I forgot to put owls on the list of animals my fairy can understand and speak to. Owls, crickets, bats, and spiders (and foxes, although she's too scared of foxes to get close enough to talk to one).

Plus I forgot to say what her wings look like. They are like dragonfly wings, skinny with a spiderweb-looking pattern on them, except while dragonflies' wings are totally clear, hers are a transluscent purple/blue they look lavender under light, and indigo in the dark.

Lilith--

I glanced up at the full moon as I inched my way forward, but its radiance was too bright for me, and I continued to use my hand to shield my eyes as I flew. The reflection of the moon on the lake shined up at me as well, when I flew over it, so I gave up trying to keep my eyes in the dark. My wings moved quickly as I proceeded to approach the hollow tree that was my destination. I shuddered from the cold, and as I approached the Sweetbay Magnolia tree, I smiled. I was finally home, after so long away from the lake, and my isolated hollow, the tree was a welcome sight.

I had been trading with colonies of diurnal (day) fairies, giving them plants and herbs that didn't grow in their brigth meadows. Only here, in my forest, where the trees block out the sun, and the lake is the source of life.

I settled down to sleep in my hollow, and did not dream.

YAY!!!! i am so happy of how many people are doing this,i might just faint!Oh my wings are talll and somewhat skinny with red and green swirls but the base of it is white.

Emily L.,What you do in a RP is you make a bio smiller to mine.Then,you write about your adventures from your fairy's point of view or you can be someone else,telling the story.There are other people on here so if include you in their story,write about both of your advents using the same type of writing you always use.If you are still confused,ask my sister,Analesia,what to do.

Genevieve-Rose--

I was at home,sick with the fairy flu.My Granny came in and gave me tea."Are you feeling better,honey?" she asked."Not really but I want to go outside.Can you tell me about my parents?"I said."Sure.Your mother was a beutiful young girl who always wanted to be outside.I guess that's why you do too!So,every fall she was sad that the trees were losing leaves and the flowers stop the blooming so she made them bloom and put a smile on everyone's faces.She had a lot of fun with her friends and she would sing and dance all day too.When she got married to your dad,she was worried about not going outside but,your dad loved the outdoors too so they went out whenever they could.They were such a happy couple.Now,drink your tea and rest." she said.she kissed me and then said"I love you" and i said "I love you too!"back .She left the room and closed the door.I took a sip of my tea.it tased like strawberries and blueberries,my favorite,and she knows it!I drank my tea and thought about the year my parents died,five years ago,when i was 7.Now the year is 1878 and i miss them.i think of all the fun times i had,and a tear goes down my pale cheek.But then i think of the fun times my granny and I had,Smiling because she still is alive.I finsh my tea and go to sleep.In my dream my granny and I are having fun at the beach.My dream is disturbed about 3 hours later becuse of a loud knock on the front door.

//Brendon//

I jumped off of the branch and shot out behind me. I think that Fayon called out behind me, but I was going too fast to hear what he was saying. I turned a corner and arrived at a small little fairy home, which basically is a hut on a branch. I flew up to door and knocked abruptly. "Genevieve? I need to talk to your grandmother." A drowsy Genevieve opened the door and let me inside. "Thanks." She nods. My wings twitch nervously. Her grandmother walks up to me. "Ah, Brendon, what can I do for you?" I tell her what I saw in the Meadow.

If I join can I be a crepuscular fairy? :)

I love this idea!

Name: Luminesca

Gender: girl

Appearance: long titian hair, blue-silver eyes, creamy white skin, silver wings, and freckles.

Age:16

Other: She glows with light and only comes out after dusk. She can talk to fireflies and lives by herself.

Does anyone know what crepuscular means? If not i'll tell you: ok, so, nocturnal means something lives mostly at night, diurnal means mostly during the day, and crepuscular animals (or fairies) ;) come out mostly at sunrise and sunset, they like the not super dark but not super bright times of day. Can I be a crepuscular fairy? Here's my bio for if I can.....

Name: Danica (which means morning star) :)

Age: 16 fairy years

Appearance: Orange/red hair that comes down to her hips, she always keeps it in a French braid. Light brown eyes. Light skin that is very tan.

Fairy Powers: Can control fire and wind. Can talk to foxes, wolves, owls, most bugs, and snakes. (though she doesn't usually talk to big snakes)

Personality: Kind, but doesn't take critisism well. Very independant; doesn't think she needs anyone's help, ever (even when she actually kind of does).

Other: Lives on her own in an abandoned bird nest in an aspen tree kind of near the lake from Lilith's post. (that ok, "Lilith"?) :)

Definition of CREPUSCULAR

 Admin

That's fine! ;)

~ Luminesca ~

Luminesca lived in a hollow high up near the top branches of a tree. Her home was cluttered with books, which she had been collecting for years.  Most were very old and had been hard to find, for they were scattered throughout the fairies' vast realm.  Luminesca had devoted her life to searching out every book written about the fairies' ancient legends.  They told of the fairies' history, of what had happened in past times.  There were stories of battles won and lost, af golden times for the fairies, and also of queens and kings and the heroes of long ago.  Unfortunately, many volumes had been hidden or lost over the centuries.  Luminesca was just sitting down to a cup of hazelnut tea and acorn biscuits when a firefly rushed into the room.  Luminesca lived by herself, away from other fairies, and received news from the outside world solely through fireflies, which she could communicate with.

I love everyones' stories!  13 Treasures is a really cool book about fairies. It's not your typical story.

Okay, after two tries of writing in first person, I'm going to write in third. Rothenjang Anhui does not like first person.

So... are we in 1878 or now? Because if it's now, I have an idea about fire and elecricity...

-Roth-

Roth crouched in the tree. It was a windy, dark, cloudy night, with nearly no moon to speak of. Roth loved it. There was a way with the world on nights like this, everyone was edgy, more inclined to be angry. Humans didn't pay as much attention. It was easier to steal, and hard to get caught.

He crept toward the house.

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Okay, that didn't go anywhere.