the land of faerres { Sih likes shiny things }

[BlazeMeow]

Blaise was a hyper girl who could never sit still, which usually got her into trouble. She always wore a simple pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and never really bothered with anything too serious. The one thing she was talented with was animals. She loved them, and not just like the child that is fascinated by a puppy or kitten, but with a burning flame of wonder to understand and cooperate with creatures. She never thought of animals like others did. Many grew to understand them as animals, that was that. Blaise thought deeper into them, how they have feelings, every movement of a muscle in bounding or the grace of a pounce. In this way she could hold a conversation with her alone talking, branching into topics with pets and jokes. Blaise had dark brown hair, always pulled up in a ponytail and out of her face even though a few loose strands always found their way into her eyes. She was tall, decent for a thirteen year old, and the curiousity of a child still hadn't faded off. She was a chocolate tan from always adventuring outside, with vibrant evergreen eyes that sprakle whenever she laughs, which was often. At the time she had on her favorite fire red hoody on, rolled up at the sleeves which she picked at impatiently.
Many times had Blaise heard of Vinara, but never had she seen such color and radiant nature. Her heart pounded with excitement, people crowding the tall stone, even chicldren clinging tightly to a parents hand with their fingers in their mouth, giggling and saying: "Look mummy!! It's so fuzzy!" Before the parent shushed them. Blaise got some pretty nasty looks as she made her way to the front. This must be the Altar! She thought, thinking she would burst before she got there. Blaise tugged at the string on her sweatshirt hood, curiousity brimming as she peered up.
She intaked quickly, and the little breath sent in imense wonder beyond belief. The creatures were magestic, fur sleek and glowing in the sun that dappled between the leaves. There were two, and Blaise wasn't sure if anyone had told her they had two at a time, but she barely took thought of that, smirking like a child found with a hand in the cookie jar up at the two Faerres. The more confident of the two had a blue pelt, that glistened like moving waves in the sea. Blaise could barely see the other, shyly behind the first. Its pelt was magnifisent, and it drew Blaise to dare closer. The first looked straight at her, flicked its tail, and peered around again. Despreate to meet eyes with the shy one but not wanting to scare them, Blaise took out her little notebook from her hoody pocket and started scribbling furiously every detail.
"Hey, move over!" A boy elbowed Blaise to get to the front. His chocolate brown hair got in his face so he'd brush it back every few seconds.
"What's the rush?" Blaise asked, blinking. The boy glanced at her.
"They're the first to go up as two, twins even willing to seperate. I want to blue one!" Blaise was staring at him oddly, then frowned.
"What about that one?" She asked, smiling at the blazed pelted Faerre. The boy glanced at it.
"What about him? He's too quiet, and tiny." Blaise tsked under her breath.
"I meant wouldn't you take them together." she said briskly. The boy snorted.
"Look, it's a choice and I want that one. Now clam it." Blaise watched him stalk away to some other boys, then glanced back up at the red pelted Faerre.
"Don't worry, bud." She murmered under her breath, wishing she could run her fingers through the silky looking fur. The Faerres ears lifted, one little movement. "I want you." Blaise watched the two Faerres nudge each other, smiling at the resemblence in the ears. "And your brother, too. You're both so beatiful, aren't you?" It irked her that the boy would be willing to seperate the two and how hard that would be for two brothers, but how would two, if even one Faerre choose her? Suddenly she felt small, just another person who was aweing at the creatures spread out before them like a gamble. What was the chance she, among so many, could get them?
She clenched her fists in her pockets. A small, small chance. A small, small chance she would take.

[*Blackberry*]

Merlila-female-16-in school-looks







Merlila strolled through the library, she found the book she was looking for. She took it off the shelf, and strolled some more. She took another book and decided that her break time for school was going to be over soon and she had little time to borrow. Merlila saw no one lining up and walked hurriedly over.

She placed the books down and her card, the librarian glanced boredly and scanned for her, Merlila rolled her eyes and took the books and her card and hurried to class. She was 16 years old, with goldenish-blond hair which reaches to her waist, her bangs slightly passed her eyebrows. Merlila had blue eyes, whixh tend to freak people out.

