Name: Kipper
Age: 4
Story:
Born on a remote island far out at sea, Kipper grew up in a world very different from sylestia. The sylvorpa from her homeland were very different from those on the mainland. Small, far too small to hunt anything but fish. They lived in small family groups such as the one Kipper was born into. Three siblings all male, three parents two mothers and one father. They lived on one of many tiny islands. Until the day three years ago when the sylvorpa came from the mainland, water sprites by their side. They came to conquer. And they did just that. The mainland vorpas were larger in both individual size as well as in their numbers. The sprites stirred up the sea. Her family didn't stand a chance, their parents fought with the raiding vorpas to give her and her brothers a chance to escape. Just when they thought they were safe however, the sprites churned the waters and slammed the four young vorpas against the rocks. When Kipper awoke she was alone on an unfamiliar shore, land stretched forever behind her. She was on the mainland, swept too far away to ever return home, if she even had a home to return to at all...



Kingdom: The Corala Islands
Personality: Bold and playful, she knows no fear of predators for in her home she had none. She has never been alone before now and does not know who to trust. But after a crushing three years alone, treated like a villain by other sylesti, she is willing to take a chance on anyone if it means she will not be alone anymore...
Love: Not ready for love. Not after all that...
Extra: A solid companion for Raka

( Even if she is accepted, I may not add her in until later)

(@Deidriel accepted) At that moment fire spirits egg hatched out came a little ryori with magma runes and flowers on her

Kanakwella's complexion pinked a little bit at his suggestion, her silence was neither consent nor declining, merely indecisive. Likely because a royal stallion had suggested it and subordinating to him was expected. He walked up deliberately and gripped the offending tattered rug in his teeth and gently peeled away until it started ripping like a package. It seemed this was the intent Charzard must've had.

Then the knock on the door and noone had bothered to answer it. "Excuse me princess." He said politely to his betrothed and moved over and opened the door. Face to face with another kelparie stallion who was shivering in the cold? "You two had best come inside and get refreshed." He said looking the two of them over Without water, his lateral lines couldn't make out anything about the kelparie as he made his way in. But his bone density made his hoof clops louder, his tail wasn't nearly as developed as Mermydon's own, yet his wing-fins were quite massive, suggesting this male spends a lot of time out of water. He had a rather odd smell too, more like a bulbori or qitari than a water beast. He figured there would be time to introduce and discuss these things later.

Deidriel was almost shocked at just how readily he and Raka were invited inside, given that at least from where he stood he recognized no one inside.
Raka seemed not to care much about the possible rudeness of their intrusion into what was obviously a party held amongst friends. Quite possibly he had been more bothered by the cold than he had claimed to be, this would not be out of character for Raka anyways.

"Sorry for the intrusion, my companion and I lost track of time and found ourselves in a rather tough spot." Deidriel stepped inside upon the invitation of a handsome blue-green male kelpari, grateful to the strangers now that he was out of the cold.
Stamping the snow from his boots, Deidriel didn't notice Raka had stopped right in front of him and nearly tripped over his tail. "What the!"

VEDIT (I did not realize Diego wasn't here, whoops!)V

Raka was sniffing the air in search of that familiar smell, it did not take long to find its source. "You!" Raka made his way quickly over towards a female kelpari who was at the moment half dressed in torn cloth and with a rather bashful expression on her face, which quickly turned to surprise at being addressed in such a way by a stranger.

Quite aware that they were causing a scene Deidriel hurried after Raka anxious to prevent the stallion from doing anything rash. Calm and quiet as he usually was Deidriel knew all to well how intense Raka could get when he was agitated.

Meir yipped as he swiped a cake. "Meir! I swear I'm going to skin you and wear you as a cloak!" The woman threatened with a shake of a fist. "My lord! Some times I don't know what I will do with that mutt!" setting the cakes aside Hawkeye took a breath. "So...um Harley, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask away." He said, secretly giving Meir a thumbs up. The distraction aloud him to swipe a cupcake himself, which he munched on while Hawkeye spoke.

Meanwhile, Mermydon returned to Kanakwella to continue getting her out of that tattered get up she was in. He thought she would look rather gorgeous with a kelp weave, gossamer gown even at her young age. The distraction was a little costly, as he nipped at the dress again along her neck line he accidentally nipped her!

"Can you keep a secret?" The woman asked avoiding his gaze as she spoke.

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With a devilish smile Hawkeye took a step closer. "Look in your back pocket." If he looked he would find a wrapped present. Upon opening this said package he would find yet another pair of socks these though belonged to Dhuka whom loved to chew socks.