bostonlobstah

Do not RP a created character until I accept your form!

If you want to make your own: name - gender - description/drawing -

ok I'll brb I promise! but yes you can start!

there's an archive link in the first post

let's gooooo I can't make more adoptables but you can come up w/ your own!

nice to meet you

Finally Talenel can feel the seabreeze. She hops as fast as she can manage until her froggy toes are surrounded by the lapping waves. There she sits, watching the sunset. She feels the presence of those before her, watching her nearby. And she feels at peace. Back in his nest, Ceramic hugs his daughter closely. He feels the wind with his antennae for any signs of his mate. His antennae tingles with the sound of the crashing ocean waves. With the rhythmic retreat and advance of the tide, Ceramic can hear the ocean singing: I love you too, I love you too, I love you too...

Along the way to the sea, Talenel finds an old friend. "Seaweed, I've missed you." "And I you. Say, you don't look well. Can I help ya with anything?" "N-no..." Talenel replies weakly. "I'm going to the sea, by myself." Seaweed understands and nods gravely. "'Bye, old friend." "We'll meet again. I promise. And a nicheling never breaks their promise." Talenel manages a small tired smile. "You meant the world to me...you still do. You were like a father to me, back when I was young...I lost my family, I lost everything, but I still had you."

Meanwhile, Clay and Dolly have no idea where their mother is, or what she's up to. Dolly is busy cracking nuts, and Clay is practicing her hunting skills. "AHA!" Clay pounces on a rabbil and kills it swiftly. "Victory is mine!" But when she reaches down to scoop it, she finds that the meat has vanished. "HEY! Where'd my lunch go!?" She hears a small "burp" and as she peers closer into the grass, she can see a little set of beady black eyes and a long beak staring back at her. "Why you little--" Clay starts to rant but Hearts stops her quietly. "Look at him. He's probably so hungry...don't get mad at him so easily like that." The creature introduces himself as Pripriduk. Hearts offers him to join the tribe, and he obliges happily. Clay seems to rather like him, too, but there's something about him that she doesn't yet know...

Talenel thinks a moment. "Dream," she says. "We'll name her Dream." (I'll save mirror for another babu) She shudders suddenly. "Is something wrong, dearest?" Ceramic asks her worriedly. "The sea...I need the sea..." "I will take you to the sea, then," Ceramic says. "...No." "No?" Ceramic is nervous. "I want to go alone." "Do as you wish, darling one." But inside, Ceramic is afraid for her. "Take care of Dream. She's for you alone to love now. And say good-bye to the others for me...especially Clay and Dolly." "I will." Ceramic chokes back tears. He had only barely lost his parents, and now he is about to lose his mate too...

Dream's pretty too!

ooooooh I love Mirror!

Finally the trek home commences. Ceramic sees Talenel in the distance and runs up to her. He cries into her fur. "Did they...?" Talenel stammers. But she doesn't need to finish. The whole day is full of tears and embraces. That night, Talenel goes into labor. "Ceramic, our baby is coming!" She stumbles into one of the mossy old nests. The next morning, a beautiful baby girl is sleeping peacefully in the nest. "She's beautiful! What should we name her?" Ceramic asks. (name suggestions please!!)

Thank you... :,C

The three children stand vigil all the next day.

After days of tearing away at tall grass, fumbling across the wilderness, Porcelaine cries out, "Look! I see someone!" "Mom! Dad!" Ceramic stumbles over to where his parents stood weakly. Porcelaine followed hot on his heels. "Oh! A new baby!" Porcelaine comments on little Hearts, who coos happily. "Porcelaine, my sweet girl! I've missed you oh so much. This is Hearts. I want you to take care of her, Ceramic..." "Mother, father, please no..." Ceramic begins to cry. Porcelaine watches him, puzzled. "I'm so sorry, Ceramic..." Glass searches his son's eyes longingly. "Porcelaine, will you remember us?" "I--I will," Porcelaine's eyes are wet. She is only beginning to understand everything that is going on. "My darling baby girls, I love you so much," China nuzzles her children. "Ceramic, I love you too...I want you to teach our children well. I know you can do it." Ceramic has no words. He embraces each of his parents. Then they fall asleep together, China and Glass to never wake again.

