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A Kiamara is a wolf-like creature. They have long, fluffy manes on the top of their heads, running down between their shoulders. They all have spots on their bodies- a trait in which will never be bred out of their DNA. They also have feathers- every Kiamara is given feathers when they reach the age of 2 years old. Their diet consists of fruit as well as meat- they prey on similar creatures that wolves would. Kiamara can be very shy before they get to know you. Can you win a Kiamara's heart?
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Cane wrote:Reserve!!
This kiamara doesn't have spots though.?


Well um, as any good introduction starts "Hello." well as seen by my avatar my user
or screen name is Hyena. i used to be Bella's corgi love, and thought
long and hard about changing then decided i needed some hyena. Anyways,
Lets see about me. Well in the kia world i'm more a shadow watching
anything that happens and whats going about occasionally posting on the
fan club and such. So far out of 288 i have tried out for 7 kiamara's total
including this one. I am currently Kia-less and i believe i'll post allot more when
i obtain my first kiamara, which will be a very big achievement for me since
I've won plenty of small time adopts but never in the whole time i've been on,
won any big ones you know. I love each and every one of my char's and even
though most of my doodles are traditional i love all my babies.
" krajka. My name is Krajka. (Krah-ee'-kah)"
When Krajka was born, her mother looked at her and knew right away the
perfect name, her markings, her fur type, everything pointed to the name Lace.
However, when consulting her father he refused to name their one and only child
Lace. He suggested the name Ace but her mother thought that seemed to much
of a boys name. Three days went by with only calling her "Girl" or "Our baby"
until one day it clicked. She was playing with a string of lace as her parents slept.
Being the mischievous thing she was, she wrapped them up in it and pulled.
"Oof!" her father gasped.
"Oh! Lace!" Her mother chided.
Then it clicked. She smiled big and squinted her eyes, her father looked to her mother.
"That's it!" her father said. "Krajka"
Her mother frowned, "What?"
"It means Lace! You know, Czech!" he said.
"Ah... Krajka." Her mother said, then to reassure herself, she repeated the name. "Krajka"
She is a female and that leads us to another story. This one however, before she was born...
Both parents agreed from the beginning, a boy. He is going to be a boy. They never gave it a second thought. "He" was definitely going to be a boy. Though as we all know, things don't always happen as we plan. Her parents were proud and ready for their little boy. Though when Krajka was born it gave them both a start. But like any pup of a Kiamara, they still loved her in that unexpected way. ♡
This isn’t a sad story about her terrible past. This isn’t about how she lost her family in a forest fire. This is also not a story of unbelievable adventure. This is just the story of a young Kiamara named Krajka.
Both parents agreed from the beginning, a boy he is going to be a boy. They never gave it a second thought. "He" was definitely going to be a boy. Though as we all know, things don't always happen as we plan. Her parents were proud and ready for their little child. Though when Krajka was born it gave them both a start. But like any pup of a Kiamara, they still loved her in that unexpected way. When Krajka was born her mother looked at her and knew right away the perfect name, her markings, her fur type, everything pointed to the name Lace. However, when consulting her father he refused to name their one and only child Lace. He suggested the name Ace, but her mother thought that seemed too much of a boy’s name. Three days went by with only calling her "Girl" or "Our baby" until one day it clicked. She was playing with a string as her parents slept. Being the mischievous thing she was, she wrapped them up in it and pulled. "Oof!" Her father gasped.
“Oh! Lace!" Her mother chided. Then it clicked. The pup smiled big and squinted her eyes.
Her father looked to her mother. "That's it!" her father said. "Krajka!"
Her mother frowned, "What?"
"It means Lace! You know, in Czech!" he said.
"Ah... Krajka.” Her mother said, and then to reassure herself, she repeated the name. "Krajka"
~~~~~~~~~~~
A couple days passed and Krajka was newly walking, she wandered out of the cave in the last several hours and had been brought back sternly. Cold air and morning sun blew into the cave as her mother held her lovingly, but also tightly in order to keep her in the cave. Eventually, she fell asleep again. Jerking and fighting to keep her eyes open, she drifted to dream land. She woke up a few hours later to the smell of a fresh kill and newly picked berries. She stretched and fell then scidded off to the entrance of the cave where her father was laying down a squirrel and some berries for her. Her mother must have been out hunting, well at least that’s what she assumed. After she finished her meal her father scooped her up and carried her out of the cave. Up and down, and up and down, they bounced along the forest. Then unexpectedly her father set her down, and sat himself upon a rock. She picked herself up and wobbled on her legs to catch her balance. She looked at her father, who then hopped down and nudged her.
