[pallis]

Kalons-- a species with soft manes and even softer hearts.

Monitored in forests across the globe for years, these animals
have recently been declared naturally tame as well as sentient.
Scientists are asking the general population to consider adopting
Kalons for further study in their capabilities of intelligence.

edits:
standard - hair, claws, shine
common - longer fur, tail
uncommon - shorter fur, ears, pupil

wanted to do a collab, so this kal has been made by hiraeth + hound and i :> the lines are by me, and the design is by him ily dog[

to win this kal, tell me about a recurring dream they have!

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username:
kalon name:
a recurring dream: (max 1000 words)

no extras, but prettying up is allowed!

(i'll be editing in the palette once i have access to my tablet)

this will end on April 7th at 11:59 pm MST

[whimerri]

username: coffeebean,
kalon name: Iris
a recurring dream:
Iris's recurring dreams aren't always exactly the same, they're mostly just in the same locations. They're places she's never been, yet they still feel very familiar to her somehow. One of the ones that brings her the most anxiety is one that starts in the middle of a lake. She believes that part stems from her fear of deep waters, therefore she finds herself swimming to the left as fast as she can. She doesn't know why this is her first instinct, but it never changes much. Next, she comes across a log that is slightly beneath the surface of the water, and for an unexplained reason this freaks her out and encourages her to swim faster. She swims along for a while until she spots a pathway that leads up a small hill. She climbs out of the water and to the top of that hill. On the top, she'll look around and see a couple things. To her left is a large valley filled with towering evergreen trees. This brings her an extreme amount of anxiety, most likely because it seems to be a large drop down into that valley. In one variation of that dream, she fell down and all she can remember was being very scared when she woke up. Next, to her right is a rectangular clearing that seems to go on forever. It is lined with more of those over-sized evergreen trees. The third one down in the row sometimes has a treehouse in it, though her dreams seem to be fairly inconsistent with that detail. One time she tried to climb that tree, though she can't exactly recall the outcome of it. Then, straight ahead, the path continues into darkness. She has a vague theory it connects with another recurring dream location of hers, which is a long trail that has a single house along it, and that house gives her the absolute creeps. She can never go into it, and frankly she doesn't exactly want to. The dream usually ends with her standing on the top of the hill, with the lake to her back, the trail ahead of her, the valley to her left, and the clearing to her right. She doesn't know what is so strange about it to her, but it never seems to somehow fascinate her and make her want to learn more about that location and where it came from, and what it means.

[Poplar]

username: Poplar
kalon name: Prism
a recurring dream: (max 1000 words)

The spirits still around me tell me I'm a lucky one, the knowledge of my name means I'll be around for a long time

They said they all forgot theirs, and simply do not care to find out. Being trapped in a world you cannot interact with for hundreds of years can make one go mad, and memories faded quickly for them. But they told me there were a few like me, only half dead, only half there. I was connected, they told me as long as my body still kept me here, I would not fade.

Though I did not need sleep, closing my eyes helped remind me of what I had to get back to.

My dream was always the same, a swirling mess of pastel colors, my limbs felt thick and heavy, and my eyes barely stayed open. A burning smell filled my nostrils, and my heart raced. This was no dream, but a nightmare. The colors were like a fog, obscuring my view of the beyond.

The dream was never exactly the same, but this feeling, this place... They were always the same.

Sometimes the fog grew thin, and I could see bright lights above. If I was lucky, voices pushed through, begging me to come back.

I always reached out to them, I always begged and cried for these people, these voices that I could not place but I remembered. Faces that were blurs, faces that I knew I should know but could not seem to find.

And then I’d wake, the spirits comforting me, telling me that soon I’d be like them and the pain would be gone and I would forget.

But I, I simply don’t want to forget.

[WiltedLovers]

holy mark

[CSMintCat]

Mark porhaps.

[22tabby]

Mark! Will likely use a re-occurring dream of mine with some tweaks, haha

[annie15970]

Maybe mark because I have an idea

[SilentMelody]

username: silentmelody
kalon name:
a recurring dream: (max 1000 words)

[cyborgishly]

res

[kolyakun]

username: kolyakun
kalon name:
a recurring dream: (max 1000 words)