[Violet Stormbringer]

For the underbelly/tail stripes, white overlay is used.
The spots on the same places are Added with a duplicated glow at 44%.

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'Extra' wordcount cannot surpass 500 words if you decide to do a type of writing.
If you decide to do art and would like a version without the stripes/spots to see the gradient better, please PM me.

Ends June 7th

[~ Kamy ~]

marking.
I may try for that cutie if I have time~

[MoJaJo2009]

Tentative res

[Ill]

Username:
Cojinxleafbelle
Name:
Forsythia
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Forsythia is an energetic, confident Coontail, for the most part. Her favorite things to do are running and climbing, as she considers herself pretty good at both. However, her pride can get in the way of her kindness, in many cases. Many times, when she tries to make friends, she ends up showing off and bragging, which isn't appealing to most, though she sees nothing wrong. Forsythia does have a hidden "mushy" side, though. She wasn't named Forsythia for nothing, after all. Though it wouldn't appear so, she absolutely LOVES the flower she's named for, and just flowers in general. It's even rumored that she owns a secret garden hidden in the woods. However, whenever someone asks if these rumors are true, she snaps at them, trying to keep her secret hidden.

Short Story
Forsythia looked both ways, examining every detail before continuing down the path. No one could see her. No one. No one must ever know the secret.... The secret, that is, being Forsythia's garden. The Coontail padded into her garden and sighed happily; the garden made her feel at peace, as it was away from all the competition and pride of her normal life. Forsythia was a very competitive Coontail, as well as very athletic. She didn't even want to know what would happen if someone were to find her garden in the light of this; it would make her look pathetic! Nonetheless, she was alone with all of her flowers now. No one could see in, so no one would ever know. Carefully, she watered each and every flower, tending to it with great care. If any of her friends had seen her being this gentle, Forsythia was sure they'd laugh and call her mushy. They'd never understand the wonders of flowers; how calm and beautiful they were with all their gorgeous petals. Ah, what a sight! She thought, looking over her garden one last time. A content smile formed on her face as she turned and walked back, making sure no one saw her leave.

Poem
Her training,
Is straining,
Her flowers bring her peace,
She dare not let them,
Ever decease,

Running,
Crowd stunning,
Yet she tends to a garden,
Pots and tools everywhere,
Her eyes hardly harden,

A champion,
Who adores rampion,
What made her love such strange things?
Simply Forsythia,
The name to which she clings

[ibolya]

Possible res

[Lorne]

possible mark

[♥ fefetasprxte ♥]

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res ;u;

[Hail.]

Username: howlingtothestars
Name: Akira
Gender: female
Personality: Akira is bold in her own, soft spoken way. Though she doesn't talk much, her actions tell the story needed. She has a few close friends but often finds it hard to bond with others. Her favorite thing to do is to explore the land around her, and even beyond that. Of course, racing is right beside that.
short story: Mountains peered between the coiled and tangled leaves of the forest while the afternoon sun slipped its rays of light through the small gaps in the foliage. Song birds called to each other, fluttering from one branch to another in the excitement of spring to come. A warm breeze ruffled my fur slightly as I sat and listened to the world about me, translating each sound in my head. Paw steps approached followed by the heavy and rather sharp voice of Luix. "Arkia! Rematch, just you, me, and the forest trail!" I opened my eyes and smiled at him before nodding, excitement causing the fur on my back to raise. We both approached a small blackberry bush that served as the starting line and crouched. My claws dug into the soft mud slightly as my muscles tensed, preparing for the launch that could be the difference between winning and loosing. Luix murmured numbers under his breath as a countdown. "Three..." The birds quieted down, the tension making them watch in curiosity. "Two... One!" We kicked off at the same time, the air ripping at my fur as we streaked side by side towards the finish line, adrenaline and glee keeping me at a quick pace.
Favorite foods: she enjoys certain fruits such as blackberries, but prefers goat, elk, and hare meat over anything else. Well, anything except for the occasional sandwich she manages to snatch from someone. Those are always good.

[LoneAnubis]

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[Kydashing]

Username:Kydashing
Name:Marshal
Gender:Male
Personality:(max 300) *WIP, ill get to this monday, cus i work so much ;,; but off then!*
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