[jules_]

Kalons-- a species with soft manes and even softer hearts.

Monitored in forests across the globe for years, these animals
have recently been declared naturally tame as well as sapient.
Scientists are asking the general population to consider adopting
Kalons for further study in their capabilities of intelligence.

Their shining tails are used for identification and showing off,
which is helpful when spotting another Kalon from afar. This
association with other Kalons is why they are head-over-heels
for any shiny or colorful item that they come across!

third GA adopt, based off film noir



edits:

common hair, common tail, standard shine

to win this kalon, either write or draw their hopes and dreams

- can be drawn as a kalon, anthro, or human
- limit of one art piece OR one 1000 word writing piece to answer the main prompt + one art or 500 word extra
- prettying up is allowed
- no animation or comics allowed
- both traditional and digital art is accepted

there is no form, go nuts ;3

Ends 8/20/17 @ 9pm EST

[dolly]

mark

[Softea]

res

[tyrannical]

Res

[WanSham]

m a rk

[crona.]

mark!

[trans]

ɪ'ᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴅᴏɴᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ʜᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ ɴᴏᴡ
ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅs, ʙʀɪʟʟɪᴀɴᴛ, ɪɴ ʙᴇʟ-ᴀɪʀ ɴᴏᴡ




{ username } trans
{ name } padma delainey
{ gender } female
{ sexuality } lesbian




birds have always been very fascinating creatures to you. you were always enchanted by their ability of flight, most of all, and your friends with wings were always a source of envy growing up. you desperately wanted to be like them, wanted to be able to fly with your friends, with the birds. you wanted to feel the air against your fur, wanted to touch the clouds and feel them for yourself, wanted to touch the sky and sun and stars and moon each day and night and never tire of being able to retreat from the world whenever you wanted.

you longed so much for something you could never have, never achieve. the thought made you ache, made you long for the flight you so desired and dreamed of having that you found little joy in anything else. "why do you want to fly so bad?" others would ask you, and you wouldnt bother to reply. they simply wouldnt understand. couldnt understand. not like you did.

you secluded yourself in your room, after awhile, desperate to find a method to allow you flight by any means. you poured book over book, made trips to the library almost everyday, scoured every resource you could find, studied every blueprint and every word and every picture.

you were desperate. you did not think. you didnt think.

as you became so absorbed in your dream to fly, you only realized until it was too late that you'd pushed everyone away, cast them aside as you climbed ever so higher, trying to reach the top of a mountain too steep. so consumed in your 'dream' that it became an obsession, and you were lost in waves of greed and mindless hunger for something you could never achieve.

something you could never achieve.

and oh, how your heart ached. how it hurt, longed for something more than the echoing, empty loneliness you had brought upon yourself. flightless and alone and scared, like a baby bird who had dropped from it's nest, and the mother too tired, too busy with her other chicks, to rescue one who obviously wouldnt survive.

your heart grew cold, and your body grew accustomed to the empty numbness that overtook you in the dark of your room. blueprints and diaries and journal entries and textbooks and documents lay strewn about, prototypes of fake wings and prosthetics and detailed accounts of what would work and what wouldnt and lists that stretched on like shopping lists detailing exactly what materials you'd need and how much.

still, in the recesses of your mind, you still dreamed of flight. wished for it every night. craved it like nothing else you've ever craved. you wanted it so badly, and yet it was so far out of reach, even now, after all your research.

nothing could possibly stave off the darkness curling in your heart and veins. you tried to repent, repent for all you'd done, but you still felt that desire to fly in your heart, and you knew it wasnt enough. the temptation swallowed you, spat you back out in all your pathetic glory.

nothing at all.



ɪ'ᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ʟɪᴛ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ, ᴀs ᴍʏ sᴛᴀɢᴇ ɴᴏᴡ
ᴄʜᴀɴɴᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴀɴɢᴇʟs ɪɴ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴀɢᴇ ɴᴏᴡ

[faunsie]

Maybe res

[Unleashed Squiid]

*weeps. Marking beyond belief!

[iBrevity]

oh what a lovely design <3