[MistCat]

[r]gigantisism
[r]Glowing markings
[r]More scales
[r]Tail
[uc]Ear edit
[c]Colored Sclera
[c]Sleek/short fur
[nr]Weight edit
[nr]Brow shape edit
[nr]Eye shape edit

✧Ursa major, the bear constellation✧
You and your partner must write a fable including this keldine and keldine #278, post the fable on both forms and then tell me what lesson this keldine learned from their adventures. Extra art + prettying up is allowed, no writing extras.

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[jointedwishes]

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Username: jointedwishes
Partner's username: Just.Peachy
Link to partner's form: link
Name: Dakota (Koda is a nickname)
Pronouns: he/him

Have you ever looked up at the stars and wondered how they got there? Well, here’s how…

All Keldines know of stories where creatures enter the ‘Dark Zone’, a place where adventurers never return. It is said that the last one who entered is lurking there, waiting for the next; but not only that, but other monsters will most definitely capture you. This tale was passed on through generations, and all young ones hear it from the elders, as Koda once was, and how he taught the young ones too.

He had always known that Orion had been arrogant, but he never dreamed that he would enter such a realm. When it happened, you could still hear him laughing as he entered, he didn’t return. At first, everyone was scared, but after a day or so, life went on. Dakota, however, was concerned for the young one; he was only a child.
So, once night had set along the lands, Koda entered the Dark zone. He was shocked to see only trees until he came across a cabin deep within. He hesitated at the door, but then heard laughing inside, “I assume you're looking for the other one?” the voice cackled. He swallowed hard but nodded. “Well, let me take you to him.” the thing offered a large hand, and he took it.
They walked outside the cabin and far from the trees to meet a field, where the stars shone so brightly. He was amazed, and one star seemed to shine brighter than the others, as if, fresher and younger than the rest.
“Where is he?” he asked, looking around.
The thing looked up, “You like stars, correct?” he had a puzzled look,
“Of course.”
“Well, apparently your friend did too, now, do you know how the stars came to be?” he shook his head. “They were once young Keldines who never listened to their parents, but I never expected a more experienced Keldine like yourself to be here.” it removed its hood, and Dakota’s mouth dropped. He tried to run, but he was frozen, being lifted into the air, he closed his eyes as he just separated from himself, turning into burning stars in the sky.

Dakota learned a very important lesson that day; you can attempt to warn others, but it isn’t up to you to save them. Maybe if he had stayed with the other Keldines he would have been safe; but he tried to save Orion, and it only ended up costing him his own life.
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[dynastes]

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Blue was known as a great, wise Keldine. He often wandered, providing wisdom to those who would listen. He could remain calm, even within the most strenuous of situations. Blue's calm demeanor made him seem approachable and friendly, and he used this to spread his teachings and advice. Then came Red, a jumpity, jittery Keldine. Red always seemed to be hyper, but not in a good way. Rather, Red seemed as though he only wanted a fight. He wanted to be the first at everything. Due to this extremely different dynamic, Blue saw him as a nuisance. His fatherly personality dissipated, a passive-aggressive personality taking its place. Red would prance on by, and Blue would give him the side eye. Of course, Blue would be respectful and polite whenever Red spoke to him. But his overexcited demeanor rubbed Blue the wrong way. This intensified once it was discovered there was a crook on the loose committing theft all around. They pointed their claws at each other, indicting one another for doing the crime.

“You did it, you fat, hulking bear! You’ve always seemed sneaky to me!!” Snarled Red, who puffed out his star-speckled chest and bared his fangs at Blue, who looked down at the growling Keldine with cool eyes that held a raging fire behind them. “First of all, ram, I’m not fat. Don’t ever call me that.” Blue scowled. The big, sparkling blue-gray Keldine stepped forward, and Red seemed to shrink under him. “Just confess. I know it was you. You yourself have been shifty the past few days, don’t try to deny it. It’ll make both of our lives easier, especially yours.” When Blue finished, Red took a sharp breath, and the townsfolk around the two scattered, sensing a rise in tension in the air.

"Well, Mr. I'm So Smart and Wise, then where's the evidence that I did it, huh?" Red sneered. "You know nothing about me." he continued, glaring daggers into Blue's cold stare. "The way you behave alone is erratic and frantic, simply the way that anyone who was guilty of a crime would act once they have been caught," Blue calmly explained, "therefore, by simple logic and reasoning, you are the most likely suspect." Blue stopped speaking with a sigh. He wondered how long it would take to get through Red's skull. "I will prove that YOU'RE the culprit, and then we'll see who's acting like they've been caught!" Red teased, running off.

A few days passed. Blue spent his time actually searching for clues and asking the townsfolk questions that would help him rest his case about Red. Red, however, spent his time carefully watching Blue to make sure he didn’t steal. If the Keldine didn’t steal anything, perhaps then he could move on to another Keldine to stalk. Red could also just search for clues like Blue was doing, and like he was told to do by the local police when they’d signed up to help, but watching Blue was more fun. Watching Blue made Red’s heart pound. What was this feeling??? Oh. Anger, duh. What else could it be?

