[flyteck]

Well, i love this guy... so the forms for him are gonna have to be amazing, or i'll just end up keeping him cx

Things to do:
History
Personality
Art (poem, drawing, etc)
What bird are the feathers on him from?

Good luck everyone!!

[Painted Turtle]

Name: Kayode (African for "he brings joy")

History: Kayode was born and raised by an African tribe living in the savanna. Everybody in the tribe's village was incredibly friendly and loved to enjoy the pleasures of life. Not only did these people make chores enjoyable withsongs and dance, they held a week-long festival every year called Kabayr (pronounced Kuh-by-r). On the last day, all Plainsdogs who have reached the age of 3 would become Guardians and go off into the world to do good and spread joy, and a huge, colorful Bird of Paradise, the symbol of the tribe, would be raised high for all to see. Kayode was like a mini-Guardian throughout the village. Whenever someone needed help, he was there to lend a hand and cheer them up. [insert a name here] was always eager and curious, and begged to become a Guardian early. However, the elders of the village told him, "Ah, yes. One day you'll be the best Guardian of them all. But not yet, Kayode. Not yet." After endless months of waiting, his Kabayr day came. People sang and danced. Fruits and candies and ribbons and confetti were thrown into the air. Kayode stood proudly, his head held high as peopleraised the bird and cheered his name. After the ceremony, the village elders came to him. "[insert a name here], you shall do well in spreading happiness. But never forget our tribe." The eldest, a motherly woman called Raaldi gave him the feathers he wears, to remind him of his home, wherever in the world he is.
Personality: Kayode is the helpful, caring type who's always there when you need him. He's happy-go-lucky and fun to be around and can cheer you up instantly. However, he's not the most responsible. If he makes a mistake though (which happens quite frequently), he'll fix it no matter what it takes.
Art (poem, drawing, etc):

Flying across the plain
Barely touching the ground
Feathers streaming from him
Not a bird, but graceful as one
Stopping and spreading joy
Before flying on again

What bird are the feathers on him from?: The feathers on him are from the Bird of Paradise who to his tribe symbolizes happiness, joy, and the goodness of spreading those traits.

[Painted Turtle]

When are you going to announce the winner (even though I'm the only entry)?

[flyteck]

When i get another entry or two, i will judge. Sorry for the wait ^^

[iHolli]

History: WIP
Personality: WIP
Art (poem, drawing, etc): WIP
What bird are the feathers on him from?: WIP

{Yep, lots of work in progress. I just wanted to fill out the form so you know I'm interested ^^}

{Meh, I love the design, but Imma gonna drop out... I do like it though C:}

.Holli.

[Flitter]

I didn't like this Genetic at all when I took a first look--but then I looked again. And again. Five looks later, I've fallen head-over-heels in love with her! I really hope I can call Nia my own.
I wrote her a bit of a love story--hope ya don't mind?

~Name~

Furaha Nia (foo-RAH-ha NEE-ah). Both are african names, Furaha means joy and Nia means intention and life purpose. Her name was to be just Nia, but her grandmother, named Furaha and a kind and just lady, died seven minutes before she was born. Her heartbroken mother added Furaha to the front of Nia's name, both to bring happiness back to the stricken family and to honor the kindest lady she had ever known.

~Gender~

Female, silly! I know the top of the form called him a guy, but she looks a complete girl to me.
~Personality~
Nia is brave and adventurous and loyal and will stay by your side no matter what. She doesn't appreciate change, but she's one of those dogs that can adapt to just about anything. If it can be done, you can rest assured Nia's going to be the one to do it.

