[Vinson]

Adopted

Username: literal.swag.
Name: FnFKs It is Within the Storm Where There is Light// Maude
Gender: female
Height: 20 in
Weight: 43 lbs
Color: Black Blixt Minimal White
Genotype: awas Bb cece Dd EmcEm hh II KbxKbx mm Ssp tt UU lclc

Notes: Edits pass at 15% - this collie cannot compete in conformation in the title program.
Tornado Blixt passes at 2%

Night Sirens

What a whirlwind! To win this collie, tell me about a time they felt a strong emotion, either positive or negative. Please answer this prompt in a maximum of 500 words or 1 art piece, but feel free to include supporting visualizations such as a mood board or playlist!

Ends November 5th at rollover (5th -> 6th)

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This collie is part of this year's Fall Festival! You may only win one of this year's Fall Festival collies, but may enter for as many as you'd like.

[Hazelfang]

Username: Hazelfang
Name: WIP
Gender: Female
Name Meaning: (optional)
Prompt: WIP

[coaliev]

Username: coaliev
Name: In Another Life | Leucosia
Gender: female
Name Meaning: leucosia was one of the sirens in greek mythology
Prompt:

"In shadows deep, the night takes hold,
A collie named Leucosia, bold.
At water's edge, she stands so still,
Awaiting tempest, an electric thrill.

The sky grows fierce, with lightning's spark,
Inky blackness, a canvas dark.
Whispers of rain, a prelude's song,
Leucosia knows she must be strong.

The storm draws near, a force untamed,
Yet in her heart, she feels no shame.
Kindred spirits, nature's dance,
Leucosia meets the storm's advance.

With every crash and thunderous roar,
She finds her purpose, yearning for more.
A beacon of strength, she'll always be,
Leucosia, the collie, wild and free."

(98 words)



story
The night was shrouded in an inky blackness, broken only by jagged streaks of lightning. The air was thick with anticipation, charged with the electricity of a coming tempest. Amongst the chaos of nature, a collie named Leucosia found herself in a moment that would etch itself into her memory forever.

It was during a torrential downpour that Leucosia's world shifted. She had always been a spirited pup, finding joy in chasing butterflies and exploring every nook and cranny of her domain. However, on this night, as the storm raged around her, something extraordinary happened.

As the rain cascaded down, a powerful surge of energy coursed through Leucosia's veins. The wind howled and the thunder roared, but she stood her ground, her eyes reflecting the fierce determination of the storm itself. In that moment, she felt an indescribable connection to the forces of nature, as if the storm and she were kindred spirits, dancing together in an ancient, elemental rhythm.

In the midst of the chaos, a sense of exhilaration overcame Leucosia. The rain-soaked earth beneath her paws seemed to pulse with life, and every droplet that clung to her fur felt like a symphony of nature's touch. She reveled in the raw power surrounding her, her heart pounding in sync with the thunderous beats of the storm.

In that intense moment, Leucosia discovered a newfound strength within herself. It was as if the storm had unlocked a reservoir of untapped potential, filling her with a sense of purpose and determination. She knew, instinctively, that she was meant for something greater than just the ordinary life of a household pet.

From that night onward, Leucosia carried the essence of the storm within her. She became a beacon of resilience, embodying the spirit of a collie who had danced with the tempest and emerged stronger for it.

(306 words)



playlist

1. Riders on the Storm - The Doors
2. Thunderstruck - AC/DC
3. I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor
4. Eye of the Tiger - Survivor
5. Unbreakable - Alicia Keys

moodboard (made by me, using canva and unsplash)

[Kadayah]

Username: Kadayah
Name: Left in the Dark | Storm
Gender: male
Name Meaning:
Prompt: It was a dark and dreary night, Storm was inside the cabin of the boat trying to keep warm. Waves were hitting the sides of the vessel with blunt force and rocking it from side to side. Thunder, lightning, and rain were crashing down but he tried his best to think positive about how calm it’d be once he was on solid ground again. They had been sailing for the past few months on a photography expedition, Storm has never been a fan of the ocean but goes wherever his owner does. He finally drifted asleep, imagining the warm sun and soft grass against his paws once again.

