[buny]

Flo's are a mammal species usually found lurking around the continent of Asia, although recently there have been discovered various different types scattered across different continents, usually differentiating from each other with their various types of fur. The flowers found on their bodies can grow anywhere, however the most common place is the head. They do not have any differences when it comes to gender, however the species can be found in all types of sizes and colors. They grow thorns from their paw pads, which is known to be quite poisonous, and used as a sort of defense mechanism. They are however retractable (similar to the nails of many feline creatures ) and they will only use it in dire situations, such as if they have to protect their young, or themselves.

This little darling has longer hair and a cropped tail! Their flowers are Forget Me Not's, and are symmetric on their body!

In order to win them, tell me a story about them! Stories that show off their personality in some way are extra nice~ -wink-
You have to have at least 500 words, and you are more than welcome to add any extras you want!
If you pretty up, try to keep it readable please v-v

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This competition will end in 10 days, on the 3rd of September!

[WhiteWater ;]

────[ (kah-LEE-nah) Slavic origin meaning "flower" ]────────────────────────

username whitewater ;
name kalina
gender female
theme xxx

Forget Me Nots; a name in which the germans created for this flower, following the myth of two lovers - a knight and his lover - wal
king along the shore of the Danube River. This is when she saw the bright blue blossoms of the forget me not and instantly she want
ed the beautiful flowers. The man, loving this woman dearly, proceeded into the river to attempt retrieve the flowers on the other
side for the woman. He had made it across the river successfully, collecting a bouquet of the blue flowers. However, as he was cros
sing the river to return to the woman, the current grew stronger and he was swept away by the water. Before he completely disapp
eared, he threw the flowers to his love on the shore; his last words to her was a shouted "forget me not". The woman kept wore his
last gift upon her head everyday until she died as a reminder of him and never, not once did she forget about him.
About her love that the river stole.

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She lay there, the rise and fall of her chest fading as her eyes lost the glimmer life they once held. The wind picked up as air moved
in and out of the canine's body. She struggled at what seemed to be one last desperate attempt at getting the water out of her lung
s, but it was too much. She knew it well - but it was the young one beside her who she only wished could understand that it's attem
pts were useless, that it was too far gone. Her body grew ever so limp and fragile as time passed, as it's life passed. With a final bre
ath, she relaxed. Giving up and letting it's lifeless head rest upon the hard ground. She was gone. Kalina didn't know what to do. She
had just witnessed the life of the one who raised her end. Kalina had nowhere to go and nobody to go to. She curled up with the ca
nine, her muzzle buried deep inside the fur of it's mother's chest. The two laid there, motionless among the patches of small, blue f
lowers. Kalina didn't want to move, not now and not ever. She remained there overnight, the weather turning to torrential rains but
still she didn't move. In the morning, after she had finally fallen asleep, the ground was flattened around her and her deceased mot
her's body. The rain was so heavy that it nearly flooded the area, smothering the grass and other plant life... all except the tiny blu
e flowers who's petals were brighter than ever. Kalina, being the curious floro that she is, found this rather strange and upon further
r inspection, had realized that these flowers had begun to grow around her mother's body, blanketing the white canine in a layer of
blue. Kalina had suddenly decided that although she had nothing left - her mother was the last of her remaining kin and having no fr
iends to turn to - she wouldn't let that stop her from living on. Though it felt as if the pain would never go away, the hurt would nev
er subside, she knew what she had to do... live. She had learned, sitting there in that rain-battered field, that moving on with life a
fter a death was essentially living for those who no longer are.

That it doesn't mean you need to forget them, but instead embrace the times you had because in the end,
as long as you remember
nothing is ever
forgotten

Kalina is a girl who has been through a lot, though keeps it buried within the gates of her mind. Growing up, Kalina had it pretty go
od until her siblings and father went out one day to never return. Her mother, who loved her immensely, had bonded even more wi
th her because of this. Kalina had become accustomed to her mother always being there for her and aiding her when it was needing.
The disappearance of the rest of her close family has always disturbed kalina and deep down she still wonders what happened, alth
ough she tries hard not to dwell on her past as she knows what it can turn her into. Almost immediately after her mother's passing,
Kalina had become anti-social, avoiding others as much as she could and even trying to avoid herself. She was always upset and as t
he days went by, it only dragged her down more. She had suffered from her own doing for months after the death of her mother an
d had only realized that when it began to take not only an emotional, but physical toll on kalina. After working hard to rediscover h
er self worth again, she returned to her energetic, humorous self. Kalina is a very unique floro, the many ups and downs in her life
having caused her to develop borderline personality disorder - causing her to experience intense fears of abandonment, episodes of
inappropriate anger and difficulties controlling their emotions. Along with this, Kalina also suffers with extreme athazagoraphobia -
or the fear of being forgotten, abandoned and ignored. She constantly worries that those she loves the most will forget her. She oft
en does things that remind others of her existence, as she is scared to death of being left alone and forgotten about. Nothing feels
worse to her than how being forgotten and abandoned feels and when she fails to achieve avoiding that, she falls into a depressive
state. Really, Kalina has an array of personal issues that make others look past the caring, respectful and loyal floro who's company
is rather joyful. ─────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────


