by alien girl. » Wed May 03, 2017 10:53 am
Username; puffysquirrel,,
Name; Shania
Gender; Female
Who are they?:

Shania was born into a forest. Not just any forest, this forest has a slight mystic appearance. Trees has pink moss growing onto them, with their leaves shimmering. this moss was food to Shania's tribe, The flowing butterfly tribe. This tribe always appoints a new princess each year, with new princesses being at least 16 years of age. To be able to become a princess, you will need to have a bit of royal blood inside of you. Shania was born to the leader of the tribe, Claire. Claire looked forward to Shania as a fierce warrior, But Shania was quite the opposite. Instead of hunting prey like rabbits and birds, she befriended them. Her mother hated that she'd always resort to peaceful solutions but respected her daughter and ordered a statue of Shania to be made at the top of a mountain. This mountain was feared by Shania but her mother took it as a test of courage. She ordered Shania to climb on the top of the mountain and bring down the statue to her den. Shania was trembling with fear, but accepted the challenge gladly and started brainstorming a way to retrieve it. Finally, she took a deep breath and started climbing the mountain. On the way, she found a willow tree. It was a strange one, with it's vines drooping much more than a normal vine. It was so gigantic that it blocked the path completely! Shania needed to slice it down. She desperately reached into a sack her mother provided and found that there was a small stone axe. She sighed in frustration but needed to get through so she rammed the axe into the tree. She noticed a pastel pink substance coming out of the tree. She rammed into the tree once more and saw that the axe stuck to the liquid! she noticed a narrow path going to the top of the mountain. She knew that the path was risky but she took a chance and carefully took baby steps onto the path. After about half an hour, she was onto the top of the mountain. She did it! She was exhausted and once again reached into the sack, finding a rope she herself has packed. She tied one side of the rope to the statue and another side onto her belly and her back. she very, VERY carefully went down the mountain and went to her mother's den. The tribe people were shocked by her strength. They thought that such a delicate kalon could never carry down a large statue! Shania smiled, walked to her den, and slept soundly on her pink moss bedding.
Word count: 442
Thank you for reading my interpretation of this pastel kalon's backstory! i hope you like it :>
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by Zailune » Wed May 03, 2017 10:55 am
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by Midnightkitkat » Wed May 03, 2017 11:19 am
Username; Midnightkitkat
Name; Περσεφόνη (Persephone)
Gender; Female
Who are they?:
《Chance》
Thou was born of life
Appearance capturing my eye
Pelt of the brightest spring, eyes of summers glee
Creature of beauty, won't you speek to me
Thou wished for love
Only gaining sorrow
Silk fur, heart of gold
They had left thee all alone
Thou begged for time
For the life that was waisted
For the loves unlasting
Thee received my gift, one found unwanted
Life had ceased
Love resided
Time decayed all
Leaving thee for me, the husk that remained
He had a price
One that was unknowingly payed
Forever frozen young
Her regrets remained
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I should probably say that I have no experience in poem writing. It has a beat/rhythm but I have no clue how to lable it.. ^-^' (I apologize about that)
hnnn what have I done I now ship #1014 with #1015
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