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Ajanta the Record-Keeper Crew
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 Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 2:05 pm
 *3 Has two prompts to choose from where as the rest only have one . RULES:
1) You may try for as many as you'd like, but may only win ONE!
2) Keep in mind the MAP for your prompts! You can't have a Kirinoid in a dessert if you've said they're up near Tahu.
3) Don't discourage anyone from going for a pet! This is all for friends and making friends and the like!
4) Entries will close on Thursday the 26th at 10 PM PST(Pacific Standard Time) for judging. Winners will be posted next to their prompts. So you have from Saturday the 14 8AM PST to post your responses.
5) Winners must send trades to Goddess Theia within 24 hours of being announced#1- Male KirinA manned wolf is a predator, but not a cruel one. Sometimes a Kirin must hunt or scavenge for their family, and I have only the most respect for that which brings another day of life. How does one such hunt or scavenge go? Am I successful in my endeavor? Or does something happen that changes my outlook? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++#2- Female Kirin:My colors are inspired by the rain and ocean, by the lake and the river. What are my experiences with such natural things? Weave a story about an event that changed my life here on Theia. Water must be present in some way, so do keep that in mind. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++#3- Japanese Crested Crane Kilen:a.The bird this kilen is colored after is one with many small and large legends behind it, the most prominent being those that speak of a thousand year lifespan, and those that show it being the symbol of only the highest of nobles. With this in mind, does this crane here show any sign of its own regal behavior, or is she one to be but a humble commoner with no special talents whatsoever? ===== b.Create a legend that speaks of a Kilen with a single red spot atop her head. What is so special about her? When was the last time one had been seen? Keep in mind the Creation Lore and the Migration Tale. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++#4- Lilly Male Kilen:My colors are warm as a summer sun, and many have seen me to be such, but what am I really like? Coloration does not depict nature, and my colors show me to be warm and pleasing to be around. But am I really? Do I act different outwardly than I do inwardly? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++#5- Snowy Kilen:Seasons come and go, and with the comes and goes the colors that so note the beauty of each in their own unique way. But for me, the color of ice and snow settle upon my pelt, some devotion to the winter settled in my nature. How do I feel toward the other seasons? Do I find any of them more appealing than winter, or do I detest them for taking away from the season that I most resemble? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Use the code below to respond to your chosen prompt. [color=#836FFF][size=24]I Can Whisper Like the Wind...[/size][/color]
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 3:26 pm
I Can Whisper Like the Wind...
Username: MoochiLove
Prompt #: #1
Kirinoid Name: Seldlon
Personality: Quiet, yet loyal to those he considers his family, independent, but always willing to help another
Prompt Response:
This winter was much harder then any other I had experience. It felt like the cold was trying to gnaw into my very bones, like my fur wasn't even there to shield me. But all this cold only meant one thing. The vegetation we feed on is all but dead and gone until the warmer times finally came back, but that wouldn't be for a long while yet. We are barely getting by eating the bark off trees, the young ones starting to become sick from lack of proper food. Which is why I am out here, far from the others right now, on the hunt. Normally, the thought of hunting another living, breathing being does not sit well with me, but we are in hard times, and we must get through this winter. I am not unaccomstated to the taste of meat, as are some of the others, but....
I think I smell something, blood perhaps? I go to check, taking care not to make too much noise lest I scare whatever it is away. I have seen so few creatures in the forest, those who I have seen have been high in the trees. But I finally find it...a dead rabbit, it looks like it has succumbed to the cold, and some other animal had started eating on it, which explains the blood. It must have run away when it heard me coming. It seems like a fat, old buck, perfect for the others and the young ones. But the smell of blood....I should feel revolted, but my own hunger is calling to me to finally fill my own stomach. And I won't do much good if I am not even able to get back to the others if I collapse from starvation.
I strip off some of the meat from the legs, and it takes all my willpower to not consume all of the rabbit for myself, the others need this just as much as I do. I hear something, something moving about close on the snow close to me! I look over and I see what looks to be a small doe, staring at me with fear in her large, brown eyes. I pause as I slowly lift my head up to look at her. Should I risk it? What if she has babies of her own? Would rabbits really try to breed during such a harsh winter? Which is more important, the survival of my own kind or letting her raise the next generation?
