Hey guys! This is Snowfluff - here to say that it is currently 3:59 PM (EDT). In one minute, all entries for the Feather and Snow contest will be locked in.
However, I've decided to extend the time. I will be accepting a couple...and ONLY a couple, of a few last minute entries until 5:00 PM (EDT).
I just want to say thanks to all that entered, and keep your fingers crossed - results will come in about two or three days.
Here's a reminder about the winnings...'cause I've changed it up a bit.
First Place Winner: Their main character will get a major role in the prequel of Secrets and Witnesses. Additionally, the user has a chance of writing a chapter of the prequel.
Second Place Winner: Their main character will get a minor role in the prequel. This user has a chance of writing one POV (Featherstar's or Snowsong's) of the prequel.
Third Place Winner: Their main character will get a mini minor role in the prequel. This user will be able to make up a prophecy that I will be needing for this prequel.
Thanks for entering, and good luck!
P.S. Since I have to include some story content in here - here's a little clip from the beginning of the prequel of Secrets and Witnesses.
Featherpaw's POV
I flatten myself to the ground and slightly part my jaws. A little bit of mouse, a little bit of sparrow...
I yank my head up and get out of my hunter's crouch. What was that?
I part my jaws once more and taste the air. Yep, its still there. A musky and herby smell...also a little sweetness. It almost smells like the nursery.
I flatten into a hunter's crouch once more and warily approach the smell.
Suddenly, I hear a loud growl and a hiss. Unsheathed claws rake my pelt and I fall to the ground, feeling the wounds sting. As I lay there on the ground, waiting for the pain to disappear, I hear several bushes rustling and a quick gasp.
Its a few hours later when I finally am able to stand up again without collapsing. The night air is fresh, and the musky smell has disappeared.