~History~

Furaha Nia was born in a small and not-very-wealthy neighborhood. Her father was dead, and her mother worked day and night to please Zareb, the chief of the town. Her seven brothers and sisters were left mostly to their own devices and told to help as best the could--but wait. This isn't the sob story you think it is. Krim, as a village, was hard off, and Zareb worked his people hard. But the life of Nia was average for the lives of the plainsdogs of Krim. And not only was there hard work, there was also an incredible sense of community. Furaha Nia was loved from the day she was born, not only by her family but by everybody else to. She was absolutely proof-positive that her town would never let her down.
But it is a truth universally acknowledged that a young girl has to find her own way. Nia left Krim when she was still very young, because she knew there was more to life than weaving grass and listening to her elders tell stories. So she left, and at first everything was grand. But it started to go downhill when the food ran out, and Nia became miserable. Things were hard for the little plains dog for a while, and nothing came easy. Too many nights she curled up under the stars and sobbed, thinking of the warm fire her brothers and sisters were huddled around. All that love...and she left it to satisfy pure independence. 'Furaha Nia' no longer applied as her name, because the last thing she was feeling was joyous.
It was Ayo that changed Nia's life. It was Ayo that brought Nia home. One night, just before dawn struck, Furaha found herself stalking a bird to make it her breakfast. Just as she made her pounce, a dark plainsdog came flailing through the air, striking her over and grabbing the bird for himself. Nia was ready to be furious when he spoke up: "Oh! I'm so sorry! I didn't see you there--it's still so dark out you know..." Nia cut him off. "It's ok." He had the most beautiful amber eyes she had ever seen. A smile toyed across his lucious dark lips. "Here. I cheated you out of your meal; the least I can do is offer it back to you." For the first time in her life, Furaha Nia blushed. "I wouldn't dream of it." Her stomach growled, and the boy laughed. "All right...perhaps we can share?"
Furaha Nia and Ayo (that was his name, she soon learned) snuggled up together and watched the sun rise, feasting upon their meal. Just as dawn broke in full, he took a few beautiful feathers from the bird's back and tied them around Nia's neck. She nuzzled closer into his chest. 'Ayo' means joy in some African languages, and all the joy that had once been Furaha was coming back all at once.
Nia was fully complete again when Ayo asked her to come back to his village and meet his family. She ended up staying with him, and was part of a loving community once more. That wasn't to say she had changed from the independent, adventurous cub she had once been--she and Ayo would often leave for days, living off the land and helping whatever animals they saw needed it. But that was the secret: Furaha Nia could not be adventurous alone. When she had no one to help her, she was as delicate as a moth. But with Ayo and the support of the villagers on her side, she was invincible. Nia was home.


~Epilogue to Nia's Story~

Nia started feeling uneasy around September, and she was bad enough to go to the medical dog by the first cold wind. Then the truth came out: she was going to have Ayo's cub. The thought struck her like nothing ever had before--a baby!? That couldn't be possible. The very idea was terrifying...
Ayo came home to find his girl a mess,, pacing the length of the shack in an agitated panic. He nuzzled her gently, and pulled her to the floor. "Come on, Nia. What's wrong?" The whole story came out, and he was ecstatic. This was going to be the best thing that had ever happened to him--if he could just convince Nia it was so. He used his most soothing tone and talked to her for nearly an hour, comforting and calming as best he could. But it was his final tactic that did him the most good, and the one that let Nia sleep easy at last.
"Look, sweetheart." He picked up the feathers around her neck with his nose. "You know these feathers. You promised me the night we met you'd pass them on to our first child."
"Ayo, I wasn't serious. I was just a little girl!"
He leaned in for a gentle kiss. "You were a very smart one."

Five months later, when Furaha Nia was the proud mother of an amber-colored pup with sparkling blue eyes, she realized Ayo was right. The feathers needed to live on, and she couldn't think of a better way. She nuzzled deep into the baby's thick, fluffy fur, and caught a glimpse of her reflection in the infant's glassy eye. Nia. Purpose in life. She looked across the room at her beloved. Ayo. Joy. Finally, she sunk her whole body into the little being on her lap. Osumare. The rainbow. Nia had a whole new adventure, and she had a feeling it had just begun.

~I believe where the feathers came from was answered, and the history was a story--it counts?~

[flyteck]

Yup ^^ Loving your story <3

[Flitter]

Thanks! Hope it's good enough to win--I've grown very attached to her.

[Flitter]

Results?

[flyteck]

On it now.