Create a Bevy: Otters + More!! V1 (Open!!)

My gallery · by **MockSun** » Mon Dec 17, 2018 9:40 am

✧Asylum✧
Total residents: 01
Next Sky River visit: 2 posts
Next Coin Pool visit: 2 posts

(Going to start writing next post!)

Dragonfly visits the Sky River and asks for a Healer.

My gallery · by **KenkuJuice** » Tue Dec 18, 2018 9:40 am

Boom Cave

Habitat
They live underground.

Behaviour
They're pretty skittish and if they see anything bigger than they are they run and hide. Some are very skilled in the production of gunpowder. They have a wide variety of weapons they may use in battle. They work with a monarchy and have a reputation for throwing flaming gunpowder at the enemy. They usually try to attack anything smaller than they and if they do see something bigger they run back to their cave, they let everyone know about the danger and hide for up to one week.

Animals
Dormice

My gallery · by **librarycat** » Tue Dec 18, 2018 11:12 am

The Bevy Of The Fens
The Bevy of the Fens live, as their name would suggest, in the Fens: a wetland area in an approximation of Cambridgeshire, England. Their territory has a river, and their bavy makes their tunnels on an island in the middle of it.

Naming
Names are important to the bevy. They believe that spirits can steal you if they know your name. Pups are given their True Name by their mother, or the Healer if the mother is unable to Name them. This Name is kept secret from all but their mother and littermates, and later their partner. It is a collection of syllables that does not usually mean anything, so as to confuse the spirits.
For the first six moons of their life, they will not be given a Call name, but will be referred to by their mother's name and their position in the litter eg. Dawn's First; Shadow's Third; Apple's Only. This is partly due to high infant mortality.
At their Trainee Ceremony, they will be given a Call Name by their leader. It will be related to their mother's Call Name so Dawn's pups could be called Cloud or Dusk etc; Shadow's could be Dark or Bright etc; Apple's could be Tree, Oak, etc.
When they have completed their training, the pup chooses a Call Name. They spend the night after their ceremony Nameless, deciding. They must not speak to anything whilst they are Nameless, for they are vulnerable to spirits. The Name can be almost anything, although most go for nature names, something that shows a similar personality to them, or describe their colouring.
The entrusting of one's True Name to one's partner is usually done before or when the pair try for a litter. It's seen as really romantic, and an almost necessary part of the courtship.

The Spirits
The Bevy of the Fens are very supersticious when it comes to spirits and ghosts. They believe that spirits can steal bodies and minds. Because of this, there are several rituals that they perform to keep themselves safe. A mother will never give birth alone, but will have the help of a trusted (usually female) friend to guard for spirits. When meeting a stranger at night, do not make eye contact, but do not take your eyes off them. Running water keeps weak spirits away during the day. If you must travel at night, keep a stone from your home bevy with you at all times, to ground and protect you. Do not talk to things that sound like otters but do not look like otters, or that look like otters but do not sound like otters.
If there are worries that an otter has been taken by spirits, then they can be released by bathing in the Sky River under the moonlight, or by purifying them with specific flowers and plants, if the otter is too young to be taken out of the nest. If this doesn't work, usually the mother will change the otter pup's True Name, and the bevy will mourn the death of their old bevymate, but welcome the new one. If a spirit survives being purified, then it becomes a real otter and is no longer considered a spirit.

My gallery · by **inky.** » Tue Dec 18, 2018 1:53 pm

The Frostbitten

Number of Frostbitten
Total residents: 07.
Otters: 01.
Weasels: 06.
Stoats: 00.
Next Sky River visit: Now
Next Coin Pool visit: Whenever

