[guqqi]

Extending the date to the 8th of January, finish up forms! <3

[Sable.]

the complicated, friendly little writer ✎

U s e r n a m e :
AppleCat, just call me cat though ^^.

N a m e :
Her name is Fern.
A sweet, simple little name. I chose the name, from her feathers. They are the same colour as the ferns that grow by my home. The more I thought about it, the more the name seemed to fit her design. Also because she reminds me of someone who would like nature. All her friends call her Ferny and Furl.

G e n d e r:
Female ♀

P e r s o n a l i t y :
Fern is a complicated little lass.

As a youngster, Fern was the one to hide in the shadows, curled up in the corner. She was the runt, the weakling. A omega in a pack of alpha wolves, as her mother would say. Her lack of skill with speech, and smaller size made her a sitting duck, the perfect prey for the bigger, stronger (sometimes even uglier) kiamaras. She was picked on for being quiet, being small. She really just didn't know how to assert herself, expel her dominance. She was just to passive to try, so she built metal barriers and blocked out all others. To most others now, she appears cold, distant from everything. In reality she is still scared to allow others in. Beneath this hardened exterior there is a bubbly, friendly little writer. Fern has a deep, creative, artistic side, shown with her great love of music, and even more of writing. Even though she has no hope with speech, Fern can express herself perfectly down to her deepest thoughts and feelings. She writes at least once everyday. Writing is the one thing she acknowledges about herself in a good fashion. Fern has a strange ability, she is a very deep thinker so she can pick out even the slightest hints of emotions of others, down to what makes them tick even if she knows them well. She is a sweet, gentle, beautiful girl. Even though she doesn't think that now there is hope for her to, one day. A loyal friend, a bright spark. She hates mundane activities and avoids routine, she craves adventure, a thirst for excitement. Few ever get to see that side of her, beside her loved ones. Only those who can weasel their way past her 'shell'. She does pride herself, of course on showing her writings to others. No one can truly understand Fern, but she likes havign that slightly mysterious air about her.



Q u i r k s :
Fern is not good with speaking, but has real talent for writing.

She sneezes a bit like a kitten.

Fern often gets hiccups at very random times.

Fern cannot swallow pills.

She could never accept that one of her loved ones had a fatal flaw.

Fern has an overly sentitive scence of smell, even for a kiamara. The strong scents can make her cringe for how much stronger they are to her.

She never asks for help until there is no possible way for her to do something at the last moment.

Fern cannot stand to do the same thing fay after day

When she is scared, or nervous, Fern humms the tune to the song 'Old MacDonald had A Farm'.

She loves nature, and trees, all that stuff, so on the third Wednesday of every month she plants a different type of plant. A type of tree in the summer months, vegetables in the winter months, shrubs in the autumn months, and flowering fruit trees in the spring months.

Fern has taught herself to use a pen, like a person might. She just watched people doing it forages, and started to copy by holding it between her toes.

Fern cannot go a day without writing. She gets a bit fidgitty if she hasn't, and can't fall asleep that night. For this, she always, without fail, carries a note book and pen with her.

Fern only rights in aqua blue, orchid purple, lime green, canary yellow, or cerulean blue shades of ink. None other. She refuses to.

Fern loves eating Mosaic Dessert Bars and makes them every Sunday night at 4pm, then cuts them into cubes when finished.

When she's concentrating, she pokes her tongue out, without noticing it.


Art:

I know it's not great, but I did spend a long time on it ^^;

Story:
The Kindness of a Passer-by

An orange swirled kiamara sat alone on the park bench, its peeling green paint scratching the sensitive pads of her paws against it. She had her tongue slightly sticking out of her mouth as the scrawled away in a note book.

I feel alone.
She wrote.
She wrote what she felt, and felt what she wrote.

A little wolf sat upon rock.
His name but a mystery to the world and his black pelt hiding him from everything else in the gloom.
The glow from the moon fell on his back illuminating his pelt to silver, a comforting embrace, letting him know at least the MotherMoon still cared for him. As the lonesome feelings swelled in his chest and churned in his mind; the instinct he had so wish to suppress broke free.

A long eerie soul-splitting tune was uttered from his mouth. It spilled straight from his heart shattering the midnight silence. It rang out across the darkened landscape only highlighted by pale unbroken moonlight.

And again all was silent as his song ceased.
And he turned back into the shadow where he could hide.

The words flowed as easily as water as her pen darted backwards and forwards, creating the carefully crafted letters in smooth lines of cerulean blue inked flowed to a stop as she paused to admire her work.

To absorbed in her little world of literature, the kiamara failed to notice a grey kiamara, and its purple companion peering over her shoulder. "That's real good writing." An enthusiastic voice thundered in the little writer's ear. Startled, she clutched the note book and pen to her chest and turned around rapidly.

"Don"t be scared. I'm Northern, and that's Artemis." The grey kiamara nodded motioning to the purple one. "I-I'm Fern." The beautiful orange kiamara whispered barely audible.

