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Hello hello! Welcome to my contest to give out these beautiful children that Life has had with a mystery stranger! Kin 1, 2, 4, 5, 6 are all up for new homes with the persons who impress me with their writing skillz.

You must write for two (2) prompts. If you want to write more, feel more then free, but you have to write for at least two of them. Be detailed, be descriptive! Put your chosen kin's personality into your responses!

Each person can only write for two (2) kimeti, and yes, that means you have to write 2 prompts per kimeti. You can recycle them if you like, use the same prompts and/or answers for each one. You can post both enteries in the same post if you want or make seperate posts. You may also update or change posts at any time before the contest ends!





The buck I chose, number 3, his name is Lifeblood. You do not have to choose a name with "Life" in it, so don't feel the need or pressure to do so!

If you happen to want to go with the naming pattern that I and others have used in the past (Light of Life, New Life, My Life, Hard Life etc) I ask you not use the following names:






Life has brought you, her new brood, to meet your siblings from her past clucthes. Family is very important to her and she wants all of her kids to know, more or less, about all of their brothers and sisters. How you live your own life after this is entirely up to you, but it's deeply important to your mother that this meet and greet happen.

Write your responses in the guise of whatever kin you are going for. If you are writing for Buck 1, then write as you think Buck 1 would react to the prompt you choose for him!

Light is Life - A ball of energy, she rushes up to meet you and begins to rapidly gush about how happy she is to meet you and barrages you with questions. "What's your name? What's your dad like? What do you like doing? Are you going to stay with mom or strike out on your own? Do you like my songbird? Oh! Do you think you will get a songbird too?" Answer some of her rapid fire questions!

New Life - The only buck of this gathering warily eyes you. He silently stands behind his sisters, watching as you and they interact and chat. You want to talk to this slightly brooding, silent guardian of the sisters you're meeting. How do you approach him? What do you talk about? Do you put him at ease or make him even more cautious of you?

Sunlight Garden - This gentle girl smiles at you and greets you pleasently. You're startled a bit when she noses your shoulder scale or sniffs at your hair, and you come to realize that she's blind! Describe yourself to her so that she can hear your voice and picture what you look like.

Rhythm Of Life - The blue and brown doe bows her head in greeting to you, but never drops her eyes from yours. You can feel her taking in your every detail and judging you before you have even said a word. Put your best hoof foward, introduce yourself, tell her about yourself. First impressions are important.

Lifeblood - All these new siblings have you feeling strange. You catch Lifeblood to the side and confide in him about this sudden, new family. How are you feeling about them? Are there any particular ones who concern or interest you?

Entry

All you have to do to enter is fill out the little form below and plop it into your post along with your prompt responses! This contest is open to everyone regardless of number of kin owned. This contest will run from June 19th to July 3rd! That's two weeks so it gives you plenty of time to think and write!




Example

Name: Astraea Pandora
Chosen Kin: Buck 1
Proposed Name: Fuzzy McFlufferson
Prompts Chosen: Light is Life, Rhythm of Life

Light is Life:

Girl. you scare me. What are you on? Please stop talking you're making my head hurt.

Rhythm of Life:

What? What're you looking at b***h? Coppin some kinda 'tude with me..


Good luck everyone! I can't wait to see these new personalities response to their new family! emotion_yatta

: Done~ :

Name: Blinded By Silence
Chosen Kin: Buck Six
Proposed Name: You Only Live Once [ Rebel ]
Prompts Chosen:

[ New Life ]

Rebel made his way through the throng of relatives, strutting, drinking in the gazes he stole, smirking all the while. At first he had thought that this family meeting would be such a drag, but now all he saw was the attention he was getting. Not to mention that some of his sisters were pretty fine to look at. And besides, it never hurt to look, especially when these siblings of his may have some really sweet looking friends.

So, You Only Live Once was making the best of things in his own way. Prowling through the clusters of does, checking out some tail, when a voice grabbed his short attention span.

