[TheCalicoTabby]

This rare kayrah has no mane. She may find it hard to be accepted among normal kayrah without it. She has three scars on her muzzle, likely the result of a fight.

This kayrah now belongs to Hyeme.

Please read through this thread before posting a form! It is not first come, first serve--you have the time to read through it all, and it is important if you're looking to adopt this kayrah.

This is an unusual kayrah, which means adopting her will be different than adopting a normal kayrah. You will have to include a creative work in your form--writing, a drawing, anything you made yourself about this kayrah.

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Kayrah's Name:[/b]
[b]Creative Work:[/b]
[b]Form Number:[/b]
[b]Have you read the rules?:[/b]


(Form number means 1 if you're the first to post, 2 if you're the second, etc)

[Shiko Hayashi]

Username: Wolf-chan
Kayrah's Name: Bask
Creative Work: Sorry for the long poem. I had fun writing it.

With a flick of the wind
And a tap of the earth
The sun rose up
And began the dance of the hearth

Warmth and fire
Blazed through the sky
While cold and light
Occupied the night

Through the bushes
Rustled a form
Neither of night nor light
But a balanced black thorn

She blinked cool eyes
Unafraid of the night
And she danced in the heat
Unafraid of the light

Her slim gray form
So balanced between
Showed the difference in life
Both good and bad

With past scarred on her skin
And present aware in her eyes
She looked towards the future
And saw a new horizon rise

She looked at the sun
She glanced at the moon
And she said to the both of them
"You are all such fools."

But the sun shook it's head
And the moon denied
Both saw a great intelligence
Lurking in her eyes

They she knew she lied
That she was just alone
So they drew closer together
Fighting the bind

The sun danced
A beat anew
And the moon clapped
Keeping to the rhythm

She looked up with surprise
and tapped her tail in demise
And yet despite her sorrow
Amusement lurked within her eyes

So she let the music overflow her
And she leaped and twisted in the air
Letting the sun and moon's
Dance flow through the air

Form Number: 1
Have you read the rules?:
Yes

[Butter Dragon]

Username: Bella's corgi love
Kayrah's Name: Jimmy Joo
Creative Work:
Form Number: 2
Have you read the rules?: yes

[IzzyBee]

Username: -IzzyBee-
Kayrah's Name: Ouli means scar in Greek
Creative Work: Link, sorry for the size, I don't really feel like cropping it, I might make a transparent version

Ouli let her paws splash into the water, her green eyes trained on the relection staring at her, the creature she saw wasn't what she thought everyone saw, it was a monster. She growled and slashed the water with her paw and turned away from the clear liquid flowing over her paws, she looked up at the darkening sky, she lowered her head as she felt a drop of rain on her muzzle, flowing down the scars that found their way onto her silvery muzzle. She then felt a drop on her head and she then slowly walked onto the shore where she layed down and stared into the water, not looking at herself in the water until she mustered up the mental capacity to look at her reflection again, no mane covered her body, just the short fur she had covered her. The silvery gray fur became pelted with the rain as it began to fall, obscuring her view of herself in the water. She laid her head on her paws and watched the rain fall, a symphony to her ears as she listened to it fall onto the water...


Ouli stared at the sleek form of her brother and snorted, "Loki, I asked you a question, answer me," She hissed to him, impaitent as she caught his gaze that had landed on her tail that stayed to her side, Loki looked at his sister and hissed a warning, "I'm not coming with you, I don't need any of my friends seeing your lack of mane, " He growled at her then spun around and ran off in the opposite direction.
Ouli stared at him, hurt and conufsed, she lowered her head and let her ears fall onto her skull, her pale colored tail wrapping around her paws gently. She let her eyes close, her brother and her parents rejected her so much, her parents barely paid attention to her. Now she was an outcast, she taught herself to hunt and forage and the one thing she took pride in, fish. No other of her species she knew could fish because the mane the possessed slowed them up in water, or made them sink into the dark water.
She then stood up and stormed off into the trees, quickening the pace when she heard the stream nearby, she let her ears come forward and make it easy to navigate her way through the dense forest.

