the land of faerres { Sih likes shiny things }

[Horneddragon]

Welcome back Tayio <3

also, Thank you I'm honored to join the staff here <3

and, I have some important news of my own. I belive I told you this in my form, but I am moving on the 31st of June. I will be without internet access on my computer till July the 12th, BUT i will still have access on my phone. It shouldn't really be a problem for me, I've worked on my phone before but i thought i'd give you a heads up so it doesn't look like i died <3

I also need to get on the ball with my Faerre's intros /shot
I just graduated on the 2nd and all my life's been going to that xD

[Ashenjay]

Graduation!
Wow!!
Congratulations HD!! <3333
Hehe I hope you get access to your computer back ASAP once the time is over ^w^




(The intro thing reminds me. I am so sorry about Tarlar, I will find time to do it soon XC Sorry!!! //just because I'm too lazy to pm BD)

[*Blackberry*]

Congratz HD! XD

[Magicly]

These are really creative, ill be keeping an eye on this thread(: I love the story behind them!

(By the way Congratulations Horneddragon!)

[zacherie]

Character

A young girl. She is very quiet and does not speak often.

The young girl drew circles in the dirt in front of the Altar as she waited, contemplating her choices. She could go back and come back at a later time, or she could go inside and hope for the best. What would be the best choice... She stroked the flower in her hair, sighed, and slipped into the Altar hesitantly.
There was almost no one there. The place was abandoned for a month. The girl had visited often, but was too overwhelmed with all the people flocking around the Altar. The silence...it was perfect. The little girl looked at the stage expecting disappointment and saw...a small faerre? It was very small and timid...just like her. She looked at the faerre and smiled sheepishly and slowly made her way toward the little faerre.
She stopped about 4 feet in front of the faerre and sat down on the floor. She looked at the faerre and smiled, hoping the faerre would understand that she meant no harm. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. It just didn't feel right for her to speak. But it wouldn't have made a big difference anyway; she did not speak often and did not indulge in the practice.
Not knowing what to do, she took out the flower in her hair and set it beside her. She looked at the light blue flower and looked at the faerre again and blew the flower to the faerre. It floated down gently and landed in front of the faerre's paws.
"An anemone flower," she spoke hesitantly. "For calm and quiet."
She stood up, dusted herself clean, and walked away and made her way toward a corner in the dark Altar. And she hoped, that just maybe, the faerre might choose her.

{ I know, short and simple. Maybe too short? I don't know. But this was fun to write, in all its simplicity and plain-ness xD }

[*Blackberry*]

Canceled my story at the front. Here's my proper woo.

Katie shook herself, her fur puffed up making her look bigger making her look bigger then usual, but since she was small for size she only just manged to matched up to a normal wolf. Kate groomed herself with soft gentle licks, when she finished grooming herself nicely, she took out the map. She placed a paw on it to hold it down, " so far we are in the right way. " she said softly. She lifted her paw, rolled the map up, picked it up softly in her mouth, and placed it inside her bag that hung by her side. She started walking deeper into the forest. She walked softly, after a short while, she saw a gate, she was curious and ran towards it. Katie went towards the gate only to find it rusty and dusty, " Is this the faerre gate? I thought inside would be filled with full of laughter, exciteness and joyfulness. " she thought. She pushed the gate opened, it creaked loudly has it opened slowly and it creeped her out. She was hopping inside would be what she thought, but was greeted with a terrible sight. Chairs was knocked down to their side, spiderwebs and dust was everywhere. She took a paw step and was surprise that she made a sound with her steps, usually she made no sound but this silence made her paw steps have sound. She tried to walk softer but it still made sound, suddenly, she sensed that someone was watching. She look behind her, she look at the stage and saw gray eyes slowly she realized it was a faerre. A little grey faerre with cute little grey eyes. Katie walked towards the faerre, she went quite close before siting down softly, " Umm.. Hello. " Katie spoke softly, her voice breaking the silence, " My name is Katie. I am a wolf, but I am barely their size.. My nickname is Kal for short. " she glanced around. " I have come to get a quiet and peaceful faerre that will accompany me for the rest of my life. But sadly, I never ever got one.. I don't know, but.. Will you be my quiet companion forever? " she asked tears in her eyes, she stretch her paw offering friendship.

[Azure23]

[Glad to see you back, Tai. Can't wait for more amazing faerres. :3

Oh, and congrats HD. You will be an amazing and responsible mod.]