Merlila headed to class, the rest of the day, she planned what she should do after school. She didnt care about listening to class, she was a little like genius, so she was rarely picked for question, as the last lesson arrived, she smiled and watched the clock eagerly.

Merlila waited for the school bell to signal end of school, as it rang, she didn't care. She ran back home smiling, she would change and go to the park and read her books, than head back for dinner, she smirked, she had already finish all her homework in class.

She ran up to her room, grabbed her books and changed to a blue shirt the same color as her shirt, and wore a white skirt. Merlila had to go through the forest to reach the park, she walked through it easily and went to the park when she froze, she forgot her keys.

And her mum would be out, she ran back, but stopped. There were two paths, she tossed a coin and choose the left way, she ran but instead of her usual path she was in a kind of beautiful park. Merlila took the risk, and walked, admiring the sunset and the surroundings.

She walked and saw a gate, puzzled, she walked through and tapped the nearest person shoulder, as the psrson turned, she smiled,

" Hello, may I ask where we are currently? "

She asked politely, the man frowned,

" this is the land of faerres, and we woo them to make them our partner. Hey, look! Twins! "

He exclaimed. Merlila muttered a thanks and walked and saw the twins, but the blue came out first and a moment passed when the other one came out. Her eyes immdiately look at him, his pelt was shinning a little from the sunset. She couldn't even drag her eyes away from him.

As they began, she knew right away that the orange one was timid and shy, and most likely loved books too. The blue one, later known as Ewel, began their speech, her ears listened clearly for the orange one name, as he said Lewe, she smiled. His name was so perfect, it fitted him.

As Lewe interuppted from time to time, she sniggered, he was quite adorable for doing that. She smiled, and Lewe mentioned he loved going for strolls at the park and books. Merlila glanced at her two books, she clutched them to her chest as her heart beated excitedly.

As they finished, she felt people shoving, but hardly any went to poor Lewe. Merlila waited paitently for her turn, as she came to him, she sat down,

" Hello Lewe, I apologize for not wooing your brother too. He seem to confident, and I hardly have any courage. So we dont go well, but you, have everything in common with me. I was going to read in the park, when I remembered I left my keys. I went as usual, but I tossed a coin and picked the left route as I forgot where my house direction is. And I am here, right on them for you. Either it is fate, or is it just plain luck? "

She said softly and remebered her books, she placed them in front of him,

" I love going for strolls in the park, and reading books. In my city, we have plenty of librarys, cities may be noisy for you, but there are certain places that is quite quiet, and that is where I stay. I apologize once more for not even preparing anything for you, but my house have this huge garden, and you can read there whenever you want. My house is three-storey high, if you are afraid of heights, I can let you take the first floor room. Look at these books, "

She pointed to her books,

" These are the type which I love to read, well, there many types. Like, romance, adventure, fairy tales, happy endings, violence, or funny type "

She said,

" Oh great! I forgot to say my name, my name is Merlila, but I will only let you call me Lila, and my favourite is adventure, how about you? Take these two books as a gift, it doesn't belong to me, but I can pay the librarian and say that I gave to someone special. And if I don't have goldnish blond hair, blue eyes and is thin, I might be called a nerd. "

Saying softly and chuckling. Merlila smiled warmly,

" you might be wondering, will I be able to sastify you? Well, whoever gets your brother, I will make sure to arrange with them to let you meet your brother, "

She paused for a while, and tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear, continuing,

" I will take strolls with you anytime, let you read my books. I have 193 books, and read them all more then twice. And you can amuse yourself when I am at school, I know two of my friends, a famour eagle and Blackberry, they own faerres. One is a farmer who is Retho, female. Another is Krej, known as prince. You can play with them. "

She said, she thought, " have I finished? " her answer was, " no. "

" no matter what, I want you to be happy, find someone better. Bye Lewe. "

She forced out the words, tears filling her eyes, she walked off, and wondered, wouls that be her last goodbye to him?

