[.Autumn.]

A Foxerfly is a fox-like creature that is rather small. They are about the size of the average house cat. Their very unique feature is the pair of wings on their back that allows them to fly unlike any other four-legged being. There are five different types of wings of a Foxerfly that resemble wings of insects.

Butterfly
Dragonfly
Bee
Wasp and
Moth

Occasionally their wings will be different to others, but it is rare in the average Foxerfly. Their diet consists of everything a normal fox would eat; berries, eggs, small rodents, fruit, and they may chew on various crops. They are shy and extremely secretive among creatures of different kinds, so they are not seen often.
Be nice to your Foxerfly; they will only choose the one right for them.

Happy with how this babe turned out! ovo Her charm is a paper airplane.
To win her, I'm mainly looking for what her favorite dream is, but you are also allowed an extra of your choice. Art, writing, a favorite song? Get creative <3

End date;
Jan 27th

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[b]Name;[/b]
[b]Gender;[/b] female
[b]Favorite dream;[/b]
[b]Talent;[/b]
[b]Extra;[/b]

[winter.sunset]

Username::
winter.sunset, owner of six.


Name;
Although her real name is Clarice {{Clare-ees}}, she prefers her stage name.
Chidori.
One thousand birds.
It's what everyone knows her as. Clarice is a name she keeps hidden from the public eye.


Gender;
Female--it's pretty much the only thing she really publicizes.


Favorite dream;
{{This dream is told like a play.}}

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Darkness.
It's the first thing I register when I open my eyes. For a moment, I'm disoriented, feeling unsure if my eyes are really open. I blink once, and then again for confirmation. It's certain--there's no light here anywhere. I decide to sit, just in case something tries to sweep my legs away from under me.
I know this is a dream. I've been in this situation before, so I'm not afraid. It's what's coming afterward that I fear.
Why, you ask?? Well, I don't know to be completely honest. It's just the change that I don't want. This dream changes every single time I imagine it. It makes me almost shiver in anticipation, uncertain whether I'm excited or afraid. As my body tremors, my mind registers another thought--"Another chance."
This thought makes me feel giddy all over again. Finally. Another chance to prove my worth.
I open my ears to the sounds around me. This time, there's a slow sort of song playing. I close my eyes, trying to recall the title.
"Beethoven," I think to myself, "Bagatelle, A-Minor."
The song mesmerizes me, so much so that I almost fall asleep right where I sit--that is, until I see light creeping in through my eyelids. Excited, I open my eyes.
I see I am presented by the same lord as last time. He is bathed in a light in the background, causing his face to be obscured in shadow. I dare not ask to see his face, and I feel small all of the sudden.
The lord's eyes meet mine, but my confidence didn't waver. Not this time, anyway. I knew what to expect.
But when he spoke, my courage would leave me immediately.
"Clarice Angelo...it's up to you. I'm certain I was not mistaken in my choosing."
I almost shivered as his voice rang throughout the air. The lord didn't speak in a normal voice. It was like the voices of everyone I knew combined into one sound. It really should have been beautiful, but to me, it was just terrifying.
It was like a symphony that everyone was playing perfectly in--only each instrument played in a different key.
I gave a weak little nod, unable to speak. He stood, and I resisted stepping back.
"I assume you know your mission. You must create a dance, new and intuitive. The Gods are getting tired of the same old routines. No more plain ballet or hip hop. It's your time to shine. Make something beautiful. I believe you can do it."
The lord sounded so confident in my abilities that I almost felt guilty, but regardless, I nodded.
"I will not disappoint you." I said. The ghastly symphony in his voice seemed to creep into my head, granting me newfound confidence. It was a feeling I craved and longed for since I first had this dream when I was young, and part of the reason I didn't want it to end.
He sat in silence for a few moments after my statement--perhaps he was smiling. Then, he extended his arms out, and in his hands was a glowing hourglass that appeared to be floating above his palms. Slowly, I reached out and took it from him. When the item touched my delicate fur, it seemed to warm them. I hadn't realized how cold and clammy my hands had turned.
"Present your new dance to me in three days time. When the finally grain of sand reaches the bottom of the glass, you will be summoned."
I nodded, and with a flick of his hand, he sent me tumbling into darkness again.
It was only then when I recalled the lord's statement.
"I assume you know your mission..."
Did that mean he already knew about the fact that I knew this dream from the past??
I wonder...
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To this day, I still wonder about that dream...is it unfinished?? Am I supposed to accomplish it in the real world?? I will never know...and that's why I love the dream. The mystery, not the pleasure. Just even the hope that it will finish, even if it ends in my failure, is enough to make me want this dream again and again...

Talent;
Chidori is an international actor. None of her plays or ballets have any words.
The paper aeroplane represents her many travels, and her skill in the arts.


Art;
Silence of the Birds by me

[Ravendarus]

Name; Arabella -may change-
Gender; female
Favorite dream;
Talent;
Extra;

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[DecafBunny]

Name; Amalthea
Gender; female
Favorite dream; Amalthea's favorite dream has always been the one she had when she was quite young and still had a functioning family. In the dream, Amalthea was flying with the spirits of the fairies in the forest, a place she was never allowed to venture forth. The dream started with her finally wandering into the forest, with no protection but her small, jagged claws. She had hesitated, images of her parents telling her not to go in there had rushed through her mind, telling her that it was dangerous to go any further. Her curiosity had given her enough courage to ignore it, though the guilt had weighed heavy in her heart that yearned for the freedom to adventure on.
Her little paws had wandered into the forest, anxiously going deeper and farther into the woods. Soon she found herself in the middle of a fairy ring, not knowing what it was.
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but then again, she was little and you never know if it was a memory or a dream.
Talent; The charm resembles her free spirit and her love to fly. Her talent though is putting others to sleep with the dust that falls off her wings.
Extra;

[quietlights]

dropping lost connection

[Chimericect]

Marks <3

[knifekind]

Dropping out; lost the connection. However I am still helping out winter sunset!

[sheepsorrel]

Name █ Haukea █ Snow in Hawaiian
Gender █ Female ♀
Talent █ Sculpting Paper , Origami , Stuff Like That
Extra █ Piano Song By Me [ Her Personality ] -- [url=xxx]xXx[/url]

[dogish]

mark~

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name;; Liana
Gender;; female
favorite dream;; Her favorite dream is when she had dreamed of world peace.
talent;; Liana is a dream keeper of children/kits. The children/kits call her their "Dream Mother."
Extra;; art of what she dreams or writing

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