Meanwhile, the rest of the tribe is heading north as well. Talenel and the others say their farewells to Seaweed, who had decided to stay near the sea. "I smell acorns," Ceramic smiles and takes a deep, long breath. "Have you had the pleasure of eating an acorn before, Talenel?" "I don't think so." Talenel laughs. "If I did, it sounds as though I would remember it well." "Come, up here!" Ceramic calls out. Talenel passes by several nice, mossy nests and ambles over to where Ceramic had cracked her a nut. He holds it out to her, grinning madly. "Well, if you insist," Talenel says, taking a bite of the acorn. "Mmmmm. Delicious! Not as good as clams, though..." "Do you miss the ocean?" Grass asks her. "I hate to admit it. But I do." "I can take you back there someday." Ceramic tries to cheer her up. "You know how I am, Ceramic. I'm not as young and spry as you. I could never make it to the ocean before I die." "You never know," Ceramic nuzzles into her fur. He feels awkward, knowing that he loves her with his whole soul, but not knowing if she truly loves him back. Suddenly, Donprikir jumps out of the grass. "Who are you!" Dolly snaps at him. "Get out of our territory! This acorn tree is ours!" She's about to ram him, but he cries out "Wait! I come in peace, and with urgent news." Everyone cocks their heads questioningly and listens. "My name is Donprikir. I was sent by Glass and China. They are growing old and they wish to see you." He nods his head towards the two nichelings that look the most like Glass and China's children. Ceramic looks worriedly at Talenel, then to Donprikir. "Are you sure you'll be alright?" He asks Talenel. "I promise. Now go." Ceramic takes one more longing look at his pregnant mate, then calls out to Porcelaine. "Come along, Porcie." "Where are we going?" Porcelaine asks her older brother. "We are going to see your Mama and Papa." "Isn't Talenel my mama?" "No, no, sweetie." Ceramic shakes his head sadly. "Your real parents. They left on a trip when you were very young." "Oh..." Porcelaine sighed, and remained silent the rest of the journey.

Donprikir doesn't really know which way the rest of the tribe went, but he smells a scent from up north. He follows it eagerly. "He doesn't know where to go," China murmurs worriedly. "We have to follow him." "Slowly, though...little Hearts can't move far." They begin, slowly, painfully, trekking north in hopes of seeing their family one last time.

Meanwhile.... Glass and China clear the grass around Hearts' mossy nest. Donprikir hums and picks berries in the background. Glass bends over to pick some grass, but his heart begins to fail. He falls over to his side. "Glass!" China rushes over to her mate's side, relieved to find him alive and conscious. "China..." Glass murmurs. "We need to go home..." "But our baby...she's too young to walk! And...we are too old to make the journey." "Donprikir!" Glass calls out, heaving himself back onto his paws. Donprikir stops berry-picking immediately and flaps with his one bat wing to their side. "Run, fly to the rest of our tribe. Bring our children here to us." Donprikir doesn't say a word, but nods nervously and begins to fly away, stumbling and hovering only an inch or two off the ground.

Ceramic tiptoes towards Talenel, who is sitting by herself. "Are you alright?" "I don't know...I just...I wish I was like before. When I was young like you I loved to swim and play and hunt for seashells and fish...but now? Look at me. I've found Seaweed, and he's made my life so much easier, but...it's just not the same. It never will be." She looks off into the distance at the rolling waves. "I...I wish I could relate to you, but...I just, I feel badly..." Ceramic sits beside her, his heart pounding. "Oh, you've had your hardships, I'm sure," Talenel says. "You've had to leave your home, you faced death by a bearyena, and I'm sure you miss your parents." Ceramic nods. But inside he is deathly afraid to admit his feelings for Talenel, after all she's lost. (i would marry talenel too tbh) Talenel glances his way. Ceramic locks eyes with her for a split second before Ceramic blushes and looks away, biting his lip. But he knows that Talenel understands him. "Talenel..." he stammers. "I-I mean, I know your heart is with Tatata...but I want to share something special with you too..." I sound so stupid, he thinks. She'd never love me like Tatata, or Seaweed, or her children, or even Kunopri... "You...you really do?" Talenel seems intrigued, almost happy. That comes as quite a surprise. "Well, ah--yes," Ceramic stumbles over his words. "I'm not going to find a mate out here ever...I just want someone to love me, even if it's just a child of my own..." "You never know who you'll find out here," Talenel smiles warmly. "That's how I met Tatata after all. He wasn't very hard to find." Ceramic is still unsure of what Talenel thinks. "Do--do you---?" Talenel takes a deep breath and closes her eyes like she is deep in thought. What could I say to him? Can I let go of Tatata, just for now? "Of course." Her words are strong and sure. She knows that Clay and Dolly need a real father, just like she had Seaweed. She knows it would make Ceramic happy. And maybe make her happy too. Soon Talenel finds out she is pregnant with Ceramic's child. Her heart flutters and jumps for joy. Maybe this is the chance for her to start over, even as she grows old. A new island, a new mate, a new life.

ahhh she's so cuuuute! tell your cousin thank you for drawing my silly fish!

FISHIE ❤️❤️

Do you think she could draw Talenel? (the fish)

AHHH I love it! So cute! Thank you so much!! ❤️

Meanwhile, Glass clears a patch of grass around an abandoned nest. "It's an old nest, but look. It'll last forever." Glass smiles at China as she struggles over to the nest. She sits down. "It's full of moss. So soft." The two sleep side by side in the nest. Early in the morning, a baby girl is born. She is white and bright red. Red like passion, red like blood, red like a bleeding heart. "She's gorgeous," Glass is breathtaken. "What do we name her? After something fragile, something that breaks..." "I know just the name for her, if that's the theme we've been following," China smiles a soft smile, full of love and sadness and joy. "We'll name her Hearts." Suddenly she gets a tingling feeling in her antennae again. "Do you smell anything, Glass?" "I'll go investigate." Glass comes back with a wanderer beside him. He's got an odd face and the strangest paw China has ever seen. "This is Donprikir. He'd like to join our tribe."