[Starmz ♥]

Oh my, they look amazing, Taiyo! Great job! :'D
I really like the twin aspect of it, and how they could separate (wouldn't it be nice if they went to two best friends, so they got to see each other almost every day?) and choose differently. I especially adore Ewel's pelt, and their dynamic together is absolutely wonderful. Good luck to everyone!

[Cinnamon Vanilla]

Just me, teenager

I stood in front of the stage, awaiting the arrival of these special faerres. I looked down at my shorts, then my tank top that didn't quite match. I pushed up my glasses and sighed, pulling back my waist length brown hair for the millionth time. It glimmered slightly in the sun, but either wise was just brown. I scanned my silvery blue eyes over the crowd, having to turn around to see everyone add I was in front. I heard a gasp and looked up quickly to the stage, seeing both faerres walk out onto the stage. The faerres seemed to be fighting, our bickering rather, and I felt empathy for the shy one. I had been shy moist of my life, but had recently come out of my shell. I walked up to both of them, taking a deep breath. " Hello, my name is Daelyn, it is very nice to meet you both." I turned to the shy one, looking him in the eye, but showing that I wanted to be friends. "I think I could help both of you get along. I would also like friends, and I would take very good care of you both. I would love it if I could take you home with me. Would you like to come with me?" I looked around the crowd, trying to calm down and not blush. "I really would like it if you came with me. It would help all of us to be with each other. What do you say?" I said, backing up a few steps to let someone else talk to them.

[Ashenjay]

TWINS
TWINS
TWINS

MUST
TRY

-RESERVE-

[pecan]

More About Antoinette
I ran. Ebony hair streaming, tears flowing, I gasped as the air tore harshly at my lungs. Were they still chasing me? I risked a backward glance and to my utter dismay, the baker and his friends were still hot on my heels, yelling and brandishing pitchforks and spades.

I knew my heart was pounding too fast. I knew I would die of overexertion soon if I kept on running. A stab at my side and I let out a small scream, turning and seeing the baker and his stupid pitchfork. "Here's the little thief!" he exclaimed, triumphant. I tried to run but he grabbed my arm and pointed the pitchfork threateningly at me. "Please!" I cried, glancing up at him with my emerald green eyes. "I - I didn't mean to steal that bread! I was hungry!" "Too bad," came his smug reply.

I looked back in terror. The other men were coming, walking this time, because they knew the baker had a firm grip on me and I couldn't escape. "We'll report you to the Head Constable first thing!" The baker gloated.

While he was laughing and joking with his friends over his 'prize catch', I kicked him hard in the shin, and let loose a series of punches on his nose. He cursed, and once his grip loosened, I pulled myself free and scrambled away to the north, where the Dark Forest was, its shadowed trees just a hundred meters away.

Wasn't I the top runner in school? Didn't I win the hundred-meter flat race hands-down? With these thoughts in mind, I clenched my teeth and sprinted. I was cloaked in the darkness of the forest even before the baker knew what was happening.

However, the falling night would make things difficult.

It was awfully dark. I couldn't see anything except for the faint silhouettes of trees and plants. I blinked a few times, squeezed my eyes shut for twenty seconds and opened them slowly to get used to the darkness. It worked, much to my relief.

~~~*~~~

I weaved my way carefully through the patch of brambles. It was fortunate that I had worn my best pair of jeans - it had thick, deep-blue denim that protected me from scratches.

I was too busy trying not to get welts from the brambles - hey, brambles slapping against my legs still hurt though I was wearing jeans - that I didn't realise there was a huge tree root sticking out in front of me. The next thing I knew, I had tripped.

I fell, screaming, into nothingness, and the world went black. It wasn't that I had fainted; I just couldn't see anything but darkness.

~~~*~~~

The falling sensation stopped, and I felt grass beneath me. I tore up a few clumps in frustration as my eyesight, inch by inch, crept back. I couldn't hold back a huge sigh of relief as I blinked, glad to be able to see again.

The sight before me...that grand building of oak...the fox-like creatures...

