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A Kind Man in a Hard Country

Ethan is innocence made flesh. Small, underfed, dressed in almost nothing, he moves through America with a smile that should’ve burned out long ago. A bottomless, almost childlike generosity kept him forever outside the thin safety net a lifetime of hard work is supposed to buy. Years back, some relatives signed the papers to put him under adult guardianship, then stepped out of the picture. Left him standing at the edge of a long, sun-beaten road he never stopped walking. The court-appointed guardian — the kind of guy who can sniff easy cash across county lines — didn’t waste time. Cold, methodical, he cleaned Ethan out like a repo crew clearing a trailer at 3 a.m. His accounts, “managed.” The little place he bought after decades of saving spare change — the sort of tiny victories that matter when you don’t have much else — gone in an instant. The kind of loss nobody writes up in the local paper because it happens every damn day. Ethan never learned to fight back. That muscle just

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Gulth+Bron Pt4 - Brons Response

First Previous For Gulth Previous For Bron Pienar inclines his head to towards Thulag. “Well, my friend, what gift would you suggest?” Begalund, chuckles. “A cask of wine and some nibbles.” The two stare at him. The Captain shrugs. “Just because I don’t like goblins doesn’t mean I don’t pay attention.” Thulag muses. “I would have to be a small cask. Perhaps a bottle, something a goblin on a ponygirl could carry without it slowing them down.” “Ginger and cinnamon.” Says Pienar, “It’s light, and our fat little friend would eat a ginger and cinnamon turd.” Thulag’s eyebrows rise. “You too?” “Am I wrong about the spices?” “No,” the goblin concedes, “Wine and spices would be respectful.” “Excellent.” “Now, what will this Gulth expect.” “Hmm, we’re a cautious people and will expect the same of you. Our night vision is better, so they’ll likely think you’ll send any reply well after daylight when our night-vision advantage is safely gone.” Belagund tilts his head.

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The Gnoll War Band

[DEVIATION] The Spotted Bull-Bone Pack. Chieftain Ha-Grubash: Ha-Grubash was big, even for a gnoll (standing 7’7” and weighing 330 lb). Despite his size, it wasn’t his height that frightened people, but his conjoined twin's maggot filled head popping from his back. It is said that before he became chieftain, Ha-Grubash supposedly visited the Seeping Woods/Death Dells via the Crokek’toeck. There, he slew a powerful flind rival, became a flind, claimed his flail, and gained a harem of three chief wives. With his harem’s packs and his pet hyena’s clan, Ha-Grubash declared himself a Flind Pack Lord, establishing his war band in the Anauroch desert. He named the pack after his revered trinket, favoured by Yeenoghu: the Spotted Bull-Bone Flail. This barbed weapon is made of minotaur bones and covered in painted spots. Blessed with the magics of Yeenoghu that all flind flails have, it bleeds an ichor that causes paralysis. Eweu-Ha: The Chieftain’s pet hyena and matriarch of the hyena

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Sunflower Competition :: Miles : Runar

The fields of sunflowers stretched out as far as Runar’s eye could see, the cobalt colored dire wagging his tail slowly as he took it all in. A sea of bright yellows and deep goldens that made up the faces of each flower, lightly dancing in the breeze that picked up. It had the chill of winter within it, though for now the clutches of snow were held at bay, giving way to Fall sun and warm evenings. Around the duo of Felvargs, golden leaves fell from the trees in a constant wave, resting upon their backs and skittering away in the wind, getting caught against fences that lined the fields of sunflowers. “Hm… well… where do we even begin…” Miles mused, the green pelted dire wolf gazing out at the mass of flowers, already feeling the pollen tickle his nose. Runar narrowed his eyes, letting his gaze fall over the fields to take it all in. “My assumption is at the edges… would be criminal to start in the center” Runra smirked, earning a snicker from Miles, the matcha colored male

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Brothers :: Kintsugi : Mizuiro : Suki

Kintsugi shook his large mane as they finally reached the top of the mountain pass, at least shrouded by trees to keep them somewhat cool. Summer was brutal for those that were thicker maned, though he was fine with taking slow journeys… though his brother Mizuiro had been the one to try and speed things along, and Kintsugi was far from impressed. “I don’t see why we had to race here like our lives depended on it…” Kintsugi grunted, Mizuiro offering his brother a light smile. “If it’s the head, dear brother, you could always shave,” came the cocky reply, Kintsugi rolling his eyes in return. The only thing that eased Kintsugi’s annoyance, was hearing Suki’s light giggle afterward, his hardened speech softening a little. “I don’t think he’d look as mighty with no fur…” Suki reasoned, though Mizuiro snickered. “That’s why you should be with someone that doesn’t die each time it gets hot…” The blue spotted stag smirked, raising his brows lightly, though Kintsugi snorted. “I’m hot

