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Hyz'roo:
A rather soft and gentle bunny, she is quick and light on her feet and often loves to meet and listen to other rabbit's stories. She has a heart of gold and mind just as soft. She does struggle with a missing part of her, this brings on nightmares that once awoken she forgets. You often find her up at night or early in the day.

One thing about her is she is always optimistic there are no times where she feels things cn not get better and this is just the way she is...for now.

Rustlefoot:
Laid-back and observant, Rus is a kind-natured buck that gets along well with most anyone, including his children. It takes a lot to get on his bad side, and time spent as a hlessi has taught him that there is plenty of danger in the world. While he may seem easy-going, he isn't afraid to fight if pushed too far or if he's protecting someone he cares about.

Hrair'Hyz:

Owned by La la Gucci

Being the youngest male and fourth born he is rather confident in himself as a buck. Hrair'Hyz was named for his stronger and bolder personality and spirit. He is not one to turn down a challenge and often will be the first to push his limits. He is very strong headed but has a soft spot for his family.


Notch:

Owned by Kamileunaire

Third born male in the family he seems to be sweet-mannered like his parents, but also has an adventurous streak, always seeming to want to go where he isn't supposed to and wanting to explore the burrow.

Léeth

Regiven to Epi!

Being the first born of the litter léeth is a rather different rabbit. He does not talk much, infact he hardly talks at all. He is quiet and prefers to keep to himself. You'll often find him pushing his littermates or giving them mean looks. However cold hearted he may seem he truly would put his family before himself.

OPEN NOW CLOSES jan.15th (may be extended if needed)

Anyone can enter! You can enter for both!

The only female


This one and only female in the litter was last born. We are looking for creativity and an owner who is gonna be active. We really want this to be a roleplay active family.

For your form just pick one or any of these responses for your entry (you can mix them)

Response one: Your the only female of the litter and also the youngest, how does that make you feel? Do you connect closer to mom or others?
Response two: Not only are you the only female your also the youngest of the litter, do you use this to your advantage or is this your disadvantage?
Response three: You, Hrair'hyz, and your dad all look similar. Sometimes Hrair'hyz bugs you that your supposed to be a boy and Léeth just smiles along. How do you respond to this?


To enter for her you just fill out this form smile

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I want female power!
Name:
Personality:
Entry:

I want the weird one!

Name: Snowy owl
(Please don't nab his name!)

Personality:
Aloof could be said, but really it’s not; he sort of has a way of daydreaming and thinking where it looks like he is actually paying attention to someone so his gazes goes right through them. Okay maybe aloof since one shouldn’t be day dreaming while someone’s trying to talk to you. No matter how unpleasant. He is gentle and loving, able to look past other possible disdain of him. That’s not to say he isn’t hurt by mean or rude things said. However he will turn his back to the name caller; certain then anything that Frith has a reason for his white colors; and one day he will be a brave and important rabbit to the warren.

Entry:
Response one
Snow gazed up at the sky, watching clouds where he should have been watching for Elil; but he trusted the adults around him to do that. He had more important things to do; such as imagining himself large and strong; brave and with stories of his battles to protect the warren. He could almost see it, but he caught movement and twitched as he was stared at. Really, It wasn’t the first time, likely not the last. He set his ears back and stared back. “Go away,” he sighed. “Don’t you have something more important to do, like stuffing your face and making a mess of yourself?” He stared for a bit more than simply turned his back on the other rabbit.

Yes, his fur as white; yes his nose pink and sure he wasn’t fluffy but really was that so important? Frith would not have allowed his fur to be colored so unless there was a plan for it; nor that his fur was sleek while his siblings had tuffs and fluffs of fur where as he did not. Who knows, certainly not them and even himself! He glanced then at his own fur, white as snow with soft grays. He matched winter well. Looking at it, he enjoyed the color; it was different, he was not just another kitten of his litter; he was the white one, the one like snow and a name to match. Pleased with his own certainty of his looks he took a mouth full of grass. Yes, nothing wrong with his fur, and one day he would prove to his litter mates just that.

I want the weird one!
Name: Drift
Personality:

Drift is a gentle and friendly rabbit, doting on those around him - especially those younger than himself, which earned him the mocking nickname of "marli" while he was an outskirter. At first it bothered him, but true to nature, he shrugged it off, just as he tends to shrug off all insults. He's always ready with a laugh or a joke, which is his way of coping with frustration and anger, not that he's had much reason to be outside of general kitten arguments and shenanigans. While he isn't much one for a scrap and would be happy to be a stay at home parli as an adult, he wants to contribute to the warren to the best of his abilities - his best ability will come to him when he sees the snow for the first time. While being the palest of the kittens, despite two others being only a few shades darker, may have earned him mockery, his white and dappled gray fur makes him excellent for blending in with the snow. He'll get it in to his head that he should be a runner - a forager, particularly in winter, when he'd blend in and other rabbits would be beacons to elil. Just because he is gentle and kind doesn't mean he lacks a competitive streak, which will be obvious for all to see when he starts practicing to become a runner for the down.