It couldn't be.

"Vinara," I whispered. The land of the Faerres, the land of magic. Pure magic. I sucked in a huge breath of air, and found that it tasted sweet, like honey and sugar and perhaps the nectar of the best flowers in the world.

I spotted a few Faerres looking at me curiously, and I couldn't resist giving them a small smile. Now, I absolutely believed my grandfather's usually exaggerated and crazy stories about Vinara.

And then I spotted the Altar.

It was grand, even grander than the pictures of the Versailles, one of the most dazzling French palaces in history. Carved entirely out of smooth brown oak, it had a little stage, complete with heavy curtains. And the most exciting thing was the huge crowd of Faerres surrounding it, a sure sign of a Faerre's arrival.

I neared the stage as fast as my legs - still weak from the earlier incident with the baker - could carry me. "Excuse me," I muttered, trying not to step onto any of the Faerres' silky tails as I weaved my way through the thick throng.

Once I had excuse me'd myself to the very front, I craned my neck eagerly, trying to catch a glimpse of the Faerre through the slit between the drawn curtains. I saw nothing; but...

Was there bickering?

A loud 'bonk', and a squeal of pain almost got me laughing. "OW!" My lips twitched, but I composed myself, though thoughts were swimming wildly in my mind. Were there actually two Faerres? More bickering. One voice sounded very much like me when a dare was proposed; cocky and confident, with a tinge of excitement lacing them.

A soft sigh, a small rustle, and a small mutter of "We're growing up." The curtains drew back with a swish.

One Faerre, with a pelt of deep blue and golden markings that flashed with each movement he made, strode to the center of the stage. The other one, with golden fur that seemed to burst into flames when light danced off it, seemed shyer and more serious.

I listened to their introduction - often interrupted by some snaps at each other - in rapt. So the older of the twins, Lewe, loved mainly 'calmer' things, books, strolls through parks, the such. Their voices, though different in many ways, both have a velvet undertone. Ewel spoke in a low, soothing baritone - much like my long-lost brother, I realised, choking back tears - while Lewe had a voice like honey and all things sweet.