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Boys :: Parakeet : Corvus : Finch

As the summer months started to draw in, the days beginning to stretch the hours, the weather turning humid, the Cardinal herd once more found themselves on the move. It was the time of plenty, so where they went didn’t seem to hold much of an issue, though Corvus always seemed to have some kind of plan. He kept the herd moving through a plethora of lush green fields, stopping every once in a while to seize the chance at food, though once again moved them on. Finch and Parakeet knew better than to ask too many questions, that was only reserved for the Captain, at which Braylen stood by Corvus’s side as they walked. Parakeet could see the environment change, something odd about the way slated rocks started to pierce up from the ground, pebbles turning to rocks, to boulders, to huge gray walls of stone. The mountain before them seemed to appear from the fog as though it were an unloaded video graphic, suddenly standing tall and proud before them. Gamlefyr was the intended destination

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IoS: Forest Stroll

Sleeping snuggly between the underbrush, Megrez was powered out by the play he had in the fields with his father, though it was rather one sided as the fawn made a chase out of the stroll, declaring his father the wolf that tried to catch him even though Callisto knew nothing about what was going on inside the little one’s head. Now, the two rested, the Earl keeping a watchful eye over the young fawn while humming a melody to keep Megrez asleep. A rather raspy hum, one that quivered ever so slightly as the Earl caught himself with the wrong rhythm. It had been too long for him to remember certain melodies and they only slowly resurfaced back to his memories. Bristling through the needles of the pine trees, the gentle wind reached Megrez and twirled around his nose, waking the fawn who found himself leaning against his father. The forest was giving them enough shelter to not be caught by the glimpses of strangers, then again, the wind certainly found always its way to tease the

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IoS: Driftwood from Afar

The night broke in over the north; the land stood there in silence as heavy steps traversed through the snow. Two ursines marched alongside each other, their path leading to the withered shoreline that reached far into the distance, too far to even see its end. Uri let out a deep breath, his eyes lingering on the ground as his paws stung already from the nightly cold until the two were out of the snow and onto the rockier surface that was the shore. “Frost.” He breathed, his eyes unwavering from the ground before him. “Do you think it is a good idea to gather goods in such a time? It is dark and the moon does not give us enough light.” His concern was not pulled from fear, it was real as the night in the north was not the easiest to survive or travel in. Nodding, Frost simply agreed and yet, her determination to scavenge for goods that could be used for carvings was greater than her own sense to go back home for the night. She had dragged the male along simply for company too, not

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IoS: Antler Troubles

Something nagged at the cervines of the Isle as their antlers dropped during winter. The looming drop was jarring to some, even turning their personalities around for a moment. Satakieli never had such troubles for himself, yet, as he strolled through the residence with Megrez on his back, he feared the worst would happen… The Lord shed one of his own, marking it difficult for the knight to keep his posture. Callisto was never kind when these times arrived and the emotional turmoil of the hormone drop grasped the maddening conflict within the Earl and turned him into something eerie, scary even. Gulping, Satakieli wished to turn back instead of facing his Lord, however, Megrez squealed on his back, wanting to go to his Papa and meet him. With a sharp inhale, the knight obliged the young fawn and trotted slowly towards the Earl’s chamber, looking inside to find the darkness grasping the room. “What do you want?” A rough and jarring voice spoke through the shadows, the eyes glaring

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Foliage bio (Team)

Name: Foliage Species: Leafeon Weight 1,153 pounds Height: 14 feet tall (on two legs) Hair: N/A Eyes: blue with white sclera Backstory: --was once a regular Eevee, except for the blue eyes, who lived in a dense forest --taught himself to walk on two legs --after witnessing a friend getting eaten by another Pokémon, he quit eating anything that isn't a plant Moves: --Bullet Seed --Body Slam --Sunny Day --Solar Beam Likes: eating, being fat, gardening Dislikes: Other info: --cannot lose weight --can never be immobile --only eats plants and can't get enough of them --the only desserts he'll eat are carrot cake...

