[Tatangi]

username: Raven Brigade
name: Amiera (A-Mere-uh)
gender: Female
domain: Where else would such a gracious creature of flight be? Amiera will stay as close to the ever changing skies as she can, and that happens to be on the tallest of mountains that she has found on her journies. She takes shelter in a cave of great magic, dazzled by the glowing creatures that live there with her. The moment her eyes are open from rest and her belly is full, she takes to the skies.
prompt: Interacting with a non-speaking creature
story:

The cave-dwellers sparkle like stars, and never did Amiera believe she would find herself in such a place of great magic. At least in her eyes, the magic was real even if others may look upon these creatures and see nothing but animals and beasts.She saw wonders as her squinted eyes looked on in awe. She had been living in this cave for several years now, and her eyes seemed to have adapted to the dark surroundings, for now they were narrowed in fear of the light outside. It didn't stop her from taking to the skies at dawn though, and gliding down to the grassy meadows of the mountain valley in the afternoon.

Fur sparkled as she shook her coat in the entrance of her cave home. She knew the creatures of this cave wouldn't make their way this close to the grand hole of a door. As she journeyed deeper into her cave, she found her thoughts tickled by the memory of a past she knew all too well. It was the memory of when she first arrived here and met the great, glowing creatures of the cave.

Ameira had traveled far in her search for a new home. She did grow bored easily with surroundings that stayed the same her whole life. It was here that a storm had forced her to retire for the night, and the cave was the perfect shelter from such a harsh fate. Without a moment of hesitation, the ever happy Iqena shook herself dry and walked deeper into the cave to evade the mist of water at the cave entrance. The deeper she went, the more she was amazed. The ceiling was covered in specks of blue light, something that made her thought there was a break in the cave's ceiling. At first glance she thought they were stars, but as she moved deeper her assumptions were proven wrong.

A small, rodent-like creature approached her from the darkness. Upon its back was the markings of a fawn, but also the glowing shimmer of luminous wonder. The creature glowed just as much as the ceiling did, and it amazed the young Amiera. "Why hello there little one. I'm sorry to invade your home like this, but the storm has caused me to seek shelter here. I hope this is alright with you." The creature stopped in its ritual of bathing itself, and looked up at the Iqena with a curious expression. It moved closer, slowly, and then as Ameira lowered her head and looked at it more closely, smiling, it raced up her head and onto her back, making itself at home. It began its ritual once more, bathing its face and biting at the matted fur it carried.

Ameira turned her gaze onto the creature, smiling again and laughing a bit quietly as to not frighten the poor thing. "I guess this is a warm welcome, then?" And with that, a friendship was born and Ameira had found no other place to truly call home.

[Bleating Ram]

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[Nines]

username: TheArcaneKitsune
name: Einheria
gender: Demigirl
domain: Magic, not spells but the raw stuff that runs through the veins of every magical creature.
prompt: Discussing Iqenas as a species
story:

"Why hello there darling, come and have a seat." Einheria giggles while gesturing to a patch of grass near herself. "Come on, I don't bite."

"You want to know about how I feel about myself, and my species? Well tsk tsk, that's a very personal question. Hardly appropriate considering we've only just met. Ah, but you seem like someone kind and understanding so I suppose I'l tell you. Oh, but where are my manners, I haven't offered you any refreshments."

[Froas]

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xxxxxxname: Rievexxxxxnickname: Reve
xxxxxxdxxmeaning: "dream" in french
xxage: unknownxxxxxgender: agender [they/them]

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xxpersonality traits: gentle, caring, kind, attentive,
xxxxxprotective, nurturing, guardian, self-less
xxxxxxxxoccupation: guardian of dreams

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xxxxdomain: reside in the realm of dreams
xxprompt: how they see and react to the world
xxxxxxxxaround them through their eye
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xxxxxTHE world around them felt unfocused, the hues and colors around them becoming disoriented and a pounding pain filled their mind. They knew it was time to return. Rieve shut their eyes quickly before opening their center eye, watching the world around them fade as they allowed themselves to shift back to their domain; the realm of dreams. It felt comforting to return after days in the realm of the conscious. It was an enjoyable trip, but their heart lies where they are needed. When Reve is away, nightmares come creeping back and stain the realm with dread and fear. It is their responsibility to not wander too long from this realm and keep the many dreams peaceful and calm.

