violently pushed the raft away from the coastline. I paddled furiously to get back, but the current was too strong. I looked around desperately and saw Craig swimming towards me.
"Craig! Craig, help!"
I could hear a faint reply, but another wave pushed me and the raft away. I couldn't see Craig anymore.
"Craig!" I shouted. "Craig, Craig, CRAIG!!!" I wailed desperately.

I tried once more. "Craig?

Seeing and hearing nothing, I just flopped onto my belly and whispered, "Brother..."
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I saw no signs of land for what seemed like forever. All I could do was drink sea water and nibble on the raft bit by bit, since there was nothing else to eat. A day later, I saw...land! I jumped up and down with joy.
"Land, land, land!" I sang. After a few minutes of dancing and singing, I started to paddle. I was weak and undernourished, but I paddled furiously until...at last...land.

I launched myself off the raft and onto land. As soon as I landed, I felt something...unfamiliar. I scanned my surroudings. There were trees, but they were coated with something white. The ground was also covered with white stuff. Curious, I stuck my nose into the white thing. It was cold...too cold!
"Augh!" I shouted, jerking my head up. My nose felt tingly as I recovered from my shock.
I sat down in the white stuff on the ground. It was also cold too! I jumped up and stared at the white stuff. My stomach growled and I wondered if it was safe to eat.
I stuck my tounge out to catch some of the white stuff. As it landed on my tounge, it melted and turned into water.
Grinning, I opened my mouth and scooped up some of the white stuff. It stung, but it soon melted into water again. I pawed the ground. It felt strangely fluffy and cold. I was facinated. I bounced up and down. The white stuff sprayed everywhere I went. Gleefully, I sprinted down the barely visible trail that led to nowhere. As I ran, I admired the white stuff spraying everywhere.
Suddenly, I slipped and fell on something hard. I shook my head and looked down. It was clear and cold, and I could see my reflection. I was intrigued.
For the first time, I could see my own appearance. I was mostly dark brown, with navy blue and sky blue stripes. I had a small beard I had never noticed before. My eyes were a brilliant blue, like the blue moon I saw before I...left.

I looked at my reflection. It gave me a feeling of hope, strength...independence. I was pround of my reflection. I was proud of me.
I stood up, but slipped on the surface of this...cold, slippery surface.

"I see this is slippery," I muttered. I crawled my way back to where the white stuff was. I flopped down and stared at my reflection again.
As I looked, I remembered the names of the white stuff and

the hard, clear surface. They were from stories of my childhood. Yes, I remembered them now...

Snow...and Ice... Upon remembering the words, my heart jumped. These were not just words to me.
They were an extension of myself, a part of myself I never knew until now. The sea has been plenty to me, more than anyone can imagine, but now I realized something more precious than the sea...


Home. This is where I belong. This...life with Snow and Ice... This is where I was born to live in.
This is... Home.

[Ranua]

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~::♣Ebony♣::~
{Goennec Pen};; #6
{How would you use him/her};;

{Name};; Ebony Alfraides


{Age};; Approximately 3 Years
{Gender};; Female
{Height};; 2'1"
{Eye colour};; Her eyes are pools of crimson carefully entwined with hints of amber.
{Personality};;
Ebony is one of classic examples of a stereotypical flirt, self endosed with immence sheen of pride within and the will to switch anything that impliments from ambitious out of the way. Begueling towarsd the majority of the males with self-engrossed flaming temper its hard to cut her attitude under control as theiving, dominant males try to tear at her sane side beyond beleive, attempting to make her own-self regaurded flirtatious beliefs. Few out of every little bits of people in the ranks ever gained her trust, but of course like majority of cases regarding her ever having put her trust in someone it burns down to embers in utter betrayal . At the utmost like majority of the mares with flirty stallions come around to extend their brood she plays hard to get, keeping the stallinos on their toes as she cutters herself out and always escape, it seems she maybe is too untamable to be kept within any group of brood, maybe even a little too wild.

A young, fierily flirtatious fae Ebony has got a bit of savage game when it comes to stallion, she enjoys being that trickerster in the constant game of tag, teasing them with each step they take. Eventually, they'll get her but her personality is what douses her to play hard-to-get. This female is often competeive with her own gender, willing to ambitious and rid of any fae that gets in her way of a male she wants. The mare acts agressively, and savagely towards the other females, never afraid to state her dominance over them. Anyone who defies her, will most likely end up wounded at her feet.

Alfraites which is of gaelic root relates nothing towards her given appearance nor who voice of actions or way of speech. She is commonly a known strategist of analytical plans, and ideas for the group she and normally opposes the options of rushing into a pit of swarming creatures. This mare often procrastinates you could say or takes her time in dealing with invading matters that the clan were made to deal with it from. Ebony is more often pursued then others for her weak will of dealing with other goennecs quickly to think out a plotted stragetgy to get out with so much of scratch. More times than enough she'll rather use her forcing clash of hooves, teeth, and sheer driving power source then resulting to using her powers againest meer intruders. Unlike most of the mares whom gaurd the river, she only drives out of her opponents and never kills them beleiving its unfair to rather kill off weaklings whom don't even compair in equal to her own skills. Once her opponents are disabled or incapiciated she leaves them to either run away, or to die by the forces surrounding the area. She often loves to roam peacefully down and about near the river, alone, although she was never the anti-social type. often is the one whom never is lucky enough to see the other 4 mares beside her-self. Although on the occasion she does meet up with them she is a mature, easy-going, humurous in her way, and cheerful, energetic mare with a rather child's affection for a deamanor.

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[Benedict]

I'm doing a series of pictures for my application, I've kept them in a very simplistic style, so that the only defining characteristic of each goey is how they act, the size of their horns and their base colour. There are quite a bit of goeys involved in his backstory, and I'm not sure how I should go about drawing them. Should I just leave them completely colourless and only make their gender apparent? Or should I not include them at all? (it's mostly concerning crows, but there are a few goeys who have a great impact)
I completely understand if this is not allowed, and I will write it instead if that is the case ^^

I'm not completely sure if this goes here? Sorry if I'm mistaken D: