Daeets| Conquest's finale pg193

[Horneddragon]

ya'll got 3 more days to complete your forms <3

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[ Join me?

Doing some litters and stuff. ]

[change;]

Hello! I'd like to officially introduce myself as the new Archivist for Daeets.
I was formally known as xNikkiex, for years on this site before I just recently changed my user to 'change;' (haha, get it?)
Anyway, hello guys! I cannot wait to help out and be a bigger part of Daeets!
I've probably gotten around to messaging a few of you and trying to get some information for updating.
I want to work on getting things linked, including a link back to chickensmoothie owner accounts.
This is so that if we spot a Daeet in the Archives, its easy to contact their owners on making a roleplay, or mates, and other things.
Hopefully, this can create a greater community between owners as well, and, well, just overall make us super friendly and the pages organized.
I am just looking for some info on your Daeets at this time. Some things are missing for certain Daeets, or some just don't have at all.
Feel free to shoot me a PM whenever you'd like. I am always online and willing to chat, super friendly, I swear!

I am currently looking for,

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(This is something that wasn't included in the archives and I thought it'd be a good idea to place as important information since it is.)

Please fill this out and get it to me when you can. I know a lot of you have a handful of Daeets, so take your time, but I will try to get around and contacting you personally as well.
Thank you all for the warm welcomes so far, and happy archiving! :3

[Horneddragon]

Ya'll have ONE DAY to complete your forms.

[superbia]

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username : koi-kun
name : gaia

age : around twenty-four
gender : male
orientation : asexual

pers. traits + : devoted, good listener, gentle
pers. traits - : obsessive, awkward, unpredictable

history image : debating, aaah. i might
not have time to make one.

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username : koi-kun - previously ohoni.
name of the daeet : Noss
desired new name? Gaia - it means Earth in Greek.

personality : Gaia, like most of his kind in the male variety, has a preference for company. However, this is not the kind of company one would assume of a creature his size. As his name may hint, Gaia has an affinity for nature and flora of all kinds; this obsession has been clouding his brain for almost all of his life. Due to this, he gets rather antsy or uncomfortable when being forced into conversations with other Daeets, or really any intelligent organisms capable of speech, as his social skills are more lacking than anything. In fact, his own voice feels foreign to, as if it were not his to begin with. He resents it, and tries his best to not waver his maw over unnecessary comments to those who cannot hear him or respond in return. Tying in with his social awkwardness, Gaia has a tendency to be flippant towards those more seasoned than he, and is always seemingly on a short circuit. However, he is able to speak his mind as if he were a child, adeptly defending his claims, even if he is the one in the wrong. If another were to insult nature’s children, he would fire with every aspect of his being to get his point across, and undoubtedly force them into submission. Overall, he has little patience for another’s blatancy, and is better off left alone than tossed into conversation.
On another side, Gaia is very oblivious to emotions, and basically everything pertaining to organisms that are not plants. He does not keep track of what is currently going on in the world outside of his haven, thus any visitor to stumble into his humble abode will quickly notice how dated he really is. He may speak with more formal pronouns, or just ignore conversations overall by busying himself with his daily routines. It is rare for him to pause whatever is occupying his time for the sake of another.
To put it simply, Gaia is not always fully there. There are days where he will focus on whatever stage of “withering” he has gravitated to over the course of a few months, and then there are days where he can be found mumbling to a choice few of flowers located near the heart of the valley. During certain periods of the year, he will grow very lethargic, his appearance portraying intense cases of sleep deprivation, and he will sit and bask in the sunlight for prolonged hours of the day. The silver tear marks underneath his eyes will spread further down his cheeks and continue to get darker, symbolizing the withering effect on his physical body. While he still carries out his duties as a nurturer to the valley, Gaia is definitely more sluggish and reluctant to pursue his work during these times. He will not speak at all.
Gaia also has a major hobby, and that is constructing flower crowns for visitors to the valley. Since he does not get many passing through, he does not need to make them as often, but he is rather decent when it comes to attire straight from nature, Herself.

history : On a chilling morning in December, the young Daeet known as Gaia emerged into what he now refers to as his own stage of “withering”. It was the first time he was not permitted to see the sun’s purposeful gaze, and it worried him. Before his migration to that sacred valley, he lived in a dense forest untouched by the industrial Daeets in Mackthor; the flora preserved and pristine, the seasons so precise and forthcoming, and the sun always being able to pierce through the clouds, even on the darkest of days. However, there was a thick presence of death in the air that morning. Even in the cooler season of winter, the sun had touched the lands, warming those who fed off of Her light solely, while leaving his fur covered in icicles gathered from the frigid winds.
He believed that She cared for him, too, as he was one of Her children created to protect the lands from those blind of their own fate. He lived in this forgotten forest to remind them of who created what they walk on today; who gave life to their inanimate corpses in the wombs of their mothers; who raised them, completely unbeknownst to their impacts on the world She had molded to sustain life. But, who exactly was She? Someone so idolized in this solitary Daeet’s heart had to be important. As his name suggests, Gaia refers to both the sun and the Earth as “Her”; She is his God, his deity of worship chosen for the unmatched beauty that is the world so many walk upon. He believes that he was put on this realm to bring the lights of nature to those who would normally see it as nothing but land to claim, grasses they can freely trudge upon. It is alive, and so is he.
While the morning of an absent sun continued on, so had Gaia. He tended to his diminutive garden near the heart of the forest, however it only consisted of one, lonesome rose. Without hesitation, he lifted her in the direction where the sun should have been, dripped a few drops of water that he had accumulated from the melted ice onto the frozen earth beneath her, and tenderly curled his warm tail around the stem in an attempt to heat the air. Even after giving the flower his own sense of intensive care, she had not yet bloomed for the day. In fact, her petals had begun to show signs of withering. The tips curled outward, freezing every nerve to the point of decay. The vibrant pink that once coated the entirety of the rose now only covered the center and bottom of her bulb. She was dying, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
“Eve…” Gaia murmured softly, dipping his head to press his muzzle gently to the rose’s petals. “May your passing be peaceful, and may Her grace watch over you…”
For the rest of the day, the pastel Daeet remained sitting prostrate and unmoving as Eve’s color melted away along with the ice near his paws. As she passed, grey tear marks began to grow more and more prominent against the faint pink backdrop of Gaia’s cheeks. He, too, had begun to wither.

It was with that sign of his detriment did he finally choose to move on from the forest. It had been his dear home, engulfed by silence, but never comforting. After the passing of Eve, he felt no true attachment to the now dying forest; fore she was his only reason to stay. The sun had refused to bow her head towards this area any longer; he would be forced to move, should everything else die under his watch. The weight of the dying flora’s final gasps would not hang on his shoulders; he could not bear it all.
His decision was to move onward, in which direction, he knew not.

Upon traveling for days without pause, Gaia eventually collapsed. The ground was warm, alive, and rather soothing against his aching muscles; quite the contrast from the cold, unwelcoming presence his home prior had possessed. He closed his eyes in an attempt to relax for a few moments of calm, soon growing very fond of the area. It was odd for him to feel so at home in such foreign scenery, but it felt as if his soul was tugging at the earth, beckoning him to near the small pack of trees just over the hill. Without giving his muscles time to protest, he had risen to his feet and darted in the direction his instincts were leading him too, galloping to speed up the process.
His entire body began to scream with euphoria over what he saw when he finally arrived at his destination. Just beyond the belt of arbor, a perfectly preserved valley became unmistakably visible. There were flowers scattered throughout the entire valley. A haven of flora, not appearing to have been touched by foragers, awaited the Daeet’s care. He stood at the edge of the valley, gazing ever-so adoringly at the many vibrant colors littering the hills and trees from all directions. Everything was coated in color, everything was blossoming so freely, everything was kept so carefully, nurtured so well; Gaia was in awe. He lifted his muzzle to waft the air, a gesture unknown to his persona finally becoming present on his face. The corners of his dark lips tugged into a smile out of pure joy that this place were to legitimately coexist with such unforgiving neighbors. He inhaled and exhaled in a controlled manner, growing more and more excited with every new scent, every new breed of flower, to be discovered by his accord. It was obvious that this exact location had been what his soul longed so dearly for; She had truly been watching over him.
“Eve, if you could have lived here…” His voiced cracked slightly, emotions he had never encountered welling furiously inside of him. It was on that day, did the pastel Daeet devote the entirety of his life to this valley as a nurturer, and a keeper. Only a few weeks after settling did someone happen to show their face from the shadows.

