#Keonin Caniss

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hi hi these are really fun to make

#fevur drawing #Acapha DiCese #Avonis Llabel #Expyno Dioxal #Keonin Caniss #Omnius Dioxal #Ptillo Uyilst #Rutaci Faurux

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Nyctea for the world building meme if he’s not been done already?

B A S I C S

full name: Nyctea Beldon

gender: Male

sexuality: Bisexual

pronouns: He/Him

O T H E R S

family: Elnric Vitson, Pidge, The Forsaken

birthplace: Alternia

job: Self Employed

phobias: N/A

guilty pleasures: Blood Wine

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert: Extrovert

organized/disorganized: Organized

close minded/open-minded: Open-Minded

calm/anxious: Calm

disagreeable/agreeable: Agreeable

cautious/reckless: Cautious

patient/impatient: Patient

outspoken/reserved: Reserved

leader/follower: Leader

empathetic/unemphatic: Empathetic

optimistic/pessimistic: Optimistic

traditional/modern: Traditional(?)

hard-working/lazy: Hard Working

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

flush: Ptillo Uyilst

pale: Keonin Caniss

ashen: N/A

pitch: REDACTED

#Nyctea Beldon

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Out of Heart

Children of Solstice ch. 3

PREV: Ch 2

Character(s): Hyanna Kekkel, Casitt Resshi (@mageofspacemultiverse), Keonin Caniss

About: After a battle has left Casitt worse for wear, Hyanna finds help from a stranger in the woods.

Word Count: 1,176

Two giant hyena puppies padded their way through a thick forest, but only one of them seated two Trolls of different statures. One was the Purpleblood Hyanna with sweat beading on her brows and exhaustion weighing heavy around her eyes. In either hand she held the reigns of both dogs, steering one while leading the other. Tied to her and the puppy was the Limeblood Casitt, who was worse for wear and barely conscious. Despite Hyanna’s warnings, run-ins with hostile Trolls and drones were finally getting the better of him; now, an infection ran deep through his leg and there were too many cuts and gashes on his body to count.

The four of them had been traveling to the coastal region this side of Alternia, but had found nothing of the sort yet-- lost and no thanks to maps with faded translations. Now, they were wandering the forest, recovering from their last fight with a couple of miners they had tried to rob. It surprisingly wasn’t an easy fight; Casitt had gotten the brunt of it and the battle was only won when Hyanna fell asleep mid-fight, activating her voodoos and brutally killing them. They had gotten their prize and more, but at a heavy cost.

On the bright side, the pups-- Barnum and Bailey-- picked up on the scent of other Trolls. It was a risk, but whatever bunch of Trolls were around might be able to help Casitt. Hyanna hoped so, anyway; they didn’t have the best track record for running into friendly locals. Not that they were entirely friendly, either.

Eventually the forest began to thin out a bit and reveal in the distance a rather large hive. Hyanna’s eyes widened at the sight; rarely having seen something so large and full of splendor. The closest she’s come to experience has been the arena-church she grew up in, where it became sparse for her to explore its intricate structures in great detail. She wondered about what kind of Troll may be living there, if there were many or only one. It had to be a Highblood, no other caste could afford such a thing.

This made chances of finding help slim. Highbloods were more often than not pretentious, and if they saw Casitt’s true color then they could both of their lives right then and there. But did they have a choice? Casitt could die either way; it was up to Hyanna to pick the lesser of two evils, and the lesser evil was to hope that someone was kind enough to spare him over letting him suffer in misery.

“There’s a hive up ahead,” Hyanna murmured to the unconscious Limeblood. “You’ll be okay, buddy.”

Suddenly Bailey’s ears perked and he paused, and quickly after his brother mirrored. Hyanna frowned, running her hand through Barnum’s mane, “What is it, boy? What do you hear?”

Bailey barked, and with a wagging tail dashed off into the wilderness, and Barnum, ever so excited to mirror Bailey’s lead, followed. Hyanna lurched forward when Barnum began to run, kicking her heals in and pulling on the harness, her heart falling to her stomach in shock and panic. “Hey boy! Hey easy! Listen, stupid!” She tried reaching back and holding onto Casitt, fearing that he would fall from the two hyenas’ racing. She saw something slip from his pocket, but from the stress of the dogs and the sick boy she paid it little mind.

The pups dashed into a heavily wooded part of the forest, where the trees were denser and grasses turned into jungles of ferns, wild flowers, and varied herbs beyond Hyanna’s understanding. Thankfully, the two pups began to slow and sniff around the ground. Hyanna still wrestled with Barnum’s harness, but Bailey was a further ways a head and seemed to soon be occupied with something. Something that could giggle and talk back to it.

Hyanna finally managed to get Barnum under control and calmed. She squinted in Bailey’s direction, then whistled for him to come back. Whistling was a bit of a difficult task for her, what with her teeth being as large and packed as they are, but with a few attempts Bailey understood and bounded towards his charges.

