[Vinson]

Adopted

Username: cincil.
Name: thief in the night | marauder
Gender: male
Height: 20 in
Weight: 43 lbs
Color: Cervus Masked Black and Silver Blanket Minimal Merle Minimal White
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Eclipse

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What does this one do in the shadows?
Interpret this prompt however you like - they do have an air of mystery about them, don't they? Choose one of the limits below - you may also include short quotes or lyric sets that don't count towards the word limit.
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Extended by request to Nov. 5th

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[nio]

Username: nio
Name: Samhain
Name Meaning: a Gaelic festival marking the end of the harvest season and beginning of winter or "darker-half" of the year
Gender: female
Prompt:
wip

[Dr. Paine]

Mark

[-chirp-]

username;; -chirp-
name;; nyx
gender;; female
prompt;;

500/500
water roared in the distance, deafening and untamable. the night was at it's peak with a full moon in sight, it shown bright and big. the sky was clean of clouds, but among it was millions and billions of scattered stars. the figure below was shrouded in darkness, blue eyes glaring at its prey. a hunt had begun that cold dark night.

the leaves crinkled under the creatures paws, it's thin stature helping reduce most other noises. when the figure moved, fallowing it's prey, it was quick and efficient. it never seemed to stay in the same spot for long. it was like a horror movie, the shadowy figure's long legs stretching far in front of it, the darkness making it more and more exaggerated. sometimes the figure would dash ahead of it's prey, other times it would lag behind and cross onto the other side. the prey itself, a crude dog guilty of multiple crimes, didn't seem to notice the shadow lurking around.

an owl screamed far into the distance, momentarily distracting the dog. the dark figure took this to it's advantage, dashing forward and onto it's prey. blacker than the darkest corners of the forest, this shadowy creature revealed themselves to be a dog of some sorts. it's prey below screamed in fear, lashing out in hopes of knocking their attacker off. the shadow dog made quick work, aiming it's paws onto the back of the dogs neck. the take down was quick, the prey passed out onto the ground, still alive and breathing.

the striking blue eyes of this shadow glared down at the guilty dog, anger and hatred clouded within. it's teeth slightly bared and it's eyes narrowed. it was quick to incapacitate the dog, so when they woke up they would not be able to move. a few minutes went by before the mass on the ground stirred awake. they gasped in pain and once taking in their surroundings, they locked eyes with the burning gaze of the shadow. they tired to scramble backwards, but were unable to move. "please!" they cried, "please, i beg of thee to let me go!"

the shadow did not speak at first, but then a raspy, dark voice pulled it's way out. "now, why would i do that? you have committed many crimes, ruined many lives. you have taken daughters from their mothers and sons from their fathers. i am simply helping them gain peace." the voice was pitched in a feminine way, making it no less deadly.

"i know i have committed wrong, but doesn't everyone deserve a second chance?" the dog spoke, eyes clouded in fear and pain. "i understand what you must do, but please, tell me your name dear shadow."

the shadow scuffed, "you do not deserve my name, no scum like you does. you shall pass on, not knowing who avenged those suffering beneath your paws." a quick movement ended the conversation and the shadow walked on. they had finished what they came for.


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[werepickle]

Username: werepickle
Name: Collector Of Souls / Styx
Name Meaning: Styx is one of the nine rivers in the underworld which was used to ferry the souls of the undead
Gender: Male
Prompt:
Styx is as mysterious as one could imagine. He always sticks to the shadows, only emerging if a soul needs to be collected. His task has always been the same one he's always known, escorting the souls to the boat to headed for the underworld. No-one has ever seen Styx as he prowls the eerie forests waiting to be beckoned to collect souls. As sinister as he looks, he isn’t scary. Styx is a kind and powerful spirit, offering peace and relief to the souls whilst on their journey to the underworld. He always senses where there is a restless soul in need of guidance and passage when the ring on his forehead glows. Styx was thought to be a myth but became a legend in his years of service and has been called the Grimm Reaper’s most faithful and loyal companion.

[.nubs.]

Username: .nubs.
Name:
Name Meaning: (optional)
Gender: Female
Prompt: Wip!

[insidious.wizard]

Username: Marz-Barz
Name: G&S Bright Spot “Parhelion”
Name Meaning: a parhelion, sometimes called a sun dog, is a bright spot in the sky appearing on either side of the sun, formed by refraction of sunlight through ice crystals high in the earth's atmosphere.
Gender: male
Prompt:
The night was quiet, unlike the summer time where cicadas and all many of things moved about. Now the only sound was the soft padding of the dogs paws. He had been down this path so many times he barely had to think about where he was going. The little trinket in his mouth jingled and jangled as he trotted jauntily down the wooded path. He knew he’d found something good for Her tonight, he’d be rewarded well. He slowed as the small building came into view, She didn’t like to be startled by noise. He did as he’d grown so accustomed too and gently scratched the door once, twice then three times. Then he sat and waited. She didn’t keep him waiting very long, the door opened slowly with a creak and a hand as dark as night extended expectantly. He gently placed the small shiny object in Her hand. The hand retracted and he heard Her shake the object a few times to hear its gently jingles. Then he was presented with his gift. A large, creamy white bone. He gingerly took his prize from Her hands with a gentle lick to Her fingers as thanks. Then he was back the way he came. Home came into view and he scratched the door twice before his owner opened the way for him. The man chuckled gently. “Where’d you get that, Parhelion?” The dog doesn’t answer, just chews his bone in joyful silence.

