~Goennec~ Round: Closed

[Tiikeria]

| Goennec Pen # |
3

| Name |
Arwel (At birth)
Prominent (Welsh)

Cameo (After adoption)
Shadow Portrait (Greek)

| How would you use him |
Cameo will be a much loved kid, and later ram, in my story. I have been eying him for so long, and could never get a story to come to me. That is, until tonight. He will join his "mother" (in my story), Kivuli, in the struggling herd he was born into. His story will be told in the series I am planning using the characters I have adopted, which also includes Kivuli. He will gain art when I have the pets to do so, and never be forgotten. He will also receive a page of his own on my new site as soon as it's up.

| Define your Goennec |

| Personality |
Disconnected. Disjointed. Restless. I never felt comfortable in my own skin. My own personality. I'm full of contradictions. Loud and quiet, calm and excitable, serious and goofy. It was if I was two different goennecs, but I was only one, no more. Some of my fellow herd members thought I had something known as "multiple personality disorder." I don't. There is only me. The contradiction. Who am I?

| Likes |
Order
Even when I was young, I liked order, unlike the others my age. I liked cleanliness, tidiness. I don't like being dirty. I don't like being around those who are dirty. It's not a snob thing, it's just I can't stand it.

Stars
As a kid, I would always sit with my mother and look at the stars above. She would point out my favorites, like Anang, the Goennec Warrior, or the Tiger's Tail, a light stripe that streaks across the sky. According to mythology, some of the first creatures called it the "Milky Way." I could sit for hours and listen to my mother's stories; sometimes, even though she is gone, I still do.

Truth
I don't see the need to lie. The truth will come out eventually, so why not save yourself the pain? Save yourself the humiliation? Hiding the problem never solves them.

| Dislikes |
The Unknown
I don't like not knowing something. I like knowing what's going on. I like knowing the answer. Hiding something from me just makes me angry. And I will stop at nothing to find out the truth.

Feeling Disconnected
I don't like feeling as I do, where I feel like I am two in one. I want that feeling of wholeness. That feeling of being one. That feeling of not being a contradiction. But I also feel like something is holding me back. Someone is hiding something.

| Song |
Restless Heart Syndrome by Green Day

| Story |
I've got a really bad disease
It's got me begging
On my hands and knees
Take me to the emergency
'Cause something seems to be missing...

Have you ever felt like you weren't whole? Like something was missing? Like an entire part of your life was held back from you, and you were just living the aftermath? Probably not, huh? It always just seems to be me. Then again, not many beasts can say that a major part of their life was kept from them. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

My name is Cameo. Or, at least, so I thought. You can also call me Arwel, if you prefer. Don't worry, you'll understand the two different names soon. I'm a bit bad at this storytelling thing, huh?

Anyway, I was born to a ewe in our fledgling herd a few seasons ago. I was one of three kids that year, and only I and another survived this far. The war has had many casualties, even when you declare neutrality. My mother claimed I was the son of a soldier, a real fighter. I never really got close to my father, as he was much more interested in the war than in his kid. He left the season after my birth to join a fighting herd. I never saw him again.

My mother continued to raise me, she taught me right from wrong and all the normal things goennec mothers taught their young. However, I never felt connected to her. Yes, she was my mother, and I loved her, but I always felt like something wasn't right. I knew from a young age she was hiding something from me, but, I didn't care then.

It was around a season when I started showing the strange personality that would cause a stir in the herd. I was inconsistent, and they didn't like that. I wasn't normal. I wasn't like them. Mentally, there was nothing wrong with me. It was just my personality that put them off. My personality would differ one day to the next. One day, I would be quiet and obedient, the next a loud rebel. Even I didn't understand it, and I still don't, though it has calmed since then.

It was also around this time that an older ewe started to spark my interest. Her name was Kivuli, apparently, and, as my mother told me, she lost her sanity due to the loss of her only kid, who would have been my age. I was fascinated by her story, and she seemed fascinated by me. I could always catch her staring at me, watching me. It should have been unnerving, but, in fact, it was more comforting.

I was one and a half seasons old before I finally approached the crazy ewe, wanting to know why she watched me like she did.

"My son...why do you haunt me...?" her broken voice filled my ears, and her words filled my brain with questions.

"I am not your son. Is that why you watch me? I look like the son you lost?" I questioned, sitting before her. She watched me with glassy eyes, her mind not fully intact.

"My little Arwel. Why did you leave me, my son? He did this, didn't he? He took you from me. But I took him away from this world. I avenged you, my son. Why do you still haunt me?"

I listened to her insane rambling, my mind stuck on one name, Arwel. Why did that name seem to strike a chord with me? I had never known Kivuli's lost son's name, so why did it sound so familiar? And what was she talking about, "avenging" her son? Had someone died for a natural cause? I knew I wasn't going to get those answers from Kivuli herself. She could barely speak coherently when ranting, let alone when truly questioned. I knew of one person that could give me the answers I sought.

"Mother."

She raised her old head, giving me a tired smile, "Yes, my son? Come, sit with me."

I did as she asked, sitting beside her, watching her. I knew it was nearly her time. She had been at the end of her prime when she bore me; she didn't have much longer, so I needed my answers now.