"What do you think you're doing?" the voice demands, sounding reserved but harsh.

Rebel quickly turns tail to face the voice and finds himself almost nose-to-nose with a large buck with large, twisting horns. The golden-haired buck tossed his mane and laughed, his signature smirk plastered on his lips.

"Me? Just checking out the scenery, bro, that's all." Rebel winked up at the bigger buck, "Have you seen the blue and brown one? That flank!" The rosewood colored buck laughed and laughed at that one.

The big-horned buck scowled, not finding it very funny at all.

"That's your sister you're talking about. My sister," New Life stomped a hoof threateningly, "Have you no shame?"

Rebel rolled his eyes at that, of course he didn't. What was the point? After all, life is too short for rules.

"I've got no shame in my game, man," The smaller buck grinned before slinking around his brother, "Relax, bro. Life is too short for worries like that."

And with that, the golden haired buck pranced off to the next gaggle of females, making sure to brush New Life's frowning little face with his tail, leaving him in a trail of laughter.

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

[ Light is Life ]

A few tail lengths away, and out of sight of the bigger brother, You Only Live Once was back on the prowl and there was a yummy little yellow thing in his sights. As he approached, he noticed the uneasy, must-get-out-of-here looks in the faces of the kin she had just been talking to as they left. Neither he, nor the bright sunshine yellow doe took any notice however. So, sliding his way into the space in front of her, Rebel threw her a wicked smirk.

"Hey there, honey, what's your name?" He asked with sultry eyes, "I'm Yo-"

"Hiya!" squeaked the bubbly doe as she turned her bright eyes to him, "What's your name, huh? You sure look interesting! Who was your dad? Do you know? Hm?"

Rebel froze, blinking back at the loud, overly excited hyper-doe with a look of distaste, confusion, and hesitation.

"Er... Hi," He tried agian, though at this point he wasn't sure why he bothered, this chick was crazy annoying, "My name is You Only Live-"

"You Only Live? Psh! That's not true! You die too, silly!" She bouncy, wide-eyed doe laughed, "What are your hobbies? What'cha like to do, you know? Oh! Are you going to stick around or what? Hm?"

Rebel's eye twitched slightly. What the heck was wrong with this doe? Ugh, he hated the talkative ones. Almost as bad as those does who wanted him to stay and cuddle afterwards. UGH.

"Okay, look. I have to get goi-" He tried, he really did.

"Hey! Do you like my bird? Isn't it pretty? Don't you want one? You should get one too!" The bright doe went on and on...

"Do I like your bird?" You Only Live Once repeated slowly, not caring that the doe was still speaking. That was it, the straw that broke the camels back, or whatever. He was DONE.

"No, you insane freak! Birds are loud and obnoxious, kind of like you!" Rebel growled, stepping forward, his nose barely an inch from her horror filled eyes, "I don't give a flying feather about who ever my father was! No, I'm definitely NOT sticking around! Ugh! Shut up, already!" The ticked off buck snorted before stomping off, "This family is such a pain! Geeze."

And with a flick of his tail, Rebel stormed out of the family greeting, leaving behind a very shocked little doe with her jaw on the floor. And for a moment, silence echoed through out the clearing.

Name: c h e e r f u l CYNIC
Chosen Kin: Buck Two
Proposed Name: Quick Judgement (Shallow)
Prompts Chosen: Sunlight Garden, New Life

Sunlight Garden
Shallow looked around at the gathering of kin with his glowing eyes, carefully inspecting each and every one. You would have to be blind to miss the familial resemblance between them, the reoccurrence of the butterfly motif, the colors, and most of all, the long, twisting mane. But he, the odd one out, looked next to nothing like any of them. This caused a frown to pull at his jaws, and he looked away with a sigh. Sure, he shared the stencil-like patterns on his pelt and the leaf-like shoulder scale with his mother, but he had none of the beautiful, swirling wings on his pelt, the bold markings of their clan. As a result of this, Shallow was nothing if not a bit resentful and insecure.