When Bailey had moved out of the way, Hyanna finally could see what it was the two puppies had been chasing after. A very skinny Troll was sitting on the ground with her wrists supporting her; no doubt Bailey had knocked her over. She had wild, feathery hair with a strange shine to it that nested two curved horns, and her eyes matched the coat she was wearing: a brilliant shining red. She looked up Hyanna and Casitt and the two young but giant hyenas with a kind and amused smile on her face. Hyanna wondered why Barnum and Bailey had been drawn to her, but still she dipped her head and offered a quick apology.

“I’m sorry, they’re still learning. Are you okay?”

“Oh, don’t worry about me. It was a friendly surprise, is all.” The red Troll’s eyes lingered on Hyanna for a moment, then to the other troll bound to her. Her brows furrowed, and Hyanna took this as an opportunity.

“Yeah, um, can you help us? My friend is sick and hurt, he’s not doing too well.”

The other Troll pushed herself to her feet and paced towards them. Barnum’s tail began to wag quickly, but Hyanna pulled on Barnum’s harness trying to keep him from becoming too excited to sit still. The woman in red approached Casitt, placing her hand on his forehead to check his temperature and immediately pulling back with a cringe. She looked over him, noticed the bandaged injuries stained in bright green, and her eyes widened in recognition. She nodded firmly, “Yes, we can help. My moirail and matesprit lives in the hive up there. My moirail will give you shelter and my matesprit is a doctor, and I and my pack will do our best, too.”

Hyanna brightened at the news, “Oh! Oh thank you.” She settled herself and Casitt so that there was more room on the saddle. “Get on, we can ride there.”

The other Troll seemed hesitant to climb aboard the canine, but a quick glance at Casitt as a reminder spurred her on. She wrapped herself around Casitt, helping to keep him onto the beast more securely. Hyanna did a motion with the leash, and was able to successfully pull Barnum into the lead once again with Bailey trying to get another sniff at the stranger close behind them.

“Cute lusii. What are their names?”

“Barnum and Bailey,” Hyanna answered, tugging at Barnum to prompt him to slip into a run.

“Yours?” Asked the stranger, raising her voice over the heavy pattering of paw steps and excited puppy panting.

Hyanna hesitated, then called over her shoulder, “Hyanna. That right there is Casitt.” The stranger nodded and said nothing in return, which made Hyanna yell back, “So who are you?”

“Keonin. You’ll want to take a left up here.”

#Hyanna Kekkel #Keonin Caniss #Misery Loves Company #fevur writing #Children of Solstice

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Hey Keonin how have things been going lately?

Keonin's ear flicked, showing that she heard you, but her focus seemed to be elsewhere. Her eyes were wide and round, anxious and expecting; her heart pounded in her ears, she couldn't hear the comforting murmurs of her matesprit as he walked her through the process. Two cocoons, rich in teal and red, were moving, twitching. She couldn't remember the last time she witnessed something like this.

It took her back to a night of old, roaring with fire and rife with the shouts of angry Trolls. Innocent lives were taken just so they could take hers. But they never did.

She was shaken from her thoughts when she felt Nyctea's hand on her shoulder. Keonin looked up at him. She hadn't realized she had been crying until the Purpleblood wiped the tears away from her face. "Your children need you," he murmured, then nodded to the cocoons Selene was checking over. She blinked up at him affectionately, then turned and hovered by Selene's side.

The walls of the cocoons shifted, and Keonin could see a little hand beginning to poke through the slips. Selene began gently pulling at the parts of the walls that were dead and peeled away to widen the hole the grubs-- no, wrigglers-- were trying to climb through. Then, the hole was wide enough to peer inside, and Keonin's breath caught in her throat.

Beautiful red eyes, looking up at her, already glistening with tears and his brows furrowed in stress. He had the curved horns of an Amrida, and the iconic hair swoop to boot. The grub had turned out to be a beautiful little boy with a round face and a gap between his teeth. "Anxsos," Keonin sighed, relieved. The kid recognized her voice and offered her a shy smile.

"Hi..."

She helped him climb out and immediately wrapped a blanket around him. Nyctea set to work helping to clean the child of cocoon goop. The goop made the room have a feint unpleasant smell, but nobody complained as they helped the two boys move on to their next phase of life.

The next to emerge was the Dioxal, with long messy hair and a curious spark to his eyes. Selene held the walls apart as Keonin helped him out, "Khodia."

"Congratulations!" Nyctea's smile was wide as he helped to clean Khodia, too. "Should I get Kulsot and Omnius on the phone?"

"Let's find them some clothes first, and some food," Selene said with a nod.

"Oh, of course! Everything's already prepared," there was a sheepish smile dancing on the dragon's lips, "I've been waiting for this."

