#petsite game

Awoo! Spring is coming! Murkwood is thriving with the energy of spring and the swamps bloom to life. The chorus of frogs fill the air as flowers blossom out across the bogs, marshes and pits. Water voles run along the riversides, bird song returns as they migrate back to the warmer weather and bats shake off their hibernation to fill the evening skies. From catkins budding on the willows to the crimson buds of wych elms, the wetlands burst with colour.

And with spring comes tying up loose ends and organising our spaces. There’s so much to do before launch comes round! Finishing den lore we’ve put off. Saving wolf profiles for launch. Crafting customs for our starters. Deciding our future breeding projects. Drawing page breaks and shop fronts or scenes from our lore. That’s why with the help of Kate and MaggotJuiceBox, we’re hosting Lorch! A month long creative challenge revolving around Lorwolf with a spring twist. Every day during March, anyone who wants to participate in this challenge creates either a drawing, writing or any other creative task involving their wolves or Lorwolf in general and post it online. We’ve put together 31 days of prompts to get the creative juices going. (See above.) Not liking some of the prompts? Here's a word bank you can replace any of the days with:

Transition - Rejuvenation - Sprout - Flora - Growth - Dew - Forest - Fountain - Home - Tidy - Breathe - Expand - Hope - Freedom - Voyage - Wonder - Energy - Alchemy - Delight - Acceptance

Rules:

You can post your submissions on Tumblr, in the Lorwolf’s Discord Lorch Channel under contest/challenges, or Lorch forum.

All creative tasks are counted, however irl activities like baking, knitting, woodwork, and clay-making do require an irl photo.

For written pieces: The minimum word count is 200 words. (The exception is poetry, but you must spend at least 20 minutes on your poem.)

All creative tasks must be created by you specifically for this event.

Prizes:

Prizes will be given as a code to use at launch!

Creative Task Ideas:

Aside from drawing and writing, there’s plenty of other ways to join in on Lorch. Creative Tasks can include cross-stitching, paper-folding, creating a tune, paper mosaics, crochet, scrap-booking, ceramics, cake decorating, making tea blends and jewellery. As long as it can be tied in to the prompts and Lorwolf, your den, lore or wolves, it’s a great task to do.

THIS IS EGG. I LOVE HER

Lortober Day 16 - Prevent

I lied, when I was sorting out my Lortober masterpost it seems I missed out on posting my Day 16.

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...........Feyna Atterberry...........

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●◉◎◈◎◉● Proud | Honour | Justice x ●◉◎◈◎◉● “I have always found that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice.”

― Abraham Lincoln

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⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝ .Appearance. ⌞ ° • + • ° ⌟

Thick, crimson fur displays the strong Atterberry roots in Feyna. With her ancestors hailing from Murkwood, becoming nobles through strength, honour and upholding justice, Feyna carries her family's vision through her amber eyes. Her black underbelly and striking white markings signify the good and bad of justice, a sign for her to remember not to become too zealous or too lax. Heavy set with muscles, Feyna can easily cow other wolves should she so choose to, and has been warranted to when upholding her values.

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⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝ .Personality. ⌞ ° • + • ° ⌟

Authorative, analytical and critical thinker, Feyna strongly embodies righteousness, always trying to reason punishment or mercy for lawbreakers. Often deep in thought, Feyna's pensive attitude can cause unease in the guilty and hope in the innocent. Often described as stiff and cold, Feyna much prefers her own company and sometimes the company of soldiers. Though not maternal, her own family understands her affections and reciprocates the same attitude. Though this may come across as strict and neglectful to others, the Atterberry's would easily lay their lives down for their relatives and show fierce protective love when challenged.

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⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝ ...History... ⌞ ° • + • ° ⌟

Perhaps something could be said about faith. Sebilla blinked looking down at the weak Kit before her, taking a huff from her hookah and savouring the cinnamony tones. It was a hard choice she saw before her, to help the little whelp or not. Smoke billowed out in plumes, spreading out across the cave floor and causing the Kit to cough and sneeze. Stammering, he began to open his muzzle but another long draw of the hookah silenced him as he waited, subserviently. A cowardly Kit, not worth the pelt on his back judging from his past, Sebilla glanced at the events of wheedling, conniving and downright theft from others.

Except, he stole something he shouldn't have and got himself cursed by a wandering fae lordling. With a fwoosh the smoke once again fanned out, the dregs of it wrapping around Sebilla like a mist. He wasn't a wolf worthy of assistance, that was for sure and had it been any other fool she'd have chased them out with a curse of her own. But there was a chance, a slim one though, that this cowering scamp could prove to do something great. Sebilla gazed at the lines of ash that told her a tale of heroics, of redemption and hummed.

The Kit fidgeted from one foot to the other, his eyes darting about the room and staring a touch too long at the treasures it held. Biting at the wooden mouthpiece, before sucking down the smoke a third time. It seemed she had more benefit to gain from helping him than not...

Drawing her claws into ash, she marked the Kit's head swiftly with runes to pin the curse down. Then her chest expanded abnormally as she took a deep breath filling herself with magic before blowing out mists of blue with teal stars that enveloped the panicking Kit. "Excuse m-?!" He began coughing harder and spluttered till large oily globules spat out from his mouth in sticky clumps. Raspy and between heaves, he yelped, "THAT WAS INSIDE OF ME?"

Sebilla smirked at the antics, she could've helped him in a much cleaner and easier way. But... perhaps he needed a lesson to be taught along the way, she smiled to herself. It was tens of minutes before the Kit stopped upheaving his lungs, and he shakily wiped his mouth before closing.

Lortober Day 17 - Calm

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..............Nylian Glens...............

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●◉◎◈◎◉● Approachable | Wise | Generous x ●◉◎◈◎◉● “Think of the magic of that foot, comparatively small, upon which your whole weight rests. It’s a miracle, and the dance is a celebration of that miracle.” ― Martha Graham

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Years have passed since Druid Glens had a coat untouched by magic; his browns and creams now gave way to the flourishing nature magic that he holds. Easily able to blend into the woods and watch its comings and goings, his green and sun-dappled coat mimick the noon sun on a canopy of trees. Flowers and vines cling to his fur, with mice that peak out from the nest in his neck ruff. Even his gold-flecked eyes never broke his camouflage. Light-footed and fit, Druid Glens can leap bough to bough, ready to answer any call of the forest in which he resides.

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⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝ .Personality. ⌞ ° • + • ° ⌟

Always filled with inner peace, Druid Glens exudes a calm aura to all around. No matter the forest's troubles, he is ever ready to lend a helping paw. From the small gnomes wishing for a bridge of sticks over streams to the wolves of Darkspine requesting one of his many potions or advice, he is filled with pride at being the Protector of his woods. Whilst he loves structure and sticking to a daily routine, he knows that he'll likely never have a full week that goes to plan. Organised to a tee, he has emergency backpacks for any situation, even an emergency satchel for when his emergency is that he has no emergency backpacks. Easily welcoming others company, the druid will always have a pot of tea seemingly ready for any unexpected guest.

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