Hearing a soft voice from the left, the brilliantly-colored buck turned his head to see a gentle-looking doe, incandescent eyes scrutinizing her appearance. He took in her markings, the soft grassy green and sunny yellow, and immediately felt some sort of kinship with her. She, too, had been left without the insect wings, and this caused his mouth to quirk gently. Maybe he could be comfortable around her after all?

This thought process was interrupted when he felt a soft touch, almost as if it was merely the wind, brushing against his shoulder. Luminescent eyes lock on her face as it draws nearer, smooth nose burying in his short, very un-familial hair for a few moments before she pulled away. Brows knitting together slightly, Shallow watches her face curiously; what did she think she was doing? Her eyes draw him in, glowing softly much like his own, and initially he is filled only with relief. Maybe this girl wasn’t so bad after all. But then he notices the unfocused way she looks out at the world, the soft twitches of her milky orbs as she searches for something to lock her gaze onto. "Is...is she blind?" His own voice echoes in his head, and he knows that she is as soon as she speaks again: “Will you tell me what my new brother looks like?” Her tone is hushed, but lighthearted and curious, and puts him at ease. He smiles gently, wondering if she knows what colors look like. How long has she been blind? Perhaps it would be best to simply be creative?

“Nn, hello,” he begins, his own voice quiet. It was almost as if this was some private correspondence, letters written by candlelight to a long-lost sibling you know nothing of. It feels strangely intimate, but Shallow was at ease. He clears his throat, not liking the meek tone he had started with. “Well, to start, my hair is not long and soft like the rest of our kin. It is short and crisp, like river grass,” he murmurs, dipping his head to brush the strands against her chin, so that she can participate. Normally, Shallow would never dream of getting this close to someone he’d just met, but this…this was different. He had been about to describe his eyes, how they glow, but could not think of a way to translate “glow” to something tactile. So, he skipped that small detail. “However, my tail is long and twisting.” He drags the tuft of hair across her leg, for emphasis. “I’m sure you felt this already,” he chuckles softly, “but my shoulder scale is shaped like a leaf, like one from a rose.” He doesn’t bother letting her feel it, and moves on.

“My pelt matches yours in color, with a soft green like the old man’s beard that grows from the trees in the swamp,” he explains, raising his tail to tickle the tip of her nose with the very end like the hanging moss often did, “and a bright yellow like sunlight on your pelt when you lay in the fields.” He pauses, trying to think of what else to say. Should he mention more of his coloring, the red that stained his hair and the small sprinkles of leaves on his pelt? Why not?

Shallow bent to pull a mouthful of grass from the ground, flicking his head to toss it over her. He chuckles softly when she looks around (or at least acted like she was) and smiles, and then spoke again. “I have markings like leaves, blowing in the wind. They are a bright red, like the sweet berries you find in the underbrush, tangled together. It’s like someone squeezed them all over my hair, too.” He laughs at the image he brought to his own mind, and then looks at the girl again. Looking around, he leans in close and whispers to her in a lighthearted tone. “Don’t tell the others, but I think you might be my favorite sister already.” Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.

New Life
Shallow had always been a very visually-oriented buck. As he stood off to the side, sort of hesitant to dive into that pool of butterfly kin, his bright eyes caught sight of a lone buck, silent and brooding in the background as well. What initially drew his gaze was the shocking contrast of his pelt; such a deep chocolate paired with a foamy green much like that of his own pelt. His gaze drifted to the curved horns, like that of a Totoma, and Shallow wondered if he had a split heritage. But that didn’t really matter. What did was the sharp curve of a pair of butterfly wings on the buck’s hip, and Shallow felt his mood shift to jealousy. Not only did he have the family markings, he had those horns, and that brooding “cool-guy” demeanor. But he supposed it was justified. Being the only buck in a cluster of does had to drive him to be a bit protective.