Nesti slipped out of his hollow den, dirt crumbling off of the roots and blending with his brown fur. He twitched an ear at the squeals coming from the nursery. Today Roan's pups would be allowed out of the nursery and they were obviously excited. However, his eyes widened as he saw the young rodents hurtling toward him. Syr led the charge, with his brother Rider following close behind. Ren helped Jester chase after their two brothers. Jester was born deaf and his sister had stepped up to help him not run into anything. Nesti couldn't move out of the way in time and Syr wasn't looking ahead. The young pup bowled into the leader, sending them both tumbling a few inches. Syr sat up immediatly, face bright red and eyes wide. "Admiral Nesti! I'm so sorry!" The young weasel stammered. The rest of his siblings gaped up at him in fear. Nesti was about to scold Syr when Roan came waddling up behind them. "You four better not have disturbed the Admiral!" She cried. The mother stopped in front of Syr and cuffed him roughly on the ear. "Be respectful of your leader!" She hissed quietly to him. Nesti chuckled. Normally, if an adult would have done such a thing, they would've walked away with a lost ear if lucky. But these were just pups! It was their first day out of the nursery. He'd show them mercy. This time. "Don't worry about it, Roan." He soothed, looking down at Syr (who was shamefully hanging his head) "Your son has spunk. I like it." Syr looked up at the praise, a broad smile lighting up his face. "T-Thank you Admiral!" He whispered in awe. "Thank you, sir." Roan sighed "But he needs to learn restraint. Back to the nursery. All of you." Syr sighed and led his siblings back to the den. "Nice going! Now we'll all get in trouble!" Ren hissed at him, guiding Jester. Roan turned, but Nesti stopped her. "Where's Pada?" He asked her gently. He had noticed the little blind she-weasel was no where to be seen. Roan sighed and looked at her paws. "You can show yourself, Pada." She whispered between her legs. At her words, a snow white head poked out. "H-Hello Admiral, sir." She said sweetly, voice high-pitched and nervous. Nesti crouched down to her level. "Hello there little one." He smiled "Why aren't you playing with your siblings?" Pada shrunk back against her mother's legs. "I-I can't see." She admitted shamefully "And I don't want them to think I'm weak." Nesti clicked his tongue and touched her forehead with his nose. "Oh, Pada." He chuckled softly "If you become a successful weasel without your eyesight, then you are stronger than all of us, even me." Her black eyes lit up. "You think so?" She said gleefully "Oh thank you sir! I won't let you down!" She smiled up at him. Nesti dipped his head to Roan. "Now, go join your siblings in the nursery." Pada nodded and Roan guided her back to the nursery.

Patrol: Nesti
Hunting: Nesti
Training: n/a
Herb Hunting: n/a
Births: n/a
Mates: n/a
Servings: saving up
Other: Nesti asks for a Star Keeper

My gallery · by **eel.** » Wed Dec 19, 2018 5:08 am

Twilight Waters (will and fontmeme next post)
Total residents: 001.
Otters: 001.
Stoats: 001.
Badgers: 000.
Woodmice: 001.
Weasels: 000.
Doormice: 000.
Fishers: 000.

Ill put writing into a archive later.

POST LOG
Consumption
None this Tide.

Training
None this Tide.

Patrol 1
Urchin patrols the borders.

Patrol 2
Mira patrols the borders.

Hunting 1
Barnum and Mira Hunt.

Hunting 2
None this Tide

Request
Urchin requests an Omen Teller

Other
Is Mira a doormoyce or a woodmouse?
Also, if it’s ok, could you tell me the animal just in case?
Also Barnum’s image broke. He was a stoat .

My gallery · by **dyingdinorat** » Wed Dec 19, 2018 12:04 pm

Cattuccino wrote:

Trggrd wrote:
Boom Cave

Habitat
They live underground.

Behaviour
They're pretty skittish and if they see anything bigger than they are they run and hide. Some are very skilled in the production of gunpowder. They have a wide variety of weapons they may use in battle. They work with a monarchy and have a reputation for throwing flaming gunpowder at the enemy. They usually try to attack anything smaller than they and if they do see something bigger they run back to their cave, they let everyone know about the danger and hide for up to one week.

Animals
Dormice

Cattuccino wrote:Your bevy has been founded!!

inky. wrote:
The Frostbitten

Number of Frostbitten
Total residents: 07.
Otters: 01.
Weasels: 06.
Stoats: 00.
Next Sky River visit: Now
Next Coin Pool visit: Whenever