[Dawnbreeze10210]

**Tenme Being Wooed**

Etoile
**Characters being used**

Etoile watched from the shadows as the young faeere appeared on the Alter. She had been away for quite some time, journying with her new companion, Det. Ah, they had lovely times together, though it was always silent except for the short or long breathes they took, or the brush of fur and skin as they touched. They ddin't mind the silence, they rather enjoyed it. Only speaking with their eyes, body language, and their expressions. Although she could talk, she chose not to. That one vow restrained her from doing so, but she did have a special power. She could talk through her mind, the one that had truly experianced this, with heart-felt feeling was Det, and he found it...well she guessed since he had surprisingly decided to join her found it interesting, and maybe a bit stubborn. Etoile stayed in the shadows, she did not wish to appear from them, just watching the dove grey, stone grey, and snow white dappled faerre prooved she wanted things to be rather silent. The way her steps were short and slightly uncertain, the soft, gentle, yet shy look in her eyes as she gazed into the shadows awaiting another companion. It was slightly cute, desirable, yet bold. Like Det who chose to step onto the altar so bravely, and with wonderful ways of telling his own stories, he was unique. Just like the faerre before her today...now what was her name again? She wasn't quite sure, or rather unsure herself. She paused thinking, her thoughts drifting trying to catch a glimpse of the past memory of the faerre padding onto the altar. Nothing, she drew a complete blank. She gazed behind her as she heard the soft pattering of delighted steps of yet another faerre.

Her amber eyes sparked brighter then the stars themselves as her loving silent companion Det was barily visable in the dim light. His fur shone softly with teal-blue fur, and the markings of the stars imprinted onto his fur. He was truly lovely in his own way, even if he shouldn't speak. He gazed up at Etoile with soft glimmering eyes and gently nudged her knee, as if urdging her on past the shadows and to see the other faerre up close. Etoile smiled weakly at Det and shook her head slowly, her soft pale yet tanned hand gently caressed Det's cheek. She gestured to Tenme and her eyes sparked with curiosity.

Det turned his gaze towards the direction Etoile was looking. Curiosity sparked his own eyes as well as warmth and happiness. It felt nice to be back home for a short time, but something confused him. Why had the altar become so unpopular? With a dusty stage, shadowed corners, and rusting trumpets. He tipped his head slightly, and his tail flicked confused can and forth. He finally focused his gaze on the shadow darkening the dusty stage. He glanced at the shape of the shadow and eventually worked out a faerre, a large one at that. He glanced up and was taken by surprise, actually stumbling a bit in the shadows.

The faerre he saw was a small one, smaller then he for that matter. He paused studying the faerre and half smiled. He had seen this faerre before in his days here. Of course he had never seen her out in the open, ocassionally hidden in the back of crowds, or in the shadows. He had never really heard her speak but no one had heard him either. He gazed at the faerre and padded toward a her slowly. As he reached her he dipped his head polietly. He waved his tail happily but kept his distance. He paused for a moment noticing and remembering she was a shy one.

He gestured to the shadows his tail pointing in the direction of Etoile, hidden in the shadows. He then looked back at her with a tiny smile, he dipped his paw in the dust and wrote his name slowly. D....E....T --> E....T....O....I....L....E. He gave a tiny smile and hesitantly padded towards her with silent steps. He touched his nose to her shoulder then turned back to the shadows with Etoile. He gave her a comforting flick of his tail and settled down in her lap for for nap, his tail curling over his nose.

[tolkien quitting]

The stage that had been abandoned for a month, collecting dust as visitors come by often only to leave with a disappointed expression on their faces. The once popular tourist spot is now eerily empty without a single soul in sight except that little timid Faerre. The soft colored Faerre with the face of an angel seem to shake on the spot despite facing an empty hall that soon will be filled. No bugles sounded today, Tenme hoped it would be a quiet departure, she was never fond of communicating with large groups and drawing attention to herself. Two grey eyes glanced beyond the altar to the lands afar, she hopes she'll find someone who'll understand her quiet nature. Perhaps bring her to somewhere where she can escape from critical eyes. The small faerre shivered slightly as she caught a glimpse of a shadow of a visitor by the door. Taking a deep breath she faced her challenge.

Dani trod slowly to the altar, It had been empty for a while and was almost certain that she would not be seen by anybody, she slowly walked up the stairs. SQUEAK. On instinct she pulled her foot away. And began stepping cautiously up. Step, Step, Step. Dani smiled to herself and looked around. She glanced from side to side. Left, Right.


Blargh wip

[н σ я ѕ є]

I walk into the Altar and find it strikingly empty.The only living thing aside from me is a small grey,blue and white faerre.It looks small compared to it's surrondings.It's beauttiful little face seems both scared and nervous.A sign above it clearly states her name.Tenme, Female it says in bolded letters.All I can do is stare in awe that no one has taken much interest in her.By the time I start walking slowly over a few more people have already entered eagerly.It's obvious every person here is ready to fight for that poor little creature.

"Hello", I murmur quitely once I'm nothing but a few feet away from her.Though, I can barely hear myself, I'm almost certain her pointed ears can pick my greeting up.

HUGE WIP!!!