[Isa Novak]

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Aura Light (Erin)

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Aura Light was borne from a galaxy when it was created; no one knows how old or young she is--just that she has been around. Her aura-like mane and tail tip was a piece of the galaxy when she was borne: it never had left her, and Aura Light keeps it very close and sacred to her. Other animals wish to capture part of her mane, but if she loses the galaxy, that little piece of her: Aura Light will become nothingness. Her wings were actually a disorder; when some animals took most of her mane while she was sleeping. As she regained her strength and her mane redeveloped, her wings appeared in a burst of light. Aura took this as a sign other rebirth, so she renamed herself Erin: because she wished to represent new birth.
Erin now is as healthy as ever: but is ultimately protective of her mane, and can become a bit hostile and haughty. But, Erin remains a little piece of her world--her own little galaxy.
We cannot predict how Erin will be in the future...Apple has that all under her wing

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[Clara Erassari]

I'm known as tђє ฬ๏๓คภ tฬเςє ๔єค๔, however
most people call me Clara or Leista.
Some call me "Woman", although I'd prefer you
didn't. ^^"
It just sounds a bit strange. :3
However, feel free to call me whichever
you so wish.
I'll respond to any combination of any of
those nicknames.

I would call this beautiful girl Theá Astéri
Krystállina. It's derived from Greek,
meaning "Goddess Star Crystal", as it is
believed that she has fallen from the
Heavens.

Some nicknames of hers include: Teri, Star,
and Wraith.Occasionally, she might also be
called Devi or Aurora, which are her favorites.

The "stories" below will actually be various excerpts from her diary.
But shh... Don't tell Teri! She won't be happy if you find out that everyone can see it!

The Past;;

1590 | Entry #1

Well, it seems that the nice family that found me has given me this little book for me to write in. I supposed it's to keep track of my experiences and memories, so I'll relate what happened about a month ago...

"It was dark out; however, the moon was full. A thin blanket shrouded the valley that was surrounded by mountains on three sides. Suddenly, there was a streak of pink and orange light, crackling with the sound of flames, that streaked across the sky and went in the general direction of the middle mountain to the back of the valley. It crashed there, digging a hole into the ground a couple feet deep and several yards long.
It was there, beside that fallen star, where they found me. I was exhausted, and somewhat disheveled. They offered me shelter, and took me home. I remember very little about that time, as I was mostly drifting in and out of consciousness."

Well, that's pretty much all that happened... In this quaint little family there's a mother, father, and a son. They all have relatively light coats, but the son... His fur is white, with pale blue accents. Seeing him sets my heart a-flutter, but I refuse to admit it to anyone but myself.



1591 | Entry #2

Well, it has been a few weeks since I last wrote in this thing... I should really keep up with that...
Anyway, I've taken the name Astéri, but it seems that everyone insists on calling me Theá Astéri Krystállina, which really bugs me. I've been told that it means Goddess Star Crystal in Greek. I don't view myself much as a Goddess, but whatever. My dearest friend (who I will not name, no matter how much anyone bugs me about it, so I will always refer to him as "my dearest friend") has started to teach me to play the harp. My paws are clumsy, and keep sliding off the strings.
Also, I keep getting little cuts on them. He suggested I wear gloves, but I don't really like them much. Although I suppose I should, as I don't really like the cuts, either. At least until I actually learn, anyway.

1591 | Entry #3

Well, I actually managed to write in here for the second day in a row. Hurrah! Ahem, anyway...
I successfully played a few notes on my dearest friend's harp!
And, I must share this news, too; his parents bought me my own harp! It's a gorgeous Paraguayan diatonic harp with 40 strings. It's made from tropical wood, pine, and cedar. It stands at about five feet tall, and weighs around ten pounds. I love how it feels! I can't wait to learn to play it fully!
My adopted family is much too kind to me.

1591 | Entry #4

Yes! I finally did it! It's been a couple of days since my last entry, but I finally managed to play through an entire piece! <3
No stops, no help, just me playing my beautiful harp. I truly love it, and my dearest friend has trapped my heart. He has won me over with his soft and gentle attitude, and he has put up with how tone deaf I am. But hey, I'm getting infinitely better. Maybe someday I won't need to look at a chart to read and double check every note! I truly look forward to it.

1615 | Entry #5

It really has been a long time since my last entry, hasn't it...? Well, all I really have to say is that I'm surprised this little book survived...
Just this and my harp...
Everything else is gone...



1632 | Entry #6

I think it's time for me to finally put down what had happened down on paper... Even as I write this, my heart aches and fills me with crushing sorrow...
Anyway, read on to see why I have disappeared for so long.

"I had fallen for the little boy who had found me. He was my best, and only, friend that didn't include his parents.

He stood by me, no matter what it was I was doing. He treated me like I mattered.
He treated me as if I was normal.
I learned to play the harp, and everything was as it should be. Then everything changed.
Everything got much, much worse.
It started out like a normal, average day; just like every other day from the past few years. But as I was walking to my adopted home, I saw it:
smoke.
Lots of billowing, black smoke.
My heart dropped. My body froze. My mind went frantic. I couldn't breathe, and all I could hear was a distant ringing.
Every part of me filled with horror, and I started running. I cursed how small my wings were, and how they couldn't help me to reach my friend.
My family.
My love..."

