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Fauns and roses!

 
Username: Hallucinogenishawhatever
Soquili Name:
Calathia (f): beautiful flower
Ansila (m): divine
Personality: Compassionate/ Knowledgeable
Number of soquili owned: 0
Prompt: B

100 word Challenge style (because I interrupted my daily 100 word challenges for this and to keep it short and sweet for you XD
Role-played as male)

His hooves gripped the smooth vine as he squeezed through the tunnel into his cave. Mother waiting at the entrance to the cave; he smiled at her, entering the darkness.

There was a flash, something different.

Ansila found himself lost. Glancing back, he saw a black, hooded skull and froze in panic — but it only nodded and gently flicked its hand. His secret place no longer his own.

He hesitated briefly. Death smiled, disappearing into the air, quickly, laughing. Ansila woke to find himself nestled in a thicket. Worried of the dream, warm in his sanctuary, Mother was calling….

Fauns and roses!

Username: ~Kiana_Nala~
Soquili Name:

Female: Airianne (very holy one)
Male: Côme (order, universe)

Personality: Airianne is wise and likes to think things through. Sometimes her over thinking causes her to miss out on things, but she doesn't mind. However, she loves to seek out adventure and likes to follow her parents around. Airianne often gets herself into trouble because she is not afraid of being hurt or being looked at as weird.

Côme is very shy and does not like to wander to far off from his family. He's always worried about what other people think of him and hardly ever explores. Côme will slip away once in a while to a secluded river that he found one day with his mother. That is however the only time he is away from his family. He also likes to tell stories that he makes up in his head. Côme is VERY imaginative and highly intelligent.

Number of soquili owned: 0.5 (Taja)
Prompt: B

"Airianne come here!" A voice called out from behind a big pile of pushes. "I have something to show you!" The voice called out again. This time Airianne stood up from the spot she had been laying down on and walked over to the bushes. She hadn't moved in hours so when she stood up her legs felt stiff and numb. Airianne stepped into the bushes and saw her siblings pulling branches over a circular den like spot. "What are you two doing?" She asked in a kind and curious voice. "We are making a den. We wanted you to come see it." Replied one of her siblings. Airianne walked closer to the makeshift den and inspected it. She knew it would fall if they bumped it in the slightest bit, but she also knew that they wouldn't listen to her. They liked to try things even when they knew they wouldn't work out. It was a good quality to have but she preferred to think things out before doing them. She was very different from her parents in that way, but someone needed to be that one that thought of the consequences of their actions. And she just happened to be that one. Airianne smiled and looked at her siblings. They squealed happily at her reaction and bounded off to find more supplies for the den. As they left Airianne turned to the right of the den and began walking. She needed to find a den that would keep the rain out, safe, and could hold three growing foals. As she walked she thought of a tree she had seen a few days before with her mother when they were exploring. She had been fascinated by it because it had a huge hole cut out of it and it looked more like the things that the two-leggers lived in. But it was clearly a tree. Airianne smiled and skipped towards the tree that was only just a few short jumps ahead of her. When she finally reached the tree she inspected it further, making sure it would not collapse because of their games. It met her needs as well as her siblings.

Airianne whined for her siblings that couldn't be more then a couple feet away. They never strayed to far from their parents when it was almost dark. After a few minutes of waiting she noticed her siblings running towards her. She realized that her siblings had thought she was in trouble and were coming to her rescue. She smiled and nodded her head towards the tree. "I found this great den that we could use. It'll keep the rain out and it is HUGE." She said with a large grin. The tree was probably a old willow tree or something even larger then that. She waited as her siblings inspected the tree and her heart exploded in her chest when they came out of the tree jumping and skipping. This tree would be their new den, it would be the one place they could escape to that no one else would know of. Before long it was dark and it was time to head back to their home that their parents had found. But in the morning when they awoke they would sneek off for the entire day to the tree where they would make long lasting memories.

Fauns and roses!

Username: Cypran
Soquili Name: Ruusu- It means Rose in Finnish
Personality: Gentle. Ruu is kind and companionable, and filled with a chattery mind that he'll likely grow out of. He doesn't like adventuring quite as much as his mother would like, but when he does he tends to come back with stories a plenty. While he doesn't quite lie, he tends to stretch the truth a bit and even though he doesn't mean any harm, he's had to get out of a few jams because of it. He's usually very sprightly and cheerful, but not very resolved.
Number of soquili owned: One, my mare Cecilia who was gifted to my by a friend.
Prompt: Prompt A