Entry:

Drift, named for the snow drifts that draped the down in winter time, peered out of the burrow cautiously. It was only recently that his marli and parli would let the kittens explore so far and he was thirsty for change and excitement, like most little bucks his age. It wasn't something that would be tempered by warnings or chiding. This was about the age where little ones could easily be picked off by elil, especially this time of year, and he was no exception to the rule, yet he wanted to be out of the burrow's safety so badly, to dash through the partially melted snow and feel the fresh, nippy breeze in his pale coat. It was fortunate, really, that they had managed to keep all five kittens alive thus far, given the famine that tickled at the paws of the down and the scarcity of food.

"Maaaaaaaa, can I go out there for just a moment? Pleeeeease?" He stretched out his words in a whine most parents would be familiar with, his pale nose wiggling as he took in the scents. He glanced back, tiny ears pert, though they quickly flattened as he shot her the most pathetic look he could possibly muster. At the disapproving look on her face, however, he was sure of her answer. Instead of keeping his eyes on her, he sheepishly let them rove over his siblings - one older and the rest younger. Maybe he could co-conspire with Hrair'Hyz later. Maybe they could both ask and maybe then, just maybe their marli would seriously consider letting them play out in the snow for a short period of time. The youngest of his brothers was just as adventurous as he, perhaps maybe even a bit more so.

Drift was the palest of his siblings, something that brief glance brought to his mind, but he didn't dwell on it for long. There wasn't much reason to. Sure, perhaps he was paler and not nearly as fluffy, but that didn't matter to him. Maybe other kittens mocked his fur sometimes, but that didn't matter, either. They were all rabbits and they were all full of tricks. He just wished he had that extra fluff to stay warmer in the winter, though their combined body heat kept it fairly toasty at the moment. He'd be glad for thinner fur come summer time, though he had no way of knowing that at the moment.

"Hah, it's way too cold right now, anyway." He gave a small laugh, hoping to cause his mother's disapproval to fade. Oh! Surely he could find some little pebbles in the burrow.

"Anyone up for a game of bobstones?"

I want female power!

Name: Chirp

Personality: It might have something to do with growing up the youngest, but Chirp is rather modest, preferring to stay back while her brothers get the attention. It doesn't bother her much, instead she enjoys the slightly less worrisome life that comes with being last in line. She believes there's less expectation, but don't let that fool you into thinking she's lazy. Chirp is more than willing to play or work when called to it, and she seems to be fit for running, able to keep up a fast pace for slightly longer periods than most would assume. Sometimes she even pretends that if she runs fast enough, she'll be able to fly, which is a bit silly, but she understands all too well that playing pretend can't change reality. It's worth it, even if every once in a while she catches flack for being a daydreamer. She's tolerant of the teasing, though, and somewhat difficult to ruffle, but at times she sure does wish her brothers would tone it down a bit so she could concentrate more on one of her favorite pastimes, listening to the birds sing outside the warren.

Entry: When she was old enough that her ears finally started working, she couldn't remember if it had been her name or the song of the birds she'd heard first. A chirp was a chirp either way, but she found she favored the latter of the two. It was quite often so gentle and soothing, the twittering of the tree-dwellers. It was enough to take her to some place beyond the world of dark and dirt and root, far past the noise of her brothers when they'd wrestle or the talk she heard of their promise. Of course, there were always words for her, as well, but in the comfort of her own mind being the youngest meant less expectations, less to prove. Chirp was not foolish enough to think she could live without care, but she valued those extra few minutes of solitude and peace, here and there, whenever she could.

When she couldn't, it was easier to find her plastered to her father's side instead. Because sometimes she would use all that fluff he sported to try and cover her head and drown out the sounds of roughhousing when the birds weren't quite loud enough to sing over it. Now was one of those times. This day she couldn't even dream of getting close enough to the surface to hear a thing but the stillness of the earth cut short by the pounding of many a rabbit's foot. There had been warning of elil nearby early that morning and only the brave, or perhaps the foolish, sought to stick their heads out into the world now. Despite the fear that always was when such warnings went out, it had been some stretch since then, and she found herself dozing without really meaning to.

It was a pleasant half-sleep, at least until a rogue pebble startled her awake as it tapped against her body from somewhere across the burrow. When she had calmed enough to open her eyes—surely it wasn't a monster, because papa would have protected her if it was—the sight was one not unfamiliar. It seemed her brothers had been playing, bobstones maybe, but now it looked like everyone was more occupied with tipping their heads in her direction instead. Chirp's ears swiveled forward, but she meant to ignore it, and started to set her head back down when a chorus of thumping paws woke her right back up again. Alright, her eyes conceded and soon she rose, but she was slow about stretching and meandering over.

"You'll probably win," she warned. It was in her nature to say so, but that didn't mean she wouldn't give it a go, and probably end up pretty decent competition, too. Just so long as she didn't start daydreaming about the birds.

Closed and judging smile

All entries were clear!