[the folly of man]

Feather tails are a species similar to a fox, with feathers for tails.
Feather tails live in the forest of Penketh, in small groups called packs. These packs can be anywhere
from 2 to 20 FT's, mostly related, but doesn't have to be. •This species only bonds in MxF pairs. In the
wild, Ft's mate for life, and can only breed with their mate. Baby Ft's are called quills. They receive
their Jars when they are a week of age, and the color seems to choose them. No one quite knows where
these orbs come from, only that they are filled with the life force of the individual and must, therefore,
be protected.

wELL THAT TOOK A WHILE
the timer doesn't lie.. it simply bends the truth by a few minutes c:
I'm really proud of the outcome, and I hope you guys like it, too!

remember to read the main thread!
this species has some specific rules you should follow

in order to win this FTW, you must complete a challenging task c:
impress me in 300 words. no more, no less.
there are several prompts to choose from, make sure
to include one of these lines in your story!

'this is not okay, not at all'
'I'm just glad that you're here'
'a drop fell onto his/her nose,'
'nothing lasts forever'
'don't give me that look'
'but the odds are against us'
'guess I'm alone again'

feel free to change them up a bit!
put them in whatever context you find fitting!
this will be judged on the prompt!
prettying up is okay, but the prompt is what you wanna work hardest on.
you can also have 1 piece of art! no comics, but small animations are alright. (blinking, bouncing, tailflick etc.)

if you have any concerns, feel free to PM me or post here!

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gender:
prompt: (300 words, no more, no less)

end date: june 30th (day after my birthday owo)

this FTW now belongs to isopod <3

[Happily Wrathful]

MaRk im allowed to adopt stuff right? ;~;

literally spit my non-existent drink out when i saw this its so beautiful you did a wonderful job <3

[emball]

name: angel

gender: female

prompt:

“Come on, you just have to keep going, you got this. Oh, why am I talking to myself again?” the young wolf trembled with cold as she maneuvered through the tall grass and trees of her home. a drop fell onto her nose as she realized it began to rain. However, it wasn’t just raining. It seemed like a horrible storm was beginning to rise. the terrified wolf’s orb clumsily rolled alongside her as she quickened her pace, noticing the violent droplets coming down heavier and heavier, until it was pouring. Angel’s ears perked up at the sound of a crash. “Oh no, oh no no no....” the young wolf, just recently grown from her quill stage, was deathly afraid of lightning and thunder. The electrifying bolts seemed too ethereal and terrifying that she couldn’t even stand the elder wolves speaking of the deadly storms that arose during their time. She scurried under the nearest outcropping, nudging her orb under as well. Who knows what would happen if the storm swept it away!

Angel got bored of waiting, as a young wolf like her would. She batted around her orb with her lavender paw with a solemn expression on her pale face. The torrent continued to go on outside of her shelter. Her nose quivered, and she was about to cry. She wondered how she even got into this situation. “No, you have to keep your head up, Angel. You’re gonna make it through-“the racket outside had suddenly stopped.

With what seemed like hours, the storm calmed down as abruptly as it had started. Angel peered through the opening of the cave and saw a bright blue sky with white cotton candy-like clouds drifting lazily along. She sighed with relief, knowing that her unfortunate adventure was finally at an end.

thanks so much for this amazing opportunity; this is an awesome ftw !!
also, happy early birthday ^^

[the folly of man]

I've added an end date! june 30th!
make sure to be done by then!

[emball]

tiny bump hhh

[the folly of man]

name: angel

gender: female

prompt:

“Come on, you just have to keep going, you got this. Oh, why am I talking to myself again?” the young wolf trembled with cold as she maneuvered through the tall grass and trees of her home. a drop fell onto her nose as she realized it began to rain. However, it wasn’t just raining. It seemed like a horrible storm was beginning to rise. the terrified wolf’s orb clumsily rolled alongside her as she quickened her pace, noticing the violent droplets coming down heavier and heavier, until it was pouring. Angel’s ears perked up at the sound of a crash. “Oh no, oh no no no....” the young wolf, just recently grown from her quill stage, was deathly afraid of lightning and thunder. The electrifying bolts seemed too ethereal and terrifying that she couldn’t even stand the elder wolves speaking of the deadly storms that arose during their time. She scurried under the nearest outcropping, nudging her orb under as well. Who knows what would happen if the storm swept it away!

Angel got bored of waiting, as a young wolf like her would. She batted around her orb with her lavender paw with a solemn expression on her pale face. The torrent continued to go on outside of her shelter. Her nose quivered, and she was about to cry. She wondered how she even got into this situation. “No, you have to keep your head up, Angel. You’re gonna make it through-“the racket outside had suddenly stopped.

With what seemed like hours, the storm calmed down as abruptly as it had started. Angel peered through the opening of the cave and saw a bright blue sky with white cotton candy-like clouds drifting lazily along. She sighed with relief, knowing that her unfortunate adventure was finally at an end.

thanks so much for this amazing opportunity; this is an awesome ftw !!
also, happy early birthday ^^

due to no competition at all, you are the winner! :D
I loved the story. I get scared of storms, too, sometimes ;-;

[emball]

name: angel

gender: female

prompt:

“Come on, you just have to keep going, you got this. Oh, why am I talking to myself again?” the young wolf trembled with cold as she maneuvered through the tall grass and trees of her home. a drop fell onto her nose as she realized it began to rain. However, it wasn’t just raining. It seemed like a horrible storm was beginning to rise. the terrified wolf’s orb clumsily rolled alongside her as she quickened her pace, noticing the violent droplets coming down heavier and heavier, until it was pouring. Angel’s ears perked up at the sound of a crash. “Oh no, oh no no no....” the young wolf, just recently grown from her quill stage, was deathly afraid of lightning and thunder. The electrifying bolts seemed too ethereal and terrifying that she couldn’t even stand the elder wolves speaking of the deadly storms that arose during their time. She scurried under the nearest outcropping, nudging her orb under as well. Who knows what would happen if the storm swept it away!

Angel got bored of waiting, as a young wolf like her would. She batted around her orb with her lavender paw with a solemn expression on her pale face. The torrent continued to go on outside of her shelter. Her nose quivered, and she was about to cry. She wondered how she even got into this situation. “No, you have to keep your head up, Angel. You’re gonna make it through-“the racket outside had suddenly stopped.

With what seemed like hours, the storm calmed down as abruptly as it had started. Angel peered through the opening of the cave and saw a bright blue sky with white cotton candy-like clouds drifting lazily along. She sighed with relief, knowing that her unfortunate adventure was finally at an end.

thanks so much for this amazing opportunity; this is an awesome ftw !!
also, happy early birthday ^^

due to no competition at all, you are the winner! :D
I loved the story. I get scared of storms, too, sometimes ;-;

aHHH thanks so much! this gal is truly one of my favorite ftw’s <3