[Yugi]

Username;; RedFur1322
Name;; Lysandre
Gender;; Male

Roses and pretty colors for this little owl.

I'm doing a "Pseudo FCFS" this time. First 5 people to post a completed form will have their chance to win this Star Seeker. Requirements are a GIF of a flower and a written short story.

Writing portion is a minimum of 100 words, but you are allowed to write as much as you want. Do remember that you're racing against other people though! The story can be about anything you want, as long as it is about the Star Seeker.

I'm looking for a creative short story (as creative as one can get in such a short period, aha~)

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Username;;
Name;;
Gender;;
Flower GIF;;
Short Story;; (100 words minimum, can go over requirement; can be about anything as long as it pertains to the Star Seeker!)


[Everfree Luna]

Username;; Everfree Luna
Name;; Violett
Gender;; female
Flower GIF;;
Short Story;; (100 words minimum, can go over requirement; can be about anything as long as it pertains to the Star Seeker!)

"Vi...it's to dangerous" my mother says with sorrow in her eyes as I look up at the sky above me.
"I have to. It's my duty. To become a warrior I must be brave."
It's been a dream of mine, to fight for my kind. The forest isn't all that great of a place. I give my mom one last nuzzle before slipping off into the night sky above me. Now where was i going to go?
I spotted a few owls soaring not to far away. as a could see if they knew anything. I began to beat my wings faster as I approched the flock. "Hi! I'm Violett. Do you by chance know where the battling grounds are?" I shout to a very old looking owl. He turns his torn face to me and snarls "Eastern ahead of the oak trees. You won't last long there. What's a pretty female like you even doing out here?" He says coldly. "I'm becoming a warrior. So you better watch your P's and Q's" I sass back before heading his direction. It was getting to early dawn before I finally found the oak forest. I stopped to eat a few bugs before finding the entrence to the battleing grounds. I approach the gates confidently, not letting the gruff owls get my hopes down.
"What do you think your doing?" The gate guard asks while stopping me to a halt. "I'm battleing now please let me in."
The guard grunts as he opens the gates.
A dozen faces turn to mine. And they don't look very friendly.
Something takes me to the ground from behind. "Pin er down" a male shouts.
Suddenly the owls part like the seas as a large grey owl steps through. He looks straight at me with disappointment in his eyes. I knew that face. That face I had spent many days with. The face...of
my father.

[The Worst Username]

Username;; BlackLabrador
Name;; Matteo
Gender;; male
Flower GIF;; here, I hope cactus flowers are okay

Short Story;; (100 words minimum, can go over requirement; can be about anything as long as it pertains to the Star Seeker!)
a nest, old and used, sits in front of me. I look down at it with just my good eye. It's pretty, I suppose, in the pale starlight that now washes over the forest; overgrown with roses and moss too. The builder is long gone and for just a second I wonder who they were.
Something flashes just inside of my mind, a flare, a flame rising from the cesspit at the back of my brain I don't want to think about.

Probably everyone has things they don't want to think about, but does anyone feel like this? I'm probably being irrational. Yes, very irrational. Push it back, push it back, I beg myself.

I flutter down to the nest and immediately feel stupid. Only hatchlings and nesting parents sit in these. I want to leave, but some part of my mind pleads with me to stay. I believe it's the same part that sends up another flare, and then I see his face. Not in reality though, just in my mind.

I don't want to think about him. Not now, not while I'm trying to hunt and have no time for grieving. Yet he remains happily chirping in my most recent memory of him, before it happened. I don't want to think about it or him. We lived in a nest like this; it was covered in plants and high in a tree.

I start to think about him, then of course I think about it. I can't stop it, that one night. We were out to early. It was too light out. We were in the human's hunting areas. Prey was scarce. We were desperate.
It was too light out. I was behind a tree, listening for mice. It was too light out. I heard his squawk. It was too light out. I whipped around, he plummeted towards the forest floor from high in the sky, that squawk -
"Stop thinking about it!" I holler at myself, kicking the nest off the branch. It falls apart as it goes downwards. As for me, I fly away.

(Note: sorry, that was pretty bad. I'm tired and in a hurry.)

[RedFur1322]

Username;; RedFur1322

Name;; Lysandre

Gender;; Male

Flower GIF;;


Short Story;;
Beating my wings was the easy part. Looking away from the home I had known for all my life... That was the heard part.
Each time my feathered wings pushed me forward, a flower petal fell into the darkness below. The snow covered each pink petal almost instantly, and the flowers attached to me started to frost over. I flew and flew. But what was I flying from?
My life was a strange one. As a kid, I lost my eye to a predator during an exploration with my dad. I love flowers; Many thought they were for girls. I had my own ideas, however. I took pink roses, my favorite color, and put it in my eye, my wing, all over my body. I would fly by my residence, passing other seekers who stared in awe at the majesty of the blue owl with the flower eye.
Sadly, this was short lived.
Our life changed for the worse when a snow storm ripped through out home. The pine tree that reached torwards the stars was the tallest in the forest, but it was old and twisted. The blizzard rushed forward, knocking our tree over and leaving us stranded in the harsh weather. At this piont in my life, it was just me, my sister and my mother. My mother did not make the fall without consequences, breaking her wing. My sister flew off into the storm. We were soon surrounded by hungry predators waiting to feed. My mother told me to fly, and I flew forward, despite the odds, and as fast as I could beat my wings to the storm. I heard my mom screech. After a while, I felt my flowers frost and wilt. My wings grew tired, and the storm showed no signs of stopping. I closed my eyes and pushed forward.