Blue's clue-seeking habits pointed him at a Keldine with horns. He immediately mounted this evidence against Red, as he had ram-like horns adorning his head. Red continued watching Blue from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on Blue for his thievery. Blue's heart seemed to flutter when he figured out that the thief had horns, just like Red. It felt strange, but he told himself that it was simply excitement that he found evidence to use against Red. "By the stars, I know I've got him cornered now." Blue muttered to himself. His star-like markings glowed with pride as he worked around this evidence. Meanwhile, Red felt as though Blue's lack of thievery was suspicious. "Perhaps he knows that I'm watching him. I'll be the first to see it happen, no matter what!"

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[Smaug The Dragon]

Res!

[Leopard_14]

Username: leopardspots142
Partner username: demien
Link to partner form: xx
Name: tbn
Pronouns: tbd
Fable: wip
What did they learn from it?: wip

[WolfTales]

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[MUTT_GUTZ]

Username: Pastel☺Chaos
Partner username: metanoia.
Link to partner form: xx
Name: Lyncis
Pronouns: he/ they
Fable:
ＣＥＲＢＥＲＵＳ ＆ ＬＹＮＣＩＳ
i get by with a little help from my fri- a female keldine screeched at the top of her lungs.
stop! stop, ugh, gamora, that sounded awe-ful! an older gentleman of the keldine species threw his hands in the air. next!
lyncis rubbed his hands together. this is it, he thought to himself. it is my turn to audition, i could be the lead role in keldines at dawn if this audition goes well! lyncis walked onto the stage, his head held high and his baby blue scales shining in the spotlight. he cleared his throat and looked out to the 'audience', which really consisted of his theater teacher and his best friend, cerberus.
lyncis... his teacher paused and looked up at lyncis from the top of his round glasses.
o-o-oh just lyncis, sir. lyncis replied.
very well than, carry on. the older keldine stared down at his clipboard, waiting for lyncis to start.
bernadito, she loved me. she never loved you. lyncis turned to his left, pretending that someone else was there. she only loved me.
lyncis took a sharp glance to the 'audience', his eyes crinkling at the corners as he saw cerberus smiling at him.
lyncis lowered his voice to a whisper. don't you understand, my friend? i am the one she wants to-
his teacher cut him off as lyncis began to get excited. good. now do bernadito's part.
lyncis stared at his teacher. wait, what? why did he stop me? i was doing so good! lyncis scanned his brain for what he might have done wrong. nothing. and why does he want me to do bernadito's part?
lyncis, i'm waiting. lyncis's teacher threw the blue keldine an annoyed look.
oh, uh, yes, of course! lyncis exclaimed. but, um, may i ask why you want me to say bernadito's part? i thought i was trying out for angelo.
oh no, no no. his teacher moved to the stage's stairs and started to walk up them. you do not fit the part of angelo. no, no. angelo is tough, strong. he doesn't take 'no' for an answer. you? your quiet, reserved. you expect people to open doors for you and yet apologize for the simplest of acts. you, my prodigy are a bernadito!
lyncis looked at his teacher, his mouth opened. it can't be! i'm not supposed to be bernadito. i'm supposed to be angelo. the main character! the character who gets all the spotlight. lyncis looked over to cerberus and watched as his friend's face turned from estatic to confusion. the teacher followed lyncis's gaze and gasped as he saw cerberus.
you! you are perfect for the role of angelo! he roared, pointing to cerberus.
cerberus grumbled gently. me? but i'm not even in your class.
nonsense! you will play our lead in keldines at dawn, you will be angelo! and your friend here can play bernadito!
lyncis locked eyes with cerberus and blinked back tears of sadness. this is not going to be okay. its not going to work out. not at all. the blue keldine thought as he saw his friend get pulled into the dressing room by his teacher.

What did they learn from it?: the lesson he learned from this was to be more confident in himself. the way he had lived his life, if someone had cut him in line he wouldnt say something no mater how upset it made him. after this experience he will speak up for himself more

[coconutcoyote]

Username: coconutcoyote
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Name: Pluto
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[Nia The Elf]

Username: Nia The Elf
Partner username: nano.
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Name: Oberon
Pronouns: He/They
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They were brothers. Not by blood or genetics, but they were. Oberon enjoyed having a sibling to talk to and play with, Satyr initially finding his big brother a fun playmate for his scraps racing.

As they grew older, Oberon began to show an interest and spoke more and more about his beliefs; he found nature astounding and liked to sit outside where the birds could sing to him.
Satyr grew up with a love of running and hunting; he was swift and agile, able to catch any rabbit easier than the other keldines.

Satyr didn’t understand his brother. “Who would want to sit around all day and watch the grass grow?” He would ask himself in agitation, “We were born to run and hunt, it’s what Keldines do!”
He simply could not fathom what made them so, so different.