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Solar bio (Team)

Name: Solar Species: Leafeon Weight 2,500 pounds Height: 17 feet tall (on two legs) Hair: N/A Eyes: blue with white sclera Backstory: --was once a regular Eevee, except for the blue eyes, who lived in a dense forest --taught himself to walk on two legs --he loved human food Moves: --Bullet Seed --Body Slam --Sunny Day --Solar Beam Likes: eating, being fat, gardening Dislikes: Other info: --cannot lose weight --can never be immobile --the only desserts he'll eat are carrot cake and chocolate-covered strawberries

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Solomon bio (Team)

Name: Solomon Species: Leafeon Weight 6000 pounds Height: 17 feet tall (on two legs) Hair: N/A Eyes: blue with white sclera Backstory: --was once a regular Eevee, except for the blue eyes, who lived in a dense forest --taught himself to walk on two legs Moves: --Bullet Seed --Body Slam --Sunny Day --Solar Beam Likes: eating, being fat Dislikes: Other info: --cannot lose weight --can never be immobile

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(4) Charmingly Normal - (Ilima TF/MC)

I had nothing to do this day. Nothing. The shelves were clean. The items were sitting on the shelves, buzzing with the excitement that they may be sold. I just had to yawn, my fangs briefly slipping out under my lips before being hidden again. Standing behind the counter was too much effort. It was overcast outside the store and little light was being let in through the large glass window. It was the perfect weather to sit inside, drink green tea and try and find something to do. But that brought me back to my first problem, there was nothing to do.I brought my mug of green tea to my lips and blew gently to cool it off. “What a slow day......

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(6) Laying Back - (Kukui TF/MC)

I never thought this city could ever get so...hot. My eyes rolled as I fanned myself, cursing that I had forgot to check if the air conditioning was working until I tried it (and found out that it had a fault) The store was somehow emptier today. I mean, I get a few customers every now and then. The heat just made time seem to pass slowly. “What I wouldn't give for some shaved ice...” I mumbled, staying seated behind my counter. The heat was oppressive and even as the door to the store opened, the outside was just as bad as the inside.I gazed at the customer...before scowling. He was young, maybe 17 years old of just below average height f...

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(10) - Seeking New Sights (Male Sightseer TF/MC)

Sometimes I do wonder what happens to them customers who would enter my store. Mostly wonder, part curiosity...though never any guilt. They chose the items, they should have had an idea that a store selling whatever they wanted that appears near them when they most need to find it should have garnered more suspicion that they let on. Though sometimes I think...maybe there is something about the store-front that makes them comfortable? It can't possibly be the still illegible sign (of which I still had little clue as to what to put on it)...maybe it just looks inviting? I would think these thoughts while I maintained the shelves. Its not li...

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Rose

Rose, Rose, high above the sea I climb the windswept path to see Will your rosebud open in graceful bloom Am I to find my true love soon On bare rock high a wild rose grew In times gone by Lovers knew If her rose bud blooms Their love is true By the rose on high cliff tops Lovers meet to swear their oaths To spend the night in tight embrace Until the morning they must face Aboard the tall ship he must leave Sailing out to endless seas Rose, Rose, so high above the sea Let my love return to me Wind howls The rose bush sways Sea rages But the rose bud stays There is hope still Rose, Rose, so high above the sea on bare stone I sit with babe on my knee Shine a light to the endless sea Let my love return to me Wind howls The rose bush sways Sea rages But the rose bud stays There is hope still Rose, Rose, so high above the sea Hold my hand for the path is steep Baby and I are the first to see Your rose bud bloom in red so deep Sailing in from the endless sea The small boat

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Have courage

"Have courage," I whispered. I could tell that he couldn't hear me. Then, I'm a crow. Not that many humans understand me. Or my language, at least. Most of them know when I'm hungry or want to play. Neither food nor joy mattered to him. He was in mourning. Being this grief stricken meant that he had lost his mate. Maybe even his hatchlings. If I had had arms, I would have rested them around his shoulders. Instead, I hopped closer to him and cawed. He barely noticed. I flew away and picked up the shiniest pebble I could find. Young humans love shiny pebbles. He was undoubtedly too old to love shiny pebbles, but it was the best I could come up with. I landed a few wings away from him and hopped up and down. The kindling of a smile formed on his face and I placed the pebble next to his feet. The smile made it halfway to his eyes. Then, it faded. So, he was within reach, but it would take more than a pebble. Noted. Duly noted. I flew up a few hundred strokes. The tracks were silent, so no