Well, that's it. That's what happened. I lost everything in a matter of moments... And it's all my fault... It may be awhile before I write in here again, but I felt that I needed to put everything down. It seems that I cannot age, but I did not want to forget anything.
Not a single second of my short time with them.
I actually wrote a poem for them, which you will find below.

It happened so suddenly, I could hardly take it in.
I was surrounded by sadness, it swallowed me whole.
Full of sorrow, I mourned for my lost kin,
I still feel the heat, hear the piercing ring in my soul,
Of the fire and the people I lost that day.
The smoke still surrounds me and my hardened heart,
But still before bed to myself, I pray
That someday they’ll come back and we’ll never part.
One tragedy is enough for anyone;
It’s hard to see how people cope with many more.
This burden I carry, it weighed a ton,
Never will it leave me, it stays in my core.
There is a piece missing, from my heart.
It will never be complete;
It was taken in the fire, with ones I loved from the start.



1633 | Entry #7

Well, I realized I had forgotten some information from my last entry... So here it is.
A few days after the fire, I had been told that a lantern had started the blaze. A harmless little light source had been knocked over from one of them reading and having fallen asleep. I blamed myself, of course. I still do. If I had just been there... I could have changed everything.
I could have stopped it.
But I was too late.
It was also at that time that I swore that I would never take a mate. I would become like a wraith, wandering. Lost.

The Present;;

2011 | Entry #8

It's been awhile since I even touched this little book. And it feels as if it has been forever ago since I lost everything. Sometimes it feels like it has been only days. I have changed over the years, and sometimes I question myself.
Is this the true me?
Is this really how I am meant to be?
I suppose it doesn't matter in the end.
In any case, it seems I have many others swooning over me again; I am loved, but I will not love. I will stay alone. It's best that way, anyway.
Maybe someday I'll let in some friends, but if it gets to be too much, I will shut them out again.



2012 | Entry #9

I've done it again. I keep flirting with the boys, and they end up chasing after me... I really should stop. But I can't. It makes me feel stronger and in control of my emotions, but I know it's mostly just to hide.
I'm also cocky now. I show off now, too. Mostly my harp playing skills. I surprised myself when I found out that I could still play. I'm so much better than what I used to be.
Still, things are better than what they were. Music is a good way to hide, eh? Plus, it may help with some of this sorrow and pain. Or maybe it'll make it more prominent.
Eh, we shall see. I hope I haven't forgotten all the notes... Hm... I'd also like to learn to sing. I should find a tutor at some point.



2013 | Entry #10

Well, I found myself a tutor to learn to sing. For the first time in several years, I find myself truly excited and looking forward to something. I think things are finally starting to look up. My heart still aches for my dearest friend sometimes, but I suppose that will never go away. I don't want it to, either. It just proves to me that he was real, and not just a dream as some of my memories sometimes appear to be.

The Future;;

???? | Entry #???

Doing a gag future entry on the last page. Why not?
I see myself growing tired of hiding, and finally let my true self show. I highly doubt that, however. I can see myself still playing the harp, and being a horrible singer. Hrm... That doesn't seem like much fun at all. Oh well. I will still try.
I know I will still have no mate, and I will still look the same as I do now.
A lonely angel, lonelier than before, with her heart torn in two.
I will probably still look back on my past and regret some actions, such as not arriving in time... But I will never regret having been found by them. My adopted family is the only family I have ever known, and I will miss and love them.

All sprites ~ by BloodScythe
Poem in form ~ by I ♥ German Shepherds
Chibi ~ by me
Falling Star ~ by Nacho-Taco
Sitting Chibi ~ by wolfpuppies
Anthro ~ by mimi911
Leap for the Stars ~ starry-knight
Just lounging about ~ by wildetier
Walking Chibi ~ by wildetier
Looking back ~ by BloodScythe
Ah, just lil ol' me~ ~ by wolfpuppies
Why, hello there. ~ by Neko-the-Gunslinger
Sleeping ~ by StarHorse
Flirtatious~ ~ by starry-knight
For all is lost... ~ by Slipmottbrey
Little bit of a shy flirt ~ by wolfpuppies
With her diary ~ by wolfpuppies
Alone in the world ~ by Derpwolf:3

Animated Devi ~ by BloodScythe
Feeding Devi ~ by BloodScythe
Looking off into the distance ~ by Amberblaze
Why am I a pony? ~ by mimi911
Human Devi ~ by BloodScythe
Why, hello there (Full). ~ by Neko-the-Gunslinger
Avatar ~ by me
Grumpy ~ by Legadema Cinderheart
At Sunset ~ by me/BloodScythe
Hello ~ by me/BloodScythe
Oh? ~ by me/BloodScythe
Resting ~ by me/BloodScythe
Windswept ~ by me/BloodScythe
Exploring ~ by me/BloodScythe
Profile ~ by me/BloodScythe
Watercolour Chibi ~ by me
Playing her harp ~ by BloodScythe

*All quotes (C) to BBC and Doctor Who*
*All photos (C) to their respective owners*
*Photographs of Pipecleaner Devi by BloodScythe*
*Pipecleaner Devi made by me*

[Crazychick3000]

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name;;Midnight Honor
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[Oddly Shaded]

My username is Oddly Shaded. I've been online since 31st October 2009 and I own multiple characters but only one other Kiamara. I don't usually have dream characters, but looking at this BEAUTIFUL girl, she's a dream character. I feel I'd be able to love her so much and give her the attension she deserves. There are many people whom are very confident she has a good home with me, but I'm confident that anywhere she goes, she'll be in a perfect home.