The woods this time of day were magical and absolutely enormous, especially to the eye of the young foal, trailing in his mother's wake through the trees. Completely enthralled, Ruusu was forgetting himself and his attitude, like many young colts, to pretend they were 'grown-ups'. The earthy foal followed his mother's walk at a trot, happy just to watch his mother's tail wend its way along the earth and with seemingly infinite patience to count the trees as they brushed past mother and son. The daylight felt almost soft filtered through the trees the way it was and Ruusu's cloven hooves were pushing soundlessly into the soft earth. Despite his enthrallment with the wilderness, it wasn't long into the walk that the restless foal began to grow bored and his eyes searching the trees with more interest, keen to find things of such nature in the tall branches and stuffy shrubbery. Their travel set them on an pathless route and before long the undergrowth and decaying leaves of the forest floor had the youth staggering after his mother, who looked back on occasion, eyes cheerful with parental amusement at her foal's contest with the roots and leaves. One particularly malicious root snagged his leg just so and sent the foal tumbling into the bushes. Shoshanna's glided along a bit further before turning back, calling to her foal that she could spy just beyond the trees.

Ruusu's tail drooped, mildly upset at the upstart stem, and looked around as he gathered himself and stood. He heard his mother's voice in the distant, but it didn't seem urgent, and Ruusu's attention was turned by a large hole in the dirt just a bit further off. He wandered towards it, moving out of his mother's sight so she called once more, the foal ignoring her in favor of investigating. As he approached the knoll, he nosed the earth curiously, scenting some unusually, musky tinge on the earth. It wasn't a fox's sent, his mother had warned him about that, but it was woodsy like it. Ruusu eyed the hole suspiciously and took a few steps closer, nerly on the verge, and stared down into the pit. All in a flurry, an angry, snarling form rushed out from the burrow, startling the foal beyond wit and sending him whinnying to his mother's side, managing to trip on several roots in his rush. When he stopped, calming from panic, his mother looked at him, laughter in her eyes but not ought rightly making fun and she asked him, not without a tinge of excitement.
"You met the badger?" And Ruusu nodded, looking back fretfully.
"It was this snarling, huge blighter! All black and white and angry." He nearly shouted, looking worriedly at his mother. She nodded sagely and chuckled, turning to continue along their walk. It wasn't long before Ruu was back to his usual self, buzzing excitedly to tell his siblings about the huge rodent he'd fended off valiantly.

So to be less confusing Io will talk and think in brown and Shosanna in blue

Fauns and roses!

Username: vballlvr5
Soquili Name:
Female:
Ayana (ay-ana) or Calanthe meaning beautiful flower
or Calantha meaning lovely blossom
Male:
Io (like one of Jupiter's moons)

Personality:(for purposes of the prompt I will assume the foal is male though it will be the same either way)
Io is optimistic, for him the glass is always half full. He sees life through rose colored glasses reflecting on past experiences as more pleasant than they really were. He is helpful and caring. He never wishes to hurt anyone and deeply regrets it if he does. He is extremely friendly and enthusiastic; an extravert. He is trustworthy and trusts others as well. He always tries to live up to good expectations. His father had greatness thrust upon him but though Io is not a white stag like his father he gives advice and is gifted at making good decisions. Though not known to be clairvoyant he can somehow sense certain future events.

Number of soquili owned: 1
Prompt:
Prompt A
Io was excited he got to spend the whole day with his mother, by himself. This was a rarity as he was almost always was with one of his siblings. He and his mother were exploring the nearby forest. Being not as adventurous as his mother he was a little bit nervous of going to places he hadn't been before but the day was a good one. It was sunny out and the forest was nearly as dark as he thought it would be. Shosanna had spotted a patch of clover and decided to have a quick snack before carrying on. Io was too excited to eat so he tromped around, but being careful to keep his mother in his sight. Io looked around the forest floor and noticed a small object glinting in the light. From what he could tell the mysterious object was small and white object. He walked over to it, and to his surprise he noted that it was a sharp, ivory, pointed tooth. How odd, he thought. He nudged the foreign object timidly. It flipped over to reveal nothing exciting, it was a regular old tooth, or so he thought. Io decided to pick the tooth up anyway, maybe it would impress his siblings, a little well deserved attention. He gingerly picked it up in his mouth, gross he thought, but he continued to grip it between his teeth. Io was about to return to his grazing mother when he noticed something else on the ground,it was deep red. Oooo a Rose, he thought. Maybe Mama will want to put it in her mane like the rest. Io approached the red on the ground but jumped back at once as he realized what it really was, blood, deep dark red blood. Io looked around and noticed limp marks on the ground. He nervously followed the marks to a spot a few feet away and from this vantage point he saw a big huge winged soquili, an animal that would strike fear into to most hearts. At first he thought it had just killed an animal, thus the blood and Io was so shocked that the tooth slipped from his mouth onto the ground. The Kalona heard the light thump on the ground of its falling tooth, and when it turned towards Io, Io realized that the Kalona wasn't causing another animal to bleed, it was the one bleeding. Io's eyes bulged and he sprinted back to his mother "Mama! Mama! There's a big scary soquili over there and its hurt!" Io yelled, "Can we help it?" Io asked. At first Shosanna just went along with Io as a game, not thinking that it was actually a large soquili. When the pair reached the spot where its tooth lay Shosanna could see for herself, it was a Kalona. "That's a Kalona sweetie," she said calmly. Wow! a Kalona! wait 'til I tell them [his siblings]io thought. "So can we help it Mama?" "Of course we can" Shosanna was already walking slowly forward. "Aren't they evil?" "No honey, every being is both dark and light."

