Lil' Chicken & Moggie (Open Adopt)

Kia Name: Falcon

It started on a miserable afternoon in the thick brush. Rain was coming down sideways, turning the earth into slick, heavy mud. Falcon was just trying to push through the undergrowth, brown coat soaked and speckled with dirt, when a sudden rustle under a bramble bush stopped them cold.

Inside the tangled vines sat a tiny, pale creature—scruffy white fur plastered to its sides, small winged back twitching nervously. It looked like a stray kitten that had sprouted bat wings by mistake. The little Moggie bared its teeth with a low, pathetic hiss, curling its curled tail tightly over its back.

The Kiamara didn’t move. They just sank down low onto all fours, letting their heavy tail rest in the mud to lower their silhouette.

"Hey there," Falcon grunted calmly, voice low and gravelly over the rain.

The tiny thing flinched, pink-tinted wings flaring just enough to show it meant business. Or tried to, anyway. Its ears flat against its head, those bright red eyes tracked every shift of the Kiamara's reddish mane.

Instead of reaching out, the patient Kiamara waited. Ten minutes passed. Then twenty. The rain didn't slow down, and neither did the standoff. Finally, the Kiamara reached into a pack, pulled out a small piece of dried meat, and tossed it into the mud halfway between them. Then took two big steps back.

The Moggie sniffed the air, its fluffy pinkish paws twitching. It shot a skeptical glare at the giant brown creature, crept out on trembling legs, grabbed the meat, and scrambled right back into the thorns.

Falcon chuckled, a rumble low in their chest. They didn't push it. They just sat back, letting the rain soak through their coat while the little creature ate.

By the third piece of meat, the Moggie didn't run back into the bush. It chewed slowly, watching the Kiamara with wide, curious eyes. When Falcon finally held out a open palm—muddy, scarred, and still—the little winged creature didn't hiss. It sniffed the damp fur, let out a tiny, high-pitched chirp, and rubbed the side of its face right against the Kiamara's paw.

From that rainy afternoon on, they were a package deal. Walking side by side, matching stride for stride, red eyes locked on whatever lay ahead.

2026-09-07 17:16:40

Kia name: Henrietta

The wind was calm and the forest was silent as something approached with the loud thud of paws. A kia emerged from the trees and was running when a portal appeared out of nowhere. The kia didn't have much time to think about what it was before they got sucked up into the strange rift.

I decided to follow, curiosity got the better of me. I was transported to a strange new world, possibly realm? I've heard about the portals before from travellers, no one knows how or why they appear but they seem to target specifically kiamaras.
The kia and I landed in a forest of sorts, the trees and bushes were a Cerulean colour compared to the usual green colored leaves and brown trunks.

"Where am I?" The kia sounded confused as they rubbed their forehead. "What happened?"

I quickly hid in one of the cerulean bushes, hoping the kia wouldn't find me. I continued to watch them, someone must know where we are. However, no one was around and the poor lost kiamara started to get desperate. They walked for what seems like ages, I followed keeping a distance.

It wasn't long until the kia stopped and sat down by a tree, their head tucked into their knees, they started to silently cry before letting out some louder sobs. "I'm lost.. an.. and... I..I don't... know....wh....where I...am."

I thought about going closer to them but changed my mind. I decided to keep my distance so I backed up a bit. Crunch!
Uh oh... has my cover been blown? I could only hope the kia hadn't noticed me.

"Oh.... are you lost too?" The kia wiped their tears with their hand. "I'm lost. I was running away from my life, I wanted a fresh start but not like this. I dreamt of having a little cottage out in the country."

I just stared at them, of all my time, no one has noticed me. Ever. I hear news from the trees, hidden from sight but always up to date as I listen to the travellers who pass by my forest. I wasn't used to having any attention at all, I don't know what to do.

"I just don't know what to do. I've tried finding anyone but I can't. You're the only one I have found." Honestly, at least we both don't know what to do but that's not helpful at all. "My name is Henrietta, would you like to be my friend? Maybe we could figure out this world together." Henrietta said with such kindness in her voice.

Now, this is my time to decide, to continue a life of solitude or something different. I chose to have a friend, I walked slowly to the kia, "My name is moggie." I have no idea if they can understand me or not but I'm excited for the adventures we are going to have together.

2026-09-06 01:48:59

Form will be here! I might tweak / change things over time but it’s here :3

https://docs.google.com/document/d/15x8Qkm3aqjWdErHqyzmGWdwExv02zMItfxgJEgqr6aw/edit?usp=drivesdk

2026-08-30 20:01:13