She smiled and trotted over towards a little shiny object half hidden in the dirt. She looked at it, then behind her, and back again. She stepped forward and pawed at it. A sharp pain shot up her leg and she jumped back from the piece of glass and yipped. Krajka looked at her paw and made a little puppy face as a bit of blood trickled down. She liked her paw and her father smiled reassuringly. Right about then her mother trotted up and licked her daughter. And thus her first adventure outside ended almost as soon as it began. The trio trotted back to the cave and not much happened the rest of the day.
About a month later, something new happened. It was early afternoon, and teenage Krajka went outside for a walk. Then all of a sudden she heard a whistle and a flutter.
“What? Who’s there?”
A little sound by her ear and she jumped. “Who and what are you?”
A little whistle of a tune floated in the air as the bushes rustled nearby. She looked around and then took a couple steps forward. She stuck her nose in the bush, and then pulled back quickly “Ow!” she shouted. “That hur…” “OW!!!!” she screamed lifting up a paw from a sharp unknown pain. “Who are you?!” “Ow!” she lurched forward. “What are you?!” And then she tumbled into a thorn bush. “Oof! Ouch!” She tangled and tried frantically to get out but the more she moved the more she got stuck.
Then she saw it, a small brown and blue bird hopping on the ground towards her. “Let me… Ow! Out of here!” She chided. But the little thing just cocked his head and grinned in that bird sort of way. She head butted one of the branches and finally it gave way. She crawled out and growled. “Who are you?” she said with half growl half curiosity in her voice. But the bird just chirped and whistled.
She frowned, “You can’t talk can you?” The bird shrunk and shook his head. Soon she had forgotten all about how she was mad at him and was now only feeling sympathy. “Wait… Stay here!” She ran off and came back a few seconds later but the bird was gone. She dropped the berries she had gotten for him and made a little puppy face. “Aw, Oh well” she said to herself. She went back to her cave for an early sleep. Tomorrow she’d be leaving for her own cave, her own life. And she wanted to spend some time with her parents.
“Huh? What?” she said awaking from her sleep. Something tugged at her ear, “Huh? Oh…” she paused and started to doze off… “Oh! It’s you!” She fought to open her eyes, “Wha… what are you doing here?” The bird fluttered towards the entrance of the cave. She yawned “Ah, I’m coming I’m coming” she said as she stretched.
They walked here and there in the woods seemingly in circles. “Where are we going?” Krajka groaned. But the bird simply kept flying. “I wonder what time it is…” she mumbled. “We’ve been walking forever, are we there?” She sighed and kept trotting through the forest. Then without warning the little thing which she had decided to call Narkie stopped. “Are we here?” she said excitedly. The bird smiled.
“Wait… I don’t get it,” she said. Then she looked down. A beautiful ocean splashed against the rocks below and just as they sat down, the most beautiful sun rise she had ever seen started right before her eyes. The first beam of light, then two, then five, then ten. Soon the whole forest was covered in the beauty of the light. She looked at the bird, remembering the moment they met, and he looked back with pleading eyes. “Hmm…” she said. “I suppose so, Narkie. Now we’re even.” The day came sooner then she expected; it was late morning by the time Narkie and she arrived at her parents' cave. That very day she left with Narkie to build a life of her own.
And her life is now.
Krajka has some what of a temper, but it isn't often shown. She is curious, sometimes to her own undoing, and childish to a large degree. She's not pampered or spoiled, in fact she has a very big heart. And though her temper may sometimes peek through, she can never hold a grudge for too long. Her voice is a scratchy yet soft voice and she loves to put it to good use, singing and humming all day. Her friendship with Narkie is some what of a tough love. They often rough house and play around with each other but they love each other all the same, quirks and all. Krajka can be disagreeable at times and a bit hard headed but Narkie often calms her down.
Little buddy:Krajka has a little buddy. She calls him Narkie.
good lord ive been here for so long
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