Kiamara #200 deserves a special name for an extrodinary character & design. I've decided that this beautiful creatures name shall be Corbeau-crépuscule which is french for 'Dusk Raven'. Her name is pronounced like 'Core-bow kray-pu-scu-ll' which is my interpretation of the two french words. Her nickname is 'Corbie or Corbeau' which is easier than her full name. I specifically choose this combination of word because of her colours. She was designed with a beautiful hair style which is 'cosmic-like' by a brilliant designer, fantastic artist, and the raven like black markings with the vibrant pinks and apricots remind me of a raven against a dusk sky. I feel she's perfection... & Sadly perfection cannot have the best name, but I can try my hardest!

Like alice falling down the rabbit hole, it was as if I, *breaks the story* hi I'm Corbeau by the way, as if I had fallen from the skies. No one really knew where I'd come from, or how I had come about. I remember my first day... Everything, was so dark. As if I'd fallen from the graces of heaven to become stranded. Though this world was beautiful and the creatures so unique, the trees so tall and gracefully adding to the darkness, I felt out of place. This world, I felt it could not possibly understand my wisdom, and my difference. I felt I'd been through this all before. And in some cruel act of faith, my guardians had forced me back... To learn a lesson? Find where I a belong in order to belong elsewhere? I had no idea... It seems I had to try to find my purpose, the question so many ask... The riddle to life. Why we've been placed here in this relm, and to ask questions.

I had tried to find someone who spoke my language, but all I heard were weird, abnormal sounds. The weirdest sound i'd heard was certainly from the cow. What a frightful, painful sound. But sooner rather than later I found a create, the same as I. She also spoke my language. Of course not all the tender with the frightened me, but none the less she gave me information. She said my species was 'Kiamara'. Though i was clearly not familiar with this species, I accepted this information. She alerted me to the the fact I was mutated, though she did announce her envy for my hair which she refered to as a cloud of galaxy. I of course completely agreed, but did not understand her envy for it. The giant mop of hair more than often got in the way. After a short conversation the Kiamara was on her way, leaving me in the dark once more.

Please note this picture is HALF of that paragraph & is a WIP

I decided that it was my best option to find a path and follow it. So I did. It ran the opposite direction to other Kiamara, but looked alot brighter, even though everything was still very dark. I felt something land on me. It was cold, and wet. I had never seen this phenomenon but it was beautiful. Water falling from the sky. Dampening everything, except my hair. It still flowed as if it obsorbed the rain. Before long I came across another Kiamara. This Kia had a completely different veiw of me. Unlike the one i'd came across a few hours earlier. It saw me and it's jaw almost dropped. The first words I heard from it's mouth was "Your gorgeous". He came up behind me and nudged me towards a green area that looked like it almost glowed! Like my hair... As the male kiamara pushed me into the open area he gave a call out as if I were bait to some creature about to come out an chew on my bones. But instead, kiamara's came out of hiding. There was hundreds of them. Well, 199 of them to be exact. 199 kiamara's other than myself. And they all knew that I was 200. I was the 200th Kiamara, and they all treated me as if I was a goddess...


To the present day those Kiamara's have treated me like their goddess. I'm still not incredibly sure as to why, but I make sure not to take advantage of their kindness and help them lead a natural life. I try to be on the outside looking in, keeping my distance from them, only coming from the forest when they need my assistance. Whenever a new Kiamara if found wondering the woodlands, either myself or one of the other elder kiamara's lead them to the group. Newborns are brought to me and they are blessed. It gives the kiamara's a sense of security, even if I feel as if I do nothing, it helps them.

I live in the elder tree outside of camp and stay there for as long as I can until someone comes to get me for a blessing or to see the newest Kiamara's as they arrive. But other than that occasion I stay in the tree. Like a hermit hidding away from society. Even if I know all they want to do it love me as a kiamara. But until I find out my purpose, I cannot be a complete member of their world.


I've always thought that maybe I was a star that burnt out and fell down to earth. Perhaps I'll be summond back to where I came from. To the skies to watch over the Kiamara race. A part of the skies themselves perhaps. Or possibly I'll find out where I came from to be able to consider myself a kiamara, and possibly find myself someone to share life with. Or become friends with another kiamara whom doesn't consider me their god.

Maybe i'll find that Kiamara that found me in the woods those years ago. She didn't consider me a god and I respect her so much for not instantly considering me above her. She'll be my friend. For now.

Offical Reference by Apple

Species, design and ref were all created by Apple

The following art was done by myself, click to enlarge!




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