[DarkestWerewolf]

Username: DarkestWerewolf
Name: Of Stormclouds and Tears // Summanus
Gender: Male
Name Meaning:
Summanus is the Roman god of nocturnal storms
Prompt:

“She’ll be fine, Summanus. She’s just a bit sick right now.”

Forlorn eyes stared at his beloved handler. She was bone thin, numerous little tubes and wires attached to her body. He looked around. Painfully white lights and dully painted walls. Contraptions surround the foreign bed that his handler laid on. The occasional yet consistent beeps could be heard coming from them. People dressed in white would come and check on her every now and then. The place smelled horrible. Sharp chemical smells were everywhere. Summanus could barely smell the homely smell on his handler.

How did it come to this…

- - -

The moment Summanus opened his eyes, her face was the first thing he saw. A small girl, no older than 5, big bright eyes and a toothy grin staring back at him. Her shrill giggles were frightening and overwhelming. However, another voice entered the picture, one that was more firm yet comforting.

Summanus and the girl formed a strong bond as they grew up together. She was always so bright and full of life and happiness. However, Summanus always noticed that she never brought him for hikes or runs. Every now and then when they go on walks and they see someone running or going on hikes with their dogs, he can’t help but see a flash of sadness and envy in her eyes but it was quickly blinked away.

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As the years went on, Summanus started to notice that while his handler got older and taller, she started to look more thin and pale. The constant sounds of bottles rattling were a daily occurrence as she eats the contents. The nights would sometimes be filled with rushed footsteps to the bathroom followed by hacking and the stench of acid or even the metallic smell of blood. Walks became less frequent and his handler would always be brought off somewhere for hours or days on end and she would come home smelling of that disgusting chemical smell he grew to dislike. On the rare occasions that Summanus and her go on walks, they were slower and not as long as it used to be. A sad smile would adorn her face whenever it was time to go back.

- - -

A frail hand extended out to him, beckoning him closer. He immediately placed his face there for her to stroke. He was carried onto the bed where he got a full proper view of her condition. His handler who was once so full, radiant and happy was now a husk of who she used to be. It shattered his heart. If not for her faint voice, he wouldn’t have recognised her.

He knew her light was fading.

He placed himself on her chest, listening to her heartbeat to drown out the sobbing of her parents. Her hands wrap gently around his neck. As he took a deep breath, she breathed her last. In that moment Summanus realised something.

You finally smell like home…

[-s-i-n-]

When I went on my first adventure, I was just
a wee little thing, about yay height tall with
wobbly little legs. I still looked goofy at the
time, or at least that's what my owners would
always say as they booped my nose and
playfully tugged at my ears.

I can still remember how excited they were for
me to be joining them on their chase. They
made sure I was fitted in the best possible
gear -- a little life jacket vest made just for
me and under it, a harness that they kept
hold of so that I wouldn't get swept away or lost.

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── ❝ We all
face storms
in life.
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The storm's approach was announced by
distant rumbles of thunder. The sky had turned
turned an ominous shade of black, and the
horizon was dominated by a swirling, malevolent
cloud that seemed to touch the very earth. The
deafening crashes of thunder rattled my young
heart, and I could feel the tension in the air, as
if nature itself was on the brink of losing control.
As we drove closer to the monstrous maelstrom,
I could see the tornado, a dark, monstrous funnel,
its edges fringed with swirling debris. It spun and
danced in the fields, a mesmerizing yet terrifying
spectacle. The winds howled like a pack of demons,
their fury shaking the car, and rain pelted against
the windows with relentless force. My owners
parked the car at a safe distance and I watched as
they set up their equipment to capture the storm's
power. The wind tugged at my fur, and the air was
charged with the scent of rain and electricity. I
could feel the static electricity tingling in my fur,
making me even more excited.
But then, something unexpected happened. The
storm began to change direction, and the tornado
started moving toward us. Panic surged through me
and I barked frantically to alert my owners. They
quickly packed up their equipment and rushed back
to the car before we sped away.

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Amidst the raging storm, let your heart find solace,
for even in the darkest tempest,
there is a calm that resides within.

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It was a ferocious force of nature, tearing up the
landscape in its path. The rain battered the car, and
the deafening roar of the storm was deafening,
nearly drowning out the sound of my racing heart.