"Mother, I think I know why Kivuli is so interested in me."

"Oh?" she yawned quietly, "Why is she so interested?"

"I'm her son. Or so she thinks," I said, watching my mother's reaction. Her head had lifted, her eyes serious and dark, watching me. I got my answer then. This was the secret they had hidden from me. This was why I felt like two instead of one. This was why I felt no true connection to the ewe I called my mother.

I was Arwel. And Arwel was me.

I was Kivuli's son.

"Why?" was all I could ask, watching my "mother" with the same penetrating stare Kivuli used on me. My mother lowered her head.

"We wanted to protect you. She was losing her mind when you were born; obsession and dreams that could never happen were filling her brain with lies. We watched her with you for a few suns, before we acted. We had to save every kid we could, or we wouldn't survive. I took you in as my own, and we convinced the ewe that her kid had been stillborn. It only proved to send her deeper into madness." she looked up at me, her eyes sad, "You were never meant to know, my Cameo."

"My name is Arwel."

Those were the last words I spoke to the ewe that raised me. She passed in the night; some elders believe it was the heartbreak of her adopted son, her only kid, denying his mother. I never denied her. I simply corrected her. However, I do believe it was heartbreak. Heartbreak of being seen as a liar to her son. I love my mother, the one who raised me; I will never love Kivuli in that way, despite it being her blood that ran through my veins.

But now I had my peace. I understood now. I was Cameo, the loud, crazy and rebellious adolescent; but I was also Arwel, the quiet, forgotten, obedient kid that never got a chance to live. I know who I am now. I am both.

Now you understand the need for two names. I cannot be one without the other. Neither can exist without the other.

I am Cameo. I am Arwel.

I am one. I am two.

I am me.

I think they found another cure
For broken hearts and feeling insecure
You'd be surprised what I endure
What make you feel so self-assured?

You're a victim of the system
You are your own worst enemy

[Desmond]

2'3"
Naturally Colored
No Abnormalities
Goennec Pen #:
1

Name:
Xiao Hong [Chinese, "Morning Rainbow"]
changed later to:
Zi [Chinese, "Graceful/Beautiful"]

How would you use him/her:
Naturally, she'll be joining my herd of Goennecs on their mad and twisted road to gain peace and prosperity in their general area. She will be one of five females, and the only one immediately of age to fight over and breed with among my males. She will serve as a further social distraction and the bane of Katili's existence, what with her constant reminders that she can, in fact, carry, and does her best to not do so- though she sometimes fails.
She will be drawn, of course- though I have found that all of my drawings of my Goennecs end up in notebooks that never get online- as well as written about in my next attempt at NaNoWriMo and possibly introduced into the RP, if I find that she will help revive the forum.

Define your Goennec:
Personality:
Seducing. Zi has no qualms about seducing rams, as long as it all ends up in her favor.
Manipulative. Not one to settle, Zi will manipulate those she has "wrapped around her hoof"- as she says- into doing various things to improve her life.
Demanding. Known for her wild hissy fits and temper tantrums, most intelligent Goennecs will turn tail and run when she does not get her way.
Convincing. Her persuasion skills are unmatched; she often convinced herself that what she does is right, even when it is morally and traditionally wrong.
Resourceful. Not only is Zi physically resourceful with rudimentary "technology"- such as drinking water from leaves when not near the river- she is mentally and verbally resourceful, able to combat most jibes with a comment twice as vicious.

Likes:
Obedience. As far as she's concerned, she is the leader of the young rams, and so she loves it when they obey her.
Love. Though she hates the typical "fairy tale" love, she loves the act of love, and the effect it has on her "minions". It gives her power... and she's thoroughly addicted.
Tormenting other ewes. Zi knows she has something that the others don't have, and so she flaunts it whenever she can in their faces- even though she doesn't quite know what that "something" is, yet.
The dark. In the dark, no one can see her cry herself to sleep, wondering if the path she's chosen will damn her or save her.

Dislikes:
Her previous name. She hates her given name; upon leaving her mother's side, she renamed herself with something she felt was much more suitable, and changed her personality to completely fit it.
Her shadow. Of all the fears, Zi is afraid of her own shadow. She does her best to keep her head high and not look at it, or stick to the shade and tell herself that, if it isn't seen, it doesn't exist.
Solitude. Zi has slight abandonment issues, but hides it with promiscuity. Being alone makes her feel powerless and unwanted.
Dull moments. Zi loves having some action in her life, be it wooing her next victim or forcing him into submission. Stagnancy irks her greatly.

Background:
"My beautiful girl... my morning rainbow... how absolutely gorgeous you are, baby...."
Voices. I remember them. My mother and father... or at least, what I imagine they sounded like... I've sense forgotten, throwing that part of me away, like they did to me. I wasn't their little baby once I grew up. I wasn't their morning rainbow... I wasn't anything. Just another damn member of the herd to compete against for food, water and shelter.

Born Xiao Hong, she was a spirited little ewe that loved anyone and everything with all of her heart. When her father completely lost interest in her mother, though, she became embittered, growing into a rebellious "teenager" of the herd. When her mother all but abandoned her, she left her name behind, becoming Zi... and that which everyone knows Zi to be.