Feeling insecure, Shallow turned his gaze away, back toward the does chattering away. They didn’t annoy him per se, but he couldn’t help looking at all the similarities between them. He let out a huff, and shifted his weight on his hooves. But nonetheless, his gaze was drawn back to the other silent buck, and he resolved to make his way over. Peeking at the naturally-colored buck as he discreetly moved closer and closer, Shallow got a closer look at his markings. Small specks of gold caught the light and shined, and Shallow’s lips tugged down slightly. Of course.

After a while of just awkwardly standing there, the bright buck turned his head and glanced at the group, but was obviously speaking to New Life. “They sure get excited, don’t they? How do you deal with that?” He asked, glowing eyes shifting to the other male. He expected some sort of answer, some sort of acknowledgement, but the buck simply glanced at him, grunted softly, and then looked back at the does. Shallow blinked, huffing through his nose, and his mane bristled slightly. "Fine then," he thought, and trudged away in silence. Well, that was one sibling he wasn’t going to be close to. It probably wouldn’t have worked anyway; New Life was very handsome, and Shallow’s level of comfort was inversely proportional to someone’s attractiveness.

Name: Chrystali
Chosen Kin: Buck One
Proposed Name: End of Life (Grim)
Prompts Chosen:


New Life

The women were pleasant. Grim allowed himself to be surrounded and fawned over, pelted with questions and otherwise learned of in the way that only his sisters could. He answered all the inquiries with methodical politeness, his slow manner of speaking and gesture allowing him all the time in the world to be judged and observed. Taking comfort in the seeming acceptance of the majority of his kin, there was one or two that seemed a little less forthcoming, and it was to his thickly horned brother that his attention lingered. Grim found that his elder kin was rather beautiful in his own right, but there was a distance between them that was unmistakable; had he seen him in a dream, he wondered? It wasn't likely, but the idea offered him some idle amusement, returning the other's caution with tranquility. Light offered up the male's name, allowing understanding to flicker through his blackened gaze. New Life, meet End of Life. It was no wonder the other was so distant.

With a gentle apology, Grim excused himself from the fairer siblings, making his way slowly to one of the nearby trees. Making no indication of his intent, he circled the expansive growth, not quite lethargic in his movements but utterly unhurried. Nose to the ground, he peered at the foliage of the vicinity as he made his lazy circles, finally coming to a stop when he found what he was seeking. Carefully taking the stem of a leaf between his teeth, he lifted his head to throw back his mane before approaching Bud with the same calm gait as before -- really, he had one speed, and it was 'calm.'

Keeping his head bowed in a rather submissive gesture, he gently deposited his treasure at the front of Bud's hooves: a leaf as green as the other's pelt, slightly withered at the edges where decay had settled in. Quietly making his way to his brother's side - but not close, and certainly not within reaching distance - he folded his front legs to lower his body to the ground, tucking his dark limbs against his slender torso. With his peace offering handed over, he simply curved his tail into the space between them, and settled his gaze off towards their siblings. He offered no words, serene in their mutual silence, his butterflies fluttering to Bud in the greeting he would not make audible. And for him, that was comfortable enough.




Sunlight Garden

Oh.

She was blind.

He could almost feel it before he saw it; the handicap was apparent to him in her movements and the gentle gestures that put her so unusually close to him. There was no small amount of amusement in his features that his sisters were so apt to closing the distance that he often wore like a mantle, but he wasn't bothered by it. If anything, Grim welcomed the rare show of affection and returned it whole-heartedly; they were all the same, from all walks of Life as it were, and he felt rather at home amongst them. Lowering his nose, he gently whuffled into the other's hair as she spoke, taking in her bright scent and sweet disposition with interest. She was lovely, in every sense of the word; her blindness only lended to her remarkable presence, and to that, he was content to dwell though he shouldn't have.