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The Escape Plan

A long queue of people slowly makes their way past us. "My condolences." My husband looks kindly at each mourner with soft blue eyes. "Thank you." His warm voice echoes in my head. This is the man I loved. What happened? "Your father was such a kind man." "Thank you." I say automatically, suddenly aware where I am. I sway slightly. My husband puts his arm around me and turns to Gerrard, my father's old butler. "Take her home. It is too much for her. You know what the doctor said." Gerrard bows. "Certainly, Sir!" I lean heavily on Gerrard as he leads me to the SUV. Well past retirement age now, he was a young labourer when my grandfather built our mansion. After we pull up the drive, he escorts me to my bedroom. At the door, I search his wrinkled and kind face. Can I trust him? But he closes the door and I hear the lock click into place. I'm trapped again. Why am I unable to think clearly? - When Gerrard unlocks my door, he says loudly "Dinner is served, Ma'am", but then leans close

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Leaf Up, Leaf On (Anthro Leafeon TF/TG)

“Alright, Herb, you got this. It’s just a stream! You can do this!” the man pumped himself up, readying himself to press the “start stream” button. He had gotten a unique chance to work with EeveeTeevee as a streamer! And he didn’t want to let that chance just slip him by! He was being watched by the higher-ups at EeveeTeevee, including Annie, the founder and star Sylveon! With a deep breath, he was ready. The stream was going and it was his big chance to prove he had what it took to be an EeveeTeevee streamer! Sure, he wasn’t an Eevee, or a girl like every other streamer on the team was, but he was going to make it work! “Hey EeveeTeevee! I know I’m not what you usually see, but leave them on!” he pointed to the camera. “Uh…them being your streams at home. Because I’ll show you I can be just as fun to watch as the other Eevees! So…stick around and leave them on! That’s my catchphrase so uh, yeah!” he said awkwardly. “Oh he’s bombing.” the Eevee manning the stream deck behind the

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Intro to Interplanar History (Ink-Eyes TF/TG)

“Oh man, you really got stuck with Professor Kien?” the leonin threw her head back and chuckled, much to the chagrin of her owlin roommate. “He can’t be that bad; he wouldn’t be a professor otherwise!” Syrus snatched back his schedule from Xety’s claws. “Oh, but he can! He’s craaaazy!” Xety said, moving a finger in a circle around her temple. “You do know that you’re going to be the only person in his class, right?” “That can’t possibly be true. Not everyone believes silly schoolyard rumors.” Syrus adjusted his circular-rimmed glasses, speaking matter-of-factly. “It’s not a rumor, bro.” Xety crossed her legs and leaned back. “The class only has one slot. Rumor has it he does all sorts of weird magic, doesn’t work if there’s any more than one.” “Really? Then why did I get in? I’m not even in Quandrix!” “No one usually signs up for it. I’ve only met one person who did, and that was the last I’ve seen of them!” “W-why? What happened?” Syrus asked nervously, his beak slightly

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The Wolf(ie) in the Mirror (Wolfie TF/TG/1st Per.)

The sound of my alarm woke me up as it did every day. Though, this time it felt louder than usual. Maybe it was because my mind knew I wanted to sleep in today, so it made it louder to make it harder to ignore it. I try to drown out the noise, closing my eyes tighter as if that would help. It felt like someone flicked my ear, though since I lived alone, I knew that wouldn’t be the case. Deep down, I know this is a losing fight. I turn onto my stomach to reach for my alarm, only for my alarms to be raised. Why did my chest feel so…full? It pressed down against by mattress in a way I know it shouldn’t. I had similar feelings on my stomach normally, and while that was still there, my chest should be flat, not pronounced and pushed in! I force myself to sit up and open my eyes, and immediately notice more than just a few problems. For starters, I saw a muzzle in my line of sight! There was a large, black nose at the tip, and I could make out some slight moisture on it. The muzzle it

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A Kind Man in a Hard Country

Ethan is innocence made flesh. Small, underfed, dressed in almost nothing, he moves through America with a smile that should’ve burned out long ago. A bottomless, almost childlike generosity kept him forever outside the thin safety net a lifetime of hard work is supposed to buy. Years back, some relatives signed the papers to put him under adult guardianship, then stepped out of the picture. Left him standing at the edge of a long, sun-beaten road he never stopped walking. The court-appointed guardian — the kind of guy who can sniff easy cash across county lines — didn’t waste time. Cold, methodical, he cleaned Ethan out like a repo crew clearing a trailer at 3 a.m. His accounts, “managed.” The little place he bought after decades of saving spare change — the sort of tiny victories that matter when you don’t have much else — gone in an instant. The kind of loss nobody writes up in the local paper because it happens every damn day. Ethan never learned to fight back. That muscle just

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Gulth+Bron Pt4 - Brons Response

