[whim]

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!

saw this palette on tumblr and wanted to make a kal with it ;o;
for this kal I want you to design them a companion! (ie, a pet) you can either draw them or describe them, but not both!
they can be as simple as a dog, or as out of the ordinary as a made-up creature! go wild <3
as an extra you can explain their relationship to them c:

ends February 1 at midnight MT!

edits:
[nr] heterochromia
[s] shine, hair
[c] fur, tail



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Username:
Name:
Companion (1 art piece or 200 words max):
Extra (1 art piece or 300 words max):

[Brackensnake]

Mark

Magical girl

[clemen]

N A O M I
[ user ] bowtie
[ name ] naomi
[ gender ] cisfemale
[ pet ]
they have a pet raccoon called niko,
( ni - ko ) a little bean who helps them because they
suffer with depression. Although they aren’t fully a pet,
Niko is free to roam wherever he wants. He loves shiny
things and nibbling on corn!

.

[Thani]

Mark !

[trans]

res!

[fawn,,]

mark <33

[iguana]

res

[kuromi !!]

❀ Username ❀
svnflower.bvby

❀ Name ❀
Spectre

❀ Companion ❀
(art piece;; to the left)

❀ Extra ❀
Spectre was on a safari tour while on his visit to Australia.
He and his group got to split from the whole tour and do a
fun little 'scavenger hunt'. They had to find minor things
like specific grubs, spot trees, and animals. Spectre was so
into finding everything he might have walked a little too far
from the group and lost his way because he couldn't see
anyone from where he was. Spectre walked around to try
to find his way back but it came to no avail. He kept walking
a little longer but instead of his group, he stumbled upon a
hurt jerboa. The jerboa's leg looked like it had been wounded
by the claws of a predator. Spectre felt so bad seeing the poor
thing so helpless, he knew he shouldn't interfere with the
circle of life but he couldn't stop himself from helping the
little guy. Spectre always carried a med kit with him because
he was an extra careful person and he really cared for animals.
He wrapped a bandage around the jerboa's leg after cleaning it
so it wouldn't be infected. The jerboa hopped up and brushed
its head on his leg as a thank you and then gestured to follow it.
Spectre, confused, followed it and to his surprise, he was lead
back to the tour group ! It was time to go, so Spectre said bye
but the jerboa didn't want to go. The jerboa hopped into Spectre's
bag while he wasn't looking and once he got home he saw the
surprise and then decided to keep them as a pet. "I'll call you
Hopper." he said, and Hopper hopped happily.
(280/300)

[qvril]

[ ᴜꜱᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ;; ]
avril-showers
[ ɴᴀᴍᴇ;; ]
Steph
[ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ;; ]

[ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ;; ]

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their bond is incredibly tight and strong now, but it all started
with Steph traveling in the woods, they were on the lookout for leaves to put in their scrapbook,
but instead, they found an injured anteater. a leg was covered in flowers and bees. and then
they realized, there wasn't even a leg there ! it was just a nub, it looked like there
used to be a leg, but it was lost somewhere. Steph shuffled and shivered, they looked around
for help, the most they found was the scrunchie on their wrist, some sticks, some rocks, and
a stretched out elastic,
"hang on, it'll be fine"
they comforted.
they continued to take the sticks, and tighten them to the leg, attaching them together with the
old elastic they found. Steph then took the rocks and made a claw like shape with them, connecting
the separate rocks with old sticky sap they found on a tipped over pine tree. they swished their hair out
of their face, and slipped off their scrunchie, also attaching it with sap.
"ah, is this better?"
the anteater made a light, happy grunt. he shoved into Steph and nudged at their face.
Steph looked flustered and blushed a bit. they were so glad they could make somebody happy,
it felt so nice to do.
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Since then they have been really close, the anteater got named, Steph decided to call him Sol.
sweet and small. quite like Sol himself. Although Sol had extreme anxiety, and trust issues,
that didn't stop them from becoming what society describes as best friends,, forever.

[SilhouetteStation]

Username: SilhouetteStation
Name: Harietta

Companion: (170/200)
He wasn't a large bird. Not large, nor loud, nor extraordinarily unique. He was a rock wren; small, and green, and plain to the unknowing eye. His feathers shimmered in the sun, and he could blend into the treetops when he flew. He could fit into the palm of your hand, and nestle comfortably on your shoulder. His dark eyes were bright and intelligent; wise, almost. Like he knew things that others didn't, more than what a normal bird should know. But, in fairness, he was not a normal bird. Normal birds didn't speak, or remember potion ingredients, or verbal charms.

Familiars can take the shape of any animal; from cats, to wolves, to snakes, each one is born with a connection to their destined witch or wizard, and will be gifted to them upon graduation. She was presented with a little green bird, a rock wren, and felt as though strings were tying them together. Warm, tight.

Some people named their familiars.
To her, he was just little Wren.

Extra: (258/300)
Harietta isn't immature, per say, but it has been said with a small amount of laughter that the bird is more mature than she is. She'd always been easily distracted, sometimes a bit ditzy, and that hasn't changed from childhood to adulthood. The little Wren has proved himself to be a perfect companion, and she wouldn't be the witch she is now without him.

When training in the magical arts, there are always teachers around to offer guidance and to watch over your work. If she was ever going to make a mistake, or had forgotten a potion ingredient, there was always someone there to correct and remind. Some worried about how she would go, making it on her own, but many had faith that she would be okay. This proved true, thanks to her familiar.

His memory is like a vault, and he can remember a countless amount of potions and spells. He's a very sensible familiar, almost acting parental at times. He understands that she has trouble with concentration, and makes up games and techniques to help her remember things and stay on task. They were always going to be made for each other, and were always going to make a perfect team.

Harietta loves her little avian friend, and he loves her just as much. While some people may have gotten annoyed at her forgetfulness and clumsiness, he knows that this is just a part of her personality, and being her familiar, he's more than happy to be by her side through their magical endeavors.