"I am End of Life," he greeted her in his slow, methodical manner of speech, his voice a low hum that was almost soft enough to be lost in a stiff breeze, "but they call me Grim." Unfettered by the daunting task of describing himself, he brushed his tail against her legs and painted a picture as best he could muster. "I am the before-dark; the unsettling inbetween of light's safety and the secrets that the dark keeps, though that nightfall dots my shoulder and back as a reminder of its coming." Each word was carefully chosen, weighed and mulled over before spoken, giving his voice a quality that was close to singing - a hymn, or perhaps, a dirge. "To ward off that promise, fire streaks across one leg and along my body, setting a choking end to the leaf upon my shoulder. I hope you are unfamiliar with the sensation of flame, sweet Sunlight; I can say that it is the color of pain at its core, feathered in anxious discontent. Some may say it is the color of the sun, of warmth, but the sun is never so fearsome or undesired."

He keeps his body close to hers, not to be oppressive, but to assure her that the image he colors is not proof of his character. "My tail is swallowed by the same anxious heat though the tuft is as long as my mane, soft as foxtail. Both are colored with the stain of fire-hazed sky melting into residue of embers: diluted golden sun, bleeding into the last farewell in the sanctuary of daylight." Another flick of his tail, and he finished his story. "These eyes are opposite of yours, fair sister: where yours hold light and warmth, mine are absent of both." Grim smiled as one of his butterflies lingered against her nose, a constract to his tale of decay. "Our family is a testament to everything beautiful and new, but..." he bowed his head, eyes closing, "everything dies, sister."

Name: Lural
Chosen Kin: buck 2
Proposed Name: Gust
Prompts Chosen: Light is life, Sunlight Garden, Rhythm Of Life, New Life, Lifeblood

Light is life:

He hadn't been too sure about this when his mother insisted on meeting the rest of the family, but... it was probably a good idea. He did want to know his siblings. What were they like? Would they like him? As they approached the small herd of does, and a single buck, Gust was quite surprised to find one rushed to meet them. Before he had a chance to open his mouth, she began to ask a long list of questions. He tried keeping up. "My name's -" Wait she was still talking. "I'm not sure, I haven't-" He stopped trying and let her run her questions before he tried speaking again. But she wasn't stopping, so Gust leaned forward and touched his nose to hers to try and silence her. It seemed to work for a moment. "I'm Gust." He tried to remember everything she had asked. "I think your song bird is very cute. But I don't know if I could ever befriend one. I wouldn't know where to look for one, or how to gain its trust." As he spoke, an idea formed in his mind.

"Maybe, I could play with you and your bird? I'd very much like to get to know you, both of you. Maybe you can help me learn more about songbirds, and some day, if I ever befriend one, we can all play together." He had to admit that the bird was very lovely, and it would be fun to have one. He had a long way to go though, if he ever wanted to be confidant enough to care for one.

Sunlight Garden:

After he'd had a chance to meet Light is Life, Gust was able to approach the others. He wasn't sure how to start introducing himself. Meeting everyone all at once was VERY intimidating. However, he felt a soft nose against his shoulder, and the wisp of breath in his mane. He looked at the green doe with long black hair and smiled...

But she didn't smile back. She smelled him, touched her nose against him... Oh... OH! She couldn't see could she? He gently nuzzled her back in greeting. "It's a pleasure to meet you." Gust took a deep breath. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm your most handsome brother. In fact, I might possibly be the best looking buck in the swamp and beyond. But that's not hard to believe, not with a body the color of autumn grasses, highlighted by falling leaf yellow." He nuzzled her again. "In fact, my colors are not to different from your own." Lowering his voice, Gust whispered playfully "That must mean you're my best looking sister, right? Just don't tell the others, ok? It will be our secret." He held still for a while longer, letting her get a feel for him.