They were watching me. I gave them a seductive look, my groomed tail moving to show off just how... available I was. I don't know what came over me, but I felt the light of power on me... while they were looking at me, I was the only thing they could think of. They weren't thinking about that twit, Celestina. Or that she-devil, Katili. No... me, and only me.

She learned that she had a power over the minds of rams... her appeal would drive other ewes out of their minds almost instantly, and she bent their wills to do her bidding. She was especially fond of Secretariat, whose Plane-Swapping she used to her advantage before convincing him, in a poisoned and weakened state, that he had imagined her abuse. She promptly left him to heal, filing away all of the times they had pleasured one another in the back of her mind. She did this often, all but wiping their memories after finishing with each ram- though none were as amusing as he was.

It was the nightmares that made me afraid. That feeling of being alone... with only my shadow... I became afraid of it. It was mocking me... telling me I deserved to be alone for what I'd done. But I wanted love. I wanted pleasure. I wanted to be drunk with power galore, with nobody raising against me... but no. No. I wanted a challenge each and every day. I wanted to slowly conquer... become queen in my own right. I looked forward to it.

Zi resolved her own destiny. She decided that she would not form a sudden coup, but take power by seducing rams. The only ewes that she was ever worried about weren't strong enough for Rannoch and Lazuli's bulk, in her mind, and so she planned her scheme carefully around them, not knowing one of the pair was homosexual, and the other did not know quite how to react to sex appeal. She reasoned that the young rams would be more fit than the older ones, which would eventually die off and leave her in control. She had no need to fight- which she never really mastered, leaving her floating between Peasant and Soldier class-, which perfectly suited her.

I loved hearing my name on their tongues. Each one of them... wonderful lovers in their own right. I was lucky to not find myself with child each time I bedded with someone... it was by a saving grace that I ended up with the few that I did have. Kids were not part of the plan... they wasted time, and they allowed the rams to turn their attentions away. I threw them to the nannies when they were born... I couldn't take care of them. I was too busy. I regret that now, I suppose... but there's no use in desiring to change the past.

Zi became a courtesan to the male (and some female) population in the herd. She loved the act, and especially the devoted look in the recently-unmade-virgin rams' eyes. She "gave experience" in exchange for loyalty, requiring that her many lovers participate in the Siv and leave their pregnant mates and harems to return to her... and that, they did. Rams vied for the chance to mate with her during the Siv, but she would always refuse to mate until she was sure that she would not conceive. Babies were nothing but unnecessary obstacles to her, and she sent them away as soon as they were born to return to her regular lifestyle. She never knew that one of her children was stillborn from the abuse she gave her body, another was Affected, and a third was drowned in the river by Katili's most infamous trap.

My first child... I actually remember his birth. Not because of him- Kam, no. I remember it because my sire approached me... he wanted to know somethings about the daughter that he left behind. He called me by my old name, begging me to understand, and to greet him properly. I didn't know what he was talking about, then. Properly? What? Was I supposed to go down on him? Did he want for me to- ugh, disgusting... and that stupid name... I wasn't his little morning rainbow anymore. Never really had been. He left me. He left that little Xiao Hong to hang, to starve, to die in his memory. I am Zi.

Zi met her father only once after he left her and her mother, and she'd happily forget him if she could. He disgusted her, especially with his attempts to sway her from the life she had been leading up to that point. He didn't approve... but she didn't care. She refused to call him "father", preferring the disconnected title "sire", to match his denial of her new name and her disinterest in the entire encounter. Her lack of respect toward the herd traditions hinders her with the older rams, because she really does not know- nor care to know- how to properly greet someone without trying to seduce them. In her herd, it is typically the ram's job to teach his children traditions, but Zi's was not around to do so.

Pregnancy's annoying. At least for me. How could I bring in more rams when I had been knocked up by one already? I was always so fat... so useless... time and life was wasted each time that life formed in my belly to sap me of my essence. I wanted to find a way to get rid of the burdens. I experimented with poisonous plants, using the small doses of potentially harmful ones that I used when I washed out my rams' minds. Sometimes, it worked- the little parasite would die, and I'd pass it as normal waste. Usually... it didn't. I ended up sick multiple times, and the child grew as normal.

Zi, ever resourceful, tried to find a "natural" way to abort her fetuses that she could rely on, only to "find" a hit-and-miss procedure that she only thought worked. She never really got the hang of the mixture, though she convinced herself multiple times that she had gotten rid of it, when she wasn't really carrying at all- she had only convinced herself of the fact that she was with child, and that she'd gotten rid of it. Her convincing skills are undeniably infallible, especially when she's convincing herself.

It came as a shock when the rams disappeared. Why? Where'd they go? Lazuli was gone... his useless brother was left in the Primacy, and Aussie wasn't there to protect him when the eagle swooped down and took his life. Chaos... the only ones left in the herd were the Peasant ewes, and though I had bedded with a couple of the desperate ones, they were, in general, unconquered. Fate? Oh, I'd love to think it looked so kindly on me.

