Raidolons!! - New cycle started!

[Eucliwood]

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[LeeLi]

Username:
LeeLi

Gender of Raidolon:
Male

Name of Raidolon:
Bolyn (Bow-Len)

Birthstone of Raidolon:
Garnet

Affinity of Raidolon:
Nature

Why you want to adopt a Raidolon:
I honestly love the species and well, I would love to own another one :3

Write a story for the specific Raidolon:
Told by Bolyn

I never knew my mother, my birth stealing all the life out of her just so I could live and for what? Nothing. I was told she was one of the most beautiful does that blessed Ii'elar Dema'que with her presence. Her mane, long and beautiful with horns that were filled with magic and power, the glittering colour complimenting her eyes that were once, full of life, the life I took. My name is Bolyn and to my mother’s herd, I am a murderer.

I still remember the scene.
The herd surrounded me, every single one of them crying and moaning in pain as if someone had stabbed a sharp horn into their chest. My mother’s lifeless body and me, surrounded. The sound hurt my ears, but not as much as the pain I felt in my heart. Someone creamed out “Murderer! He killed her!” and that’s when it started. Everyone’s eyes staring down at me, full of hatred. I stole their leader, the great mother of the herd who might as well been a goddess.

Lady luck must have a grudge against me because of all the foals born that day; I had to be the one that was born not only motherless, but gravely ill. What happened was so highly improbably, yet it still happened. My mother's core could not separate from mine, but when it did, it killed her and injured me badly. Some did take pity on me, I became known as the ‘sick motherless foal’, but they never reached out to help me. I was an outcast from the beginning, and really, still am. The only family I had was Wellt, an old, crazed doe. Wellt took me in, claiming me as her own, her bead eyes full of love rather than hatred. Without her, I would have died. I owe my life to her.

I still remember what she said to me. “My… You look just like Bolyn! My poor son, he left me many years ago, but now… Now he’s back, you’re back! Bolyn, you came back to me”
Wellt only had one son, Bolyn. From what I heard, he ran away from the herd after having an argument with Wellt. His last words to her “I hate you! I wish I was never born!” before he disappeared. His lifeless body was found days later. My heart aches for Wellt, because she was the one that found her son. From that moment onward, she was never the same. The herd said she was crazy, often found talking to herself then breaking out into hysterical sobbing in the middle of the night. They tried to help her, well so I was told, but after she tried to steal a foal; she was labelled crazy. I always wondered why they let her have me; maybe my life didn’t matter to them.

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I grew up believing that I was cursed and that was why I was sick. I deserved it. But, did I really deserve to be tossed aside, my life worthless. Sometimes, I wish that I wasn’t born, just like the first Bolyn. But Wellt, even though she told me that I more or less deserved to be ill, she cared for me. She explained it like this.
“This is why you are sick my boy! For all the bad things you did before, but it’s okay now. You came back to me and I will look after you. You will be forgiven”

“What are you doing?! Leave my Bolyn alone!” was something she was scream when she found other Raidolons picking on me, hitting me with their horns or kicking me with their paws. Wellt, she was always there to protect me. The rest of the herd labelled me as a bad omen, a demon foal that was cursed. I guess I can understand, I did take the life of their most respected leader that led them towards prosperity. I am the opposite of my mother. I drag the herd down but they cannot leave me, the guilt would kill them

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For many years I was crippled from my illness, I was forced to stay with the herd. I watched as everyone grew up around me, excluded from the small packs the other males created because I would only slow them down. Wellt told me to ignore them, that it wasn’t so great out there but I was curious for the experience. But I never did leave. Wellt and I, the two tag along outcasts of a herd that was sick of us, still calling the herds our family and only home.
“Bolyn, you won’t ever leave me. You’re here to stay with your mother forever, right?” was something Wellt would often ask, her small beady eyes staring at me intently. I would always give her the answer she wanted with a smile that would warm her heart. She might have been crazy, but I still loved her, even though she would watch me sleep, making sure I didn’t go anywhere or become so possessive over me that I wasn’t allowed the attend the Ghe'ssat because she was fearful of a doe stealing me away from her. I was her son and she wouldn't let anyone take her Bolyn away again.

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But, the seasons slowly changed and as I became healthier, Wellt became unwell. She was old and tired, her bones creaking as she hobbled around and the colour fading from her horns and eyes. I was, once again, stealing the life from my mother. She spent so much time caring for me, healing me so that I wouldn’t suffer, so I wouldn’t feel pain anymore. But the constant care I needed, it drained the life out of her.
“My son… I’m so tired. I don’t think I can go on anymore”
My heart was braking in two, watching the life drain out of her. The harsh sun glared down at us, it was one of the hottest days on record and Wellt wouldn’t survive it. There was nothing I could do but watch, just was I did on the day I was born.
“Bolyn… Thank you for coming back to me”
I was crying at this point, nudging her with my nose, trying to keep her walking forward. The herd didn’t notice us fall back, continuing ahead, leaving us behind. No one cared, no one ever did.
“Go live your life. I held you back so much…”
Her voice was so soft and weak, I struggled to hear her. The colour of her horns seemed to fade completely as the sun melted the tips. She collapsed to the ground, panting desperately for air. I curled up around her, licking her cheek. I didn’t want her to leave me.
“I love you… my son”
Her final words. Wellt was gone, her lifeless body curled up on the ground. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched her eyes close, never to open again. I had to go through it again, the pain of losing a mother. I wished that it was me, not her but no matter how hard I wished, she wouldn’t come back and I was going to be alone.

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It took me many years to recover from Wellt’s death. I had lost my mother for a second time but her words; they engraved themselves into my brain.

