╭ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮ “ SUGAR-DUSTED LILIES ” . an open tfc litter ╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯ ‧₊˚✩彡 introduction . without any prelude of warning or even despair, a haunting melody echoes through the air. a bird's song lingers somewhere nearby, a haunting lament, a mournful cry. it guides you to a place where night's velvet hangs low, a flower-girdled tree kissed by snow. hidden in the heart of a golden grove, you stumble across a trio of kits in an earthen cove. transfixing the soft scene for the preservation of hope, a moonbeam drifts down in silken smoke. — — ☆ — — ‧₊˚✩彡 welcome . hi everyone !! welcome to sugar-dusted lilies, ferretcloak’s adopted litter. both cass and i are so excited to host this. two out of the three designs are up for applications and we can't wait to see what you all come up with! before you proceed, i just want to credit cass for almost everything here — this is truly her litter, and it's been so amazing to watch her work on this over the past few weeks. she organized everything — i just happen to have the honor of owning ferretcloak, the kits’ mother. — — ☆ — — ‧₊˚✩彡 rules . a. please read through everything before entering !! b. no comment applications — please please please remix your application. it helps us so much in terms of organization and convenience !! c. if you are on either of our grey / black lists, you cannot apply. d. please be a decent person !! this includes no racism, homophobia, sexism, ableism, etc. if you don't end up receiving the kit of your choice, please don't harass the winner or hosts !! be respectful and creative (cw is your fav fruit ^^) e. if the kits need research, please do the research !! additionally, if you'd like to introduce new aspects to a kit, quickly check it over with me and cass beforehand. f. things i'm looking for in applications: dedication and creativity !! things cass is looking for in applications: personality, activity, attachment, and potential ideas! g. if you win the kit please try to keep them for about 30 - 40 moons — preferably longer !! h. you can apply for multiple kits but can only win one. i. for the winners: if you wish to alter the design, ask the designer for permission before doing so. j. any questions or concerns? feel free to ask !! both of us are open for jrps <3 — — ☆ — — ‧₊˚✩彡 ferretcloak and her parenting style . as a parent, this feline is the very embodiment of soft devotion. the way in which she intends to raise these kits is comparable to the way in which dawn lifts mist from a meadow: gently, tenderly, reverently. ferretcloak places incredible emphasis on quiet acts of kindness — sharing warmth, smoothing ruffled fur, humming encouragement into frightened ears. her delicacy threads itself into her morals, meaning that her parenting is more poetry than pattern. she uses her creativity as a tool of connection —> i’m hoping that a tradition she might foster with the kits is that of story-telling; she truly hopes that they will grow up swaddled in myth and melody, learning early that the world, though sharp at its edges, still contains elements of wonder and whimsy. reticence makes her soft-spoken: she rarely scolds, rarely raises her voice, preferring instead to guide with glances and murmurs. even as a mother, i imagine her hiding behind her brood much in the way that shadows soften sunlight. it is not that she is distant — far from it. she would perhaps watch the kits with wide, star-touched eyes, marveling at their tiny discoveries as if each were a miracle she could never have imagined. as mentioned, ferret is not without her flaws, and these shortcomings would most certainly appear in her journey through motherhood. ever the coward, she might freeze before lunging forward in their defense, a fault that plagues her day and night. i don’t think it’s farfetched to consider the kits as her saving grace: through them, she will grow and guide others to do so as well. being pliable and timid, she yields all too easily in conflict — i’m certainly open to exploring what this could mean in terms of manipulation. if a kit were to apply pressure, she would break instantly —> the kits are to a river as ferretcloak is to the soft, willowy reeds. yet it is this very tenderness that becomes her strength: ultimately, she is a sanctuary of softness, a creature with a love so deep that it could either deify or devour her. if her kits will learn anything from her, she wishes for them to forever know what it means to be truly cherished.
