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 Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2026 9:55 pm
  Quote: As the warmth of summer begins to fade and autumn settles in, the harvest season offers a chance to pause, reflect, and appreciate what the warmer months have brought. Your character finds themselves taking part in a seasonal tradition of gratitude. Perhaps they gather with others to create a gratitude tree, crafting little paper leaves and writing down the things they are thankful for: memories from the summer, friendships made, lessons learned, favorite moments, or gifts the land has provided. They might also leave small notes of thanks for the harvest itself, offering appreciation to the plants, animals, land, or people whose work will help carry everyone through the coming winter. But gratitude can take many forms. Maybe they help prepare a communal harvest feast, gathers food for the colder months, or spends the day reflecting on everything that has changed since spring. Perhaps there is someone they are especially grateful for but have never properly thanked. If your character carries too many thoughts and worries, they might find themselves drawn to a bonfire. As the flames crackle against the growing darkness, the fire becomes a place for meditation, balance, and reflection. They might sit quietly beside it, share stories with others, or symbolically let go of something that has been weighing on their soul. How does your character celebrate the turning of the season? What are they grateful for from the warm months, and what do they hope to carry with them into winter? Options that will count for the Prompt:Gratitude Tree: What leaves would your character add?
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2026 9:58 pm
The warmth of summer faded more and more over the days passing by. Fall had fallen upon them all, then after fall came winter. And after winter? Spring ! Glorious, wondrous spring ! But now was not the time to get excited for spring. That was still a good time away from being here. For now there were the festivities of the current season to partake in. And so many little friends to join her in it all. "Listen up my little lovelies, we're going to work on a Gratitude Tree together." Zahra would happily proclaim as she used some of her wood powers to summon up some vines. Zahra and her friends watched as the vines all tangled and contorted together to shape up a cute little tree shape. "We'll write on these little leafs and stick them to the little vine branches! Then we'll leave this here as a gift to the land and nature itself." "Sounds delightful Zahra!" Melina would chirp out as she grabbed herself a leaf to write on after passing out leafs to everyone else. The little group of friends each had their own leafs now. Though Zahra looked around, wondering if she could find someone else to join ~ Word Count: 203
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2026 11:19 pm
Balach had been walking along through the forest, the turning colors and shifting hues surrounded him, he being the one black blotch amongst all of it. Fall was here and his reflections of the bast summer was filled with memories of trying to stay cool in all the blasted heat. Balach didn’t have friends, he was a loner but not really by choice. He did enjoy his solitude to an extent and he had thought about building a bonfire when he happened upon voices not too far. He moved toward the sound of chirping voice, black ears were forward with curiosity. He knew ponies celebrated the harvest season in their own ways and perhaps this time, will try something different. He did enjoy gazing into a bonfire and allowing his mind to reflect but this year he didn’t want to be alone for once. His black form broke from the shroud of the reddened forest as he came into view not far from them. There was a rather fetching pony and her little friends creating and filling a gratitude tree, an act he had never participated in, largely due to always being completely alone. Today is his chance to try something new and maybe even make a friend out of it… but how? He hadn’t thought this far, as to how he would approach or break the ice. Would it be rude for him to just show up and say I want to join? Probably if it’s worded like THAT he thought to himself. They don’t know him, they might not want a stranger inviting themselves.. invite… That it! Finally the right words came to him and he slowly approached them, his dark gaze was mysterious and there was something worn feeling about his presence. He spoke to the beautiful pony he had came across and her tiny friends too, his voice was naturally very deep but was almost like black crushed velvet if one were to compare a sound to a texture. “ Good afternoon. Mind if I joined you guys?” Word count: 342
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2026 12:01 am
Right as she had turned her head the other way, a voice caught her attention and she looked right at him. A bright smile came to her muzzle right away ! How delightful ! this was exactly what she had been hoping for! Though it had felt silly that she had hoped it would happen like this - Nonetheless! "Hello hello! Please do join us! We'd love it ! A new friend in the making, yes?" Zahra was absolutely ecstatic! Excited! Elated ! All the words that started with the letter 'E' that could possibly mean happy and so on. "I am Zahra! And you?"Word Count: 100 Total: 303
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2026 5:58 am
She was so pretty, so alive and Balach had to take a breath a moment because her happiness that he was there to join them made a confusing set of emotions stir in him. He couldn’t help it, she was infectious and he couldn’t help but smile and it looked good on him too. Funny how one like her would be excited to have a mass murderer celebrate gratefulness with her and her little group of small friends. He nodded, his dark teal eyes peering from black silky strands of forelock that here and there hung on wither side of his twisted horn. “Yes! Friends indeed! I am Honored to meet you Zahra, I am Balach.” His voice was deep and plush in a way as he introduced himself with a rather polite dip of his head. He then walked over, being a very large individual only made her small friends look smaller. He offered a nose toward her fawn, he’d not seen one and it looks so soft. For all the blood on his hooves so to say, he has a big gentle streak. What should he be greatful for tho.. His mind began to ponder. 201 words 543 total
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2026 6:46 am
That goes to show one never knows who they may be speaking to. But at this very moment, Zahra did not have a single care in the world. the deep voiced individual was now a friend in her eyes! And she could only hope it would remain that way.
