Guardian of Life Kreilanna

A gentle watcher to the ways of the world. Do you approach?

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Real shit? I do not know if I will sit down and continue the story. IRL has got me by the teeth and I'm struggling to do much more than idly doodle my characters. I think I will leave this blog open for asks for those who wish to interact with my characters, and to have them around to yeet at other people. I might do events for the heck of it because I love Krei, Micah, and Rhea to pieces. But for continuing the story on my own without prompting? I do not think I can with where my mental health is at. That said, if you would like asks, just hit me up! I'll toss someone at random or you can ask for someone specific!

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Cold eyes staring down at her. Three pairs of rubies that stared at her like she was no better than something to be carried away by a Trubbish. They had called their brother out of the realm he guarded, to keep the world's balance in check. "You have forced our hands, Mother," Epoch spoke, his great blue head turning away with something like disgust. "Don't You see? You were meant to step back. To allow us our time to guide and shape life and the world itself. Yet You set Melody on it instead? You wanted to 'stay involved'? We do not want You." She looked between them, heart racing and dread pooling low in her chest. Her once-majestic form felt like skin stretched too tight. Unable to calm the frantic pace her heart set. "Equinox...? Nocturne? Do you..." She couldn't finish the words. Praying that her other two sons did not feel the same. Yet their faces didn't change. Only Nocturne had the heart to look guilty about it, closing his golden helm and turning his head away. Because of her choice to give 'life' over to Melody and X#$%^, her sons had decided she was no longer needed. "...So what happens now?" Equinox stepped towards her, his lavender and silvery body catching in the low light of the twilight sun. "You either leave... Or we remove you by force." She didn't sob. Didn't cry for them to reconsider. There was no real option. The real decision was already set in their cold eyes. They had stripped themselves of their family ties to her, and now all she could do was react. She buried the grief low in her heart and struck before they could. To save herself. The world did not need gods who wished to cling to their power. She would try again. Maybe this time... She would find where she went wrong.

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I have no self control I don't often draw Micah from this side in the first place, and now I had to mark up my boy? I had a great time don't let me fool you I was listening to 'Your Idol' the whole time. Didn't put him in a hat because I wasn't sure what outfit to even put him in. I was mostly focused on the pose and that eye.

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I'm shaking off the dust. little by little. It will likely be mostly just snippets and either random doodles or writing here or there But I miss my lovelies and want to give them love.

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Oh! We've hit the 100 milestone! Honestly wasn't even thinking about it till I glanced over and noticed xD Thank you all so much for sticking around! It means a lot to me!

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The rustling of grass, heavy breathing from two tiny bodies as they raced through the forest. One burnt reds and faint violets, the other pale white and gentle blues.

"It's not my fault you're too small, Kali! Sister is tending to the forest today! I told you we couldn't miss it this time!" "Well you wanted to wait until Mother was asleep to go! I told you it was a bad idea, Janus!" The two kits barreled through brush and twigs, unable to keep the tiny grins off their faces even through their bickering. Normally they would have been asleep at this time of night, but their Mother had enforced the rule less and less. As long as they did not leave the forest, she did not mind them roaming. They were safe here.

So they made liberal use of this new freedom. They skidded to a halt, their eyes wide as they stared at the back of their sister-figure. The off-color Gardevoir who seemed to be doing nothing for a time. They were too young to feel the heartbeat of the forest as Kreilanna did. Attuned to differing forces as they were. Eventually, Kreilanna moved, the forest seeming to echo with a faint glow of her power. Plant life thrived, beat with an echo that only the Guardian of Life could feel. Winter was approaching soon, and she needed to safeguard it against the coming frosts. Ensure the forest would re-awaken after the snow had melted into Spring.

She had noticed them, but she didn't speak yet. Not until her aura faded and her hair settled down from the ethereal wind that had picked at it strand by strand. The Gardevoir turned to both kits, who were wide eyed and had fur sticking out at all ends from their awe. A smile tugged as her lips, and she sighed softly. "...I shouldn't be surprised you two chose to stay awake. Good evening. Janus, Kali."

"Hello Big Sister!" the two chorused, curled tails flicking with matching grins on their faces.

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“That would all, daughter.”

Had the Gardevoir not flinched at her tone, she would have thought nothing of it. The lash at the end, the shrinking figure of Krelianna as she retreated into the forest, her back to the vixen. Sheer contempt within the expression as the Ninetales curled her tails around her figure. 

She could not be trusted with the future. 

A rustle against her fur, her expression softening at the kit nestled deeply. 

So vulnerable.

Her expression was haunted, one of agony. 

So fragile. 

A shudder rippled through her as she pressed her head to the small kit, holding back a sob. You will be better than my sons. I will not allow the seeds to be planted in my absence. 

Not again. 

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[eternalnight-dreams]

Sneak peek at one of the kits! I'm not done with her design mostly playing with ideas. But I thought I'd share when I stopped doodling this morning!

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From the artblog!

[lustrous-dawn]

They rose in arms against me! 

Fools! Imcebiles! 

With mere tooth and claw, their strength was nothing to her might! 