"Oh, thank you! I'll start checking them over for any unexpected complications, then you can show them their clothes and make the call. Keonin, could you get them food?"

"Of course," Keonin still had both boys near her, and there was a part of her that didn't want to be apart from them for even a minute. Her heart went out to them, enveloping them in a metaphorical embrace. She knew she would love them no matter what, though this love had rooted her in place.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Keonin blinked and glanced at Selene. Though half of his face was hidden behind his medical mask, she could see how concerned he was by the pull of his brow and the look in his eyes. She leaned into him and planted a kiss on his temple, "Yes. Never better, love." There was a brief flicker of doubt in his eyes, though Selene knew better than to question it right now.

With a deep breath, she forced herself to let go of the children and make herself useful in the kitchen. Everything felt like such a blur, like she wasn't even there. As she prepared the very first meals these freshly pupated Trolls would have, a smile spread across her face. Though nervous at first, over time pure joy replaced the anxiety of memories.

"Anxsos Amrida and Khodia Dioxal," she said to herself, "Welcome home."

#Keonin Caniss #Keonin asks #Keonin ic #Paradigm Shift #Puppy Love #Nyctea #Selene #Anxsos Amrida #Khodia #hatching #cocoon

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an interesting thought

Tikani doesn't have a title outside of her very old and and extinct profession. she used to be known as Pacifier Tikani or Pacifier Caniss because... that was just a job title when limes were still legal to exist! so technically, Tikani doesn't *really* have a title, because she's not working as a Pacifier anymore.

Keonin on the other hand has two whole titles from two different reputations.

and I think the concept of descendant having titles but ancestor having none is neat since its usually backwards

#muntalks #Tikani Caniss #Keonin Caniss

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ya know what would be fucked up

if it was keonin's DNA that got put into the Werecrow project

imagine having your shifter/shadow dropper abilities taken away from you only for it to be put into a bio-weapon

#not sure if ill make it canon in my lore but im || close in doing it #muntalks #Werecrow #Keonin Caniss

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sits here

It's not easy for Keonin to secure a concupiscent quadrant; her first love died a long, long time ago and in a way she never got over him. Additionally, Keonin puts others far above herself, and usually does not invest romantic interest in someone even if she may find them attractive. She's more prone in adopting someone as family than she is searching for romance from that person. It's also not very in character of her to invest sexual attraction to strangers either, and doesn't really do hook-up culture, much preferring to have an emotional bond with the person in question before pailing with them. ...But she doesn't invest in romantic or sexual interest very often, as stated.

Which leads me to the thoughts I've been struggling with.

Keonin has never submitted a bucket. Therefore she does not have a descendant. Keonin also does not form such attraction to people very easily, barring her still from having a descendant.

Thing is I would -like- to give her a descendant and revamp a character in the process. But it doesn't really make sense with the information that I have of her.

ALSO I want her to have ships! But she does not make this easy! She WANTS romantic relationships! But! She doesn't feel that zing most of the time!

#Keonin Caniss #muntalks #ive ALWAYS struggled finding ships for her #and its not that people arent interested its just that shes not XD

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Mmm Keonin has a very strong sense of smell leftover from when she could shift, but she does not like using it to track anyone down, since in her childhood she was used as a personal hunting hound

She'll track someone down if she has to! But some of her own skill sets remind her of bad times.

#Keonin Caniss #muntalks

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this would technically make keonin werecrow's mom, if i wanna be silly

well, the mother of the mold at least, but still

congrats keonin you finally have a descendant and its an amorphous lab-made abomination. abomination(s), actually. theres more than one werecrow out there.

#mun talks #Werecrow #Keonin Caniss #Zillycrow #Artilleron

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Blorbo Bleebus sheet for Keonin? :0

#Keonin Caniss #blorbo meme

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babies,,,

#Farlow Faurux #Keonin Caniss #fevur drawing

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Keonin I love you huge fan

"I'm not sure what there is to be a fan of, but I appreciate your sentiments anyway, and it is much returned."

#Keonin Caniss #Keonin asks

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“The fA<eless Are At it AgAin...”

#Keonin Caniss #Keonin musings

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He turns into a (usually very grumpy) borzoi!

"Is that so?! We are a lot more similar than I thought, then!"

#Keonin Caniss #Keonin asks

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Just warning you there’s a solid like 50% chance he’ll be shifted when you meet him, Keonin. Poor guy has 0 control of it.

"Oh, that's quite alright. If he's willing to listen, I may be able to coach him through it. May I ask what his form is?"

#Keonin Caniss #Keonin asks

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Here's hoping you can find the poor fella first, Keonin. You know how your boys tend to be when new shifters pop up in the territory, especially mutant ones.

"Have more faith in them than that, nearly the entire pack are mutants. And if any one of my pups desire to harm a Troll in need, then this pack is not fit for them."

She seems offended.

#Keonin Caniss #Keonin asks