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[Lirrie]

sorry guys been busy lately ;.;

[Luna-puppy]

Wow,,, How come I have never heard of these beauties O.o I'll be filling out a form next time Adoptions aare open <3

[Lirrie]

Chaos Dreamer you got 3

Sorry to everyone else ;.;

All others will remain up those who tried out for 4 may try again, id like to see bigger forms for these guys ;.;

[NARANDA]

Waiting....
I will try again though.

[PantheraUncia]

Name:
Vanyali
Pen:
#4
What will you use it for:
I really want to use her for many banners, as she is a nice and simple design to replicate and draw.
Why do you want it:
I have been wanting a crystinalian for a very long time because of many reasons. First of all, the community here is so amazing. People are never shy to answer questions and share their artwork with pride. Also because They are such a unique, developed, and beautiful species. Finally, I really want Vanyali especially because she is so dazzling. Her golden colors swirling around the darker ones give her such a mysterious look.
Personality:
Vanyali is a interesting cryst. She isn't kind and gentle, but cold and un-comforting. She is never emotional, and never gets close to people. In truth, she isn't mean, but simply withdrawn. Vanyali is scared of losing someone and facing the emotional toll. If she does happen to fall in love with someone, it would be someone who would never even think about leaving her. She does not fear death, but instead puts herself in harms way just for the thrill of it. Many have found it odd that she values everyones' life above hers. She unconditionally loves her brother though, and will do anything for her.
History:
Vanyali has had a sad and depressing story. Her brother, Dras'bain and her were the darkest kits of the litter, and were hated by their father. They stuck together, and vanyali always thought that they could run away one day and live forever. Dras and her would find their loves, and they would start a joint family. As Vanyali grew, her color lightened, and the fatherly hatred turned to mistrust, and then to love. She always comforted Dras'bain murmuring that no matter what the others said, she would stand by his side, even if she wasn't hated. Her brother stayed dark and brooding. Nothing could change her mind about the good in her brother until the day he stranded her at a boar attack.
She simply thought that Dras was going to show her to be stong like him, but a shadowy veil had been cast around his heart already. Before she could notice the fetid smell of the boar, Dras laughed sourly and left her to fight the she-boar alone. She now only saw the dark energy in people, now that the one she loved had betrayed her.
She joined a new pride, hoping to finally fit in, but she had changed. Vanyali turned foreboding, and the other males never approached her. She hunted alone, and cried at night, wishing she could be catching the wildlife with Dras'bain. There was one cryst who was colored like a April storm, and Vanyali loved him. One day, her brother found and confronted him. He had heard about the evil cryst who was the color of spilled blood and was shocked to find he was Vanyali's brother. Vanyali was soon left, heartbroken and alone. She had thought her request to leave her love alone to her brother was enough to prove her innocence, but it did not penetrate her beloved's fear, and made her brother hate her forever on-wards. Vanyali now hopes to one day apologize to both of them, and rejoin her family.
Other: I tried to connect the story to ChaosDreamer's history so they could be connected. I hope it's okay.

[Lirrie]

lol guys hold on not yet lol XD and yes it would help probally if you did just let them know before

[PantheraUncia]

Oh sorry! What do you mean by "yes it would help probally if you did just let them know before"

[❌ DYNAMIGHT ❌]

-waits patiently to try for 4 again-

I'm glad to have another chance, I've been thinking over a different spin on her stor after reading Chaos's and I think it is going to be amazing!

[ChaosDreamer]

Woo, Im so excited, he's so handsome!! Thank you sooo much.

(edit) and anyone trying for the sister is more than welcome to use anything in Dras'Bein's profile they think is good for her. I look forward to any future get togethers with the pair!

[❌ DYNAMIGHT ❌]

Name;;
Zilinni
{In my own little language this means Shadowed Grace || Zizi for short}

Pen;;
My little girl sleeps in pen 4 at this moment, isn't she so cute as she slumbers?

What will I use her for;;
I am an author, not an artist (though I do occasionally doodle) so you won't see any too fancy drawings from me. But IT love to write and I'M believe my talents may make up for my lack of skill with a brush. Zilinni would become one of the characters in a book I am currently writing as I believe her story (and Dras's if Chaos agrees) could really put an entra light into the novel, not to mention all the plots for role playing that she could generate.

Why I want her;;
This is my fourth attempt at a Cryst (and I'm starting to get a bit dejected but I understand that you have many apps to concider every round and there are many amazing adopters) and all the ones from this Round are absolutely stunning and I was torn between her and 2 and 3 before deciding on Zizi. At first it was just her markings (because the colors and placement are just fantabulouse) but when you mentioned the dark and light aspect between her and her brother I fell in love, then I read Chaos's app for Dras (after you announced them winner) and I was awe struck with muse and creativity that sealed my decision
-huggles the siblings because Dras deserves lovvins too-

Personality;;
As a cub Zilinni was shunned (along with her brother) because of her unnaturally dark color. She didn't know why but she accepted it, not letting this lack of love from her father to darken her heart as well because her mother was more than happy to love her. Zizi is a very, how do I put this, abmormal individual.
Overall she is a very kind spirit with a love for anything and a passion that is challenged by few. She ia a pittying creaturw with a desire to help anything weaker than herself - though that doea not by any means mean that she is soft at heart. Zilinni has an iron like resolve and is a bit bull headed that does not allow her to back down from a challenge nor take orders from anyone, though she knows her place and respects those who deserve it.
She is calculating, smart, and doesn't know when to give in or to shut up. She is energetic and often kit like in her behavior - always running around with this michevious look in her eyes. Though Zizi geta in trouble often she has thia inocenta about her that usually allows her to worm her way out of a scolding.