I snort as she quickly runs off, disappearing into the brush before I can even move a leg to maybe go after her. This fat buck will have to do...we must survive until the spring...thank you little rabbit, for even though your life was taken, you are giving my own family a chance to keep going
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:26 pm
I Can Whisper Like the Wind...
Username: Dragonhunter66
Prompt #: 2
Kirinoid Name: Calypso
Personality: Gentle
Prompt Response:
I remember it was like yesterday,I was off doing my own thing away from my herd and family.I had not an idea as to where I was going,but something was calling to me and wouldnt leave me be, so I had to go and search it out.
It took me a few hours of following this nagging feeling that called out to me and it brought me to the beach,there that feeling of being drawn some where had disappeared and what replaced it was the long sandy beach with the beautiful wide ocean in front of me. I walked a few steps towards the water, but stopped at the edge as to not get my hooves wet and stared out at the ocean,thoughts racing through my mind about what could be out there and what could be lurking underneath the water.I had so many thoughts going threw my head that I had not known that I manged to walk right into the water, it wasn't until I felt the wet coolness from that of the salt water hitting my leg that I realized I had walked several feet from the shore.
I stared off into the distance for awhile longer,my mind at ease and no longer full of running thoughts, I pulled my attention away from the ocean and began to walk back to my herd. It wasn't long after I left the water that that nagging feeling of having to be some where came back and those thoughts on why it wouldn't leave me be plagued my mind once more. I found the path that would lead me back to home, the path had a ton of brush and tree's in the way, occasionally there were a few rocks that I could easily step over. The more I followed the path the more I noticed there were more rocks, not the jagged and pointy rocks,but the smooth flat rocks one could find near a river. I stopped and listen to see if I could hear anything, at first I hear nothing, but the chirps and buzzing from the insects and birds. Then the sound of rushing water reached my ears and my legs began to move closer to this sound. I was curious as to what it was,could it be a river or could it be the ocean again and had I managed to walk in a cirlce, the thought raced through my mind, but I continued on walking through the brush closer and closer to this sound of running water.
I pushed the last bit of brush away to see a river with a lush beautiful riverbank and the many rocks I had seen not to long ago.The water was clear and you could see the fish and the rocks and plants lining the bottom of this river and watch the many critters that lived in the water go about there ways. Again that feeling of having to be some where was gone and I soon realized that I was meant to be near water,it was calming and help to ease my mind,I felt more at peace by the waters edge than I did back home. I did manage to go back home, but soon after I left to make my home near the water
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 7:58 am
I Can Whisper Like the Wind...
Username: Cornetified
Prompt #: 5
Kirinoid Name: Eirlys
Personality: Independent, stubborn, and often chilly toward others though overprotective if they get close.
Prompt Response:
It was unseasonably warm in Tahu. Eirlys found it interesting, but was eager to have her usual winter wonderland back. Her sister, Eirlanna, however, delighted in the run-off and pools of melted snow, in the merely cool temperature, and in the flourishing grass. Eirlys wanted to move further north, but she wasn’t about to leave her silly sister behind. They lived on the border of Tahu and Teana, where it was snowy but fresh food could always be reached if they didn’t mind the walk.
“I don’t like this.” Eirlys grumbled, trying hard to fight the smile that threatened to give her away. She had just accidently splashed through a puddle, and it had been.. fun. "We only ever come down during the heavy winters anyway, and it's never like this."
Eirlanna giggled loudly as her sister stumbled through the puddle and shook her head, jumping into the same puddle. “Come on, Lys. Enjoy it while it’s here!” The female clucked her tongue and hurried ahead to jump at the next puddle.
“I’ve had plenty of this weather, and am more than ready for it to go back south.” Eirlys felt uncomfortable with all the green grass poking through the now thin layer of snow. She felt like she stood out too much. She always had been the more practical of the two. “Come on, Lanna. All this water is making my fur too heavy.” Born on the wintery Tahu border, the girls had to grow coats that were a little thicker than usual as protection from the often bitter cold. Tromping through the snow was one thing; stepping into a puddle of water.. Yuck. “Lanna! Pleeeease!”