“Go live your life”

I live by myself, wondering the forest of Ii'elar Dema'que. Life is hard; I struggle to survive each day, but some how I make it through. Though, it may seem that I am alone, I’m not. Wellt is up there, watching me and looking after me still. I feel her presence and feel her warmth at night. There is some hope for me in the future.
I am not cursed; I just have really bad luck.

Who am I you ask?
I am Bolyn, son of crazy Wellt.

Another long and this time, sad story to read
I hope it's alright ^^;

[LupusArgentea]

*pops back in* Now I can get a Raidolon! ^-^

Username: SilverWolf
Gender of Raidolon: Female
Name of Raidolon(No names like 'Poppy', 'Mike' etc..): Sylarynne (pronounced, sil-VAYR-een)
Birthstone of Raidolon: Sapphire (September)
Affinity of Raidolon(This is decided by the Birthstone): Feral
Why you want to adopt a Raidolon: Like I said, these are very unique and well-thought out. If this gets bigger, it would make a wonderful roleplay or whatever it becomes. It's that good. Plus, I love fantasy animals. <3 Dragons, Chimeras...
Write a story for the specific Raidolon:
It was midnight, and the light from starry skies and a shining moon made the waterfalls look crystalline. Beautiful, if you had seen it. If you hadn't... You would have noted something else.
Beneath the cover of foliage and water, a lean Raidolon sat, trying her best to hide until dawn. Until it was safe. She gently tended to the tiny orange-gray stone. It was her only one. "You must live," she spoke into the crystal. She didn't expect a response.
From the distant winds, a creature seemed to appear from dust and water itself. From nothingness.
He walked up slowly and nimbly, avoiding every stick, stone, and leaf. Making no sound. "My dear, you look so pale," he whispered. Gently, he poked her with his short snout.
"It is okay. So far, the crystal... Is more or less intact. I hope it lives. I really, truly do," she spoke, so lightly it could have been carried away by the wind.
He licked her nose. "You... You must see it. When it lives," he cried. "You must live."
She pushed him away gently and looked into his eyes. "My time has come. We have become separated from our pack. I have become... So sick. If I do not live, well... I hope my lost life will come into the core and power it so that it lives," she spoke.
Tears began to stream from his eyes as she lay her head down on the damp, cold ground. He bent his head into her to split the crystal in a place nearly void of magic. In his head, he pleaded, Please let a miracle occur... Please...
She cringed for a moment as the tiny crystal cracked. Craefully, he pushed his paw into the crack and pulled. The sickening snap followed, and he closed his eyes.
...Moments later, he opened his eyes. The crystal... split! There must have been some force of magic here, after all! She looked to the sky and back at the father. "Her name... Shall be Sylvar... Sylvarynne..." she spoke very quietly. "Y-you must take it away. To the herd... Please."
And, with that, the last of her life drained from her body. He felt tears well up and could not hold them in. He sobbed, forgetting everything. Then, he saw the crystal.
Her name... Shall be Sylvar... Sylvarynne... he remembered. Her last wishes would be his duty to fulfill. The single pup sat there, whining. He knew her crystal focus. He had made sure he knew the looks of each crystal long before. Sylvarynne was a Feral Raidolon, and a rare one. And she was born in low magic, her mother dead... Sylvarynne was as special as anyone could be.
"There! There they are!"
He spun around, grabbing Sylvarynne in his jaw. She was dangling like a kitten, whining.
The herd came by, one by one, relieved to see him and his pup and that they were alright. "But... Where is she?" the leader asked him, obviously shaken.
He set down Sylvarynne and began to tell the tale of Sylvarynne. With each word, his packmates trembled and gasped. His story would be told many times, he knew.
And, finally, he was with his packmates. He and Sylvarynne.
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She stared down the slope, nearly slipping as her fur flapped wildly.
"You afraid, Syl?" one of her friends snorted.
Sylvarynne stared back at him and laughed. "Hardly. Watch me!" she said, darting down the icy slope, sliding into the water warmed by sunlight. "Who's laughin' now!?" she screamed, climbing out of the lagoon, her long fur and horns dripping and soaked.
Her friends looked at one another in amazement. They hadn't expected her to take the dare...
Then, they dived down the slope and into the water. Sylvarynne laughed.
Suddenly, someone grabbed the back of Syl's neck and pulled her to the ground. She looked up slowly and fearfully...
Her father laughed and jumped up. "I saw you slide down. It was awesome, Sylvarynne! May I go down with you?"
Sylvarynne laughed and nodded. Together, father and daughter, they ran up the hill and dived down the slope and splashed into the lagoon.
Just Sylvarynne and her father.

Was that okay...? I hope it was.

[Kasaica]

Oh man, I really feel like applying for a Nether/December Raidolon, but I probably won't get one XD The quality for a form for one of those must be outstanding ^^; Temptation lurks. I must write XD

[Eucliwood]

Accepted <33

And yeah, unless you're like Joa (The girl I share account with) then you probably cant get one unless your form is flawless XD

[LupusArgentea]

Yippee! I get a Raidolon matching my birthstone! *cheers*
I can't wait until she comes~ ^-^

You know, you're probably going to get a Fan Club pretty soon. Cause these are too awesome for words. @-@ I cannot stress that enough!
And if you don't, I shall make one for you! ^-^ *begins organizing Raidolon club*

[Kasaica]

@Drama Llama

I'll try anyway, because I am insane XD

[Eucliwood]

^__^ Thats great~ And I wont expect a fanclub XD

[LupusArgentea]

You won't expect it when I just told you? xD Darn, you must be easy to surprise.
*gets an idea*

[Eucliwood]

XD I am, I hate expectations XD so