"Oh your shy. That's okay. We won't hurt you or nothin'" Northern tried to persuade the cowering Fern. "P-promise?" Fern uttered looking up slowly at the slow slightly older kimaras. "Promise." The purple, Artemis added gently.

Fern spent late into the evening sharing her writings with the two kiamaras, after they took an hour to completely convince her they would not hurt her. "No one understands me. But, then I met you guys." Ferm looked up at the two with shining hope-filled eyes. Hope she had finally found friendship.

"Same time tomorrow, squirt?" Artemis ruffled up the mane on Fern's head. Fern nodded eagerly as her new friends Northern and Artemis waved good bye with a flick of their tails.

That night, a new piece of writing accompanied the morning's previous wolf piece on the opposite page;
The little butterfly. Care-free from life's responsibilities, beautiful, the sign of happiness. It flutters in and out, not wondering to where the wind shall take it. It's happy aura in the warm sunshine. It can only do but one thing; make one smile.

[.Missy.]

Hi, i'm .Missy. and I think this baby is adorable!

Her name would be Brandi, as I think its a cute little tom-boy name .3.

Totally female! She has a feminine look in her eyes, but isn't too lady-like

Well, Brandi is very tom-boyish. She loves mud, and loves rolling around. When someone she doesn't like comes around, she will try to keep to herself, though sometimes she may just let it out. Being a sarcastic one, she has very many friend guys, and few girls. If you were to hang out with her for a day, your be completely worked out. Brandi is also very sweet to her friends and family, and tries to help them if she can. She often receives compliments on her artwork, as she is also very creative.

Brandi is the quirky one. She has a few…

Brandi eats her hamburger meet first, then eats the bun o.O

Brandi hates spiders that are small, and is fine with large spiders

Brandi collects arrow heads

Brandi sleeps without a pillow sometimes

When eating buffalo wings, she pulls the meat off the bones first

Brandi eats ribs without bbq sauce

Brandi uses her tail as a mustache sometimes

Brandi likes to stare a lava lamps, even when they are off

Brandi bites her cheeks when she's nervous

When she is in a football game, she does flips to warm up

When its warm, Brandi sprays the hoes water all over her yard and rolls in the mud to keep cool


Story~
Brandi was walking to foot-ball practice. It was a nice, warm, summer day. There were no clouds in the sky, and the warmth of the sun was beating on her back. Arriving at the foot-ball field, she did some stretches. Suddenly, she felt a drop of water fall on her nose as the sky became dark. It was a storm alright, but what was that shape up ahead? It was twirling, she could tell. What that a.. a tornado? Coming straight for her? Brandi fell limp and almost passed out. Part of her said 'run! Run as fast as you can!' and the other part of her said 'find low ground' but she ran anyway.

Dodging trees, Brandi didn't stop to look behind her shoulder. "I am so dead!" She screeched before feeling a gust of wind tumble her down a hill. "No!" She roared, landing into a mud-puddle. Looking around, she found a small cave and padded in, right before the tornado ripped down the hill. Brandi sighed and stayed there before walking home. She realized how scared her family was and cried too, happy she wasn't dead.

Art~
Terrible Chibi
Brandi running
I actually uses oekaki this time
More oekaki Brandi head

See, the first two were photoshop drawn, but then I used oekaki after. Much better!

[The Glass Doe]

Username:
Swagzilla
Name:
Ms. Lillyanna Lake (Lilly for short)
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Shes very curious, and sometimes puts herself in danger without knowing to go snoop things out, somehow it always works out for her and she turns out okay! She does not say much! When she does she has a slight adorable stutter. She loves to snack on all sorts of fruit and greens, her favorite is cherries! This beautiful girl lives by the lake, and loves to swim with her little froggy friends every day, then goes to bathe in the sun
Quirks:
Watching the water
Lilly will just stand completely still, for hours, staring into the water and waiting for some fish to swim by so she can get a closer look! They are so cute and interesting to her....and also slimy!

Sun Bathing
Lillyanna loves to sit in the sun and feel the warmth crawl through her wet fur to her skin after a swim with the froggys!

Butterfly watching
Lilly loves the colorful butterflys, and gets very distracted by them. She stopped trying to catch them though cause she accidently kills them because she uses her mouth...I guess we didnt know that teeth can hurt the flutterby's.....Its okay though! We still love to watch them together <3

Art/Story: ART! WIP!

[.Eclipse.]

Good luck to whoever the winner is of this lucky girl.

[.Missy.]

Good luck people! Good luck Fruitymeow! Its Twig >.<

[guqqi]

Judging will now start! No new forms will be accepted! Nor can already-made forms make edits!
Even though judging has started, it is not certain that the winner will be chosen today, most likely in 1 or 3 days max.

[.Missy.]

Thanks Blue! I added another piece of art right before you posted this. Is that ok? Also, PM me, I need to tell you something about out chat we had on the fan forum >.<

[.Eclipse.]

Okay Blue! Good luck guys!

[Sable.]

Oh gosh cx
There's those nervous butterflies
Best of luck everyone <3
Gosh, so much great entries

Good luck judging blueaura ^^