[BeaztVibe]

This one is a Teen
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The trees creaked with age as you walk through the forest, lost. The bushes shook as small creatures ran away from you and the growls and howls of larger animals called through the air. A twig snapped nearby and you spun around to face whatever was coming your way. A shadow stretched along the ground to where you stood and you looked up to see the owner of the shadow.
She looked like she was wearing a mask and feathers came from the mask and the base of her tail. She had tribal like wings on her back, small tusks protruding from her bottom lip and a body similar to a canine, yet looked more ferocious. She stood proud as she looked at you. "Welcome." she spoke, yet it was not her speaking, but more nature speaking. "I am Kotai, leader of Honuko." the voice she spoke with was almost melodious and calming.
"Welcome to my tribe."

Important traits

They live in tribes.
They usually have a mask.
The mask merges with them when they become an adult, teens can take theirs off, children don't have one.
Babies and Masks are gained through rituals.
They usually have sleek fur, and no mane but there are exceptions.
Females are always in charge, unless their Tribe is a member of the Dark God Tribe. (RP secretary will let you know which is which)
They die after they lose all their feathers.
There are really 4 stages. (4th being the ritual stage)
They can be any sex
They have 3 voices. One of nature (they use to talk amongst when in the presence of outsiders. ie. crickets, birds, wolves, ect.), use the voice of a loved one when talking to an unknown person, and their normal voice.
Males have larger tusks then females
Tail end and "wings" of the adults are always the same color and a solid color.

RULES:
1. DO NOT STEALCOPY/TAKE THE IDEA/ PLAGIARIES MY SPECIES
2. DO NOT MAKE YOUR OWN
3. DO NOT TRADE/SELL/GET RID OF YOUR TBH. If you don't want it give it back.
4. DO NOT MAKE ANY FOR PROFIT.
5. DO NOT CLAIM AS YOUR OWN. YOU WILL BE BANNED FROM THE FORUM HAVE YOUR ADOPT CONFISCATED AND I WILL REPORT YOU FOR ART THEFT.
6. Obey our rules/ mods/ me
7. you must Credit me for the species when it is used. Use Wolvesftw190 to do so if not on CS

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Name: Arista
Gender: Female
Story: She LOVED running. Running was freedom, running was flying just above the ground, tempting gravity, tapping the ground ever so slightly just to make sure it's still there. As she was tearing across the ground, she heard a strange noise, that she had never heard before. As she screeched to a stop, the noise kept getting louder. To her, it sounded like a screaming goat. As she walked through the trees, branches gentely brushing up agains her back, she saw a bird. Now this wasn't a normal bird, this bird was about the size of a grey hound, and looked like a giant eagle. Instead of having long legs like an ostrich, it had small legs and large wings. It had a mascarade of colors in its feathers. Most of the colors were different hues of blues, greens, and purples. As she entered the clearing, it suddenly went quiet. As she hesitantly go closer, it stared at her with it's deep blue eyes. As she looked the creature over, she saw its wing snagged between a large fallen tree, and the ground. She started to edge closer to try help the beast, when it started struggling and yelling again. She froze in place waiting for it to calm down agian. After this happended a few more times, the bird finally started to realize that she wasn't there to hurt it. As she reached the fallen tree, she could really appriciate the beauty of the bird. Then she turned her attention to the tree. First she tried pushing it, then pulling it, both with no luck. She thought and thought, desperatly trying to think of a way to help this bird. And then she though of something she had seen only once or twice before. She ran off and eventually came back with a somewhat large stick. She shoved the stick under the tree and pushed down. Slowly but surely, the tree lifted up, just enough for the bird to get its wing out. As soon as its wing was out, the bird took off into the sky, till she couldn't see it any more. Some thanks, she thought as she was left there, staring at the sky. She began to slowly walk out of the clearing, a little dissapointed at what had happened. She began to return to her tribe when she saw a shadow growing at her feet. She looked up, and saw the bird returning with something in it's claws. As it landed beside her she saw that is was a flower. It wasn't just a normal flower though, it had a black opal coloration to it, with veins of gold. It was accompanied with a seed. The bird gentley laid the flower and seed on the ground and gave her one last look, before taking off, never to be seen again. The flower has never wilted, and the seed makes the most beautiful plant you have ever seen, with the same flower she currently has. And she has never forgotten that wonderful bird.
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