Fauns and roses!

Username: ktqueen
Soquili Name: Darius if male, Roselle if female
Personality: Darius would be a proud, playful sort of boy. He likes to win, and considering he's got siblings to vie with, he likes to be the center of attention. He'll beat himself up mentally for failing tasks, and takes criticism from his parents harder than he should. However, despite his faults of pride and self doubt, Darius has a big heart. He will always stand up for his siblings if there are bullies or other picking on them, no matter how bad the odds, and he tends to be polite around older soq. He loves his parents and his siblings, anyone who hurts them, makes them cry, or anything of the like will be hunted down and at the very least, yelled at. When he gets older, that protectiveness will encompass anyone he considers a) family, b) a friend, or c) the underdog. Sometimes, this gets him in more trouble than he can handle, but this never stops his words or actions.
Number of soquili owned: .5!
Prompt: Darius loved his family dearly, but if there was one thing he needed it was space. A space of his own! A place where neither siblings, nor father, nor mother would ever find. Earlier in the day Darius and his siblings had spoken about secret hiding places. He knew what he needed; a cave. Thus, the young foal snuck away from his family and searched for a place to call his own.

All afternoon he searched. He checked out several caves close to his family, but he found out that one of his siblings was following him. Frowning to himself, Darius ran fast, into a small copse of trees along the borders of the area his family lived in. Seemingly he lost his sibling, and was once again alone. Smiling to himself Darius trotted along, only to pause a moment longer. There was a rock face on one side of the copse, and there, a cave. It was well hidden by the trees, and far enough away that he only heard the distant sounds of his other sibling yelling for him.

He had found his perfect spot. A place to call his own.

Fauns and roses!

Username: Ol-j-man
Soquili Name:
Girl = Gardenia (“joy” and/or “beauty; also a flower that is associated with secret love, purity, and beauty)

Boy = Camellia (Genus name for tea plants – used to marry the theme of flowers/plants and Oracle’s namesake, as sometimes the reading of tea leaves was done by psychics to predict futures)

Personality: Dreamy (Female) // Contemplative (Male)
Gardenia is just a liiiiittle too airheaded to be left alone for too long. She has this thing of believing flowers have not only restorative powers, but act as the ultimate ward against evil (that /is/ why Momma wears them, right?). As such she’ll often be seen plucking several flowers at a time and trying to get them to stay in her hair, wanting that protection and feeling vulnerable without it. Gardenia can also be rather naïve because of this reliance on her “natural talismans”, as surely they would never let her fall into harm’s way. The ultimate sign of affection form her is the giving of flowers and, if possible, weaving it in someone’s hair; and yes, she would do this for even kalonas other darker creatures if she managed to befriend them. When older she might stray a little away from her place of birth, but unless something calls her onward she probably won't stray too far from family.

Camellia isn’t so much bothered by the fact that his name is girlish than the fact that his father is uncomfortable with his former role as advice-giver; he really does think that Oracle missed out on an opportunity to make a name for himself, and the foal hopes when he’s older to try and be more of what Dad was to the Cerynei: a figure to be looked up to. A bit on the reserved side, Cam always has a question for every situation, always pondering the what-ifs of life. He’s also interested in finding out if personality traits are really passed on genetically, or if different environments might produce very different Soquili – even the possibility that aromas can influence a Soquili’s mood. You could call him a “budding” scientist. *shot* He also has some organizational nitpicks – pleeeeeease don’t’ touch his things, okay?

Note: traits from either personality can leak or lend itself to the other. I like to make that note just so it’s clear that gender doesn’t always completely denote personality, especially if it’s not seen at first. ;3

Number of soquili owned: .5
Prompt: Prompt B (Playing as Camellia; denoted a sister and brother for the sake of the prompt if you don’t mind)
It had taken a week’s worth of scoping, scampering, and shrieking (the squirrel he had passed by was very territorial) – but he was finished.

Now Camellia wasn’t one to boast, but for once he was rather pleased with the results of his hard work. Pleased enough to divulge that he was happy to take his siblings to it even. None of this “secretive” nonsense – Cam wanted them to know that they could find him in that den if he wasn’t with their parents. Family should always be available, right?

“The whole point of a secret den is for it to be . . . you know. Secret,” one of his siblings pointed out as they walked. Camellia just nodded absentmindedly as he led them on. The den was in sights quickly enough – or rather, in smells.

