[hypersomn.ia]

Username: TheUnicornSorceress
Name: Eggie
Gender: Female
Short story (max of 1000 words):

This little visect loves loves LOVES the holidays, December in particular! So much in fact that the fur along her spine has been dyed by cinnamon and nutmeg from the past. She remembers her first Christmas like it was yesterday.

She woke up and could have smelled the eggnog from a mile away. She left her bed to see her caretaker brewing it in the kitchen. The Christmas tree had been up since the day she was born, and every morning there was a delicious smell wafting from the kitchen. Ginger bread men, peanut butter fudge, pumpkin pie... She'd drool just thinking about it. But the eggnog... The creamy liquid is so perfect: the creamy texture, the sweetness, and the fact that it's available only once a year makes it to die for. It's nostalgic to her now, but that first sip made her believe she was in paradise.

After breakfast she was lead into the living room, by the Christmas tree with other visects who were to be adopted. She noticed little boxes with ribbons; pretty little ribbons holding the paper around each box, so neatly. Since they couldn't read the name tags, each visect's present matched the color of his or her fur. The caretaker told them to take the box that matched their fur, but don't open it until everyone has their present. In each present was a pretty little stone to match the patterns of the visects' coats. Eggie's was a honey topaz, a precious little gem that she would keep forever. She really liked the ribbon on her present as well, but it was too small to wear.

Later in the day, at dinnertime, the caretaker gave out other treats to each visect's taste. Five gingerbread cookies to one, five pieces of fudge to another, when it came Eggie's turn, she was given a big bottle of eggnog with a BEAUTIFUL green ribbon! The bottle was so big she could only drink half the eggnog in one night. She almost made herself sick when her caretaker had to take it away, but it was still a fantastic holiday, and a memory that Eggie keeps with her, tied comfortably around her neck and in the stone she keeps hidden in her sleeping spot. She's collected a few more stones over other holidays, but none will be a precious as the honey topaz that resembles her.

Authors Note: I may do a little tidying up later, if I find the time! Tidied up!
Edit again: I can't decide on a name. Eggie, Donder, Blitz, Dollop, Nutmeg...
Eggie, Eggie, it's Eggie.

[koegami]

marking

[SilverSamurai]

aa it was so hard to choose between those stories, I loved all of them ;A;
But i think I've decided on one after thinking about it for a bit








Congrats!
I look forward to seeing his character develop more and seeing him around the community c:

Username;; The Fallen One
Name;; Rándiân (Chinese for Ignite)
Gender;; male
Short story;;

The cold breeze sent a chill down his spine as Rándiân huddled beside the oak tree. Rándiân released a small puff of air and curled up tighter, trying to avoid the agitating cold. Near by, visclings played in the autumn air while adults chatted happily. He never knew why, but something about the cold always made him wish he was a bear and could just hibernate until the warm weather returns. Of course, hibernation is not an option. Instead, he laid there and watched the others in a silent manner, happy for them, but upset with the weather.

A small viscling whom he recognized as Adyx approached him with a curious grin on his adorable face, his short, fluffy tail waving from side to side. "Hello mister, what are you doing all alone?"
"Well Adyx, I'm trying to stay warm. I'm not too fond of the cold, you see."
"But the cold brings snow and that's fun!"
Rándiân chuckled lightly. "Yes, snow can be fun for some, but I'm not a big fan of that type of weather. You should go back to playing, though. Don't let me hold you back."
Adyx paused and watched Rándiân in silence as the adult Viscet yawned and rested his head on his tail, eyeing the viscling as he did so. "I think I'll stay here with you."
Rándiân raised an eyebrow. "What about your dad, Gallow? You could go hang out with him."
Adyx began climbing up the larger viscets back before curling up beside the vast amount of golden fluff on his back. "Nah. I'll stay with you."
Rándiân watched Adyx as he tucked his small head against his side and let out a content sigh. A warm feeling enveloped his heart as he saw the joy on the visclings face. A sense of protectiveness and peace flowed over him as he rested his head once more. Though this viscling wasn't his, though he had no visclings or mate of his own, Rándiân felt as though all around him were family, and that if something were to befall one of them, he could never forgive himself.
In time, the rhythmic breathing of sleep fell upon the two and they slumbered through the night beneath the oak tree, each keeping the other warm throughout the night.

In the morning, Rándiân was awoken by a tug on the ribbon that was tied around his neck. Slowly, he raised his head and yawned for several seconds before opening and closing his mouth a few times to remove the odd taste that sleep left in it. He gazed down at Adyx as the viscling pawed and gnawed at the green ribbon as though it were an enemy that must be defeated. He laughed lightly, catching the visclings attention, and stood up. "C'mon kiddo, let's find your pops." He walked foreword, taking small steps so the weaker viscling could keep up with ease.
"Where did you come from, Rándiân?"
Rándiân paused at the question and gazed at the small viscling in surprise. "Where did I?... Erm. I came from the western mountains. It was a long journey, but worth it in the end."
"Why did you leave your home?"
Rándiân froze, feeling his spine go cold and a sinking feeling echo in his gut. "I... I left because I didn't have anything there anymore..." Memories of wolves and guns, shrieking howls that flooded the night and the biting cold of the blizzard snow as the shadow of a small viscling fell to the ground, a helpless squeak echoing in his mind. Rándiân shook his head violently, trying to remove the dark memories from his mind before they carried on. "I left because I couldn't live there anymore."
"Why not?" Rándiân felt a bittersweet feeling as Gallow walked over and nudged his young son.
"There you are, Adyx. Are you bothering Rándiân again?"
"Not at all! He kept me company at night, and we had a nice conversation."
"Ah. I'm glad you watched over him for me, thank you. And sorry for any trouble he caused you. Let's go get you something to eat Adyx."
"Bye Rándiân!" Rándiân smiled as the pair went off toward a berry coated bush for their breakfast. After a few moments, he turned and began to walk back to the oak tree. His fore paw found the ribbon and pressed it against his chest as the heavy memories of his viscling carrying the small object to him, a proud look on her face as she helped him put it on. Her growing stronger each day until she was capable of taking three unstable steps on just her hindlegs. His heart ached for the warmth she had and her joyous, energetic spirit.
The day the wolves had come, his pack wasn't prepared. Most were gone, leaving him and an elderly Viscet to watch over the visclings. A massive pack showed up and attacked, most starved to desperation. Rándiân tried to fend them off, but soon found himself over powered. The last thing he remembered before his pack returned, was the helpless squeaking of his beautiful viscling as she tried to battle against three wolves to protect a newborn. After the wolves had gone and the losses were counted, his adorable baby among them, he could no longer look at any of them with dignity, nor could he stand how the snow mocked innocence. So he left and headed East, hoping to find a fresh start from the haunting memories and agonizing pain that followed him day by day. He found that in the small pack which he resided in now. Though there was snow, and the young Adyx reminded him of his lovely daughter, he grew to love this pack and accept everyone and everything as though they were his own. So a new healing had begun, not one that was quick and immediant, but a slow and gentle healing that seemed to fix everything all at once without fixing anything.

997 words for the story

[.Space.Unicorns.]

congrats! Im excited to see what you do with him C:

[kamelgirl]

*slams head into wall because I completely forgot about this contest*

Ahh congrats on your new babe!!

[Hail.]

Congratulations!

[The Fallen One]

Ah! Thank you so much!

[magpiemochi.]

mmmMMMmm I'm claiming this little cutie <3

name: Casino
gender: male

may i please be added? c:

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

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