As we drove further away from the storm, I could
sense the relief in the car, and my tail wagged with
joy. We had narrowly escaped the tornado's
merciless grasp, and we were all safe.


That day, I learned that storm-chasing could be
both exhilarating and life-threatening. But I
was eager to continue my adventures as a
storm watcher, with my owners by my side.
Each storm would be a new adventure, and
I was excited to experience them all.

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i. CoR's SOLACE IN THE STORM
ii. TEMPEST iii. FEMALE
iv: STORM CHASER

v. BLACK BLIXT MINIMAL WHITE

♬ ​A STRANGER​ ✧ A PERFECT CIRCLE
♬ $TING ✧ THE NEIGHBOURHOOD
♬ DIE FOR YOU ✧ STARSET
♬ SALVATION ✧ HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD
♬ I WILL NOT
BOW ✧ BREAKING BENJAMIN
♬ FAVORITE DISEASE ✧
THOUSAND FOOT KRUTCH

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After a storm
comes a calm. ❞ ──
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+ CURIOUS
ENERGETIC
GOOFY

= OPTIMISTIC
LIGHT HEARTED
ALERT

─ SARCASTIC
CLINGY
SPOILED

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[literal.swag.]

Username: literal.swag.
Name: FnFKs It is Within the Storm Where There is Light// Maude
Gender: female
Name Meaning: maude means powerful in battle
Prompt: [376 words]

It clawed at her lungs, flooding her senses and rendering her immobile. It screeched in her ears, shattering her eardrums and leaving them muted and ringing. It blanketed her weary frame, sticky with repulsion. It stole her vision, replacing it with a nightsky of dying stars.
Terror.
Feverishly cold and pungently nauseating.
Exhaustion screamed at her, radiating from her limbs, liquifying the earth, sinking her in deeper. Unfamiliarity was painted thick in every direction she rapidly searched.
Cold.
Icy and ravenous.
Insatiable as it ate at her. Her small limbs fought against the invisible grasp on her, meek with fatigue. She tried to call out to her person but salt filled her lungs. Where was she? Was this the ocean she had dreamed about? The one accented with glistening hope, decorated with streams of light, savage in its gentle laps against the grains of sand that hid just out of sight. A below sounded beside her and as she flailed her heavy body to see what new horrors were upon her, she could only grasp a sliver of a giant vessel illuminated softly by its frontal spotlight before a wave overcame her.
The dark was suffocating and all consuming as she sunk deeper and deeper the more frantic she grew. Pressure built around her frame, squeezing her until reality ceased to exist.

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A gentle birdsong, tentative rhythmic lapping at her back paws, a rough shake to her small frame woke her. Everything felt heavy. Jumbles of sounds slowly grew louder as the ringing began to subside. After a few moments of refamiliarizing herself with her body and existence, slowly she cracked open her eyes.
A young woman leaned over her, expression wracked with distress. Who was this human? Where was she? The sun is so warm. So, so warm. The small pup felt her frame rise like a feather and then the next few days blended together. It was filled with sterile rooms, cold cages and strangers until one day she was returned to warmth, spending hours tucked on a bed softer than she had ever felt.
“Maude.”
That girl spoke to her gently, stroking her thick curls. And it had been them ever since. The girl and Maude, the light and its storm.

[Vinson]

closed for judging!

[Vinson]

thank you to everyone who entered - it was a joy to see what you came up with, and it was a hard competition to judge! in the end I kept coming back to one entry that I felt connected to the essence of the prompt the most, with such stunning imagery and craft. congratulations!

Username: literal.swag.
Name: FnFKs It is Within the Storm Where There is Light// Maude
Gender: female
Name Meaning: maude means powerful in battle
Prompt: [376 words]

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[literal.swag.]

thank you to everyone who entered - it was a joy to see what you came up with, and it was a hard competition to judge! in the end I kept coming back to one entry that I felt connected to the essence of the prompt the most, with such stunning imagery and craft. congratulations!

Username: literal.swag.
Name: FnFKs It is Within the Storm Where There is Light// Maude
Gender: female
Name Meaning: maude means powerful in battle
Prompt: [376 words]

-snip-

thank you so much vinson!!! i shall cherish my special gal forever <3