History;;
Litters of four where uncommon in her birth clan so that when her father heard that his tan mate had bore him just such a litter he was beside himself with joyband excitwment as he entered the den to congratulate her at which time his heart almost stopped at the sight of two unearthly dark kittens. He stared for a moment before shaking off his feeling of dred, deciding they could lighten in color as so many before them had. He had no other choice but to allow his young mate to keep them, love them as he knew she would for that was her nature - to love and cherish with no remourse - it was why he loved her so. Zilinni was the smallest of the litter, born just after her brother but that didn't mean she was the runt at heart, the moment her dark brother's loud wail went up into the dark night her own voice followed, a light bell like sound that weaved its way through the growl like voice of her black brother, already it was the two of them against the big, bad world.
As Zizi grew, so did the swirling colors of her pelt, a soft grey - like that of the mist that lazily blanketed the Earth in the mornings- began to lay claim to her shoulders while her underside stayed black. Her brother, however, was not so lucky, a dark red almoat black layed its self over his coat, kissing him softly with a curse of sorts. At the time she didn't know why her parents hated him so when all she did was love him, knowing that one day they would need eachother. But one night she layed, curled around her mother's paw, feining sleep, she found out why. Her heart hated her father at that moment, it was not her brother's fault that he had such a dark pelt. On one particularly bad night she let Dras in on this little secret, telling him that no matter what the clan would think she still loved him before she curled around his larger body and fell into a beautifully peaceful sleep.
Weeks passed into a month which slipped into two and Zilinni's once grey fur kept lightening, her parents having the hope that it would all together turn white. She and her aiblings all continued to grow, each cherished by her mother and father, all but Dras. She watched sadly as her brother was distenced from them - father not allowing him to play with Desilbi, Mayike, and herself, and mother whispering words of darkness and death floating in his empty fur as we slept at night. Zizi didn't believe them, she still lived her brother but how was she to do anything to change this? She was too small and with every passing day she feared she would loose her Dras'bain. Her heart she sent out to him, knowing he could never know the way her father pushed and pulled at her to disconnect herself from the "creature", she suffered many beatings at his paw as she tried to defend Dras from the sharp lash of their words, even keeping quiet as she watched him lead her sister into the woods... and return without her.
When it came time for the mates and their cubs tobreturn to the clan Zizi was instantly accepted, making friends at nearly the same rate as her lighter brother did. Her coat a now light and bright white, blending in like smoke that swirled into her still black underside. After that she didnt see much of her brother, when she did see him it was at a distance and when she heard of of him it was with distainful remarks and hateful comments. Why did these wretched fools keep her from her brother? It was like they all had a sixth sence that enabled them to know when she was searchingbfor him or thinking of Dras for someone always cropped up to tug on her attention. Curse them all.
When her brother left the clan earlier than most young males looking for adventure did she couldn't help but feel all alone in her world without even the occasional glance at the dark pelt she cjerished. As time went on though she pushed thoughts of her brother slowly to the back of her mind until Dras'bain was just a nagging thought. Zilinni lived happuly for awhile, letting the acceptance of the clan wash over her like the tide of a wave long held back, she even caught wind of talk of the leader's son steping forward to claim her in courtship, she did as any girl would and quickly fell into what was suppose to be love but felt more like an over extended friendship. Sure he was a nice enough guy who looked nice but she just didnt feel that twikle that she saw when her parents tooked at eachother. But once more she was cauht in the wave of what was expected of her, the current too strong for her to bare - let alone fight.
The day her proposed took her out to profess his intentions for her tore at her like that of a jagged edged blade plunging into her tender heart over and over with an unforgiving and relentless anger. She had been grooming, feeling watched but shrugging it off as her proposed in the bushes. When he emerged, grey smoke pelt mirroring that of the sky she smiled lazily, then a large black figure erupted from the opposite side of the clearing and grabbed him up in large jaws. Was she seeing things or was this the dark pelt she had so missed? "Dras?" She whispered and when his body reacted to the aouns of her voice she knew it was truly him. "Dras, put him down." She said, louder now but still quiet by comparison of her normal voice. Her eyes shone with awe , suprise, and some mixture of love for her brother and hate for him leaving her."you hate me too?" came his rough voice. "Dras, you have been gone too long, too many things have changed. I'm sorry" she replied, pulling in a deep breath and stepping towards him to continue but he cut her off. "you are just like the rest of them." he growled, turning to leave. "Wait?" She wanted to call but it came out a question. "Dras, you are still my blood." He laughed, cutting her off again, then spoke a rush of words that truly drove the knife into her heart, bringing unseen tears to her eyes. In his anger he wasn't letting her speak. She flinched when she saw him because she thought him a ghost, yes she pittied the other male but he ment nothing to her, and yes she was born just as dark as him - a fact which she ached to brag about but couldn't in a world where it was aboidable.
When he vanished she stood there shocked for a second then turned to help the grey male up when Dras'bain's words echoed in her ears. She turned and bound into the forest after him. She wouldn't let him ago again, no, she would - had to - find him.

Other/Notes;;
Firstly sorry for any mistakes, I tried to match it with Dras as best as I could. I'm also on my tablet so there could he a few spelling mistakes as well.
Secondly I had so much fun writing this and though it may not strongly follow the light/dark thing in history I tried to somewhat make up for it in personality. Its taken me 3 hours and 24 minutes to type all this and I'd really like to get your feedback on it as I always love hearing comments on my writing (even if I don't get her -crosses fingers-) well I guess that about covers it all. Good luck everyone! <333