Then she heard a low growl behind her, "Tresspassing onto an old wolf's territory isn't wise you know little Kayrah.." A raspy voice called to her, she spun around and glared at the large creature.
She lowered her head and let her piercing green eyes affix on the brute, "I'm not tresspassing, i'm just walking through, I'm of no harm to a wolf like yourself." She hissed, seeing the creature had fresh wounds on his shoulder, Ouli stood her ground and stayed motionless in case the creature decided to attack.
"You aren't so sure of your opponent little Kayrah.." The creature hissed, circling Ouli, his golden eyes fixed on the sleek, silvery body of Ouli.
She hissed, "Opponent," She spat, "I'm not opponent, just a creature," She hissed, flicking her tail in irritation.
The creature laughed and then stood before her for a moment, "Then you've come at the wrong time, " He said in a low tone, then jumped at Ouli and grazed his paw across her face as a warning then backed off and fled into the trees.
Ouli stumbled back, she then fell onto her back, her face in a lot of pain she stood up and stared at the path the wolf took, why didn't he kill me, or hurt me more? She shook her head and stumbled on to the stream.

Ouli stared at what she didn't believe was three deep cuts in her muzzle near the edge, she whimpered and turned away, they had stopped bleeding luckily. Now she was scarred, just something else to add to her list of reasons why she was an outcast...

Ouli kept her head down as she walked by two parents of her species with a single kit, the little kit ran up to her, walking at her side for a while until the kit asked in a soft, innocent voice, "Why do you have no fur on yor back?" The little kit looked so curious and sweet.
But Ouli didn't aknowledge her, the kit let out a noise of frustration, "Why do you have those scars on your nose?" She asked again, but Ouli kept walking, she then sat down on her haunches and looked at the kit, her green eyes full of anger, "Why do you want to know these things, just so you can go tell your parents you saw an outcast, " She challenged, her posture stiff.
The kit stopped her pace and looked up at Ouli, "I was just wondering, you looked like you needed a friend, " The kit said in a voice that sounded slightly irritated.
Ouli let out a snort, "I don't need a friend, I need something to make me feel less empty inside, " She said in a dark voice, "Now go before your parents get angry with me, " She said in a stiff voice now, not very happy that this kit was trying to be nice to her.
The kit backed up, it's ears in a dissapointed flop on her skull, she let out a soft snort and padded away quickly back to her parents.
Ouli stood up and shook out her short pelt, the checked her surroundings to make sure no other Kayrah were around to push her down further into her depression...

Form Number: 3
Have you read the rules?:
Yep

[TheCalicoTabby]

Adorable art, Bella! ^^ And that's a great story, Izzybee. I can tell you read through what I wrote about the species. =3

[y i n]

b]Username:[/b] horse lover 114
Kayrah's Name: Amore {Means love in Italian}
Creative Work: wip
Form Number: 4
Have you read the rules?: Yes
Do you want me to prove just in case?

[TheCalicoTabby]

Do you want me to prove just in case?

Just prove it by following the rules. Can't wait to see your entry. ^^

[.Live.Love.Laugh.]

Username:
Midnight Blue

Kayrah's Name:
Indah { Indonesian for Beautiful.}

Creative Work:
Are poems accepted? If so:

Outcasted..

My Back is Bare.
Why is life so un-fair?

Am an outcast.
There's no lie about that.

Am all the time being mocked
Sotimes even being forgot.

Am an outcast.
There's no lie about that.

{ Un-Finished }


Form Number:
Five

Have you read the rules?:
Yes,

[TheCalicoTabby]

Are poems accepted? If so:

Yes, poems are accepted. =3 Sounds great so far. ^^

[IzzyBee]

And that's a great story, Izzybee. I can tell you read through what I wrote about the species. =3

I needed something to occupy myself after an hour of drawing, so I had a lot of time and inspiration, and yeah, I read through it like 5 times..X3