Treeka's Kimeti

[treeka215]

heart heart heart

 

[treeka215]

Name: Lilypad in Mud
Nickname: Pad
Gender: Female
Obtained: Gift from SilverShieldwolf (ty ty! heart )
Familiar: Whisper the Foxbun
Chat Color: #80511C

Personality: Resourceful, Quiet, Curious
Pad was born during a drought and had to learn, at an early age, how to be a survivor. She has a keen eye for edibles and is very curious about her surroundings. She is careful not to get too wrapped up in reckless exploration after a few close calls. Even though she was born near a stinking dried up pool, she doesn't wander too far from it if she can.
Usually quite quiet from being so alone, she can talk one's ear off when given the chance. Knowledgeable about her pond and its inhabitants, it's usually her favorite topic. She's more shy around females than males, but warms up quickly. Her favorite food is frog legs.

Naming Dream: Squelching hooves sink into the banks of a pond, or what was left of it. This dry summer had really taken its toll on this area. Dirty brown water plays home to many crowded, dying fish. They fight and wriggle together in the stinking, rotting, oxygen depleted puddle. Memories of clear cool drink teaming with life and beautiful water lilies return briefly as eyes roam over the dying pool. Everything is coated in brown slime. Everything.
A small crud crusted caiman slips from dry water plants towards the jostling trapped fish. At least she will prosper in this hole of death. Even in the gloom and murky filth, there is life. Stepping heavily, pulling dirty feet out of the noisy ground, a final sight stands out from the rest. It lies on the bank, in what used to be deep water, splattered almost completely from the commotion of the scaled prey save for a single fleck of dark green. The opportunistic reptile is not the only thing still alive in the hopeless pond; A single lilypad in mud lives on.

Family:
Parents- ?? x Twilight's Mystery
Siblings- Leap of Faith, Nature's Way, Brittle Leaves
Mates- NA
Offspring- NA  

[treeka215]

Name: Hallowed Sunset
Nickname: Hal
Gender: Male
Obtained: Gift from phoenix kiss
Familiar: Snap the Lynx
Chat Color: #FF8800

Personality: Aloof, Patient, Observant
Hallowed Sunset is a very quiet guy. If you look at him for too long, you could swear that he was transparent! (It's because he is) He likes to take long strolls, gliding around the swamps, looking at everything and soaking it all in. He has an amazingly good memory and tends to hang onto grudges because of it. If he needs something, he will sit and wait, and wait, and wait and WAIT until he is able to get it. It's said that he once waited under a tree for a pear to ripen, just for a bite. He can be a bit shy around the ladies and even more shy around the guys. When he blushes, it looks glowy pink. His favorite season is the fall.

Naming Dream: Sounds of frogs, evening birds, and bugs filled the foggy dusk. Every living thing seemed to be in a stir. A sense of movement and energy was present in every inch of the swamp as creatures woke for the night. It was almost a frantic rush of sounds. Had the marsh gone crazy? What was this sudden madness? The trees suddenly became more visible and the noise quieted. Turning to the source of light, the clouds began to glow. All the life in the swamp hushed as if a stage had just been lit.
The clouds rushed aside, as if drawn theater curtains. Through the fog, the bright orange sun caused the land to glow. Sinking into the trees, it's large eye watched over the swamp, examining the silent animals for the last time before retreating to bed. Slowly the chorus of frogs began, thanking the shrinking orb for the day. More fauna joined until an entire symphony of sound filled the wet ground.
"Good night, glorious sun. Thank you for your light and day. Now it is time for the moon and time for our play. Your colorful exit signals our nighttime antics. Rest well, great sun, and thank you for this beautiful hallowed sunset. Welcome to the night, full moon."

Family:
Parents- Crooked Grin x Gaze of a Spectre
Siblings- Unsettled, Swollen Joints (twin!), Grinning Spectre, Rictus
Mates- NA
Offspring- NA  

[treeka215]

Name: Paint it Red
Nickname: N/A
Gender: Male
Obtained: Gift from anemosagkelos
Chat Color: #FF0800

Personality: Confident, Bold, Helpful
Red knows that he's hot stuff but doesn't get too cocky about it (usually). He prides himself on his appearance and stays clean as he can. He travels the swamp and tends to stay in areas that aren't too tree-thick so that he can be seen. The red markings don't let him camouflage at all, but he doesn't try to hide. His vanity can sometimes rival an Acha but he tries not to get to boastful. His love is for the ladies, and the ladies love him. When with other males, he will brag about his fling with the pretty legendary that has mothered his young. He does have a very bad phobia to lightning and freaks out during thunderstorms. His favorite color, unsurprisingly, is red.

Naming Dream: The feelings of being handled, feeling passed around, stretched, moved, turned over, poked, measured. This was a weird place. Shadowy figures were all around the lanky foal. They were muttering, pointing, nodding and shaking their heads. What was going on? Suddenly wet; submerged in some blue water, unable to breath, lungs full of wet. Yanked out by the tail and set on his feet, he gasps and chokes, spitting up blue. They’re smearing something on him now, but won’t let him turn his head. It goes across his cheeks down his neck. Is that black paint? White paint too! What on earth are they doing to him! All hands let go and the figures stand back. They’re mumbling again. “What should we do with his horns and scales?” “Don’t forget those hooves.” “More black?” “What about white?” “Paint it red.” Silence. Slowly they nod and murmur in agreement. The paint comes out and it is done.

Family:
Parents- NA
Siblings- NA
Mates- Lull in Sunlight
Offspring- At Attention, Hound's Tongue, Spiderwort, & Spiderlily  

[treeka215]

Name: Citrus Bubbles
Nickname: Bubbles
Gender: Female
Obtained: Winter Gift Box '12
Familiar: NA
Chat Color: #E4573B

Personality: Funny, Crazy, Loud
This girl is crazy. That is the first thing anyone figures out about her. The second thing would be how funny she is. She is quite the character. Besides being loud and carefree, she understands that she’s crazy and doesn’t care. She’s embraced it. From the moment she could talk, she started asking questions that no one could answer. It was as if she came from a foreign land and not the desert. She dreams of the sea, even though she’s never seen it. Her heart yearns for the water. Being loud and blunt gets her into trouble and kicked out of cliques. She has a reputation for dancing on the line between fun and dangerous. It takes the right buck to love this crazy girl. She loves sour foods.

Naming Dream: Colors. Pretty pretty colors. Swirling and melting together. Green, yellow, orange, pink. What is happening? They’re not being see, but felt. Feeling colors? Is that right? What pretty colors though! Blues now. Blues and purples. They’re mixing and changing, fading. What’s this now? Balls of colors? These balls have seeds! Orange, green, pink, oh and yellow! Is that food? Can I eat them? Let me try! They look so yumm- OH! Those aren’t balls, they’re bubbles! Tickling bubbles! They smell so good. Too bad they’re not food. They do have a taste, but it’s faint. It’s sour. Yum, they’re so good! Wow! Look at that fat orange one! Oooh it is delicious. Makes my mouth pucker in a funny way. Sour bubbles. No, no they have a name. Trust, trest, Sit, sit rest… Citrus! Yeah! Yummy citrus bubbles! The colors are changing again. They’re getting brighter. They’re mixing into a single shade of yellow. It’s so bright. I want all the colors back! Where are my bubbles? What is this new color? It’s hurting my eyes…

Family:
Parents- NA
Siblings- NA
Mates- NA
Offspring- NA