[Zailune]

Hello again, here with another soft design ^^ Hope y'all enjoy ~
soft
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Edits:

[nr] schlera color, weight(skinny)
[s] hair, shine
[c] fur, tail

To enter for this kalon, tell me what they see when they look to the sky! Feel free to interpret this prompt any way you'd like.
You have 300 words max, and you can pretty up your form but please no extras! ^^

This comp will close in 2 weeks, on October 24th at 8pm EST. Good luck!

Form:

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Username + #:
Name:
Prompt:

[Dr. Paine]

Username + #: Dr. Paine #1280
Name: Spira
Prompt: -wip, a focus on longing, adventure & nostalgia-

[sobble]

escapism

[Sadcat]

Username + #: CatOwU 1004338
Name: Amnesia
Prompt: She stares, for she does not know. She doesn't know and refuses to find out. She watches the sky from below the ocean, searching for something she can't find. Someone who doesn't remember, someone that doesn't love her. She stares into the sky and sees their blurred face, she cries and the ocean clears her tears for her. The stars look at her worriedly, concerned about what the clouds may think of her. She stares at the sky, for she also does not remember. She stares at the sky for she does not want to find out. She longs for the one that doesn't remember her and she longs for the memories she lost in her mind.

[MCLAREN]

Username + #: nyachty / #949133
Name: Icarus
Prompt:

Icarus looked up, her blue tones sparkled against the sky.
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when she looked up at the vast sky, she didn’t just see the light-blue beauty that surrounds and reaches down to gently cradle the earth..

she saw all the glossy eyes, the white pupils, and beautiful shapes of others, looking up at the same sky. she knew that somewhere, someone equally suffering through the same strife, the same pain, was also gazing relentlessly at the sky.

maybe it’s her true comfort, perhaps tranquility, that she isn’t alone.
or ever will be.

[SilentMelody]

Username + #: SilentMelody + 707008
Name:
Prompt:

[Dewy Feathers]

Username + #: Dewy Feathers
Name: Alyssa
Prompt: 94 words, might edit a bit later
Alyssa looks up at the sky, and she sees a portal through time. Her abilities let her see the past, present, and future. It’s a gift, and she uses it well. Looking at the sky, she uses her gift to help others. Telling her neighbors when the next big storm is, or helping someone remember where they put a treasured item. Some might call it a curse, but Alyssa knows that it’s only a curse to those who never use it well. Nothing depends on the power you have, but how you use it.
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[ToastCottagecat]

Username + #: midnightFOXO
Name: Zira
Prompt: WIP

[porygon-z]

Username + #: carterwoods + 670598
Name: maya
Prompt:

when she looks at the sky, it's like a mirror. she sees herself in it. so simple yet complex, so close yet so far away. no one knows the secrets of the sky like she does. the clouds whisper to her on sunny days when no one is around. they tell her that she is safe and that she is loved. she is the sky and the sky is her.

[Griff]

Username + #: Griff 254592
Name: Selene
Prompt:

She looks up, her breath held. This fight above has been growing more violent. How long does this world have left? Streaks of crimson and gold shoot across like fireworks, reflecting the immortal power behind them. Impossible to know which side was winning, as the power made the ground around her shake and the very stars in the sky blink out forever one by one. Most everyone else has run for cover, had tried to escape. Not her. She felt that something of this magnitude need an observer, someone who would see this to its end. Why not her? Nobody else was around to do it.

The once soft blue scars were marred with scars, the clouds dark and impossible to see through. It had started to rain, although the rain was not water. It started to stain her coat, but still she kept her gaze to the skies and watched. The immortals collided once, twice, three times. She could not make out their forms, could only see the hues they produced off of their coats. Four times... and then a pause as she found everything stopped. She realized they were looking back at her. She gave a simple nod. She had made her choice, fight on. And so they did, and Celeste watched as more stars started to fall or blink out of existence. It was not okay, it was not fine. But she had no regrets.

Maybe in her next life. she could remember and tell the story of this world. Maybe she would get lucky and be spared. Or maybe the fight would end and the gods would leave something behind to rebuild.