[lilpupin]

UNIque smooth paw-hoofed lambicorn
{ custom horn, custom mane, custom tail, custom armor + dagger }

This lambie is a heart's mishmar! Mishmar is a hebrew word meaning "guard" they are a guard meant to keep the hear in and keep bad things out to keep it safe, but what is the most dangerous thing they had to defend a heart from? Perhaps a bad breakup, the loss of a friend who moved away, or something entirely different, it's up to you!
You may enter however you'd like but it must contain at least 100 words! (One art piece instead of one hundred words is fine as well)


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[Only_Sky]

Mark.

[Shadow Milk]

Mark 🤍

[sodatab]

I'd like to enter!
Username: Duckii
Lamborn name: Ray
Gender: Male
Prompt:
✧wip✧

[RenSleep]

I'd like to enter!
Username: blood-moon
Lambicorn name: shavúr (Hebrew for broken, שָׁבוּר, I think)
Gender: male
Prompt: leaving is always the hardest part, I doesn’t matter who leaves or why, the regret makes it worse. The feeling of “I’ll never see you again” or “it will be so long” makes it even worse. shavúr Stood wile looking out the window ‘the last day’ he thought‘I leave tomorrow’ he closed his eyes and turned away from the window. Tears fell down his face as he thought of the one creature who really cared. ‘Stay happy’ he told himself ‘enjoy today like there won’t be another day, because there won’t’ Shavúr forced himself to smile as he trotted outside. His blue eyes glanced at the clear cloudless sky and at the green hills that spread in every direction. He mumbled to himself “what’s to miss about here” as he walked towards a big tree. “Oh you this” he said to the tree “hello” and a scuffling sound came form inside it. A small chipmunk popped out of the hole with a small flower on its head. He sat under the tree and glanced at the cloudless sky again, until he decided it was time to go. “I’ll be back soon” he told the chipmunk who chirped in reply. Then he ran, trying to go as far as he could. Until night came again and the pink lamie spent the night under that same tree

[rem sleep]

I'd like to enter!
Username: rem sleep
Lambicorn name: mishka
Gender: male
Prompt: the heart is a careful thing. mishka knows that well enough-- he's been guarding the heart of his dear host all his life, a guardian angel of sorts, unseen but always present, lingering spiritually in some unknown and unknowable way-- a humble spirit and a humble servant. he's seen all sorts of trials and tribulations over the years. he still remembers the raw heartbreak at his host's first bad exam score, when they were starting to discover their ADHD and to learn more about their mentality and themselves-- and the late nights mishka spent whispering problem-solving methods to them in their dreams, guiding their hand on the paper to the right mathematical outcome, helping them along with staying focused and reminding them of their tasks. he remembered the pain of their first romantic attraction being unrequited-- and the sooting songs mishka had sung to them, the dreams of travel mishka had given them to occupy their mind with hope and not despair... there were many such incidents, over the years, and for each mishka was by their host's side, nurturing their heart and keeping them safe.

there was one challenge unlike the rest, however. one that really hurt their host in a deep, unfathomable way. their first university rejection letter. they'd always wanted to go to this school, they had in their heart all sorts of dreams of the great things they would do, of the good they would create and the opportunities they would have to help others and themselves. this letter made their host feel broken-- like all they'd ever dreamed about was for nothing, and like the hard work they put in until now wouldn't amount to anything at all. they felt small, stupid and empty. mishka stayed by them then, and spoke soft words to them. at first all he could do was sing lullabies to help his host sleep, and while they slept, mishka gave them pleasant dreams-- as they slowly recovered, mishka spoke encouragement to their ears, telling them they were doing great, that things would be okay, that the world doesn't always work how you want it to but that it doesn't mean things are over. mishka guided their hand carefully as they filled more applications so they wouldn't miss any details, and scanned their application essays for any grammatical mistakes. mishka helped them find another place they wanted to go-- and in time that became a reality. the despair they had felt when they were first rejected was replaced with pride-- they had made it work! and truly, they had-- but they hadn't quite done it alone.

mishka to this day still guards their host's heart closely from any attacks against it. he is watchful, temperate and kind-- a knight in shining armor if ever there was one.

[espen.]

I'd like to enter!
Username: quirky;
Lambicorn name: Mathi (May thee | Hebrew to fit the theme)
Gender: Demigirl
Prompt: [ 302 words ]

Mathi never slept. It was kind of meditating to regain energy. Which, by most standards, would be considered sleeping. However, Mathi didn't live or act by most standards, as she was a guard to someone's heart. One peculiar morning, the host was eating their usual sugary breakfast cereal. Of course, Mathi had to slash away the oncoming blobs of cholesterol and chemicals. The day went on as normal; the host went to school, Mathi stabbed at bored and despairing thoughts, and the host went home depleted of energy. Their mother approached them with a grim gaze. The Mishmar thought this odd, as she was almost always smiling and joking. The parent moved her mouth in words that Mathi never bothered deciphering so she stood rigid, awaiting an attack of bad emotions. When the parent was done, the host crumpled to the ground, offsetting the Mishmar's footing. What was happening? Suddenly, large, gooey blobs of black matter appeared in front of the guard. Finally, a battle! Mathi leaped and slashed, dodged and cut. After a couple of waves of enemies, something came over her. A strange feeling that made her want to put down her weapon and submit to the blobs. This is...not right. This isn't my job. I must protect this child! The feeling changed, and Mathi realized that perhaps these blobs were good. They made the host stronger. More resilient. Mathi relaxed her footing, and nodded to the blobs, who rushed through the guard. She was overwhelmed with toxic, dense grief and pain. Pain for a lost relative. A grandfather. The blobs disappeared into the host's heart as fast as they had appeared. Mathi had done something different. Unique to her usual bland routine. This host's life is gonna get a whole lot more interesting, thought the Mishmar, mischievously. She smirked.

[lilpupin]

Extending two days!

[~ moth ~]

mark

[EditMeNot]

I'd like to enter!
Username: EditMeNot
Lambicorn name: Verity
Gender: Nonbinary
Prompt:

( quick art and story! unfortunately since i have my own lambies in the image the owner can't just keep this one, but if they want me to clean up and crop the headshot of the lambie i can ^^)



Grief
It's a strong emotion, overpowering and unwavering and numbs the senses and takes control. It's a danger to the heart for many, and Verity knows this emotion the best. Whether its the loss of a home, valuable memories, or a family, Verity knows the pain of grief and how much damage it can cause to ones heart.

Verity want to protect those experiencing it and help them with their emotions, let them know that their here for them no matter how intense the numbness gets. They know that there's no way to protect the heart from loss, but you can at least be there to help and guard others while their down