This is UFO--



Despite his dark, mysterious appearance, he's one of the good guys. Here's what happened:

This little fellow lived the life of a typical Hatchling. When he became an adolescent, however, he decided to see the world, including the world outside Sylestia.

So he hitched a ride on the jet stream and began his travels. He had many interesting experiences, but the one that changed his life occurred in a forest in Eastern Europe.

While investigating the forest, he noticed two good-sized human towns that were abandoned. Curious, he began exploring. He eventually found a large number of butterflies and moths who were perching, sitting, and crawling near a large empty building that was in bad shape.

Since the lepidopterans seemed much like himself, the intrepid boy alighted to talk to them. He was horrified to discover that most of them were misshapen, sick, or dying. Those who could speak explained that the area was poisoned by radiation, such that no living creatures could thrive there. They also told him, sadly, that now he, too, had received a fatal dose of radiation.

The young Lunemara didn't feel sick, so he thought he had some time left. He decided to do what he could for the creatures that had no choice but to live near this area. Entering the wrecked building, he picked up a bit of glowing material, which he balanced on his head, and flew away with it.

Up, up he flew, determinedly fluttering his tiny wings until he gained the exosphere, whereupon he hurled the radioactive lump toward the Sun. That one piece of deadly radiation would never sicken a living creature again.

Exhausted, he glided down, down, all the way back to his stall in his Stable . . . where he did not die! As he recovered, he began to laugh at his fears. He wasnt a Lepidopteranhe was a Lunemara, a Sylesti! He could be defeated but could not be killed.

From that day forth, the now-adult Lunemara set himself to patiently cleaning up the worlds radioactive sites. One lump of radiation at a time, he flutters up and up and then throws each bit toward the Sun.

At the start of his self-appointed task, many grateful creatures wished to reward him, and gave him gems and jewelry to wear. He didnt want to say no, but worried the gifts might weigh him down. However, the radiation exposure eventually made him all the colors of deep twilight, which let him go about his work unseen.

Nowadays, all most creatures glimpse of him is a bobbing sparkle, like a will-o-the-wisp, leaving a contaminated site. Or they hear the flutter of dark wings and say to each other, There goes a . . . an Unidentified Fluttering Object!, never realizing that it is a determined Lunemara, making the world just a little bit safer for everyone.

Name: Scallop (or Seashore Lunemara, but I prefer Scallop)



Idea: Sea and seashells.

Backstory: Scallop was discovered living on the seashore when she was very young. Some friendly Sylestians were collecting seashells one day and picked her up by mistake on account of the shape of her wings! She squeaked and flew out of their hands, afraid. They apologized quickly and said "To make it up to you, we will build you a house of seashells tomorrow!" They had heard Seashell Lunemaras were very lucky. She agreed to let them do this and they went their separate ways.. The next day she waited and waited, and finally they came, their hands full of supplies. They put sticks in the ground and glues seashells together for walls, and made her a type of seashell palace. Scallop was very happy with this and decided she wanted to give them something in return. She flew off, buzzing around the beach, until her antennas started to glow brighter and brighter. She dug in the sand for a minute and returned to them, plopping a giant blue shell into an open hand. The shell was so vibrant and entrancing, the Sylestians could barely speak. They gave their thanks and ran off, taking turns holding the brilliant shell.

Her inspiration is the Belladonna Lily. Her name will be Belladonna. The Belladonna Lily, despite how beautiful it is, is very poisonous.

This Lunemara is known as Belladonna, she rules over her garden patch cruelly. To those who wish to reside in her residence, she demands they conform to her colour scheme and obey her without question. Why would anyone want to live in this garden patch? It is revered as the safest place in the entirity of Sylestia for Lunemara. The lilies encourage Lunemara to also become toxic to anything not immune to the Belladonna poison, which renders them safe from predators as well as sylestians. Lunemara never run out of food here. It is a choice, freedom over safety, to live in the lily garden. For undoubtedly, Belladonna is a tyrant.

Blood Moon Lunamara
My inspiration for this lunamara came from the lord of the rings when legolas see a red sunrise and says that there will be a bloody battle that day.

This Lunamara only appears when their is a big battle on a full moon night.It signifies death and despair.If seen avoid at all cost .The Blood moon lunamara has a lupora counterpart along with a morrko counterpart when all 3 meet it signifies the biggest bloodshed in history... the end of the world.
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This lune is inspired by the colors of a dying fire.

In the darkest black of night, a moth fluttered, gleaming orange and red like the frail edges of a fire. Ember fluttered in the darkness, scanning for any sight of any other lune, but nothing. Nothing but the gaping void of night that enveloped the world after sundown. For all of eternity, she would be alone, flying through nothingness as a dying gleam of fire in a doomed world, alone to search constantly for those that had left.

This is Ice



She is inspired by glimmering icicles and snow. She lives in the harsher, colder parts in the world of Sylestia.

On the day she grew her wings, she loved them. Hey, flying is way better than crawling through the snow and suddenly falling at random times. While she was testing her wings out, she spotted a twinkle in the distance. Ooh must be something sparkly. I love sparkly! She thought, and made her way toward it. When she finally got there, she saw that there were icicles hanging from a tree. "Wow! these would look sooo great on my wings!" Then she noticed the time and decided to go to sleep. When Ice woke up, she found out that her wings had turned into icicles and the icicles on the tree had disappeared! Oh my gosh i love them even more! she thinks and flies around in circles, then goes to show her friends.