‧₊˚✩彡 kits . caterpillarkit — the heavenly heliophage caterpillarkit seems to be woven of the early morning light and ephemerality, a softened sunrise made flesh. her dilute orange fur glows like a newborn sunrise, warm and effervescent. blooming rosettes drift across her pelt like clusters of tiny stars, the kind of celestial freckles one might except to find upon a child of the sun itself. her eyes are not unlike young stars, shimmering with golden-green warmth. there is certainly something heavenly about her — a creature of celestial composure, still marked by the memories of something both holy and horrible. the sun has never hated the earth, it simply refuses to dim itself for the sake of fragile things; much in this way, her beauty is faithful only to its own fire, crowing her in a heat-edged halo. wondrous enough to be worshipped, fickle enough to be feared, she is truth made so sharp it is nigh unbearable. like the sun she mirrors, caterpillarkit carries within her the paradox of radiance: she is both aureate and incendiary. will she bloom or burn? all eyes fixate upon her — until the sky tastes of copper and prayer, blooming with vioIence soft enough to be holy, we will remain beholden to her. (preclaimed by @kismets-) cranberrykit — the dusk-forged ember cranberrykit carries the gravity of twilight atop his shoulders. his dark tortoiseshell coat resembles the shifting veil of oncoming night: molten patches of ember-orange and shadowed black swirl across his back, dying constellations smoldering into oblivion. he is a tenebrous tortoiseshell nebula — a cosmic bruise of smoldering shadows and embers, as though sculpted from the ashes of dying stars. towering above his siblings with a sharp silhouette, his outline is heavy-set and hulking. thick, spiky fur makes him appears as though carved from dusk itself — solid, sharp, a creature shaped by the weight of the horizon. his round build only adds to the impression of a small planet in orbit, heavy with potent power. umbrageous umber eyes peer outward from cavernous depths, steady sentinels of something yet unfinished and intangible. his muzzle is crowed by large, bat-like ears, reminiscent of great wings folded at rest — listening, waiting, absorbing secrets from the crepuscular confusion that cloaks him. cranberrykit is not a star; he is the dense darkness between and around, the glue that holds the universe together. in contrast to the light of his littermates, he is dusk given form: ancient and austere. hydrangeakit — the star-flecked dream hydrangeakit was born from the tender edge of twilight, drifting somewhere between the sky and the earth in that moment where day loosens its hold and the stars begin to stir. her soft grey pelt is brushed with warm orange-brown stripes, like sunrays melting through cloudbanks at the close of day. cream caresses her face and legs, a gentle glow that frames her in a perpetual halo. scattered across her coat are tiny flecks of gold — starlit wishes caught in silken fur, as though the cosmos cradled her close before bestowing her upon the clans. her fur curls delicately around her effeminate features, and her amber eyes burn with a quiet, molten wonder. she looks not unlike a dream shaped into kitten-form, tender and unreachable all at once, a creature who carries the heavens on her back and the glow of a whimsical, warm star in her gaze. she is a vision in dove-gray, a sky reflected in miniature. her presence calls to mind the calmer constellations, the ones sailors trusted to guide them across the darkest of seas; it it much in this way that we turn to her now, regarding her as the harbinger of something heavenly. — — ☆ — — ‧₊˚✩彡 schedule . litter opens: 12 / 24 / 25 litter closes: 1 / 12 / 25 litter results: tbd !! finding roleplay: tbd !! — — ☆ — — ‧₊˚✩彡 form . username :: pronouns :: about you :: previous and current characters :: roleplay experience :: activity :: longevity :: kit you’re entering for :: why are you applying? :: kit’s sexuality / gender :: simplified personality :: detailed personality (opt.) :: jrps (opt.) :: research (if applicable) :: plot / lore ideas (opt.) :: trivia (opt.) :: codewords (litter and tfc) :: other — — ☆ — — ‧₊˚✩彡 afterword . thank you so much for taking the time to read everything !! we’re both so excited to see everyone’s applications and ideas for these darlings !! — — ☆ — — ‧₊˚✩彡 credits . kits designed by @NorthGlens layout made by @kismets- kit descriptions and intro written by @elegist thumbnail by @fleurfabled