Nesti slipped out of his hollow den, dirt crumbling off of the roots and blending with his brown fur. He twitched an ear at the squeals coming from the nursery. Today Roan's pups would be allowed out of the nursery and they were obviously excited. However, his eyes widened as he saw the young rodents hurtling toward him. Syr led the charge, with his brother Rider following close behind. Ren helped Jester chase after their two brothers. Jester was born deaf and his sister had stepped up to help him not run into anything. Nesti couldn't move out of the way in time and Syr wasn't looking ahead. The young pup bowled into the leader, sending them both tumbling a few inches. Syr sat up immediatly, face bright red and eyes wide. "Admiral Nesti! I'm so sorry!" The young weasel stammered. The rest of his siblings gaped up at him in fear. Nesti was about to scold Syr when Roan came waddling up behind them. "You four better not have disturbed the Admiral!" She cried. The mother stopped in front of Syr and cuffed him roughly on the ear. "Be respectful of your leader!" She hissed quietly to him. Nesti chuckled. Normally, if an adult would have done such a thing, they would've walked away with a lost ear if lucky. But these were just pups! It was their first day out of the nursery. He'd show them mercy. This time. "Don't worry about it, Roan." He soothed, looking down at Syr (who was shamefully hanging his head) "Your son has spunk. I like it." Syr looked up at the praise, a broad smile lighting up his face. "T-Thank you Admiral!" He whispered in awe. "Thank you, sir." Roan sighed "But he needs to learn restraint. Back to the nursery. All of you." Syr sighed and led his siblings back to the den. "Nice going! Now we'll all get in trouble!" Ren hissed at him, guiding Jester. Roan turned, but Nesti stopped her. "Where's Pada?" He asked her gently. He had noticed the little blind she-weasel was no where to be seen. Roan sighed and looked at her paws. "You can show yourself, Pada." She whispered between her legs. At her words, a snow white head poked out. "H-Hello Admiral, sir." She said sweetly, voice high-pitched and nervous. Nesti crouched down to her level. "Hello there little one." He smiled "Why aren't you playing with your siblings?" Pada shrunk back against her mother's legs. "I-I can't see." She admitted shamefully "And I don't want them to think I'm weak." Nesti clicked his tongue and touched her forehead with his nose. "Oh, Pada." He chuckled softly "If you become a successful weasel without your eyesight, then you are stronger than all of us, even me." Her black eyes lit up. "You think so?" She said gleefully "Oh thank you sir! I won't let you down!" She smiled up at him. Nesti dipped his head to Roan. "Now, go join your siblings in the nursery." Pada nodded and Roan guided her back to the nursery.

Patrol: Nesti
Hunting: Nesti
Training: n/a
Herb Hunting: n/a
Births: n/a
Mates: n/a
Servings: saving up
Other: Nesti asks for a Star Keeper

Cattuccino wrote:The border patrol has passed uneventfully.
Nesti has been granted a Star Keeper. This one's a fisher!

Legolas The Elf wrote:
Twilight Waters (will and fontmeme next post)
Total residents: 001.
Otters: 001.
Stoats: 001.
Badgers: 000.
Woodmice: 001.
Weasels: 000.
Doormice: 000.
Fishers: 000.

Ill put writing into a archive later.

POST LOG
Consumption
None this Tide.

Training
None this Tide.

Patrol 1
Urchin patrols the borders.

Patrol 2
Mira patrols the borders.

Hunting 1
Barnum and Mira Hunt.

Hunting 2
None this Tide

Request
Urchin requests an Omen Teller

Other
Is Mira a doormoyce or a woodmouse?
Also, if it’s ok, could you tell me the animal just in case?
Also Barnum’s image broke. He was a stoat .

Cattuccino wrote:Image fix: X Myra is actually a woodmouse.
Mira and Barnum find the 6th food item on your list, which would probably be 3 servings. remember to fill out your foods and their servings!
Mira's patrol returns uneventfully but Urchin finds a soldier! Species: Weasel.
Urchin is sent an Omen Teller! Species: Badger.

My gallery · by **dyingdinorat** » Wed Dec 19, 2018 12:15 pm

Cattuccino wrote:

MockSun wrote:
✧Asylum✧
Total residents: 01
Next Sky River visit: 2 posts
Next Coin Pool visit: 2 posts

(Going to start writing next post!)

Dragonfly visits the Sky River and asks for a Healer.

