[✧ the Archivist.]

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.

Just a design that came into my head.

Standard: hair, shine, teeth // Common: fur, tail // Uncommon: ears, fur, pupils

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To win this Kalon please tell me how they deal with their anger!
When this Kalon is angry about something, what do they do to blow off steam, calm down, and deal with the issue?
500 word max. You may include one optional art piece.

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[b]username:[/b]
[b]kalon name:[/b]
[b]prompt response [500 words max]:[/b]
[b]art [optional]:[/b]

As always, if you have any questions feel free to DM me here or on Discord!
You may pretty up your form as you'd like!

Ends March 22nd, @11:59 PM, EST

[web2]

username: chadlesbian
kalon name: Xan
prompt response [500 words max]: res with rage room
art [optional]:

[chanhee.]

username: nintendox
kalon name: ray
prompt response [500 words max]:
ray's voice breaks as he yells at nothing in particular, just the sounds drowning out his own thoughts. he has half a mind to slam his fist into the wall just to be able to focus on something other than the noise he can't distinguish, whether it's red-hot pain or not, but the words of his mother come back to him and he follows the instructions she told him when he was a kid experiencing this. inhale for five seconds, exhale for ten, repeat.

it doesn't help anymore, and that just adds to ray's frustration. clenching his jaw, he scoops up his keys and bolts out the door, hopping over the door into his convertible and jamming the keys in carelessly. he doesn't bother to buckle up before he reverses out of his driveway at an alarming speed, only to race down the street and out into the desert, where he doesn't care about his speed, just the wind in his hair and the sound of the radio blaring some pop song he doesn't know.

it's relaxing, not caring about anything and just going, the exhilaration of the speed he's moving making him feel more alive than he has in years. the tension he's been carrying slowly eases from his shoulders and he stupidly closes his eyes for a few moments, glad for the lack of people on the road as he recklessly races through the flat expanses of nothing but sand and shrubbery.

he stays out until it's well past dark and his gas light comes on, letting him know it's time to head back. ray stops by a cheap station on the way home and gasses up, grabbing himself a drink and snack as he'd neglected to eat before he left, and as he heads back to his car, the silence he hears finally catches up to him and he smiles.

[RehomeCenter]

username: Psychxpath!
kalon name: Gremlin
prompt response [500 words max]: WIP
art [optional]: WIP

[deerbroken]

username: deerbroken
kalon name: aren
prompt response [500 words max]:
Anger. They hate the feeling, but it's all too often that it consumes them. When it becomes overwhelming, they take some time for their own sake, sit in the dark with a single candle lit, remember what it feels like to breathe.

Sometimes it seeps through the cracks. An irritable text, an argument before they storm off. It's easier to be alone, sometimes. But it's never permanent.

They come back as soon as their head is clear, apologize as sincerely as they can muster and offer to make up for it. It never feels like enough. As if their own temper is trying to sabotage them, that one day they'll push too far and find themselves alone, with nothing left but the empty room they hide away in, the light from the candle too dim to really capture their attention.

They question what they've done to deserve having such wonderful people around them, always surprised when they're met with support, understanding. Someday, they promise to themselves, they'll find a way to overcome it. Until then, they'll remember what they need. A candle, a deep breath. A long night alone.
[189 / 500 words]

[Sinful_Lies]

username: Sinful_Lies
kalon name: Ivan
prompt response [500 words max]: wip
art [optional]:

[nio]

mark :eyes:

[beebun]

mark! taking long walks by the seaside in the afternoon or at night... but he’s scared of the sea.

[Fishkin]

username: Fishyroyals
kalon name:Kuma
prompt response [500 words max]: Wip
art [optional]:Wip

[néktar]

username:
kalon name:
prompt response [500 words max]:
art [optional]: