[Pumpkin Cupcake]

username; Pumpkin Cupcake
name; Kianna Rose
gender; Female

best friend - who are they, how'd they met, stories/art; Hudson Aquilo

extras;

Since Hudson is terrible at hunting or fishing, and Kianna has a knack for it, the two are a great pair for each other. They give each other company, and since they are both stuck at a young age forever, they get along as well as two kids can really get along. Though, they do tend to have the "childhood crushes" on each other, since they spend so much of their time around each other. They have their little married couple scuffles, but they wouldn't split up, even if the world was falling around them. They stick together like glue to paper, and will stay that way for as long as they can.

xXx

[PikachuTori25]

username;
name; Either gonna be Apollo or Farkas
gender;

best friend - who are they, how'd they met, stories/art; Either an alpha male gray wolf, which protects him with all his might or ???
extras;

I really love this smoll~ <3 Res!!

[Sheer]

Shhh I'm just going to mark this for now. ;o;<3

[DarkestWerewolf]

Username;
DarkestWerewolf
Name;
Kitsune
Gender;
Male

Best friend -
Clockwork Magic // Athlai

Who is Athlai:
Athlai is a chimeric Hyrulian Gypsy. He has a sister but she lives in another barn. He is an altruistic stallion, has lots of leadership, very courageous but can be very competitive. He aspires to have his own herd one day and is determined to achieve it. He is honest and trustworthy but once the trust is broken, he will not hesitate to get you out of his life. Athlai can be a bit emotional at times, letting some of his anger slip out of his control, get too hyper or just cry out.
How they met:
It was another tiring day for Athlai as he just came back from a competition and was let out into the paddock. He lumbered over to his usual spot at the corner where trees formed a nice shady spot. As he started to graze, he felt a faint tug on his tail. He was a little confused and turned to look. Nothing. He inferred that he was just imagining it and bent his head back down to graze but his muzzle bumped into a smaller animal and caught himself off guard. He jolted and took a few steps back. The little creature tumbled from the shock but stood back up. It was a tiny Viscet.
Athlai knew a Viscet that young shouldn't be out on its own but he saw no other Viscet in sight. Without hesitating, he tried to get the Viscet to anyone he could find. He taunted the little one by using his tail and the young Viscet followed. When a stable-hand caught sight, she quickly informed me. Sadly, it seems that the little one was abandoned but I noticed that the Viscet has grown fond of Athlai, playing around his legs and his tail. I decided to keep the little Viscet with Athlai.
What is he like around Kitsune:
Athlai is extremely careful and gentle around Kitsune. Towering at 18hh, he is one of the tallest and biggest horses in the stable. He is always keeping an eye out for Kitsune in fear that he or other might accidentally hurt him or Kitsune hurting himself. When Athlai feels that its a little too unsafe for Kitsune, he would lower his head down for Kitsune to crawl on to get to higher and safer grounds.

Extras;
Spending time together.
Athlai and Kitsune's favourite past-time is just lazing around. They would always hang out under the shade where they first met. After grazing, Athlai would lie down and rest for Kitsune to crawl on his back and head to play. When Athlai wants to get up and Kitsune refuses to get off, you can usually see a few red spiked up fur in between Athlai's ears.

[funderful;;]

dropping out, i don't have the time to complete this ;w;
anywho, good luck y'all!

[shishou]

username;
name; Kinaro (kee-na-ro)
gender; male

best friend - who are they, how'd they met, stories/art;
extras;
res with an imaginary friend ;-; poor kiddo

[Hail.]

username; Howlingtothestars
name; Mion (Me • on)
gender; female

Personality (300/300)
Witty

It's not uncommon to catch Mion cracking some kind of joke, whether she intends to or not. She often reacts to anything sad or stressful by makeing a joke of some sorts. It's not because she is heartless, but because she has a hard time handling things like that.

Blunt

Mion isn't fond of "sugar coating" things and will often just tell you how it is. While she cares for your feelings, she decided that the full truth is better than any lie. This often causes problems when making friends, as most aren't fond of hearing what she says.

Determined

Mion isn't one to abandon a project. If she has her mind set on something, then the only thing that'll stop her is if she changes her mind. Because of this, she is viewed as reckless or self-centered, but she honestly doesn't care much about what others think.

Anxious

Mion can often give herself quite a large amount of stress and anxiety through her tendency to over think things and worry too much. She often will start to pace about suddenly and murmur under her breath about something that has crossed her mind.

Easily Distracted

Mion doesn't have the best attention span, to say the least. She often has fleeting and fairly frantic thoughts that zig-zag in every which way. The only time her thoughts are really in line is when she has an idea she sets her mind to. Otherwise, prepare for a new subject every few minutes.

Curious

Mion has a tendency to stick her nose into places it doesn't belong. She's intrigued by the oddest things and is more than willing to go off and explore. When it comes down to hikes, an hour hike will become a three hour hike when traveling with her.

best friend; (800/800 words)

Dear Tau,

___It's been a while, hasn't it? How have you been? Things have been a little wild over here recently. I haven't been able to send very many letters because of that. For starters, I ran away from my masters. It's not that I don't like them, it's just that sometimes I need a change. That's where Nurezakee came in. Believe it or not, he fell from the sky during a thunderstorm! I jumped out of the window to see what he was, and was shocked to see him! I attached a picture of us, but to put it simply he is something along the lines of a sky dragon who can change his size from one three times the size of a bear to one no larger than a salamander. He's a wonderful friend, and doesn't get mad when I call him Nure. In his decent to earth, he was hit by a lightning bolt which weakened him greatly, so he can't fly much. I don't mind though, his jokes make up for it. It's funny, you'd see him and think "surely that is the most serious creature I will ever meet" when he's actually just a big jokester who likes to make others laugh! This one time, we were walking along the riverside when he made a comment about a legendary sea beast that comes out only when you preform a certain ritual. Of course my gullible mind led me to believe him and he got me to do this funny little dance! The best part is that afterwards a fish jumped out of the water to catch a bug! He was practically screaming, which scared me and I fell in the water! He made it up for me, though, by getting those red berries you showed me in your letters.
___Nure and I have a lot in common. For starters, we love the look of water, but we can't swim. He doesn't like getting wet either, it makes his fur sag and stick to his body. Another thing is that we love adventure! We travel a lot, which means that it's not uncommon for us to encounter villages full of legends. What do we do? We check them out! I guess you could call us the Legend Busters! My favorite one so far was the legend of the Black Fish. It was about this large black and white fish that was said to have eaten the South Star because the North Star was jealous. We went to the lake where it was said to have happened. There were some killer whales there, but none of them seemed interested in eating a star. Some where interested in me though, so I had to ride on Nure as he ran away. Nure's favorite was the legend of a mighty sky beast that upheld the stars but fell to the earth in a thunderstorm, for obvious reasons.
___One time, Nure and I were walking along a cliff that lined a mountain trying to reach the top. There was a cave, so we decided to take a break inside and went in. As we snuggled up to get some sleep, a bear approached us. It was pretty angry and roared to announce its fury. The cave was too small for Nure to go to his larger size, so I had to run with him clinging to my mane. I'll admit, it was pretty frightening, but Nure kept talking calmly to me which gave me the strength to get out alive. If it weren't for him, I don't think I would be alive to write this letter to you!
___So, Nure's favorite food is papayas, and they grow on trees. This one time, I woke up before him, which is rather unusual, and I decided to surprise him with some papayas. So, you can probably already see where this is going but I will tell you anyway, I went to the nearest tree that grew them and started to climb. Viscets are not climbers apparently. I kept falling over and over and the last time, I hit my head. I got frustrated and turned to wake up Nure, and guess who was sitting there! Nure was just sitting there eating a stinkin papaya! I have never been so mad, but it was so funny that I couldn't hold a grudge about it!
___Nure has asked about you several times, he doesn't seem to understand the concept of a pen pal though, so I said you were a being of the stars who came down and made sure that I will be young forever. He now really wants to meet you! Perhaps one day we can meet up? I would love to see you in person.
_____________________________Sincerely,
_____---/----------_________________Your Pen Pal Mion

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[Xelinator]

Droppng out. I don't have the time to finish this.

username; Xelinator.
name; Lowell (meaning "little wolf" or "wolf cub", often nicknamed 'Little Wolf' by Abel).
gender; Male.
best friend; Abel.
best friend extras; 2 art, 800 words on story.
extras; either the art or a personality.

Notes:
-found as an egg by abel in the forest
-abel took the egg in and cared for it until it hatched in his cottage
-upon hatching, he noted how much the viscling looked like a wolf, hence the name lowell
-loose father/son relationship
-raised the viscling on his tea, linking to lowell's minor obsession with it and his refusal to drink anything else
-begs him for stories
-always insists on helping with the gardening, and almost frustrates abel with his constant "what plant is this?"
-when he is annoyed, he growls - when he does this, abel often calls him "little wolf", linking to his namesake

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Lowell ;; meaning "little wolf" or "wolf cub".
Nicknamed as 'little wolf' by Abel.

Personality goes here

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Abel the guardian.

❝ The sky was a soft lilac, orange emanating from the setting sun. Abellio glanced between the oaks, jaws full of chamomile. It was growing late, and it was unlikely he'd find any more herbs before dark. He'd just have to visit the forest viscets in the morning, and ask for their help.
Abellio paused. He could see white flickering between the stalks of grass up ahead. Quickly, he swerved between the trunks. He fell to an abrupt halt, gazing upon the red-flecked egg resting in the ferns. Instinctively, he looked around. There was no sign of any other viscet. Hesitantly, Abellio dropped the chamomile he was carrying, and pressed his nose to the egg. It was cold. There was no point stalling in the hope of finding a mother - if he didn't warm the egg, he doubted it would last long. A moment of panic passed through him, and he wrapped his paws around the egg to carry it.
By the time he reached his cottage, the sun had disappeared completely. Stars were beginning to emerge. Abellio proceeded to place the egg before his fireplace, and rushed about to close all the windows, leaving hurried scratches across the glass. Without any delay, he curled tightly around the egg. In all honesty, he was unsure how to raise a viscling. He had very little knowledge. With a twinge of regret, he realised it might be best to speak to Fannara. She'd recently hatched a viscling with her mate, and could probably care for the egg much better than Abellio could. Even so, for a moment, he dared consider keeping the egg. His life wasn't particularly eventful; he didn't see any other viscets unless he travelled to the other side of the forest. Perhaps another addition to his cottage wouldn't be all that bad. ❞

ART_HERE

❝ Abellio lifted the marble cup with steady paws, and placed down. The viscling lifted his head, and sniffed the substance. After a brief moment of confusion, he let out an excited yelp and shoved his muzzle into the cup, sending chamomile tea flying everywhere. Abellio raised his eyebrows in surprise, and quickly returned to making more. "I really need to think of a name for you." he murmured. As he was splitting the chamomile stalks with a sharp claw, he felt teeth sink into his tail. Pain flashed up his spine, and he spun around to catch the viscling on his tail. As he attempted to pull his tail from the viscling's jaws, they bristled and showed tiny, sharp rows of teeth. A growl escaped its throat - rather loud for such a small thing. Abellio let out a spurt of laughter. "Well aren't you just a little wolf." he chuckled.
He dug his paws into the soil, brushing it aside. His gardening was disrupted by a soft thump. Alerted, he looked behind him, to see the viscling upon its back, Abellio's favourite chervil plant in his maw. Distraught, Abellio looked at where the roots had been torn from the ground. The viscling seemed rather proud despite falling over, large tail thudding on the ground in a puppyish manner. With a very deep sigh, Abellio moved to help him up. "Such a little wolf." he hissed in annoyance under his breath.
"Lowell." The viscling looked up from where he was shredding the cottage walls. Abellio cast a glance over the destruction the viscling was causing. "Lowell. Yes, that'll be your name." In response, Lowell lifted a bushy fox tail, and bared his teeth in a short, friendly growl. ❞

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❝ "Tell me another, Abel." Lowell insisted, tearing a mint leaf from the plant. Abellio chuckled. "I've told you several stories already. If I go on any longer, I'll lose my voice." His paws were full of herbs that he and Lowell had collected from the forest. Lowell turned to him, red eyes flashing brightly against his fur, and let out a dim growl. "Don't pull that attitude on me, little wolf. Pick up your mint, and let's get heading back. I'll make more chamomile tea if you manage to keep your grumpiness quiet!"
As time had passed, Abellio had come to the realisation that Lowell would not continue to grow. He matured beyond his puppy manner, but Abellio had noted the obvious stunt in Lowell's growth. When his forest viscet friends, had met Lowell, they'd fallen in love with him instantly. His mischievous ways had won them over - easy enough for them to like him when they didn't have to deal with the chaos he delivered.
"Don't eat the mint, we need that!" Abellio said, frowning. Lowell stopped shovelling the green leaves into his mouth, and glanced innocently aside. Abellio shook his head slowly, and nudged the viscling with his tail, who responded with a huff and a grin. ❞

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