Oblivious to the world around her, Zi never realizes that a war is brewing until the rams and soldier ewes disappear to fight. She's one of the few left under Lazuli's brother's watch, and one of two that went out to check if he was dead. Upon finding his severed head, Zi was the one that announced his passing, and that she would take his place. Only Katili challenged her authority, but she backed down, knowing that it wasn't worth the effort; the rams would return and provide the show for her. Zi ruled the herd for a month, before Katili's prediction came true.

Aussie's great horned head was lowered before me, not in any sort of worshipful bow... no, the was the position of a ram ready to fight. Blood still stained his fur, those doleful blue eyes staring through me in a warning.... He wanted me to back down. He didn't want to fight, or maim, or kill. He wanted peace, for once. I backed out. I wouldn't win, not against a ram that had been through Hell and back. Besides, I could always try to seduce him as well... and I must have, because he gave me a position of power.

Upon Aussie's return, Zi was challenged and backed out of the fight. He, however, found her ability to keep order in the herd rather astounding, and made a new leadership place for her. She became Princess, which gave only temporary control over the herd when he and his chosen Prince were out of range. She did not have to fight like the Prince, but she could not challenge for the Prime position, and she was forced to obey the ruling of the Prime and Prince. It wasn't ideal, but Zi, with her uncanny ability to persuade herself, was happy.

[corgie]

Goennec Pen #: 6
Name: Bluejay ; Called Jay mostly though
Nickname: Jay
Gender: Female
Age: Little over a year
How would you use him/her: As a beloved character, and a RP character { I would enter her in the RP }. I'd also draw her the most <3 I will try not to collect dust since I have not the best pets to pay for art but I will try my hardest to get her wonderful art, maybe even my dreamie.
Define your Goennec:
Like both of her parents she has good genes, but like her father her coat color is barley natural and needs careful breeding if ever to be breed. She is quite a happy female and enjoys running around the fields, feeling the air on her fur.
Song:
I really think this song fits her. I hope we are allowed to post this, I mainly trying to show her personality and describe her.
Firework - Katy Perry
Personality:
Jay is very curious and highly intelligent, like her mother. She is also usually very quiet, calm and laid back, and gentle. She perfers to stick to grass shoots and other greens not eating insects but she will if she has too. Sometimes though she can be very talkitive and loud annoying the other herd members. She is also bubbly and sometimes, out of sorts or just sad. Though she is a very true pure heart and is a wonderful friend. Though sometimes she is a bit extra cautious or making a big deal of small things. She is a daydreamer usually just imagining always. She usually makes up stories some are good yet some are bad, but she doesn't care she daydreams. Jay is also very strong minded and willing, she will do anything to prove she is right and show the truth even if she gets hurt or in trouble, but she doesn't care because the truth always counts not the lies and hurting feelings of guilt stuck inside you.
Art:
{ made from my last form, posting here I will make much better art for her later }
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Likes:
Light , Fireflies , running , care , believing , daydreaming ,

Dislikes:


Poems on her and what she sees:


Home
Wind in my fur
Softness to touch
Grass on my paws
My tails
I'm home
I'm home
Here I belong
Since this is my herd
I'm home
I'm home
Grass so bright
Sky so pretty
At night the fireflies
Come out to play ~
I sleep I dream
In my land
I'm home
And I always will be


Fireflies
Dancing Lights
In the midnight sky
Twinkle around
I touch them
Feeling there warmth
Hearing there buzzing
FireFlies
FireFlies
They twinkle around me
The stars lean down
Leading them
To touch my nose
As the flutter around
And blink in the moonlight

Spring is here
Flowers are blooming
I'm so excited
Spring is finally coming
The bugs and bees
Coming out to play
The Fireflies out at night
The trees grow back
And sweetness is in the air
Spring is hear
Flowers are blooming
The birds are returning
Songs fill the air
Spring is finally here



Dew
Shining glossy all morning
Sweetness fills the air
Sunlight shines and burns it off
Dew
Dew on the grass
the leaves, the bushes
shining so bright


Believe
Light flickers around me
Darkness encloses
I struggle
I fall
Limp as my body is
As much hope is lost
I don't give up
I just
just...
Believe


The sun is gone
First a beautiful day
Then a horrible nightmare
The large darkness stole the sun

Not a glimse left
Soon though it came back
It's golden power shone through the darkness

Defeating it forever
But yet again it happened
The darkness swallowed the sun

The rays disappeared
The golden warmth gone
The world turned cold
When the sun was gone

Bluejay
Blue and black markings
With a nice touch of white
Cawing in the sight
Of another Bluejay
Practicing it's flight
It's skills in hunting
But always comes back
No broken, not hurt , not sad
Just Blue



Short Story:
{ In her own eyes ; The eyes of a Goennec }

Sunlight fills my eyes, I yawn most of the snow has melted and bird chatter and singing fills the air. Like music, so many tunes and whistles. The fish jumping through the stream and the flowers bloom. I can hear the buzzing of bees, and the flapping wings of butterflies as they drink the flowers. The sun is bright, and the sky is blue '' Spring is finally coming '' I thought smiling to myself. The grass is softer, and wet the dew is shining on the grass. I nibble a bit before standing up and stretching. Shaking myself I run around through the fields and flowers as pollen spreads through the air.