[Gasparluna844]

Username: Gasparluna844
Name: Pandora
Name Meaning: Based on the myth of Pandora's box
Gender: Female
Prompt:

(No, I very much am not at all well versed in poetry, this format was simply used just for fun)

The Blue-Eyed Siren

[804 words]

Come in, come in dear children
Please make yourselves at home and make sure to listen right
Sit down, settle down, keep your attention on me
Your old pal is gonna tell you a story that filled him with fright

Well, maybe not fright... It's up to you to decide
Should you fear this creature if you ever find it?
I don't know what to say, for I have only seen it once
Make your judgement based on its actions

Do you remember the rumors you were told?
Bedtime stories full of wonder, worlds filled with the craziest things
There is one that stands out above all else, as I'm sure you know
The blue-eyed siren is its name

Strange isn't it? Why is it strange you ask?
For starters, it... Is not actually a siren
It walks on land like you and me
I may have just ruined its centuries of fame

Hear me out, don't get disappointed
It lives on the surface yes, no need to fret
Its reputation still holds up as a singer
I have heard two of its tunes on the night of my encounter

Now, you may think that it was probably chilly and dark out
No... It wasn't the case, not yet
Perhaps it will be on a future tale
For this one, it was quite warm, the moon was shining

And I hummed, alone but not lonely
As I treaded fowards, down the dirt path
A far away noise was picked up by my ears
Naturally curious, born a fool, I followed

Closer and closer it became
Straining hard to figure it out
Pieces of the puzzle began to make sense
It was a melody, one new and inviting

Running towards it, almost tripping
Reaching a sudden stop, faced against a boulder
Not just a boulder, a large, intimidating one with a spiky edge
What was I to discover in that ledge?

From the very top came the voice
Sweet, somewhat chilling, a tad melancholic with a pint of wrath
Growing louder the longer I stood there
I must have angered it somehow, oops, already made a mistake

Suddently, the silence enveloped me
Whoever it was had finished
Looking up I was being stared at by two eyes
I froze on the spot, they were so gorgeous and blue

Then I knew, it was no human
A paw stepped out from the shadows
Gripping the canine's rocky throne tightly
As a rumble rose from its chest, teeth peeking out in distaste

Clearly I was not welcome in its presence
So I did the next best thing I thought of
I tried pleading and begging, hoping it would not hurt me
"Encore please, I beg, you sound utterly beautiful"

It recoiled, eyebrows flying up as it took a step back
Huh, so even cryptids can get shocked
A prolonged moment of stillness between us both
Tension high, waiting with bated breath for its reaction

Out came a resigned sigh
Worry filled me until I saw it sit down
Or... I assume it sat
I could not see what it did as it hid in the darkness but understood it had changed positions

Maintaining eye contact, it slowly opened its mouth
Time stilled, I watched it in pure fascination
Never did I think I'd ever be witness to what I now knew, was the siren herself
No way I would bear to call her "it" anymore

She truly was enchanting, definitely capable of luring sailors to their demise
I was not akin to the seven seas however so... What was I to her?
Probably just a foolish man, stupid enough to stick around where danger lived
No matter, I would stay here with her until the piece ended

It was over, much too soon even if five minutes had passed, with no hesitation I clapped uproariously
Glancing at her with a wide, awestruck smile
She simply regarded me with a nod
Retreating back into her residence, the pitch black

I wondered what she looked like in the light
From what I could tell, her muzzle and paws blended perfectly with her home
It was all I saw beside her eyes, and it left me with more questions than answers
There was one thing I was certain of though

All she desired was someone to listen to her
I'm not here to solve why some people went missing in her area
Nor am I here to accuse her of anything
But I will be back someday, if only to spend time with this angel

Turning back to where I was initially heading
Warm but at the same time... Oddly cold words were spoken to me
My heart sped up at the unexpected and curt sentence

"Thank you, I'll be awaiting your return, as I have with all the others ".

[cujo.]

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[Baobabel]

Username: TNgirl45
Name: Total Eclipse of the Heart II Eclipse
Name Meaning: -
Gender: Female
Prompt: Eclipse has always had an affinity for the night. Running in starlit meadows makes her feel alive! A sense of peace washes over her when she can escape to the quiet of shadowed forests with filtered moonbeams. She spends her nights wandering through the landscape.
Recently, her curiosity has been aroused by other creatures who share her love of the night. Lately she's taken to studying a different critter every night. Keeping to the shadows, she watches and learns their patterns. She stays as silent as Owl as she studies the smooth hunter. She finds the best hiding spots when creeping behind Mouse. Opossum gracefully navigates through the trees. Coyote has the best songs. If she gets hungry, all she has to do is find Raccoon. She learned to blend in from Moth. She picked up patience and perseverance from Puma.
Every night she goes out to learn a new lesson and renew her soul.