xxxxxReve had drifted off to let their physical form to rest. They had no clue how long they had been unconscious; days, weeks, centuries? As soon as they opened their eye, a nightmare shot past, it’s screeching whinny bringing them to their senses as Reve’s wing unfurled, allowing them to evade the shadowy fiend. They clenched their teeth as they effortlessly lifted themselves from the ground, their wings pumping them higher into the air until Reve could see the full extent of the nightmares. A feeling of dread crawled through them as much of their realm was corrupted in fear, the heart of it swarming with nightmares. How could it have gotten so bad? they asked them self, as they drifted through the cloudy domain towards the writhing black mass. Reve lowered their head, charging through the masses with nothing more than a single horn to penetrate them. It seemed that their numbers were endless, and there would be no saving this realm until the hoard thinned, showing the massive beast within. His maw parted to show black fangs sharp as razors. His red eyes blazed with challenge as Rieve flew closer, eye narrowed to a mere slit as they charged at full speed...

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able to pass through their domain to others through their eyes | [center eye open: dream domain, l/r eyes open: other domains]
can only leave his domain for a short period of time, eyesight becomes hazy and dilated when out for too long
fights off nightmares

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[DeadlyArcana]

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[seijuu]

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[ShadyBro]

Username: ShadyBro
Name: Prince
Gender: Male
Domain: A rooftop in New York
Prompt: How Do They Interact With Their Domain?
Story: I stood, shaking the broken glass from my pelt. The sun shown brightly through the vastness of the orange and pink streaks, telling me it was morning already. I sighed and tentatively paced over the the brickwork ledge, knowing that my day had already started before I even saw the lone boy peering over the edge.

"How long have you been standing there, my child?" I spoke softly.

The boy turned, his tanned skin streaked with dirt and tears. I could tell, not only from his patchwork clothing and skinny frame, that he had lived a rough and homeless life. As his eyes widened upon seeing my mystical body he spoke, a weak and scratchy voice coming forth,

"All...um..all night I guess?"

I paced forward, trying to get a read on his current mental state. He flinched and backed away. I felt a twinge of sadness in my heart, feeling the pain he felt in such an overwhelming way. I sighed, replying in a seemingly bored tone,

"Well, would you like to come down and talk?"

He shook his head viciously, peering back down at the silent street below. I paused, listening the shallow barks of dogs and the pops of gunfire in the distance. This truly was a broken world we lived in. I placed no blame on these broken souls. Had I no reason to live, I too would have jumped.

I paced over to the edge, a few feet from the child, and set down. I dangled my hooves over the edge and peered out over the city skyline, watching the smog from factories swallow buildings whole and shadows move suspiciously from house to house. I sensed movement and felt the child sit down nervously where he was, staring at me the whole time. I turned toward him and yawned.

"Will you tell me your name, my son?"

He frowned, scratching dirt off his cheek.

"I said I didnt want to talk."

I simply nodded, flowing back into the stillness and silence that had previously rested between us.

It seemed like several hours passed before he finally spoke.

"So...youre like an angel or something...right?"

He turned to me for once, his posture relaxed despite the looming danger below. I simply shrugged and replied,

"I dont know, to be honest. Perhaps I am. Perhaps Im a delusion of your own creation. Perhaps I am 'god', as you humans put it. Either way, would it really matter?"

The kid looked confused, cocking his head to the side before snapping at me,

"So what the heck do you want from me then?! Why are you even here?!"

His screaming was pitiful to say the least. His voice cracked and faltered, revealing his fragility inside, just like every other person that had stood there previously.

I stared at him long and hard, knowing that he already fully understood my purpose here. Angel or not, I was put here for a purpose, and that was to help the wayward souls that veered too close to the edge.

Suddenly he broke down into tears, shivering from the flood of emotions that ran threw him all at once. I pranced over, pressing my forehead against his shoulder, feeling his arms wrap around me as let the pain stored in his body flow out all at once.

When he was done, I smiled and licked his cheek gently, nudging his arm away from the roof's edge. He stood slowly and closed his eyes, and in an instant I was gone. I watched him spin around frantically, looking for a sign that I was still in his presence, and almost laughed. It was always a joy, watching them twirl about in such a tizy, looking for something they were unsure ever excisted in the first place.

Finally the boy sighed, a thin smile on his face. He walked over to the door that led back into the building, turned the handle ever so gently, and whispered,

"It's Jake...My name is Jake.."

And with that, he was gone.