Cattuccino wrote:Dragonfly's stats: Bevy Stats
Hunting ✦✦✧✧✧
Fighting ✦✦✦✦✦
Herb knowledge ✦✦☆☆☆
Intelligence ☆☆✦✦✦
Socialization Stats
Understanding ☆☆☆✦✦
Kindness ☆☆✦✦✦
Dragonfly returns to Asylum with a Healer!
Stats:
Hunting ✦✦✧✧✧
Fighting ✦✦✦✦✦
Herb knowledge ✦✦✦✦☆
Intelligence ☆☆✦✦✦
Socialization Stats
Understanding ☆☆☆✦✦
Kindness ☆☆✦✦✦

librarycat wrote:

The Bevy Of The Fens
The Bevy of the Fens live, as their name would suggest, in the Fens: a wetland area in an approximation of Cambridgeshire, England. Their territory has a river, and their bavy makes their tunnels on an island in the middle of it.

Naming
Names are important to the bevy. They believe that spirits can steal you if they know your name. Pups are given their True Name by their mother, or the Healer if the mother is unable to Name them. This Name is kept secret from all but their mother and littermates, and later their partner. It is a collection of syllables that does not usually mean anything, so as to confuse the spirits.
For the first six moons of their life, they will not be given a Call name, but will be referred to by their mother's name and their position in the litter eg. Dawn's First; Shadow's Third; Apple's Only. This is partly due to high infant mortality.
At their Trainee Ceremony, they will be given a Call Name by their leader. It will be related to their mother's Call Name so Dawn's pups could be called Cloud or Dusk etc; Shadow's could be Dark or Bright etc; Apple's could be Tree, Oak, etc.
When they have completed their training, the pup chooses a Call Name. They spend the night after their ceremony Nameless, deciding. They must not speak to anything whilst they are Nameless, for they are vulnerable to spirits. The Name can be almost anything, although most go for nature names, something that shows a similar personality to them, or describe their colouring.
The entrusting of one's True Name to one's partner is usually done before or when the pair try for a litter. It's seen as really romantic, and an almost necessary part of the courtship.

The Spirits
The Bevy of the Fens are very supersticious when it comes to spirits and ghosts. They believe that spirits can steal bodies and minds. Because of this, there are several rituals that they perform to keep themselves safe. A mother will never give birth alone, but will have the help of a trusted (usually female) friend to guard for spirits. When meeting a stranger at night, do not make eye contact, but do not take your eyes off them. Running water keeps weak spirits away during the day. If you must travel at night, keep a stone from your home bevy with you at all times, to ground and protect you. Do not talk to things that sound like otters but do not look like otters, or that look like otters but do not sound like otters.
If there are worries that an otter has been taken by spirits, then they can be released by bathing in the Sky River under the moonlight, or by purifying them with specific flowers and plants, if the otter is too young to be taken out of the nest. If this doesn't work, usually the mother will change the otter pup's True Name, and the bevy will mourn the death of their old bevymate, but welcome the new one. If a spirit survives being purified, then it becomes a real otter and is no longer considered a spirit.

Cattuccino wrote:Your bevy has been founded! Stats:
Hunting ✦✦✧✧✧
Fighting ✦✦✦✦✦
Herb knowledge ✦✦☆☆☆
Intelligence ☆☆✦✦✦
Socialization Stats
Understanding ☆☆☆✦✦
Kindness ☆☆✦✦✦

My gallery · by **librarycat** » Thu Dec 20, 2018 3:48 am

Bevy Of The Fens
Number of otters: 1
Next visit to the Starry River: Now

He was being chased. Chased by something that could not be real, but certainly was there. The otter scrambled over logs and grass, his paws more suitable for water than land. Seeing a river, he dived into the water, only glancing back when he realised he didn't hear the creature splash into the water behind him. Water keeps them away. The otter was thankful for that, and allowed himself to bob in the water, glancing about for the thing that was following him. He couldn't see anything, but that didn't mean it wasn't still there.
After a couple seconds to get his breath back, the otter started to explore the river he'd thrown himself into. It was wide, steady, and he could see quite large islands. He wasn't as interested in those as he was the riverbed, which he thouroughly combed for shellfish, or something that he knew how to eat.
All the while, the otter was thinking. That creature, it had known his name. It had taken his name and warped it to it's own, probably nefarious, purpose. Now it knew his name and scent, it would be back. The scent he couldn't do to much about, but his name? He could change that, shuck it off like a shell and make a new one. One that would tell the thing that he was ready for it. To fight it if necessary. What was something that could strike fear into a spirit, though? If it was scared of the water, then... The otter thought of the scariest water he'd experienced.
The newly named Storm took stock of the area he was in, scouting around the edges of the river. There was no way he'd be able to keep the spirits away on his own though. He needed to make a proper bevy. Storm had heard about a place he could go to find more otters. A place blessed by the stars. The sea otter squeaked to himself, and headed off carefully towards the Sky River, keeping to the water as much as possible. Hopefully the stars would be able the help him.