First Previous For Gulth Previous For Bron Pienar inclines his head to towards Thulag. “Well, my friend, what gift would you suggest?” Begalund, chuckles. “A cask of wine and some nibbles.” The two stare at him. The Captain shrugs. “Just because I don’t like goblins doesn’t mean I don’t pay attention.” Thulag muses. “I would have to be a small cask. Perhaps a bottle, something a goblin on a ponygirl could carry without it slowing them down.” “Ginger and cinnamon.” Says Pienar, “It’s light, and our fat little friend would eat a ginger and cinnamon turd.” Thulag’s eyebrows rise. “You too?” “Am I wrong about the spices?” “No,” the goblin concedes, “Wine and spices would be respectful.” “Excellent.” “Now, what will this Gulth expect.” “Hmm, we’re a cautious people and will expect the same of you. Our night vision is better, so they’ll likely think you’ll send any reply well after daylight when our night-vision advantage is safely gone.” Belagund tilts his head.

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The Gnoll War Band

[DEVIATION] The Spotted Bull-Bone Pack. Chieftain Ha-Grubash: Ha-Grubash was big, even for a gnoll (standing 7’7” and weighing 330 lb). Despite his size, it wasn’t his height that frightened people, but his conjoined twin's maggot filled head popping from his back. It is said that before he became chieftain, Ha-Grubash supposedly visited the Seeping Woods/Death Dells via the Crokek’toeck. There, he slew a powerful flind rival, became a flind, claimed his flail, and gained a harem of three chief wives. With his harem’s packs and his pet hyena’s clan, Ha-Grubash declared himself a Flind Pack Lord, establishing his war band in the Anauroch desert. He named the pack after his revered trinket, favoured by Yeenoghu: the Spotted Bull-Bone Flail. This barbed weapon is made of minotaur bones and covered in painted spots. Blessed with the magics of Yeenoghu that all flind flails have, it bleeds an ichor that causes paralysis. Eweu-Ha: The Chieftain’s pet hyena and matriarch of the hyena

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Sunflower Competition :: Miles : Runar

The fields of sunflowers stretched out as far as Runar’s eye could see, the cobalt colored dire wagging his tail slowly as he took it all in. A sea of bright yellows and deep goldens that made up the faces of each flower, lightly dancing in the breeze that picked up. It had the chill of winter within it, though for now the clutches of snow were held at bay, giving way to Fall sun and warm evenings. Around the duo of Felvargs, golden leaves fell from the trees in a constant wave, resting upon their backs and skittering away in the wind, getting caught against fences that lined the fields of sunflowers. “Hm… well… where do we even begin…” Miles mused, the green pelted dire wolf gazing out at the mass of flowers, already feeling the pollen tickle his nose. Runar narrowed his eyes, letting his gaze fall over the fields to take it all in. “My assumption is at the edges… would be criminal to start in the center” Runra smirked, earning a snicker from Miles, the matcha colored male

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Brothers :: Kintsugi : Mizuiro : Suki

Kintsugi shook his large mane as they finally reached the top of the mountain pass, at least shrouded by trees to keep them somewhat cool. Summer was brutal for those that were thicker maned, though he was fine with taking slow journeys… though his brother Mizuiro had been the one to try and speed things along, and Kintsugi was far from impressed. “I don’t see why we had to race here like our lives depended on it…” Kintsugi grunted, Mizuiro offering his brother a light smile. “If it’s the head, dear brother, you could always shave,” came the cocky reply, Kintsugi rolling his eyes in return. The only thing that eased Kintsugi’s annoyance, was hearing Suki’s light giggle afterward, his hardened speech softening a little. “I don’t think he’d look as mighty with no fur…” Suki reasoned, though Mizuiro snickered. “That’s why you should be with someone that doesn’t die each time it gets hot…” The blue spotted stag smirked, raising his brows lightly, though Kintsugi snorted. “I’m hot

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Boys :: Parakeet : Corvus : Finch

As the summer months started to draw in, the days beginning to stretch the hours, the weather turning humid, the Cardinal herd once more found themselves on the move. It was the time of plenty, so where they went didn’t seem to hold much of an issue, though Corvus always seemed to have some kind of plan. He kept the herd moving through a plethora of lush green fields, stopping every once in a while to seize the chance at food, though once again moved them on. Finch and Parakeet knew better than to ask too many questions, that was only reserved for the Captain, at which Braylen stood by Corvus’s side as they walked. Parakeet could see the environment change, something odd about the way slated rocks started to pierce up from the ground, pebbles turning to rocks, to boulders, to huge gray walls of stone. The mountain before them seemed to appear from the fog as though it were an unloaded video graphic, suddenly standing tall and proud before them. Gamlefyr was the intended destination