I really, really love this babe and will most likely add more

[buny]

Bump~

[Sanara]

Marking this c:

[bohemia]

marking! not sure if i'm even gonna have time to do this, but this girl is too gorgeous to not at least try!! <3

[Fuscontidox]

Username :: Fuscontidox
Name :: Delouras
Gender :: Female
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WIP <3

[Sockz]

[wis•TEER•ea] a climbing shrub of the pea family, with hanging clusters of beautiful, pale bluish-lilac flowers

Username :: Sockz
Name :: Wisteria
Gender :: Female
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Wisteria sat on the edge of the cobblestone wall that surrounded the ruins of an old castle she played in as a small pup. She sighed into the chrisp fall breeze as she recalled her favorite memory there, of her brother. And she turned her head to look at the castle ruins, her hair caught the wind and was gentle blown to the side of her face, getting strands into her eyes. She started to blink them away, but soon she wasnt just blinking back hair, but tears too. The flowers, which she was named after, that hung from the castle were starting to get frosty, and had turned a beautiful shade of light blue and lilac. The willow trees around the castle gave off a peaceful feeling, and Wisteria was absorbed into it. She let out a small whimper as she kept thinking of her brother, how they used to climb the walls together, exploring. It always seemed as if the adventures would never end. But now, for Wisteria, they had. On one particular adventure, she had watched as he was crushed by a rock. She could do nothing but cry as she tried to lift the rock, save him, or at keast save his body, but he was forever lost to the time. She had lost him, just like she had lost everything else. Her heart was heavy, and she just couldn't get the weight off her shoulders.

As another gentle breeze swept the branches of the willow trees, she jumped down from the wall and walked to the lake just outside the castle. The ruins were set up on a small hill, and were surrounded by a small, crumpling, cobblestone wall. Just around that wall was a forest of birch and willow trees. The castle faced south, and right north of the castle was a small, crystal clear lake. All around the lake, willow trees were placed. And up in the distance, mountains with snowy caps loomed over.

The place was paradise, but Wisteria couldn't seem to enjoy it. Her usual curious and adventurous personallity was squashed by a great feeling of sadness that washed over her. She sniffled as she lay down on her haunches, her head resting on her front legs. She reached her paws out and touched the water with her paws, looking at her reflection in the ripples. Her beautiful blonde hair, her perfectly colored fur, her sparkling eyes, it wasn't enough. Nothing was enough to fill the void in her heart.

Wisteria picked herself up and started to walk through the willows, taking in the wonderful, familiar scents and enjoying the moment. She giggled as the willows ran across her face and body, making her tingle. Her tail wagged as she started to pick up her pace through the woods, reaching her neck out to the willows above, starting to feel playful. Something awoke in her, and she bounced across the lush grass, laughing. The string of leaves whipped across her face, but there was no pain, only joy. Her brother wouldn't want her to whallow in sadness, but sing and laugh. She only wanted to make him happy. Wisteria started to nip at the vines of leaves hanging overhead, giggling at the weird feeling as one slipped through her jaws. She would forever remember her brother, and it would never be the same without him, but that doesn't mean she can't ever have fun again. Her paws felt hard against the fertile dirt, and she could feel the hooves of a deer bouncing to the right of her. She laughed as she saw it get its antlers wrapped in the willow vines. It stopped, make a snorting noise, ripped the vines out of the tree, and continued with the vines wrapped around its antlers. Wisteria couldn't help but feel that was pretty funny. Even without her brother, she could have fun. She lay down on her side, on the warm ground, her sides heaving. She closed her eyes and remembered every moment she had with him, as she soaked in the sun's rays.

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*Do not copy without permission* ~Sockz

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