Sometimes, Oberon would pad over to him with a dopey smile on his face and ask if they could play together; their usual antics of Tag or pretend. Satyr turned away. Oberon was soft and lazy, more preoccupied with the lives of the bugs than his own life. "I think the birds want to play that sickly music to you brother, I am too busy to play with you."

Oberon's smile drooped, but he did not look too upset. "That's alright, I'll come ask again when you're free," he suggested, before heading back to his favourite spot in the open to listen and watch the world go by.

It only took a few more attempts spread over a few more days, before Oberon stopped approaching Satyr altogether. Satyr had held his breath all day, and when there was no attempt of contact made by the time the moon rose high in the sky, Satyr felt pleased. He was free to continue his hunts, his practising and his racing, and his brother was free to lay in the dust and talk to the skeleton leaves that fell.

It was soon after, when Satyr had challenged a Hawk that flew overhead to the chase of it's life, that he stumbled across a small group of younger Keldines - like him - crowded in a jumble and laughing amongst themselves. "Do you see him over there? That kid's chasing a hawk!" they shouted and watched.

"Hey kid! You like to hunt?" One called to him and Satyr skidded to a halt. The group welcomed him and he had never felt so normal and accepted in his life.

That was... Until he got to see what the group was really like. These young Kelds ran around, sure, hunting big game and showing off their skills. But they also messed around; staying out late, running far far from home, leaping from the tallest cliffs Satyr had seen and diving into the choppy waters below without a care for what awaited them.

He tried to enjoy it, he really did. These activities were what he liked to do, what he was /meant/ to do. He just couldn't find it in himself to feel comfortable, he missed the childish games he used to play with his brother, he missed sitting with him discussing the absurd idea of talking to the trees and them talking back. These friends, this group was overbearing, and Satyr no longer enjoyed the company.

He cut it off finally, as a young adult it was time for him to make his own decisions and do what he wanted rather than what was "normal". Satyr left the group of rowdy Keldines and went looking for his brother.

There he was. In the spot he always was. Just enjoying the wind ruffle his fur and the lyrical chirps from the birds around him.

"Do you want to play with me?" he asked, anxiously stepping from paw to paw.

"Why would I want to? Why would you want to? You have other friends, Satyr, I'm sure they want to play your games." Oberon growled out, "I'm busy with my dumb insects and dead trees." And at that, he rose to his feet and walked away, the darkness of the deeper forest swallowing him.

Oberon stormed through the trees, navigating the gorse and thick shrubbery like he had a map on the back of his paws. What cheek his younger brother had, to come back after all this time of ignorance, to expect them to be as they were before? He had his friends and did the things "normal" Keldines were meant to do. He had left Oberon and his "weed watching" behind in the dirt.

"He is your brother." a whisper in his head, his own thought or the wind's - he did not know. "He is your brother and you love him," it insisted.

"We lost years together, he didn't want to know me then so why would he now? I was too weird for him, now he expects me to forget that and not be angry?" Oberon snarled, digging at the ground with his claws as he prowled.

"You are not angry, you are hurt."

Raising his head, he glared at the closest tree to him. The voice was right, it always was. That was the nature of nature. Anger stemmed from hurt, but he had not even told Satyr of how he felt. "I have listened to the trees and the wind for so long, it would be wrong of me to not listen now," he affirmed.

Oberon made his way back from the sanctuary of the woods, finding his way back home. His gaze landing on the smaller horned Keldine he had once called his brother.

"What you did, did not make me feel good." He began quickly, the sudden voice turning Satyr's head, "I tried to connect with you and you turned me away or ignored me. I understand that you understand what I do and why I do it, I understand that you think I'm weird and that reflects on you, but that hurt me."

Satyr took a moment to consider what his brother had said, throat bobbing and he swallowed dryly. "I know that now. At the time, I thought it was in my best interest to be like everyone else, they were cool and I wasn't because you were different. But when I was with them, I didn't find their activities fun, I didn't fit in there either. I didn't apologise, I've never been any good at that, but I asked to play with you again because I missed you." His voice, though starting strong, slowly lowered to a whisper as he let his emotions free.
"I am sorry."

"I am too," Oberon smiled softly, "I didn't let you explain yourself, I just turned away out of spite. We have quite a few years to catch up on, so perhaps we should start on that now?" He offered. Satyr smiled a genuine smile, the first he had done in a long time, and they walked to the tree line together, bumping shoulders as they went.

What did they learn from it?:

Satyr learnt to accept his brother and those who are non-conforming. Friends are one thing, but there is nothing quite like family. Oberon learnt to accept his brother's "flaws". It takes time for people to learn who they are, and it takes even longer for some to understand someone who is different to them.

[supernovacity]

Username: supernovacity
Partner username: reyligion
Link to partner form: [x]
Name: tbd
Pronouns: he/him
Fable:

WIP
-warmonger aries
-peaceful leader ursa
"you know not what you face"
"you know not what you threaten"
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WIP
"even a worm will turn"
"never learn complacency"