An immense, dark figure sat with their eyes closed in the middle of a nest made purely of roses. His features bore an ebony coat with pale, sacred markings on his shoulders. A sash of blue and purple gradients was strewn around his neck, waving listlessly in the wind. His overall demeanor appeared so calm, so poised against the harmonious scenery that upon returning from a morning of foraging, Gaia was struck with awe. However, it quickly turned into tension.
“Who goes there?” The dark Daeet spoke first, his eyes opening on reflex.
“The question could be directed towards you, you know.” Gaia replied bluntly, standing his ground.
“You’d do best to know who you are speaking with before sounding so defiant.”
“And you’d do best to know where you are sitting in this valley. Her Grace would have your head for crushing Her children.” The pastel male pointed his muzzle towards the few roses lying beneath the weight of the larger male, his frown deepening to further his claim; he was no longer entranced by this stranger.
“Her children..?” The ebony male appeared confused, glancing around his feet until something struck chords. “You care about these roses? …About this valley?” Gaia stifled a snort in order to nod, his magenta eyes warily skimming the opposition, wondering what he was getting at. Ironically, his disposition had shifted from borderline threatening, to vaguely astonished.
“This valley is something to be preserved; to be protected. No life but the flora accompanies me here, and they are all I need.” He murmured as the ebony male rose to his feet. “And my life has been devoted to the safety and security of this sacred garden She directed me to.”
“Why?” Without furthering the conversation, Gaia motioned for the other to follow him down a path leading away from the valley and into the underbrush. It was a short walk to their destination, however the darker male quickly grew antsy, and voiced his opinions once they paused in front of a tunnel leading underneath four, immense trees. “What is the destination?” There was no answer from the pastel Daeet. He continued onward down the tunnel, the darkness quickly swelling around the two of them. It was then a faint, bioluminescent light became visible at the fork of two pathways – Gaia took a sharp left. Upon turning, the pair entered a chamber lit completely by bioluminescent fungi growing along the walls. In the center of the chamber, an immense pile of “frozen” flower petals. They all retained their vibrant colors, even after being separated from their parent flower. Surrounding the pile, there were branches the appeared to have fallen from the trees surrounding the valley. Gaia quickly busied himself with plucking a few of the petals from the pile.
“I am Thanatos,” the darker Daeet made his voice known once again. “Who truly are you?”
After rummaging through the branches, the pastel Daeet reappeared in front of the now named Thanatos. On the top of his head lay a crown arranged purely of flower petals of yellow and pink, strung together by branches and twigs, in his maw was another crown, made purely of purple and blue petals. Without a word, he placed it on the head of Thanatos. The look on the ebony Daeet’s face was reassuring.
“Gaia,” he whispered, glancing towards the pile of petals. “I plan to keep everything belonging solely to this valley intact and forever in bloom. The depth of this tunnel allows cooler air to tend to the petals and keep them alive, while moisture from the trees above provides nutrients and condensation. Even if I am withering, they shall not, and when I am gone, the sanctuary will return to its solitary state. My life is here, and that is where I will remain. I would ask you of your past and what your reasoning is for coming, but words are deemed unnecessary for me, and I feel that they are for you, as well. In your time here, relax, and enjoy the silence. I will go about my business, and so shall you, but if you harm any of Her children while under my care, you will be ushered elsewhere.” With that, Gaia smiled thoughtfully, and dipped his head in acknowledgment to his elder.
The silence had healed him to the point of bringing his intentions to life. He voiced his opinions to another, and seemingly brought Her light into the life of one other than him. Living for Her, for Her sanctuary, and for those who have no voices to be heard; that is what Gaia lives for, and he continues on, no matter how many will overlook his location.
Even now, his stages of withering have not ceased. Yet, the dark stranger, Thanatos, arranges days where the both of them will sit in the valley, construct their little flower crowns, and bask in the silence while still admiring each others company.

i had theo’s permission to incorporate thanny in gaia’s history;
thanatos does not belong to me.