The Fawn, Little Darling, shied away from the large stranger before them all. A shy creature by nature only made shyer bu the presence of a stranger. With a little noise, the fawn hid its face in Zahra's side. Such an action got a little giggle from the mare.
"That's Little Darling. A bit of a shy one, you see. Hopefully you'll at least get to hear a hi from my friend later. Do not be saddened too much if you do not get a hello, though. And hopefully we are still graced with a writing on a leaf from this precious one." A gentle nudge to the fawn.
"I will at least say hi !" Melina zips over with a smile on her face! "Hello Balach! We are glad to have you with us for this gratitude tree. The little bird handed over a leaf for him to use. "Once we all do that we will attach it to this little tree Zahra made !"
"My my ~" The fox spoke next, giving a little chuckle. "Always so eager to meet someone new, Zahra. Careful, one day you may very well meet the wrong one someday. Hopefully, today is not that day."
The mare gave a dramatic roll of her eyes and looked to Sakura. "Being a little cryptic there, Sakura. And what a way to say hello to our new friend Balach here."
Once more the little fox companion gave a little chuckle before turning their attention back to the gratitude leaf.
Word count:300
Total: 603
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2026 7:04 am
Balach wasn’t dishearted by the shy little fawn, the way she hid was adorable and it brought a warmth to his face as he lifted his head up to give the shy little thing some space. He opened his mouth as if to speak, a smile curling the corners of his mouth when Melina zipped up to say hi, his ears were lifted, his eyes had a warm glint to them, dark as they were in color and he did get out a word or two as the bird chirped instructions and handed him a leaf “Thank you” He took the leaf and turned his head back, tucking it in his mane for the time being. The fox spoke and the words were more accurate than most would think. “Sakura is wise” Balach made mention as he looked to Zarah, his eyes follow the butterflies she has dancing around her flowers a moment as he speaks again. “What are you going to put on your leaf Zarha?” He was uncertain of what he would put on his. What was he grateful for? How is he blessed? Perhaps what she will put will give him ideas. A lone black blot in the world doesn’t usually contemplate what they are grateful for, but he wants to give it a go! Word count 220 763 total
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2026 7:32 am
"Sakura is a wise little fox, that they are." Zahra nods in agreement. "I am, yes. Thank you ~""And proud of it too. Would not have them any other way though ~"Now she paused to ponder. What will she write on her leaf? Something cliche, probably. Like being grateful for all the friends she has been able to meet and make. Or all the fun times she has had since appearing here. It had not even been a full year for her and yet she has had so many experiences to share, all so good and light hearted in nature. Kind of makes her wonder when the bad would happen, if ever. Or was she simply blessed with all the good coming her way? Ah ! Not something to really dwell on, huh? She shakes her head at herself and starts to scribble on her leaf. "Well, you may giggle at how cliche it is, but I am going to write in fine print how grateful I am for all the friends I have met and made in such a short amount of time. I can only hope to make many, many, many more as more time passes by, you know?"Word count: 200 Total: 703
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2026 3:51 pm
He has a strange newness to how he experiences things around him, the fox of wisdom, the bird of happiness, the fawn of shyness, his mind worked so cryptically, so strange.
Zahra to him represented Life, the one thing he drew and slew from everyone and everything living he met. He even trampled flowers at some point, but found that to be much less satisfying and for some reason the darn things grew back even stronger and taller. She reminds him of how life should be… beautiful but with claws.
As she explained and wrote he took his leaf from his mane, and laid it down. He stared at it, the way the fibers move and the veins weave and he thought.
What am I thankful for… the summer was hot this year and it wasn’t exactly fun.. …. The more he thought the deeper into himself and the past summer. Then he realized.
He lifted his dark teal eyes and looks at Zahra, just his eyes with his head still down and ready to write. A strange smile crossed his muzzle from around a dark pen from between his ebony soft lips.
Without saying anything he looked back to his leaf and began to write one word. He could write and he did well enough job so the word was big and easily seen.
It was going on a tree after all~
Done and ready he waited for Zarah to finish hers, picking up his leaf and eating silently and still, he exuded a calm presence, like a sea of blood going still like glass.
Word count 266
Total 1029
[quote”Mountain DewCookie”]
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2026 3:59 pm
The silence does not go unnoticed by her, but silence is serene in its own right.
And so she wrote just as her animal companions did, and one by one the little companions attached their leafs to the makeshift tree Zahra had made from vines. Soon all that was left was their leafs.
"Well? What did you write, Balach?" She asks as she attaches her leaf to the little tree, her gaze scanning over the other ones already on the tree so that she could read what her friends had written.
It looked as though they were all thankful for the same thing, just about. Which made Zahra giggle.
Word Count: 109
Total: 812
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2026 5:01 pm
He wasn’t the type to embarrass, he wouldn’t blush of feel sheepish about what he wrote, there was always an up front honesty with Balach.
His deep eyes watcher and her friends and he felt the beginnings of something, could it be.. joy?
When she asked he only kept the same smile and walked up next to Zahra, his body inches from hers and simple answered by placing his leaf stem first onto the tree, right next to hers.
It said one word, written in a dark substance
Zahra
He watched as she gazed over the others notes of friendship, of happiness.
And he too felt part of something better, something… dare he think it, good.
He finally responded what he wrote, which may also sound like him calling her.
“Zahra”
Word count 131
Total 1160
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