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IoS: Forest Stroll

Sleeping snuggly between the underbrush, Megrez was powered out by the play he had in the fields with his father, though it was rather one sided as the fawn made a chase out of the stroll, declaring his father the wolf that tried to catch him even though Callisto knew nothing about what was going on inside the little one’s head. Now, the two rested, the Earl keeping a watchful eye over the young fawn while humming a melody to keep Megrez asleep. A rather raspy hum, one that quivered ever so slightly as the Earl caught himself with the wrong rhythm. It had been too long for him to remember certain melodies and they only slowly resurfaced back to his memories. Bristling through the needles of the pine trees, the gentle wind reached Megrez and twirled around his nose, waking the fawn who found himself leaning against his father. The forest was giving them enough shelter to not be caught by the glimpses of strangers, then again, the wind certainly found always its way to tease the

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IoS: Driftwood from Afar

The night broke in over the north; the land stood there in silence as heavy steps traversed through the snow. Two ursines marched alongside each other, their path leading to the withered shoreline that reached far into the distance, too far to even see its end. Uri let out a deep breath, his eyes lingering on the ground as his paws stung already from the nightly cold until the two were out of the snow and onto the rockier surface that was the shore. “Frost.” He breathed, his eyes unwavering from the ground before him. “Do you think it is a good idea to gather goods in such a time? It is dark and the moon does not give us enough light.” His concern was not pulled from fear, it was real as the night in the north was not the easiest to survive or travel in. Nodding, Frost simply agreed and yet, her determination to scavenge for goods that could be used for carvings was greater than her own sense to go back home for the night. She had dragged the male along simply for company too, not

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IoS: Antler Troubles

Something nagged at the cervines of the Isle as their antlers dropped during winter. The looming drop was jarring to some, even turning their personalities around for a moment. Satakieli never had such troubles for himself, yet, as he strolled through the residence with Megrez on his back, he feared the worst would happen… The Lord shed one of his own, marking it difficult for the knight to keep his posture. Callisto was never kind when these times arrived and the emotional turmoil of the hormone drop grasped the maddening conflict within the Earl and turned him into something eerie, scary even. Gulping, Satakieli wished to turn back instead of facing his Lord, however, Megrez squealed on his back, wanting to go to his Papa and meet him. With a sharp inhale, the knight obliged the young fawn and trotted slowly towards the Earl’s chamber, looking inside to find the darkness grasping the room. “What do you want?” A rough and jarring voice spoke through the shadows, the eyes glaring

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Foliage bio (Team)

Name: Foliage Species: Leafeon Weight 1,153 pounds Height: 14 feet tall (on two legs) Hair: N/A Eyes: blue with white sclera Backstory: --was once a regular Eevee, except for the blue eyes, who lived in a dense forest --taught himself to walk on two legs --after witnessing a friend getting eaten by another Pokémon, he quit eating anything that isn't a plant Moves: --Bullet Seed --Body Slam --Sunny Day --Solar Beam Likes: eating, being fat, gardening Dislikes: Other info: --cannot lose weight --can never be immobile --only eats plants and can't get enough of them --the only desserts he'll eat are carrot cake...

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Solar bio (Team)

Name: Solar Species: Leafeon Weight 2,500 pounds Height: 17 feet tall (on two legs) Hair: N/A Eyes: blue with white sclera Backstory: --was once a regular Eevee, except for the blue eyes, who lived in a dense forest --taught himself to walk on two legs --he loved human food Moves: --Bullet Seed --Body Slam --Sunny Day --Solar Beam Likes: eating, being fat, gardening Dislikes: Other info: --cannot lose weight --can never be immobile --the only desserts he'll eat are carrot cake and chocolate-covered strawberries

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Solomon bio (Team)

Name: Solomon Species: Leafeon Weight 6000 pounds Height: 17 feet tall (on two legs) Hair: N/A Eyes: blue with white sclera Backstory: --was once a regular Eevee, except for the blue eyes, who lived in a dense forest --taught himself to walk on two legs Moves: --Bullet Seed --Body Slam --Sunny Day --Solar Beam Likes: eating, being fat Dislikes: Other info: --cannot lose weight --can never be immobile

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(4) Charmingly Normal - (Ilima TF/MC)

I had nothing to do this day. Nothing. The shelves were clean. The items were sitting on the shelves, buzzing with the excitement that they may be sold. I just had to yawn, my fangs briefly slipping out under my lips before being hidden again. Standing behind the counter was too much effort. It was overcast outside the store and little light was being let in through the large glass window. It was the perfect weather to sit inside, drink green tea and try and find something to do. But that brought me back to my first problem, there was nothing to do.I brought my mug of green tea to my lips and blew gently to cool it off. “What a slow day......