~

I smile to myself and trot through the fields, my paws and hooves get wet from the shining dew. My father is grazing in the fields alongside my mother who is laying down. I run over to my father BlueBird and smile at him ' Hi Daddy ! '' I say, he looks over at me and smiles and nuzzles me '' Why hello there BlueJay, peaceful morning isn't it? '' He says back. I nod in agreement before asking my mom is she wants to run with me, she yawns and tells my dad too. '' Ready to race ? '' He says a grin spread across his face, I nod and we are off. Its easy at first, I'm much faster than him but he caught up to me it got close but I managed to beat him in one quick second.

~

He smiled at me and nodded '' Good Race '' I smile '' Yes daddy, a perfect race '' I say as I sit down looking at the lands. Questions fill my mind I tilt my head before asking him '' Daddy, how long does the land go? '' he thinks for a second and replies '' Why I don't know sweetie, but we will find out one day I promise '' I remember hearing those words so sharply before it happened. Pitch darkness the sun was gone and the moon shone bright. We saw the last of the golden sun disappear by a large black glob. Or so we thought....

~



WIP
{ Making after her personality is full establied }

[LunarFaith]

Goennec Pen #: 2
Name: Shande
How would you use him/her: I would really like to RP her ^^ And she is just to beautiful, I would definitly be doing art of her <3 ^^
Define your Goennec: WIP

[Twinkling Star]

Geonnec Pen #: 7

Name: Vilandra

How would you use him/her: Once I start getting more into the rp with Falconi she would be totally used there! And she would be used as a character I would make her a new ref. Tradtionally because I try to with all my characters. I don't have a character thread anymore so her home would be mainy on my Da which can the link can be found on my profile.

Define your Goennec:
This right now is a Wip-

Withdrawn-

[Lady Masquerade]

Goennec Pen #:

4

Name:

Jae

Gender:

Female

How would you use him/her:

Jae will be used for many, many things by me. She will be placed in my Character thread, for I have two, she will be placed in my "Favorite Characters" thread. I'd like to spoil her with art, bought from only the best artists. I will create different stories about her, and make sure she gets much love. I will also put her into the roleplay, and roleplay her alot. She is beautiful, yet normal at the same time. For some reason she seems to pull me in every time I look at her. I hope to get her, and once I do, I promise I'll never let her collect dust.

Personailty:

Jae is an outgoing Goennec, she is always smiling and cheerful, not letting anything ruin her day. She tries her best to make others smile and laugh, and hates when her friends are sad. She loves to play pranks and loves to run around, she prefers the outdoors and dislikes when she's coop'ed up in one place for to long. Jae likes the company of others and doesn't like being alone for to long. Though Jae can tend to be a bit, odd. She often has her head up in the clouds and likes to think of impossible things, this usally doesn't get her any friends. She doesn't mind, much. Jae is very clusmy, and is always having trouble keeping her balance. She also often can't keep her thoughts inside of her head, and eventually spills them.

Likes:

. Birds- Jae loves birds, she could sit in the grass for hours, watching them fly around. Her favorite is a blue jay, of course.
. Peace- Jae loves when everything is peaceful and quiet, and when everyone is happy. She dreams of peace spreading through the entire world, and everyone being happy.
. The Color Blue- Jae's favorite color is, of course, blue. To her it's a calming color, that seems to spread peace.
. Daydreaming- Jae doesn't know why, but daydreaming seems magical to her. She thinks it's amazing that you can create images in your mind, images of anything you want. She's always found doing it, and she thinks of the craziest things.

Dislikes:

. Loud Noises- Jae doesn't like when people seem to break the peaceful silence with loud noises.
. Rude People- Jae tries not to mind rude comments, and usally stays away from others, but sometimes people can just be very rude and it hurts her feellings.
. Fightning- Jae is a peace maker, she doesn't like fightning and hopes to spread peace.

History:

I remember my history quite well. It seems as if, as if I was born yesterday. I was quite odd as a child, yet, I still am now. I never was the sharpest tool in the shed, but I wasn't the dullest one, either. I just always had my head in the clouds, and had trouble keeping my thoughts inside my head...I'm good at remembering things though, for I can remember every little detail in my past. It haunts me like a ghost, though, that's a bit impossible. Right? Well, you'll soon find out...

My first steps out of the den, weren't really steps at all. I was excited to leave the den, I was an only child, and it was super boring for me to sit in a den all day. Once my mother told me I could go out and finally explore, I bounded out of the den as fast as I could and jumped into the air, looking at the clouds. I guess I expected I was going to grow wings and fly, but instead, gravity took a hold of me and landed with a "plop!" onto the ground. That didn't seem to bother me though, I was much to excited to care. I simply stood back up and shook the dirt off my fur, looking around.

Catching a flutter of movement in the corner of my eye, I turned and walked towards a bright, pink flower. I sniffed at it, and jumped back swiftly, for I had taken a big whiff and the smell was strong. Shaking my head to get the smell out, I spotted a little red bug with blacks spots crawling on a blade of grass. Putting my nose close to it, I breathed in air and then breathed it out, which blowed the creature off the blade of grass and onto the ground.