Finally, the storm stopped, but it had done it's damage. I swerved into the floor, exhausted beyond belief. My flowers, dead and crumbled, fell off of me. I stay there, unmoving, for days. Closing my eyes was now the easy part; the pain of losing the last of my family had blown away with the storm. Now I lay, expecting my own doom to come forward. Closing my eyes, I felt the cold engulf me, and my mind swirl.

I awoke to a sound of rustling. My first thought was that a predator had finally come to feast. I felt weak and deafeted. I sat up, a hard thing to do in my state. My one eye was blurry, making it hard to see. A figure stood before me. As my vision cleared, I though that Mother had come back from the dead. I couldn't believe my eyes when my sister approached me, her loving eyes worried for my wellfare. "Are you ok, Lysandre? I saw you snd mother... in the storm..." She looked away, her pain clear in her voice. I stumbled over and nodded. "I am more focused in you. Are you ok? Where did you go?" I question, curious to see why she has returned for me. My sister looked up and shuffled her wings, revealing a group,of pink roses imbedded in her feathers. She extended her wing, offering me the roses. "Mother wanted you to have these. I know you had your own, but before the storm, Mother gave these to me, expecting that she would not make the storm. She wanted you to have something to remember her by." Lysandre's sister put the pink rosed in his feathers. I stood in awe, my mouth gaping. She had not only predicted her death, but got these for me! My sister nodded at me and spread her wings. "I must go now, brother. Just know that if you ever need me, I am always willing to help. Plus, you always have mother." She gestured towards the pink rose in my eye. I stroked it as she flew away. I felt rejuvinated, alive, and ready to explore the world and start my own life. Shooting upwards, I spread my wings and flew into the white wilderness. I felt my mother's presence besides me as I flew off into a hew start and a new life.

[Yugi]

Still opened for 2 more forms!

This will end tomorrow, whether or not 2 other forms are submitted.

[Yugi]

Closing this for judging ^^)/

[Yugi]

Alright, not going to lie, this was definitely a hard contest to judge. Everyone who entered had a very intriguing story, and I thoroughly loved reading through each and every one of them. Thank you all for entering this try out. Before I announce the winner, I just wanted to go over and highlight what I liked about your forms, because really, everyone who entered did very well!

Everfree Luna;; I loved the rose GIF that you chose; it suits the owl very well. I love how you included Violett's personality inside the writing. The story had me on edge and wanting more, especially at the very end; I wanted to know what had happened between her and her father.

BlackLabrador;; I didn't think anyone would choose a GIF with cactus flowers, so that made me pretty happy. It's a very pretty GIF as well, so thank you for linking to that! The story itself was well written, and I did find myself sympathizing with Matteo throughout the whole thing. I don't think it was badly written at all ^^)b I really do want to know who was the "him" that Matteo kept on thinking about.

RedFur1322;; Another very pretty floral GIF~! I was surprised at how lengthy your story was; it was a bold move to go well over the 100 minimum limit. I felt myself unable to pull away from reading through Lysandre's story. I liked how you had a small explanation on why he had flowers that decorated his body, primarily his eye. The story had powerful emotion run through the whole thing.

I would award you all a Star Seeker if I could with all the effort and hard work each and every one of you put into your story. However, I can choose only one winner.

With all that said, I would like to congratulate RedFur1322! Your bold move to write 700+ words paid off in the very end; I really liked your story and the short explanations on how the Star Seeker's appearance is the way that it is. I will add you to the Star Seeker right away, so if you plan on adding any accessories to him, you may.

Once again, thank you all for trying out. I wish you all the best of luck in any future try outs!

[RedFur1322]

oh my goodness, really? I can't believe it! Thank you so much! <3 I love this species and I am super happy to own Lysandre! I am glad you liked my story; I tend to be bad with my writing nwn'
Thank you so much again! I cannot wait to doodle him and show him some love >v< Ah, I am so excited!

[Yugi]

oh my goodness, really? I can't believe it! Thank you so much! <3 I love this species and I am super happy to own Lysandre! I am glad you liked my story; I tend to be bad with my writing nwn'
Thank you so much again! I cannot wait to doodle him and show him some love >v< Ah, I am so excited!

Aha, yes~ And no problem!

I can't wait to see little Lysandre around the community forums cx