Storm asks the Sky River for another otter (preferably a river otter)
Storm hunts

My gallery · by **eel.** » Thu Dec 20, 2018 4:40 pm

Twilight Waters (will and fontmeme next post)
Total residents: 005.
Otters: 001.
Stoats: 001.
Badgers: 001.
Woodmice: 001.
Weasels: 001.
Doormice: 000.
Fishers: 000.
Servings Needed: 2

Urchin started his day with a yawn and a groan. Last night had been a fiasco. Mira and Barnum had gone through some kind of fierce argument about a trick Barnum had pulled. And, to be honest, the Stoat was starting to push Urchin to his snapping point.

Sure Barnum could hunt and was fiercely loyal, but the Dtoat wouldn't stop with mind games and pranks that could end up hurting someone. Urchin needed it to stop, so his now never-ending head ache would stop.

He let out a shriek to gather the four members of his Bevy. They had acquired a Weasel named Oak for the past couple of days, and Oak wast starting to test Urchin's patience as well, for much the same reasons as Barnum. When the four were gathered, Urchin, who was opening his mouth to speak, was cut off by a rumbling growl. "Is this Twilight Waters?"

A small badger lumbered into view, his beady black eyes scanning the otter, the mouse,the stoat, and the weasel. "Answer?" He rumbled again.

Caught off guard, Urchin nodded. "'Tis us."

The badger smiled revealing sharp fangs. "I am Cleric. Sent by Sky River. Nice folks. To be your healer?"

Virgin's eyes widened. He had requested an Omen Teller! "That's great!" He grinned, revealing sharp little teeth of his own. "You'll have to go by something more fitting though.... like Starwatcher?" He suggested. The badger nodded. "I like that. Like it a lot."

POST LOG
Consumption
The Bevy consumes x1 Mussel this Tide.

Training
None this Tide.

Patrol 1
Urchin patrols the borders.

Patrol 2
Mira patrols the borders.

Hunting 1
Barnum and Oak hunt.

Hunting 2
None this Tide.

Request
Urchin requests an Omen Teller Sprout.

Other
None this Tide.

My gallery · by **inky.** » Fri Dec 28, 2018 7:01 pm

The Frostbitten

Number of Frostbitten
Total residents: 08.
Otters: 01.
Weasels: 06.
Stoats: 00.
Other: 01.
Next Sky River visit: Now
Next Coin Pool visit: Whenever

Vezda pushed his face next to Pada’s. The small pup shivered away from him but Roan nudged her forward. “Don’t be scared.” Vezda soothed “I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to see your eyes.” Pads reluctantly opened her eyelids, showing off two orbs of darkness. Jester shuffled beside his sister. “What’s he saying?” He murmured to his mother. But she didn’t answer, only resting a paw on his back and pulling him close as Vezda examined her daughter. Earlier, Jester has been diagnosed as deaf. Two of her pups were disabled and she didn’t want to believe it. Vezda stood up straight, looking down at Roan. “I’m sorry,” He murmured “she’s completely blind.” The mother hung her head and nodded. “Thank you Vezda.” She whispered turning around and herding her kits out of the hollow den. The Star Keeper placed a paw on her tail, holding her back. “There’s still use for them, Roan.” He told her “I’ll need a successor eventually. Jester or Pada could be one. However I can only have one. You have four moons to make a decision. I know you want your pups to be successful and live long lives. They will with my training. Let me know when you’ve made your choice.” He lifted his paw and Roan scurried outside with her pups, trying to hold back tears. What was she going to do?

Patrol: Nesti
Hunting: Nesti
Training: n/a
Herb Hunting: Vezda
Births: n/a
Mates: n/a
Servings: saving up
Other: how many posts do I have left until I have to start using servings?

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