The interior of the den was padded by all sorts of plants – usually of the garden variety, pleasing to the eye or to the nose, soft as they brushed against petals and leaves; most were still growing, as the foal had only recently planted them. Towards the back, odd bits and ends had been carefully lined up against the walls to avoid cluttering or accidental tripping: colorful threads laid against each other, an rock oddly shaped like a heart, seeds he had yet to identify the original plants of . . . There was also a small circle of newly-planted seeds in a corner, which Camellia explained would produce flowers that would cushion him if he chose to sleep there.

“Wow, Cam, this place looks pretty neat,” one of his siblings chirped as she laid on her stomach upon some of the flowers.

Camellia’s eyes enlargened. “W-Watch it! You can’t crush them when they’re so young.”

“Eep! Sorry . . .”

In the back came their brother’s voice: “What’re these, nuts?”

“Don’t touch those seeds! Please, I haven’t inspected them yet!” And even as he carefully made his way through the flowerless patches of grass to stop his brother from pushing something else out of place (or worse), Cam heard his sister’s coos: a particular flower had caught her attention, and sniffing and prodding it before asking why on earth it smelled so spicy? Did it taste spicy too? She should try it just to see . . .

“Hey! Stop, guys, come on! I won't get anything done if you mess things up!”

The madness of siblings! Maybe it was a bad idea to show them his private den after all.

Fauns and roses!

Username: Satsurashi
Soquili Name: If female: Vardina (Hebrew, Rose Garden) If male: Ayalon (Hebrew for deer)
Personality: Vardina: Vardina is a bit of a tomboy, eager for adventure and not too ladylike to run and tumble with the boys her age. She dreams of exploring far away and exotic places, but her loyalty to her family will keep her firmly rooted to her homelands until she finally matures. In fact, Vardina may never be persuaded to leave until she finds that “special someone” to steal her heart and take her off on the adventures she‘s dreamed of. Like her mother, Vardina looks for inner beauty and the motivations at the heart of every creature, so she’s bound to have some run-ins with evil characters.

Ayalon: Ayalon is his daddy’s boy, eager to follow in his footsteps and be every bit like him. He learns from his mother her patience and tolerance of others, but also tends to be very gullible and trusting. As he grows up, he will become very fond of the ladies, but due to his nature he’ll very well end up whipped by one if he’s not careful. His loyalty is first to his family above all, and his values rarely come into conflict with his father’s.
Number of soquili owned: I co-own 1 (so 0.5)
Prompt: A (As Vardina)
The forest was warm and bright around this time of the year, and everything in it seemed to fascinate Vardina, from the tiny, crawling insects to the clouds drifting up in the sky. She and her mother took walks like this often, and as always her ever-patient mother was asked a thousand questions a minute.

“What makes the grass taste good? Why can’t we eat the rocks too? Why did the wind stop? How long does it take the tress to grow so big?” Vardina could rarely be stopped, and when she was at her most enthusiastic she rarely waited even for an answer, too curious to keep exploring. Shoshana tended to walk a little slower than Vardina, who moved at a perpetual gallop-skitter sort of gait, so a lot of the time her mother was circled quite a lot by the eager foal. Today, however, Vardina fond something that made her stop in her tracks.

“Why is this growing here?” Vardina suddenly piped, glancing at her mother. Shoshana’s daughter rarely stopped fully, and that alone was enough to make the mare pause and wonder what she was so curious about. And then she saw what it was; a red wild rose growing out of a bush along the path they had taken.

“It’s growing in the ground like all other plants, dear,” Shoshana replied, but this apparently wasn’t what Vardina wanted to know.

“No, I mean, why here?” The source of Vardina’s confusion, it seemed, was that she had only ever seen roses like that in her mother’s tail and head, and she had always thought that’s where they came from all along. To see one growing wild was not what she had expected.

“There are different kinds of roses all over the world,” Shoshana told her, and watched her daughter’s eyes widen as she thought of it. “Pink ones, white and yellow, different shapes, different scents…”

“I want to see them all…” The young foal replied finally, gazing at the wild rose with what seemed like awe. Before then, it seemed, she had never thought of the world outside the Kiwani lands, and that it might be different from what she knew. After all, she was still very young.

“Maybe you will, one day,” Shoshana told her daughter, who listened with wide-eyed exuberance.

“I will,” Vardina spoke, sounding firm and yet so naïve, “I want to see everything! And then I will come home and tell you all about it.”

And with that, Vardina took one last long look at the wild rose, before picking it carefully from the bush and bringing it to her mother to place on her tail with the others. They looked so similar, and yet slightly different from hers. Who knew what other kind of things there were, even besides flowers? What kinds of lands to explore and creatures to meet and befriend?

That day, Vardina decided that her destiny was to be the first Soquili to see it all.