Bored with the bug, I kept walking through the grass and looking around, trying to find something to do. I jumped, startled, when I heard a loud noise and a creature came out of a tree and flew off into the sky. The way it's wings fluttered silently, how graceful.

At that moment, a crazy idea struck my head.

I wanted to learn to fly. And I was going to find a way to do it.

Soon I saw the creature getting smaller and smaller as it flew off, I let out a sigh as I watched the creature fly off. Half of me wanted to chase after the creature, and the other half told me to stay with the herd. After a few moments, one of the halves won. "Hey! Come back!" I yelled at the creature, not knowing it didn't understand. Once I saw that the creature didn't want to come back, I decided to come to it. Standing up, I bounded after the creature, swiftly dodging the logs and trees. "Come back!" I yelled at it again, but soon it was out of sight.

Slowing to a stop, I realized that the creature was to far away, I should just pray that another one flies by soon. Turning around, I walked back to the herd and layed down in the grass, watching as my mother layed down by my side. "Looks like you've been out exploring." She said looking at me. "Yeah! I sniffed a flower, and I was looking at a bug. And I saw a feathered creature that could fly! Can you belive that? It was flying!" I exclaimed happily and my mother laughed softly. "Yes, I belive it. Those are birds, there are lots of them." She said. "Birds? Well, I like birds." I said and drifted off into a deep sleep.

Once I relized I was awake, I stood up so quickly my mother followed my movements and looked around, looking for preditors. At that moment, the whole herd was up on the their feet. "My dear, what made you stand up so quickly? Where is the danger?" My mother asked me softly, hint of fear in her voice.

Fear might of been in her voice. Embaressment was in mine.

"I-..There is no danger mum...I just was excited to see if any birds where around.." At my words, the adults snorted angerily, mad they woke for nothing. And the other kids, older then me of course, laughed. I didn't seem bothered my them, I was just embaressed. My mother sighed at sat down. "Please don't ever do that again, I'm afraid the other members don't like to be awaken early." She said and layed back down again.

I simply nodded before turning away and walking through the grass, looking at the sky and the trees closely. I crouched down silently, waiting, waiting , waiting. Soon I saw a flicker of movement and saw a feathered creature, a bird! I walked towards it slowly, making sure it didn't see me. I must learn the ways of a bird, that way I'll be able to fly... I thought in my head.

Taking another step forward, I was unaware that my paw has steped on a twig, snapping it in half. At the sound, the bird opened it's wings and soared into the air. Turning my head I saw a bunch of other birds, that where hidden in the trees, take off after the other bird. Sighing, I cocked my head and looked at the tree. Hrmm... Walking towards the tree, I saw a low branch and lept onto it, which was very, very hard. Making sure I had my balance, I lept onto another branch, then another, then another, until I was on the highest one.

The younger Goennecs circled around the tree, looking up at me, and the olders ones where rushing to get, not my mother, but my father. Once his eyes met mine, he rushed towards me, his deep voice booming loudly. "Jae! Get down there right now!" I heard the laughing of the younger Goennecs below me. "She actully thinks she can fly, like a bird. Pathetic!" Their words angered me, I would show them, I would fly. I jumped off the branch and looked up at the clouds, but instead of flying up, I fell down, again, onto the ground.

My dad nudged me up and looked at me sternly, the younger Goennecs bursting with laughter from behind. "No daughter of mine will belive she can fly. Don't you have any sense!?" He snorted a walked away, the herd following him.

That night I sat on a cliff, watching as the moon rose high into the air, and as the sun sank under the mountains. I let out a depressed sigh, wondering why I even had the stupid idea to fly in the first place. I pricked my ears once I heard the rustle of leaves and peered over my shoulder, seeing a male Goennec. I'd seen him before, he was in our heard and was one of my dads friends. "You don't seem to happy." He said softly and sat behind me, his vivid green eyes sparkling.

"Well, if you weren't able to see, or hear it from everyone in the herd, I fell from a tree."

"I don't think ''fell'' is what your were planning." The male said and chuckled softly, an amused tone in his voice as he looked at me.

I snorted and stood up, looking at him, my expression showing I wasn't amused. He seemed to catch it, and his chuckle died down. "No need to get fussy. I did the same thing when I was younger." He said, looking out into the distance. His words seemed to catch my attention quickly, and I cocked my head at him. "Really? You tried to jump out of a tree too?" He laughed at that, and looked back at me. "Well, not quite. I did try to fly, I tried alot of things. Your father never approved though, he always was to serious. ''Don't you go walking around like you have no brains!" he would say." That made me giggle, and I smiled up at the male. "Yup! You got it right, that's him. I wish he wasn't like that though, I wish he understood. There are so many questions to be asked, and to be answered. But he doesn't understand."

"Jae!" The deep voice of my father made me jumped, and I stood up and turned to look at him. "It's time to go to bed, come o-" His words stopped has his eyes met the Goennec sitting beside me. "Ah, hello there Firenze. Trying to put more impossible ideas into my daughters head?" He said sternly, frowning. Firenze took a deep breath, and looked at my father calmly. "I'm not putting impossible ideas into her head, I'm simply supporting her, unlike some people I know." He said, stood up, and walked off to the herd. I watched him go with a small smile on my face, but then saw my dads look and hid the smile, following him back to the den.

