[whim]

aa mark!

[Thani]

Heck yeah this sounds like fun

Marking with a Jerboa

[76heart]

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espe ● she/her ● coyote
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❝ i am a king of bandits, and the desert is my home
come catch me if you dare, my king, i doubt you'll even be able to leave your throne


i am wily like the coyote, tricky as can be
so come, come get me if you can, i doubt you'll ever catch me


you're not the only king in these lands anymore, i am one too
so watch out for me, and please be scared, you can't even begin to imagine the things i can do


i know you've made deals with the devil, plans to get your crown
so be careful, the least of your worries will be your face wrinkled by a frown


so watch out, and come catch me if you can
before i spoil and spill all your royal plans ❞

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pose ref one ● pose ref two ● coyote info one ● coyote info two ● coyote info three ● inspired by scarlet from armello
ahhhhhhhhHHHHhhhH im so so sorry that i also went a little over ahh, i cut it down as much as I could
this is also set in my medieval au in a place called erast, which you read more about here and here
there's lots more info on it but the rest is in entries for other things and since they're unjudged/i didn't win them i feel weird about linking them ahhh
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xxxIn her world, there are thousands of creatures, millions, possibly billions even, with more and more being found and learned each day. Yet, out of such an innumerable amount, an amount no one may ever know for certain, there is only one that can claim to represent Esperanza, only one that suits her so, only one that fits her to a perfect t, a coyote, a devious creature of night, and one she knows well. After all, how can someone not know something, when they've lived it their whole life, or at least, from the moment they can first remember?

xxxFrom the moment she had been born, there had been something different about her, not quite right in the eyes of other kalons, of her parents. She was always more drawn to the sun, to the moon, and the biting lands of the desert were always calling her name. She cared not for the opulence her family offered, or for the grand meals they shared, no, she cared only for the sands, for the winds, for the dunes, and for the sky. She wasn't like them, she never had been. Her appearance may have been of a kalon, but her heart had always been something else.

xxxShe gained brothers and sisters, to a number of four, yet she still remained different, unchanged, with her eyes forever pointed toward the desert sun, and the lands it claimed beneath. In time, her two sisters took up the arts, dancing, and singing through their planted fields, and her two brothers took up the game of swords, of malice and woe. Her parents tried to push, tried to prod, but still she stayed unmoving, eyes to the desert mountains, to the desert sun, never moving from her window.

xxxThis frightened them, and so they called someone in, a witch from far off lands, a crone from across the sea. She spoke in hallowed words, in symbols and rhymes, her voice like rusted chimes, and what she told them gave them no relief. She said this child would one day be a king, a king of sandy lands. She said this child would one day be their king, and take their precious seat at a castle of hardened sandstone. She would overthrow them, and rule.

xxxThey had always been vain, always been focused on their image, on their pride, and how their lady daughter made them seem mad, seem scared. They had never loved her, not really, and so as the final words of future coming left the crone's lips, they cast their daughter out. They cast her out before she could do the same to them, and they never saw her again. They thought she had perished amidst the sands, and made a show of their sorrow, as their hearts turned even further black, but they could never have been more wrong, more further from the truth.

xxxEsperanza had survived, and she had become stronger than ever.

xxxA kind old coyote had found her lying near breathless in the sands. He brought her water, from a broken cactus to drink, and gave her berries to chew and to eat. He sensed something in her, something of his own kind, and took her in as his own, and taught her the way of their time. They slept above the earth, the starry sky as their blanket, and he taught her to be wily, to be cold. He taught her to survive against all odds, to adapt and overcome, to hunt, and be free.

xxxHe taught her to survive in the lands of a cutthroat world, of a barren wasteland that sought only to suck the life and color out of every being that stepped upon it, ruled by a tyrant king. He showed her how to be tricky, how to be kind. He showed her how to be speedy, to be wise. He helped her to learn how to think on her feet, how to stay on top at all costs, how to stay above the lifeless heaps adorning the golden sands. He helped her to become one of the creatures that thrive in the harsh lands, and he taught her how to rule the desert world.

xxxEspe soon learned of another way to survive, and to help others to survive too. She had her pack, and with them she stole from the rich monsters that traversed the burning sands, and began to take recompense for the injustice her parents had done. She became a bandit known by no name, a feared presence in the dark, and soon, not even other bandits dared to face her. Soon, they bowed to her, and her sights were set on someone anew.

xxxShe is no pansy, no frivolous creature prancing through fields of flowers or snow, she is hardened, a survivor, a king in the night, rivaled by no other. She is sly, like a coyote, a bandit king, and she follows no one else's rules.

[LivingLethal]

oof, maybe i’ll get the energy to enter. livinglethal

[SaltyBirb]

mark aa

[gooey.]

res

[idyll]

marking! <33

[rustyroxy]

Res

[Soloee]

Mark

[-pidge]

Prompt||-What would represent this kalon and why?

I run through the forest. Scared, lonley, confused. A deer hedles over me as I quiver. "HELP" I wail. Suddenly I see a head prick up. I scrabble under a pile of wood. I hear footsteps approching. I see 4 legs standing infront of me. " were are you from " a kind voice charms. I stay scilent, he asks again. Hesintently I open my mouth" t-th-th-he m-oun-n-t-tins" I studder. "Come out, I wont hurt you" The voice echos through the woods. I skepticly come out of the wood pile onky to see a zerbra looking creature. I take a couple of steps back. The creauture rears up. I try to run but my legs freeze, something tells me to stay out. As the creature forfulluly lands on its 2 fround feet it lunges to me. "This is it" I think to myself, I trust people to easily. But to my surprise he passes me and his hoves land on the head of a snake. He stamps on it agressivly and steps beside me, examining to check if im unharmed. As wave of saftey washes over me. I cautiously take a step closer to him, he smiles with a beam of light in his eyes. "I can guide you back home" he says as he starts walking. I hestate then quickly catch up. On the way home we talked and got to know eachother like old friends. "What are you" I question, "A rare species, some call me different, I say im unique," he looks at me "Im called an okapi" he gently smiles. "How long have you been lost" He asks. " um... a couple of days I think..." I look up at him, and see his reasuring face. As the stars begin to shine we play tag and hide and seek until I fall tierd. "Well be there by tommorw" he assures me. My eyes close and I dream of him and I, plaing with the stars and looking beyond possibility, I whisper back " I dont want to go home anymore. "

Extra 1||-Quote

This kalon always sticks by this quote
"Nobody made a difference, by being like everybody else"
P. T barmun

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Sorry, Im not that good at art. The concept was bringing out their sense of play, and how trustful one abother are. If you cant quite make out what is happening, The okapi and kal were playing hide and seek. She climed ontop of him and he played along with it. He "looks around" while she tries to sneek up and surpise him.