Rhythm Of Life:

While he allowed his blind sister to inspect him in her own way, he saw his other sister stare at him, bowing her head in greeting. Oh dear! Did he hear what he just said to Sunlight Garden? He returned the gesture in kind, lowering his eyes to her for a moment, before looking back at her, looking into her pale blue eyes, praying she hadn't heard him. "Good morrow, elder sister, I'm Gust." Her staring was... slightly unnerving. But he did his best not to shy away from her. He tried to think of what he should say to her. "...How can I be useful to the family?" Well that was stupid. But he went with it. "I feel I want to collect berries and food for us, if I can. But I have no idea if I'd be any good at it. ...And even less sure that any would make it back, or if I would just eat them all." Oh what was he doing? She made him so nervous staring at him! He opened his mouth, and a faint squeak escaped him. "Ah- I'm going.... to go introduce myself to our brother now... Please excuse me!" Gust bowed his head to her and sidestepped, trying to edge away from her quickly.

New Life:

As the girls turned focus to their other siblings to meet, Gust stepped beside the boy the color of mint leaves with a slightly relieved sigh. "I had no idea meeting you all would be so nerve wracking!" He gave a nervous laugh. "By now you're probably tired of hearing me give my name over and over... But I don't know what else to say." He looked to his brother, who simply stared at him, watched him. "...Do you watch over our sisters all the time?" He wondered. Though New Life's lack of response was not doing much to put him at ease and make this any easier. The way the other buck looked at him made him feel... unwelcome. As though this buck didn't wish to have much to do with him. Perhaps Gust had offended him in some way? Perhaps they were both stressed out from this meeting. So many new faces all at once, and he... This boy was looking out for his sisters, right? "...Perhaps we should meet... some other time... and speak. I'd be appreciative if we could." He started backing away, backing up towards his familiar siblings.

Lifeblood:

As he stepped back into the cluster of his familiar siblings, Gust found himself standing beside Lifeblood. Gently nudging him away from the others, inching out of sight, Gust began to speak in hushed tones. "I never thought I'd be so nervous to meet my own family. I mean, it was... Well, those two doe were so friendly and sweet, I was starting to feel relaxed. But did you see the way Rhythm Of Life stared at us? It was like she decided not to like us before even meeting us." His tone was slightly distressed. He wanted to like his siblings, wanted to be liked by them. "Oh mother, I'm afraid I might have said something stupid to her, something that offended our brother." He wanted to hide his face against the crimson-wing patterned boy. "I wish mother had brought us to meet one at a time. I think that may have been easier... Though, Light is Life seemed more than happy to meet us all. She is a darling, isn't she?" He looked over his shoulder at them all. "She likes songbirds, did you know? I think... I think I want to find one, and I think I want to treat Sunlight Garden to some singing. Do you think she'd like that? If I could sing to her with my bird?" Provided he ever got the nerve enough to find one. "I really... I do want them all to like me. I want to be part of their lives. All of them. ... Even if Rhythm and New Life do unnerve me..." He laughed sheepishly.

Name: Vesperiie
Chosen Kin: Buck 2
Proposed Name: Lifeline
Prompts Chosen:
Light is Life -
“Big sister!” He exclaims as she approaches, matching her mirth with his own while his mind is whirring away, taking in everything about her - the gushing flow of her words, the light in her eyes, the seemingly boundless energy. All this he evaluates as he laughs, forming an idea of her character as her questions continue to tumble out, one after another. Only when she finally runs out of breath does he begin his answers, smiling jovially back at her.

“My name is Lifeline,” he replies, his voice smooth and indulgent, “I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting my father, a pity I know, and I like what everyone should: having a good time of course! I’m sure you’re an expert at that- now what was that about a songbird?” He is charming, as he always is for first impressions, but he thinks he'll remain that way with this one - he has her pegged as a sweetheart.