She had brought her creations into this world only to be struck down. She grieved, she mourned. No one took her side against the spawn who spurned her. Her precious children of creation scorned her very existence enough to bring war upon her doorstep. 

Once she dealt with them-she will create anew. 

“No will.” She uttered with a voice smooth, despite the tears welling in her eyes. 

Only bound by shackles. And the creations who sided with them? 

“I will break them until they are mere shells.” A smile that was sweet poison. “It is only right. It is only just, that I, their mother, reign them back in.” 

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( I kinda wanna try this again on another day but my knowledge on Rhea is kinda limiting me lmfao )

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(@the-lumiose-goodies) Joëlle (feel free to use her new look) approaches Micah. She makes a brave face, while actually being very nervous.

"B-bonjour!" she became quiet for a bit, but she continues to talk afterwards. "To be honest...I'm not a fan of dark red colors. They are...horrifying... But, I like the green highlight on your hair. Is there a story behind it? Or did you just dyed?" She asks the question while being not so confident in herself.

He picks at his two-toned hair, as if thinking about it for the first time. Pinched between two fingers, the strands slip through his grasp as he eventually lets them go with a pensive look upon his face. At first it seems like he isn't going to answer. But then...

"...I forgot there was any left," he admitted. "No. It is not dyed - Not that I even know what that is. The green was my original coloring. At least I think so. It's been so long since it changed... But long story short- My hair shifted when I finally accepted the blood of Yveltal. I'm like Sister in that aspect. When our blood awakened, our colors changed to reflect this. Maybe it has something to do with how sensitive Gardevoir are to change. Though I have no one to ask."

The one blue eye looks down to the Meowstic with an odd combination of a blank and sheepish expression as his arm dropped once more to his side. "...Forgive me for rambling on. It has been some time since I've spoken to anyone else."

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Micah

Keeper of Death Fallen Weight of Balance

Male Yveltal

Dark Aura

Moves ???

Known Knowledge Kreilanna's younger brother Ask Hints ???

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Ooops I doodled Micah again

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"...You shouldn't approach a sleeping Arbiter of Death. I could have attacked you."

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Did some updating to the sketch I did for Micah a while ago I'm not set on the colors for his outfit yet but we'll see!

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@ask-the-lywelles Vahni@Rhea

The timid Umbreon would approach, mostly invisible, save for her hoodie, eyes, and rings, as well as a bit of dried blood around where one of her ears would be.

Vahni: "Your s-soul, it's a mix of pink a-and brown, filled w-ith love for some, but co-contempt and bitterness regarding others. It's a concerning si-sight."

"I was not allowed to love this world," The Ninetails mused mournfully. "It was decided I was unfit." "Would you grow bitter? When your sons decide to go to war just to dethrone you?" "Would you still carry your love? When you had to tear down that which you had created?" "Could you remain pure?"

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(@ask-sarah-and-co) sparkle @ rhea

“Wooow, you’re a ninetales?!” She jumps up and down excitedly. “That’s super cool! Can you do the psychic-y magic stuff too? Or just fire type stuff?” She glances around, as if looking for someone. “That gardevoir’s probably good at magic! Is she your friend? Do you do magic stuff together?”

The tiny kit jumping at her surprised the deity at first, though Her expression quickly melted into amusement. Tails curled and swayed in a lazy rhythm as the deity contemplated what She wished to say. "Well... I am not limited to one type of magic, dear kit," She began. "Though that is simply a personal perk rather than a trait of other Ninetails." Seeing the kit now looking around for Her daughter, Rhea hummed and an ear flicked once towards the eastern wood. "She is an adopted daughter of mine. A rather stubborn one, but she cares for my woods well so I allow it. As for magic... she is clumsy at it. Manipulating the energy of Life is about all she can manage with no horn to stabilize her power. If she attempted magic as she is now, she could harm herself... or worse." Rhea shifted Her head to one side, feeling oddly calm despite how much the kit reminded Her of olden days. She crossed her forepaws before speaking once more. "I hope that answered your questions enough, little kit."

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Lief @Rhea: "Interesting you call those god Pokemon Legendaries, but whatever. Apparently you dislike them, huh? Why?"

The Goddess' ears flatten to Her skull, the the air plummets in temperature. It is not a question she enjoys. Though Her glare is not aimed at the other Pokemon, the great fan of tails sway in Her displeasure. Whatever this wound on her heart was, it still ached with fresh agony. "I use the Mortal's term for them, as they are not my children. Pathetic creatures who think themselves above. Following in the footsteps of my betrayers. They deny my presence. Seeking only to worship my ungrateful spawn. That is as much as I will share at present. My... story is not a happy tale."

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Ask Call

If I could snag some asks to get me back into the swing of things that would be lovely. I finally got things figured out for bills so the stress is backing off. Remember that 'Locked' characters does not mean you cannot send asks to them!

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Toasty and Mother Rhea? :0

A happy, loving child who is rather attuned to the moods of her parents and those around her. Probably seeks to join her father in medic work, though as an emotional healer rather than a physical one. Growlithe/Vulpix/??? mix