Once I woke up in the morning, I walked out of the den, played and ate some bugs, and drank from the stream. Then I started to head towards the cliff I was at yesterday and saw the shape on Firenze sitting down. Smiling happily, I bounded towards him and sat down beside him. "Ah, I expected I'd meet you here today. Sleep good?" He said calmly, looking at me. I nodded, and watched as birds flew through the cloud. "You and dad don't look like you're close friends anymore."I said and looked at him. "No, after a while my idea's and his differed. And I guess it's meant to be that way." He said. "Are you really supporting me?" I asked him, cocking my head like I always do.

"Of course, why would I not? I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours." He said softly, in a sing-song voice.

"That was beautiful." I said looking at him, letting his words flow through my ears. "Yes, my mother was a supporter of my thoughts. She told me alot of odd quotes, yet they all helped me get through my life. Seeing as you don't have anyone to support you, I'll take over that job." He said and layed down on the soft grass.

"You mean it? You're going to support me? Promise?"

"Promise."

"Cross your heart?"

Firenze chuckled at my words, and looked at me amused. "Cross my heart."

I smiled and layed down beside him, looking out into the distance. "Does that mean, that I can ask you my questions, and that you'll answer them?" I asked, looking at him curiously. "That depends on the question." He said looking at me.

"Ok then, well, how does the sky get it's colors?" I asked.

"Magical fairies come everyday and everynight, painting the sky."

"How was the sun made?"

"A giant dragon made a fire ball and pushed it towards the earth. It heads towards us everyday, but it's very far away, so it will take a long time before it comes here." He answered.

"Ok, I have one more question."

"Yes?"

"How come you're so werid?"

Firenze laughed and rolled onto his back, looking up at the clouds smiling. "Because if everyone in this world was normal, life would be boring. And I'm not werid, I simply just stretch my feelings." He said calming, turning his head to look at me. "Am I normal?" I asked him curiously. "Of course not. No one is normal, no one is alike. You must live life to it's fullest, being who you really are." He said.

"But if you must live life to it's fullest, then why are you still here?" I asked him. "The answer has not yet come to me, but I know it will soon." "Well, I want to live my life to it's fullest. And I know that won't happen if I stay in the herd." I said sitting up, Firenze following me movements. "You know, you are very odd for your age. Much like me when I was a child. Though, like I said before, my mother supported my ideas. So when I was younger, I left the herd, and she didn't mind."

"Where did you go?" I asked him.

"Oh I went to many, many places. And everywhere I went, I tested my thoughts, and my dreams. Trying to find my purpose here, and purpose for life. I haven't found it yet, but in the mean time, I taught others, like you. Helping them make their dreams come true, helping them achive their purpose-"

"Which you will not do as long as I'm here!" My father's deep voice echoed, and again, I jumped. "My daughter is already filled with crazy ideas, I don't need you to fill her with more!" Firenze stood up and faced my fater, sighing softly. "You cannot lock up her dreams."

"I can do whatever I like! I'm the leader of this herd and my word is law!"

"You cannot fill up her brain with lies! She diserves to know the truth!"

"SHUT UP!!!"

The yell of my mother seemed to not just make me jump, but the whole herd. For my mother was usally gentle, and it was rare to hear her yell. She walked over to be and stood beside me, staring at my father sternly. "We do not need to fight. Tyson, you must understand-"

"I understand enough! I'm the leader here! And you sha'll listen to me!"

"And I'm your mate! My word counts just as much as yours does! Stop! For the sake of our daughter, please stop." She begged my father, but he didn't listen. He has gotten to angry, to angry to control himself. He ran at my mother, and she didn't have enough time to run away...

Silver tears streamed down my face and I shrieked as I saw my mother's body being thrown over the cliff. Gasps from the herd echoed through the forest, and Firenze stood close to my side. "That went to far, Tyson. This is no longer a safe area. You're to power hungry." He said and took another step closer to me.

My father soon got the idea Firenze was planning and stomped on the ground hard with his hooves. "Fine! Take her away and fill her mind with silly thoughts! She is too weak, no daughter of mine." He said and walked off, the herd to afraid they would meet the same fate as my mother, followed him.

That night Firneze had taken me deep into the forest, away from my father. I stayed close by his side, my head low and sad. We soon found a stump with a hole in it, it was a big stump, so it was a good place to sleep with lots of room. I layed against Fireneze that night, tired, from crying. I had many questions to ask, but I decided it would be better to hold them off for tomarrow. Closing my eyes, I drifted off into a dark slumber.

Waking up, I saw a couple of apples by my side. Eating them swiftly, I stretched and walked out of the den, sitting down by Firenze. "I'm sorry, for what you had to see last night." He said softly, looking down at me. "Don't worry, I guess everything happens for a reason. But I still don't get one thing."

"And that is?"

"Last night you told me dad to tell me the truth. Well, what's the truth?"

Firenze sighed, and I could tell he didn't want to tell me the truth. He looked over at me calmy and spoke softly. "You're a seeker." He said.

"A what?"

