[waverly,]

Buttermilk Adopts
Saving the world one bovine at a time!
Welcome to the mystical land of cows! Stay a while, take off your shoes and feel the soft grass beneath your toes. Cuddle up with a couple bovine and make yourself at home.. If you're lucky, one just might come home with you! Buttermilk Cows are tradable for other Buttermilk Cows, sellable, and also are giftable! There is no limit to how many you can own so feel free to fill your heart entirely of adorable Cattle and nothing else!

You must have joined the Buttermilk fan chat on Discord to try out for this Buttermilk!

owner: flurr,
discord name: flurr
name: Clarke

[suzu]

owner: suzu
discord name: suzu
name: pluviophile
personality:


pluviophile is just an actual billet-doux
she's the sweetest of out the bunch and will
do anything to put herself after others, she's
highly klutzy and doesn't really get to do things
right. she's very altruistic and optimistic.

pluviophile definition
pluviophile finds comfort in the rain when no one
else can actually provide the comfort she needs.

[seawoof]

owner: seawoof
discord name: seawoof
name:
personality:

[opti-mism]

owner: opti-mism
discord name: opti-mism
name: Rhea
personality: With a whimsical smile and a distant look in her eyes, Rhea spends her days under the shade of the benevolent birch trees that protect her favorite part of the pastures. To everyone, it's undeniable that she is so clearly a sense of paracosum. With baited breath, she drifts, her wanderlust carrying her unknowingly through realms she does not know. Anything can appear in her minds eye, from a thousand moons and stars, to a land composed of vines, woven in intricate designs. Her lost gaze often betrays her distance from the world around her, though when she's present within her own form, she's known to speak in strange phrases, though often meaning to be kind. To many, she is strange. But to her, though she may not be accepted in this world, there's infinate others that are all her own.

[feverrr]

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owner: flurr, ✦•✦ discord name: flurr ✦•✦ name: Clarke ✦•✦ gender: cow
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xxxxxxDespite what others assume based upon her soft, plush exterior, Clarke is anything but a gentle
soul. She is the ultimate lesson to not judge a book based on it's cover. Others tend to flock to her for
support and warmth, but receive quite the opposite. She's not an much of an explosion, but rather a
thick and choking presence resting like a ghost on your chest. She's cold and always deathly calm, in an
almost eerie way. She'll tell it like it is, even if she knows the other is so hopelessly naive that they'd
crumble under a truly honest answer. She takes pleasure in destroying others, be it metally or physically.
For such a petit figure, Clarke has a surprising amount of strength when she wants to harm someone.

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✦•✦ "Leave me alone." ✦•✦

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xxxxxxHer blunt way of speaking often makes her appear as just rude, or even brash. But she is neither. She is honest, unles it betrays her own secrets, and wouldn't dream of being rude. It just allows her to sink to other's own naive states. She much prefers to let people realize she's not interested in conversation naturally, and occasionally even enjoys tormenting them with mixed signals for a while, confusing them until they give up on her. Clarke lives in her own little paracosm, where she plays out situations in her mind, over and over, until her responses are memorized and she's fluent in the horrible truths, laced with necessary lies. Though she rarely has contact with another being, be it a bovine or a human, she is never lonely. She does not feel the craving for relationships with others, or the voice of someone else responding to her own. She simply has never cared for the thing. So, she fills her empty days with explorations in her head, an imaginary world where everything simply works itself out, in her own favour of coarse. Clarke doesn't fit anyone's stereotype for her; the naive, gentle cow who wants nothing more than to befriend all those around her, and spend her days in contented silence. She is instead someone who would gladly crush your dreams, with a grin on her face, and puts extra effort into seeming innocent, even while saying things only a villain would think of.
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✦•✦ "You gave me no choice.." ✦•✦

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xxxxxxBut Clarke isn't soulless; she has feelings, though the masquerade she builds her life upon heavily suggests otherwise. And she can most definitely be tricked into loving. When she sees something as a challenge, she goes for it, and will refuse to take "No." for answer. If you're anywhere near as distant as her, and push others away as much, she'll do her best to get to you. She'll show real emotion, and often shocks others into befriending her. So she isn't a monster without a heart; rather, a monster with one. She will still be insensitive at times, and even come off as a threat still, but if any is mischievous enough to trick her into caring, she'd honestly do her best to destroy anything that threatens them, and she can pack quite a punch. She doesn't become sentimentally attached to things or people easily, but when she does, it's deeply rooted and a connection impossible to shatter. Be it a pebble she stumbled upon that reflected her magnificent form and caught her attention, or a feather she found - or ripped - from one of the barn owls living within the shadowy hayloft of the stable. Those willowy souvenirs are likely her favourite to collect, and the barn hands don't pick up on it as often, as it's not uncommon for the birds of prey to be found taking off from anywhere in the flowery meadow as a cow nears. She's even accumulated a questionable amount of scars under her fur from owls fighting back.
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✦•✦ "Love is weakness." ✦•✦

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✦•✦ "...Maybe life should be about more than just surviving." ✦•✦

storing art here till her page is finished: by myself (not linked), by MusePony, by cupcake frosting, by amnybab.