"Come test us if you dare!" laughed Ewel.

~~~*~~~

In swelling excitement, I was already lining up along with the other Faerres and creatures to woo either Ewel or Lewe, or both. I grabbed the chance to ponder while waiting for my turn. Oh, wouldn't it be great if I successfully managed to convince both fraternal twins? But I wouldn't want Lewe to be left out as it was plain that Ewel suited my personality - he was loud, more confident and has a tendency to interrupt. I had done a quick self-assessment in my heart while Ewel was speaking. I knelt down and pretended to tie my shoelace but I was terribly nervous. I didn’t want others to see my white face with pale purple lips; the signature ‘nerve-busters face’ I had whenever I was jittery. It made people think I was extremely ill. What should I do to convince Ewel? I didn’t have any gifts with me, let alone special talents. My heart sank when I saw a Faerre juggling dainty porcelain teacups while balancing an apple on his nose. I couldn’t even do that.

I had a trump card left. My words, and my wits.

The Faerre in front of me bowed to Ewel and scurried away. My turn now. I hastily tucked a stray lock of raven-black hair behind my ears. Confidence was slowly building up in me; it would be my ally now. “Hey,” I said as casually as possible, though my voice came out slightly squeaky. “I’m Antoinette. Weird name, right? Actually, my mother said – m-my m-m-mother…” Darn. A huge lump in my throat had formed at the mention of my lost family. I managed to compose myself with much difficulty, blinking rapidly and clearing my throat. “My mother,” I continued, relieved that I spoke without getting all teary, “Named me Antoinette as she admired the French queen, Marie Antoinette, a lot. So…yeah.” Talking about my name seemed to boost my ego. “Anyway, I used to have a family. I have a brother, and he’s sort of like you.” I laughed, surprised at how naturally the words flowed. “At least, my brother speaks like you. He’s really like Lewe, though. All shy and serious.” All this while I realised that I’d been talking about myself and my family, and decided to switch the subject to Ewel. “Anyway, Ewel, I really like your little arguments with your brother just now,” I said, grinning. “So much like my brother and I!”

“I’m sorry I didn’t, um, woo Lewe and you together. It’s just that…I find that we would get along just fine, if you chose me. We have so much in common, actually!” I paused to think of what else to say – I didn’t want to talk the legs off a cooking pot – and said, “We’ll have so much fun in my world. They have amusement parks there…and something called a television that looks like a box but lets you watch soccer matches and concerts and almost everything in the whole world right from the comfort of your own home! And wait till you see the okapi, it looks like a cross between a zebra and a horse and another animal; I cannot remember its name. It's been long since I'd gone to the zoo."

“Ewel,” I knelt down and looked into his unfathomable eyes, and the corners of my lips twitched. “I dare you to come back to my world. My world is full of danger, mystery and adventure. That is, if you don’t mind not going to the bakery in my village?”

{Ahh finally done. Sorry for the length, I got too carried away with the story XP}

[fishheart]

cute!

[DarkMoonRising]

I will try.. Im new at this but I'll try!

[DarkMoonRising]

Luna--Chibica Dragon--Looks


Luna walked through this strange forest. She had lost her Judinka, or group of dragons. She began to cry. She wailed out a note, her usually soft and comforting voice cracking. Her dawn colored pelt seemed to blend with the rising dawn as she continued walking. She wiped her eyes ocassionally, thinking of young Jana out by herself. She walked, and walked, and walked. Finally, she got the idea of spreading her tiny wings and flying.

She started to run and opened her small span of wings and gathered wind beneath them. With a downstroke, she jumped into the air and flew upward in alarming pace. She navigated through the trees low branches, scraping her wings and body painfully. Finally with a shatter of leaves and quiver of branches she leaped forth into the lighting dawn. Her pelt matched the suns rising pace, making her almost impossible to see.

She spotted a magificent building of oak and flew over to it. But soon she had to stop. She was so tired. But she pushed on, stumbling through the forest. Soon she came to the entrance of this beautiful place. She padded over to a woman standing near, and rubbed her head on her leg, a sign of affection. The woman looked down and screamed, leaping away. Several people turned and looked at the small dragon. They stared and some screamed a little. She huffed and sat down. Seeing a man with a chicken sandwich through the crowd, she slunk over and grabbed it. The man gave a startled shout as Luna ran, dogding moving feet and running children. She ate the sandwich in quick succession.

But something caught her eye. A royal looking blue and gold fox creature sat with another, golden, fiery colored fox thing. She stared at the blue golden one and approached.

"Hello, fox creature,"
She spoke sheepishly at the animal.

"You are quite beautiful,"
She told him. Suddenly a name pooped into her mind. Ewel. And Lewe.

"Ewel, your coat is like nothing I've ever seen, not even like an Aura Dragon!"
She exclaimed suddenly, remembering the dragon coming with a strange glowing Aura surrounding everything. She pricked her tiny ears and stared for a minute at the other creature. She noticed that Ewel was very... colorful. He liked to be heard and was confident, but a little too confident. He liked to be noticed, and his brother was the opposite. Lewe was quiet and at first, none to confident, but that soon changed. He now was much like a leader, quiet and caring. She took in that there names were each others spelled backwards. She laughed at the cute-ness, yet complexity of the two.

"I was wondering, I am lost and can't find my way to my Judinka, and maybe one of you could help me back, or could come back with me? My Judinka wouldn't mind!"
She reassured them. She laughed as they play fought, and turned away. She had made her offer. And hoped with her heart that she could have atleast one for a companion. Or both. If they wanted.

(Sorry its so short :3)

[Taiyo]

Wow! Things are getting heated out here xD I'm happy the Faerres thread is getting popular again! With tension and stress building up play a side game while you fix your woos!

Joro brought another of his daughters in! Can you guess Sina's pelt?

Name: Sina
Gender: Female
Personality: Messy, Spontaneous, Snide, Active, Possessive, Protective
hint 1 I'm a plant

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