The younger sibling giggled again and jumped out of her current puddle, giving her fur a shake and scurrying after her older sister. “Oh, Lys. You have to find the fun in life!”
“It’d be more fun to beat your butt.” Eirlys grumbled, stalking away from the field of water. She looked down at her pale legs and groaned. All muddy. “See, you brat?” She snorted, holding up a brown leg for emphasis. “If we were in the snow, this wouldn’t be a pro-” Eirlys froze, and her ears perked to alert. She saw Eirlanna had noticed as well and had done the same. What was that noise..? The girls ducked down low to the ground, and Eirlys had to stifle a groan. They were lying in mud. They would stand out completely to whatever had made that noise. She murmured softly and started to scoot along the ground, with Eirlanna following closely. The snow was so close, and yet so far...
It happened so quickly. She had gotten to a patch of snow, saved by the shade of a tree, when she heard the thumping of determined paws. “Run!” She jumped up and bolted, legs slipping once in a while in more patches of mud, blood pounding through her ears as her heart raced in fear. It wasn’t until she’d run quite a bit that she’d realized that the only hoof-beats she could hear were her own. Eirlys skidded to a halt, turning to look for her sister. “Eirlanna!” She hollered in horror, staring at the empty space where her sister should have been. She was so tempted to go back to look. Maybe.. Just maybe.. That practical side of her somehow kicked in though. Eirlanna... Sweet, innocent Lanna.. was gone. She hadn’t had a chance.
Eirlys screamed into the air in anger and fear and despair. She cursed the weather, believing that it had brought whatever beast had taken her dear sister. She cursed the beast, cursed the grass, cursed the puddles and the mud and herself. Then, swearing to never be caught in any season other than her precious winter, she turned and ran for the comfort and protection of Tahu. While she couldn’t go too far north, she stayed as far up as she would be able to survive. She and her sister had been born to the cold. They were meant to stay there.
It was her winter, and she belonged to it, and she would never leave it again.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 6:43 pm
I Can Whisper Like the Wind...
Username: Kesmi
Prompt #: 3a
Kirinoid Name: Keiko
Personality: Defiant to those that try to remind her of her blood line, she would much rather be at peace with everyone instead of looking down upon them from a higher 'perch'. Kind to all around her, Keiko can be rather over trusting and sometimes trust the wrong sort. In these cases she crumbles down to be nothing but a cry baby to get away from a fight or sticky situation unscaved.
Prompt Response:
Keiko, knowing her family's blood line, graceful figures of those around her home land. Her parents had been saught more then a few times for their insight and wisedom on many topics. Her mother being of mid-wife status and helped many with birthing and tried to teach her daughter the same thing. Where her father had a head for war and battle plans, those seeking ways to protect their own homelands and domains came to him for aide. But Keiko and her brother were left alone to their won devices a lot of the time, or he would join their father. Keiko mainly wandered amongst those of her parent's herd, taking comfort in their closeness, but shied away from some that came asking of her parents.
"Am I doomed to follow my parent's examples?" Keiko shouted one day as a young stag came asking of her father. "Sorry, its just annoying. Everyone comes looking for my mother for aide in birthing. Others come to Father for aide in protection. Where does that leave me?"
That day the stag never answered her, but crept away and headed another direction wondering if the young mare had been out of her mind. Keiko scowled somewhat and wandered away, she hated being seen as you mother's little 'copy'. She wanted her own path, her own way of life away from her parents. It was that evening that she announced to her parents that she was leaving. To their dismay she wouldn't be swayed to stay. Her father refused to let his daughter out of sight and her mother thought it might have been a good idea.
Many years it had been now and Keiko had wandered looking for her own little nitch in life. Has she found it away from home? Away from all that had been safe and comfortable? Not really, but she was loving the relief it had been all this time with no burdens on her shoulders. wandering as she pleased and talking to anyone who was willing to converse with the small mare. Yes, she was happy being just an average mare, no responsibilities, no one running to her with their own problems. She had often wondered if no one back home could solve their own problems without anyone else's help.
Shaking her head, Keiko shrugged off her past to continue traveling, there was much to see and a life time to see it.
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