[Butter Dragon]

owner:
Butter Dragon

discord name:
Butter Dragon

name:
Jouska
noun ;; a hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.

personality:
{I hope its okay that it is in story form but it shows the main traits of her personality!}
Written by ❤Rosette❤

Her head is filled with cluttered thoughts and perpetually swirling ideas, a colorful array of stories and worlds flowing forth from her mind like diluted paint.
Her thoughts? Focused mainly on the prospect of finding her "one true love." Her starfire eyes always scanning, always desperately searching for her very own
prince charming.

Though even on those rare occasions that she finds someone suitable, someone she finds herself hopelessly drawn to, she shies away and keeps to herself, deciding to focus on spinning a wild tale of what could have been. A delightful fairy tale of chivalry and charisma, of romantic billets-doux from a dozen different lovely bulls, a terribly unrealistic story in which she hardly has to lift a hoof to gain attention from bulls.

Ahh, billet-doux. Love letter. A classy way to court females, especially in Jouska's opinion.
What a wonderful word, one that our poor little cow will never experience lest she ever makes a move.
Which brings us to her now, gazing longingly at an attractively buff male chatting away with a group of beautiful cows. Delighted thoughts spring up through her consciousness, beckoning her to try.

Go talk to him. Say hello, tell him a story, pick him a flower.
Those voices and thoughts are what fills her with hope, the thing that nudges her to her feet and leads her a few steps towards her bachelor. A bloom tucked adorably behind her ear, and another gripped carefully in her teeth, a story already unfolding in her head and a cheerful greeting dancing on her lips.
Until, just a few paces away from the edge of the forest, a sinister voice whispers:
Don't do it. You'll embarrass yourself, he'll find you naïve, bulls don't care for blossoms.

And then, succumbing to those nagging doubts skirting 'round the edge of her mind, the lovely cow will again retreat to her patch of floral forest to think.
And think she will, those whimsical stories and creative concepts interweaving together to form a comforting blanket to cower behind, pretending not to care at all. Though she really does, and always will, and knows deep down in her gut that she is lying to herself by feigning aloofness. Which is when a wild and crazy plan will begin to form itself in her head, an insanely improbable string of actions that is sure to land her nowhere, right?

Which is when another handsome bull will stroll on by her splotch of lush woods,
and feeling emboldened from that developing plan,
she'll stand up, toddle forward, and say:
"Greetings! My name is Jouska, and I like to create stories. Care to be a part of mine?"

She'll immediately regret it, feeling herself to be a failure, and will divert her striking gaze just as the bull starts to reply.
"To join you on your life tale?" he'll inquire, and with a brightening smile, he'll add:
"I'd be delighted to."

Who knew bliss could come as such a shock?

[certified]

owner:
CertifiedFreak1620
discord name:
Certified
name:
Teagan Sterling
personality:
Teagan was finifugal. If you don't know what that means, it means she hates endings. Do you know how she took care of it? She would read the ending first and go read from the beginning. Now, this didn't always work for things like billet-doux's. Those are love letters. She often finds herself frustrated with them and avoids them at all costs. With conversations, she can barely hold them. Due to this hatred, she often finds herself alone and with books. Though she despises books because of... you guessed it, endings.
Ironic, right?

[kortico]

owner: slit
discord name: slit-cs
name: moth
personality:
moth is very...unique. having a rocky start in life as a calf when she was separated
from her mother much too young and shipped off to an unknown land, moth found
it very hard to connect to others. well- no, she found it hard to get them to connect
to her. the other calves were older than her, bigger than her. they thought her weird
and ignored her, or taunted the poor young calf. because of this history, moth has
grown up to be incredibly finifugal. she has moved from farm to farm her whole life
and it has begun to be a town story of how she turns from a calm, sweetheart of a
cow to a heartbreaking frightened beast, bellowing from within the trailer and
drenched in sweat when pulled from the other females she might have befriended.
moth knows no one but herself in this world yet continues to cling to any ounce of
kindness and friendship shown to her.

[xXIgnisXx]

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❥owner: xXIgnisXx
❥discord name: Ignis
❥name: Rey
❥personality: Rey is an older cow who is young at heart, still loving to run and jump around the pasture from time to time as many calves do. At times, Rey likes to imagine a paracosm where she can eat all the candy, specifically peppermints and lifesavers, she wants without getting sick and other cows and bulls don't judge her for her child like behavior. Aside from being a bit child like, Rey loves to snuggle, be rubbed...practically anything where she is being positive attention from humans- to the point she will roll around in mud and get all dirty just so somebody will groom her.

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[VixenGlass]

are extras and prettying up aloud?