"A seeker. Like me, I was born one, and so was my mother. That's why she supported me so much. But my father didn't support it, so he banashed me from the grounds, saying I was a freak. My job is to travel, and mentor other seekers, like you."

"But what does a seeker do?" I was confused, and impatient at the moment.

"A seeker is a Goennec, that is born with the ability to do many things. They're born with a much wider mind, and that's why we're so odd to others. Like how you want to learn to fly, no Goennec in their right mind would try to fly, but a seeker would. Each seeker is born with a special ability, able to do something, another seeker can't. They also are born with a seer."

I was still completly confused, how could I be something so odd? I know this Goennec wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but I didn't know he was that dull. "Ok, so what's a seer?"

"A seer, is a different animal, that shares your soul. They can be any animal, but a Goennec. They have the power to talk to you, but only you. They look like you, and have the same abilities you have. It's hard to find your seer, but you'll know when you find it because, you'll be able to speak to it, and it will have your personailty. You can summon your seer, to. Only you can, though."

"Ok, now what is a seeker's purpose? What are we suposed to do? Make a fool of ourselves and be hated?"

"No, long ago a seeker was born, using his power in a bad way. Seekers are suposed to be nice Goennecs, born to help others. But this seeker took advantage of his power, trying to rule the world. Our misson is to make an army of good Seeker's, and destroy him."

"But he's just one Goennec, wouldn't we be able to stop him?"

"Nope, his ability is to control other's minds. He took over others, not just Goennecs, but all kinds of creatures. They are his army, all powerful and ready to kill. This Goennec's name is Tyson, and he's your father. And I'm your brother."

Ok, I think I lost it at this point. "Wait, let me get this straight. My mother has this power, and she gave birth to you, and you had it. She was supportive of you, but Tyson wasn't, because he was planning to use his power for evil. But pretends like he doesn't have this power. And then I'm born, with the same issue, and you meet me, and wow. So does that mean-"

Firenze nodded, knowing what I was going to ask. "That the herd, is under your control. Your mother's ability, though, is a very unquie one. She has the power to block your father's ability, though he doesn't know. And for the sake of you, me, and the herd, she stayed with him."

"Ok, so what's your ability? And who's your seer?"

"I have the ability to read minds. For example, you're a bit confused about this. Arn't you?"

"That's not reading minds, it's obvious that I'm confused."

"Ok, I admit, that was to easy. But now your embaressed, beause you thought I was handsome when you first saw me, and now you relize I'm your brother." He said grinning, as I was blushing, my face as red as a cherry.

"So your ability is to read minds, who's your seer? Can't you summon it like you said before?"

Firenze nodded, and closed his eyes, concentraiting hard. Soon, a black mist started to appear at Firenze's side, and once it blew away, a cat, the same colors as my brother, appear. The male cat started meowing, looking at Firenze.

I was confused, how could a cat, a cat be powerful?

"He said "Your sister doubts my abilites, Firneze."" Firneze repeated the cats words, and I blushed, the cat's powerful green eyes staring at me intently.

"He can read minds to?!?!?" I questioned shocked and looked at Firenze. "You didn't tell me this."

"Well I told you a seer shares part of your soul. So you figured you would already know."

"Right, like how I figured I'd be some werid creature that has to save the world. Now, can't I just summon my seer? Even if I've never met it?"

"No, you must meet a seer before you can summon it. I needed to met Scratch before I could summon him."

"Scratch, yeah, ok. So are we just going to travel around, trying to find out who my seer is, and what my ability is?" I asked Firenze, still a bit confused about this whole conversation.

"Yup, so I suggest we get a move on. It's getting dark, and I don't want to stay here, the stump is uncomfortable." Firenze said, Scratch jumping on his back. Firenze then started walking through the forest, me trailing from behind, thoughts whirling around in my mind.

Soon we came to a huge dark cave, it was warm and dry inside, a perfect place to spend the night. Firenze layed down, Scratch laying on one side of him, me on the other. "Where do suppose we'll find my seer?" I asked, knowing the world is huge. "You'll just know where." Firenze said, closing his eyes to sleep, and I did the same thing.

[Irbis]

Yay Goennecs are back <3

My apologies if this has been asked before or is stated on the front page but, will the new lines replace the original Goennec lineart? I remember you saying something about losing the files so I'm guessing they will but I'd still like to make sure C:

[Desmond]

I'll start making the list again, I think. c:

Edit:

I DON'T KNOW! Dx

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1. Parla

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2. Blue Eye

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3. Barry

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4. Cyan

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5. Everest


6. Mint


7. Mai'yena

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[Tammanae]

Yay Goennecs are back <3

My apologies if this has been asked before or is stated on the front page but, will the new lines replace the original Goennec lineart? I remember you saying something about losing the files so I'm guessing they will but I'd still like to make sure C:

To my understanding they will. Kind of like when the first lineart was substituted I suppose, except this time it was due to the fact that it was impossible to recover the older ones. C=

I do not envy Kam's having to remake all of those lines by the way. >3

[June Bug]

B~<3 You know I love how much you do for me~

Yup, these are the new official lines. :3 Less dynamic and exciting, but better for accuracy of showing the design I think. x3

Pft, Tammy, you know I'd sucker you into helping me if the files where share-able~