[Horneddragon]

Judging in ONE HOUR, get your forms finished or submitted <3

[bullie]

I have taken the hard road,The one no one understands!

Username: River-of-Tears
Name of the daeet: Lyra
Desired new name? Evelyn
Personality: Her ideas can be very original and inventive.She enjoys being with people in a social environment. Her personal appearance is important to you, for hrt desire to make a good impression on others. Her pleasant manner attracts people to her with their problems and she is capable of offering practical advice, though she would probably not follow such advice herself.She seems positive and decisive and can be outspoken in the expression of her opinions, but she lacks the self-confidence needed to follow through with her ideas and plans.She was treated unfairly because she was colorblind as a kid,so she may appear stubborn,But you just don't know her.
History
Hit,Made fun of,Hated
three words that describe her past
"Ew!DONT GET ME COLORBLIND!" her denmates snared.Evelyn sighed and just walked to the corner of the nursery as normal.Two of the kits were playing to rough and one got a scratch.And of course she got the blame for it and had to go to the med den.Evelyn rolled her eyes than stomped all the way.The med Daeet turned around than gasped and looked at her."What?!" she grumbled.He didnt reply but just give her the herbs.As Evelyn turned around she heard him whisper in her ear You are a star and you will rise above them all! Evelyn hissed him away from her ear "STOP WITH THE RIDDLES!" than ran into the nursery to give the kit herbs to heal the cut.

8 MONTHS LTR.
Evelyn sighed and gazed up at the stars she similes as she remembered the prophecy it had been long.She sighed than sat up and ran to her den and fell asleep.

Btw this was a brief part of history

[Lindsey.]

~||Username:||~
I'm Lindsey.
~||Name of the daeet:||~
Lyrah Jesse Dae
~||Personality:||~
Lyrah is usually outgoing and artistic. She loves to make friends and reading her favorite books. She enjoys painting, drawing, and sculpting things. She is very talkitive and friendly. Her friends refer to her as 'Cherry blossom' as her nickname for her color and sweetness. She's generally caring and concerned of others. Lyrah loves beauty page at to add! Her friends love to tag along on Lyraha busy life.
~||History:||~
Lyrah was raised normally as every other Daeet. She had both parents and a brother. Until, her brother died eating a poison berry and mom got shot by a hunter. Her life changed from there on. Her dad left her, he didn't want any part of her. She was young and confused of what to possibly thing or do. So she did what she knew to do, climb a tree. She waited for her dad for months, she only went down for food and water. After a while passed, she knew she was on her own. She climbed down and set of for adventure. She met many different people and many cultures. She explored unknown parts that she'd never heard of before. Lyrah even met som of her friends today! Lyrah met Faith and Candy two different dogs. Candy was blind {my fursona} and Faith was her companion. Lyrah loved to meet new people. When she was offers a place to stay with Faith and Cansy she accepted. She stayed there until hunters found her while she was out and about. Now shes up for adoption to a good owner.

[Horneddragon]

Now judging results will be posted tomorrow.

NO NEW FORMS WILL BE ACCEPTED

[finoodle]

Username:
Cute6066

Name of the daeet:
Treasure

Desired new name?
Frosty Spirit, nicknames are frost and Spirit

Personality:
Spirit is very shy and cautious, She usually investigates before going all out. She is very quiet and is most likely behind you before you know it. Spirit is a very unique daeet, She is different than most. Wip

History:
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