New Life -
The only boy in the gathered crowd immediately draws his attention, standing there in the corner, all brooding and protective and oh so painfully obvious. He resists the urge to roll his eyes, instead sauntering up to his brother, a jaunty smile playing on his lips, cocking his head appraisingly.

“Why so serious brother? We’re all family here,” he chuckles, tail waving with apparent joviality, but his next comment, while still merry, is barbed. “Nobody’s going to do anything dastardly,” not here with you watching at least. His glowing eyes flash with the implication, and his own disapproval. This brother may have been his elder, but Lifeline knew a lot more about how to find a threat than he ever did. His voice drops to a murmur, audible only between them. “If you really want to protect our family, don’t stand in a corner sizing us all up letting anyone who has something to hide know they should hide it and hide it well. Drop the threatening act, mingle and jest and get to know everyone – that’s how you’ll find out who they really are,” and if they mean you any harm. It's a skill he's already learned and mastered.

And with that, he catches the eye of another one of his sisters, flashes a charming grin, and leaves his brother be, another threat evaluated and his difference in opinion expressed.

Rhythm Of Life -
His green eyes meet blue, realizing that her's glow gold as well, and he smiles when he sees her survey him as he would her. Was her intuition as good as he believed his own was? Well, he would just have to see, wouldn't he?

"Well met, sister, my name is Lifeline," he says with a grin, sweeping his head down and bending a foreleg in an extravagant bow that's half-respectful and half humorous. He laughs when his head lifts, "As you can see, I'm a jokester at heart but- dare I say- quite charming?" He quirks a brow at this, turning any perceived arrogance to humor, but also wondering if she'll realize there's usually an agenda behind his charms. "I'm all about enjoying life, living to its very fullest, and don't really give a damn what others think," its what I think of others that concerns me. "I'm an independent sort of buck, and I take care of myself," but those I care for first and foremost. "If I were you, I wouldn't count on me for anything important," lest you take advantage of me.

"Now," and here his eyes narrow with playful interest, "Am I missing anything?"

Sunlight Garden -
It is only the blind doe that makes his eyes soften, his jaunty carefree smile turning genuinely warm. He lets her nose at his leaf-shaped shoulder scale, turning back to tuck a strand of her hair back behind one ear with his muzzle, murmuring only for her to hear: “I know it might not seem like it, but I come through when it counts.” The words are not a statement, nor a jest, they are a promise, for as light-hearted and self-centered as he might occasionally be, he is exceedingly reliable for the things that matter most - a true lifeline. He touches his cheek to hers, the fringe of his forehead brushing her brow, and his tail sweeps around to brush lightly over her ankles - the motions and the words telling her all she really needs to know.

Name: Lolli McHotpants
Chosen Kin: Buck 2.
Proposed Name: Life of Quiet (Hush)
Prompts Chosen: Light is Life // Sunlight Garden





[[Okay, I lied. There was no way I could sit this out- Especially after I got bitten with an idea.]]

Name: SilverShieldwolf
Chosen Kin: Doe 5
Proposed Name: Double Life (Spy)
Prompts Chosen:

Light is Life:
Being asked so many questions, so fast, cause her to step back and take in her surroundings again. "Double Life, and yours?" Taking her cue from the other doe, Spy returned the questions. "Do you stick with mom? I will probably venture out on my own, returning now and then. Very pretty songbird, but don't you want something else to go with it?"

New Life:
Getting a breather from Light is Life, she made her way to the buck. He seemed a bit on edge, but still she walked up to him with a genuine smile. "Hi, I'm Double Life. Seems like you have a lot to watch over." She nibbles on her hair in a nervous way. With nothing more to say, she waited for him to show if he would watch over her too, not that she needed it.

Lifeblood:
Once done hanging around New Life, Spy found Lifeblood. Feeling comfortable around him, she leaned against him. "So much going on. How are we to survive all of this?" Lifeblood was the only one she could be herself around, everyone else made her feel like she had to show a different face.