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(6) Laying Back - (Kukui TF/MC)

I never thought this city could ever get so...hot. My eyes rolled as I fanned myself, cursing that I had forgot to check if the air conditioning was working until I tried it (and found out that it had a fault) The store was somehow emptier today. I mean, I get a few customers every now and then. The heat just made time seem to pass slowly. “What I wouldn't give for some shaved ice...” I mumbled, staying seated behind my counter. The heat was oppressive and even as the door to the store opened, the outside was just as bad as the inside.I gazed at the customer...before scowling. He was young, maybe 17 years old of just below average height f...

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(10) - Seeking New Sights (Male Sightseer TF/MC)

Sometimes I do wonder what happens to them customers who would enter my store. Mostly wonder, part curiosity...though never any guilt. They chose the items, they should have had an idea that a store selling whatever they wanted that appears near them when they most need to find it should have garnered more suspicion that they let on. Though sometimes I think...maybe there is something about the store-front that makes them comfortable? It can't possibly be the still illegible sign (of which I still had little clue as to what to put on it)...maybe it just looks inviting? I would think these thoughts while I maintained the shelves. Its not li...

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Rose

Rose, Rose, high above the sea I climb the windswept path to see Will your rosebud open in graceful bloom Am I to find my true love soon On bare rock high a wild rose grew In times gone by Lovers knew If her rose bud blooms Their love is true By the rose on high cliff tops Lovers meet to swear their oaths To spend the night in tight embrace Until the morning they must face Aboard the tall ship he must leave Sailing out to endless seas Rose, Rose, so high above the sea Let my love return to me Wind howls The rose bush sways Sea rages But the rose bud stays There is hope still Rose, Rose, so high above the sea on bare stone I sit with babe on my knee Shine a light to the endless sea Let my love return to me Wind howls The rose bush sways Sea rages But the rose bud stays There is hope still Rose, Rose, so high above the sea Hold my hand for the path is steep Baby and I are the first to see Your rose bud bloom in red so deep Sailing in from the endless sea The small boat

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Have courage

"Have courage," I whispered. I could tell that he couldn't hear me. Then, I'm a crow. Not that many humans understand me. Or my language, at least. Most of them know when I'm hungry or want to play. Neither food nor joy mattered to him. He was in mourning. Being this grief stricken meant that he had lost his mate. Maybe even his hatchlings. If I had had arms, I would have rested them around his shoulders. Instead, I hopped closer to him and cawed. He barely noticed. I flew away and picked up the shiniest pebble I could find. Young humans love shiny pebbles. He was undoubtedly too old to love shiny pebbles, but it was the best I could come up with. I landed a few wings away from him and hopped up and down. The kindling of a smile formed on his face and I placed the pebble next to his feet. The smile made it halfway to his eyes. Then, it faded. So, he was within reach, but it would take more than a pebble. Noted. Duly noted. I flew up a few hundred strokes. The tracks were silent, so no

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The Escape Plan

A long queue of people slowly makes their way past us. "My condolences." My husband looks kindly at each mourner with soft blue eyes. "Thank you." His warm voice echoes in my head. This is the man I loved. What happened? "Your father was such a kind man." "Thank you." I say automatically, suddenly aware where I am. I sway slightly. My husband puts his arm around me and turns to Gerrard, my father's old butler. "Take her home. It is too much for her. You know what the doctor said." Gerrard bows. "Certainly, Sir!" I lean heavily on Gerrard as he leads me to the SUV. Well past retirement age now, he was a young labourer when my grandfather built our mansion. After we pull up the drive, he escorts me to my bedroom. At the door, I search his wrinkled and kind face. Can I trust him? But he closes the door and I hear the lock click into place. I'm trapped again. Why am I unable to think clearly? - When Gerrard unlocks my door, he says loudly "Dinner is served, Ma'am", but then leans close

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Leaf Up, Leaf On (Anthro Leafeon TF/TG)

“Alright, Herb, you got this. It’s just a stream! You can do this!” the man pumped himself up, readying himself to press the “start stream” button. He had gotten a unique chance to work with EeveeTeevee as a streamer! And he didn’t want to let that chance just slip him by! He was being watched by the higher-ups at EeveeTeevee, including Annie, the founder and star Sylveon! With a deep breath, he was ready. The stream was going and it was his big chance to prove he had what it took to be an EeveeTeevee streamer! Sure, he wasn’t an Eevee, or a girl like every other streamer on the team was, but he was going to make it work! “Hey EeveeTeevee! I know I’m not what you usually see, but leave them on!” he pointed to the camera. “Uh…them being your streams at home. Because I’ll show you I can be just as fun to watch as the other Eevees! So…stick around and leave them on! That’s my catchphrase so uh, yeah!” he said awkwardly. “Oh he’s bombing.” the Eevee manning the stream deck behind the

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Intro to Interplanar History (Ink-Eyes TF/TG)

“Oh man, you really got stuck with Professor Kien?” the leonin threw her head back and chuckled, much to the chagrin of her owlin roommate. “He can’t be that bad; he wouldn’t be a professor otherwise!” Syrus snatched back his schedule from Xety’s claws. “Oh, but he can! He’s craaaazy!” Xety said, moving a finger in a circle around her temple. “You do know that you’re going to be the only person in his class, right?” “That can’t possibly be true. Not everyone believes silly schoolyard rumors.” Syrus adjusted his circular-rimmed glasses, speaking matter-of-factly. “It’s not a rumor, bro.” Xety crossed her legs and leaned back. “The class only has one slot. Rumor has it he does all sorts of weird magic, doesn’t work if there’s any more than one.” “Really? Then why did I get in? I’m not even in Quandrix!” “No one usually signs up for it. I’ve only met one person who did, and that was the last I’ve seen of them!” “W-why? What happened?” Syrus asked nervously, his beak slightly

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The Wolf(ie) in the Mirror (Wolfie TF/TG/1st Per.)

The sound of my alarm woke me up as it did every day. Though, this time it felt louder than usual. Maybe it was because my mind knew I wanted to sleep in today, so it made it louder to make it harder to ignore it. I try to drown out the noise, closing my eyes tighter as if that would help. It felt like someone flicked my ear, though since I lived alone, I knew that wouldn’t be the case. Deep down, I know this is a losing fight. I turn onto my stomach to reach for my alarm, only for my alarms to be raised. Why did my chest feel so…full? It pressed down against by mattress in a way I know it shouldn’t. I had similar feelings on my stomach normally, and while that was still there, my chest should be flat, not pronounced and pushed in! I force myself to sit up and open my eyes, and immediately notice more than just a few problems. For starters, I saw a muzzle in my line of sight! There was a large, black nose at the tip, and I could make out some slight moisture on it. The muzzle it

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Rose

Have courage

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Leaf Up, Leaf On (Anthro Leafeon TF/TG)

Intro to Interplanar History (Ink-Eyes TF/TG)

The Wolf(ie) in the Mirror (Wolfie TF/TG/1st Per.)

A Kind Man in a Hard Country

Gulth+Bron Pt4 - Brons Response

The Gnoll War Band

Sunflower Competition :: Miles : Runar

Brothers :: Kintsugi : Mizuiro : Suki

Boys :: Parakeet : Corvus : Finch

IoS: Forest Stroll

IoS: Driftwood from Afar

IoS: Antler Troubles

Foliage bio (Team)

Solar bio (Team)

Solomon bio (Team)

(4) Charmingly Normal - (Ilima TF/MC)

(6) Laying Back - (Kukui TF/MC)

(10) - Seeking New Sights (Male Sightseer TF/MC)

Rose

Have courage

The Escape Plan

Leaf Up, Leaf On (Anthro Leafeon TF/TG)

Intro to Interplanar History (Ink-Eyes TF/TG)

The Wolf(ie) in the Mirror (Wolfie TF/TG/1st Per.)

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A Kind Man in a Hard Country

Gulth+Bron Pt4 - Brons Response

The Gnoll War Band

Sunflower Competition :: Miles : Runar

Brothers :: Kintsugi : Mizuiro : Suki

Boys :: Parakeet : Corvus : Finch

IoS: Forest Stroll

IoS: Driftwood from Afar

IoS: Antler Troubles

Foliage bio (Team)

Solar bio (Team)

Solomon bio (Team)

(4) Charmingly Normal - (Ilima TF/MC)

(6) Laying Back - (Kukui TF/MC)

(10) - Seeking New Sights (Male Sightseer TF/MC)

Rose

Have courage

The Escape Plan

Leaf Up, Leaf On (Anthro Leafeon TF/TG)

Intro to Interplanar History (Ink-Eyes TF/TG)

The Wolf(ie) in the Mirror (Wolfie TF/TG/1st Per.)