the woodlands ;; fawntalia rp

[zombles]

Ludwig / location: forest / tagged: Gilbert

Ludwig hadn't purposely meant not to ignore Gilbert, but he was lost in his own musings and occasionally muttering something inaudible under his breath. It took him a couple second to register that the albino had spoken, and decide it was just better not to say anything at all. His small little home appeared on the horizon, one hand extending into his bag to pull out the keys.

[lukas_stop]

o| Feliciano | Male | Fawn | Form | Tags: Lovino |o

"Oh that..." Feliciano looked away. "It was just a hunter nothing else" His expression lit up again upon finishing his sentence. If there was one thing Feli hated talking about, it was the hunters. It was always a touchy subject for him, since most of his blood-line had been killed by them.

[canadianhowl]

Matthew Williams | Mood; calm | Location; Forest | Hunger; 90/100 | Health; 97/100 | Tags; Alfred

"I know it's odd that I want to be around some one who just wanted to kill me a few minutes ago but really, your the closest thing I ever got to a friend. No one really cares about me anymore." Matthew explained while looking at the ground. "Well, take your time, come find me when you decide and make a different sound instead of a 'im coming to kill you'." Matthew added on as he looked back up at Alfred. The fawn then turned around and started to head back into the forest's depths.

OCC; I have Arthur open

[vacant.]

Alfred F. Jones||Hunter||In the forest||Form||Tags; Matthew

Everything was happening so quickly in his eyes that he didn't register that Matthew as walking away. Soon reality harshly slapped him in the face before he started to run after the fawn. " Wait! " he shouted before grabbing the males arm and yanking him backwards. " Don't go yet. "

Antonio Fernández Carriedo||Fawn||In the forest||Form||Tags; Maria

Antonio mumbled something along the lines of 'it's fine' when the albino said sorry. He faintly nodded when his wound was mentioned. " How had does it look? " he asked quietly as he looked up at her.


((Crappy post))

[RexAraneo]

name: Maria| age: Twenty-six | gender: Female | link

Maria looked at him and said "it's not to terribly bad, chat I don't recommend using zat arm for some time. You got lucky, it didn't hit the bone". She sat down beside him, hair now draped around her shoulders, a worried look on her face. " how bad does it hurt?"

[zombles]

Ivan / location: woods, near the village / tagged: open

Longing for some type of interaction and mostly being slightly socially deprived, Ivan ventured out from the foliage he had been lounging in to travel into the ominous woodlands. Humans were certainly interesting, and the Russian dawn longed to encounter one of them and see how they ticked. Their inventions were intriguing, not to mention their hornless heads and etc. where somewhat disappointing, nevertheless, he still longed to know more about their species. Taking cautious steps on his hooves, the older fawn emerged into a clearing just to head down near the village. He was silently wishing to possibly run into another fawn, and or a human. Though he wasn't the best at holding conversations, it was nice to try every now and again.

[canadianhowl]

Matthew Williams | Mood; calm | Location; Forest | Hunger; 90/100 | Health; 97/100 | Tags; Alfred

The fawn flinched at the sudden grab of his arm and turned his head around. "What is it?" He asked in his usual soft and gentle voice. Matthew grabbed Alfred's arm that was holding his and got it off him before turning around and facing the hunter once again. His purple eyes shined at Alfred in curiosity as he awaited on what Alfred had to say.

OCC; I have Arthur open

[zombles]

[ bumpers! ]

[Paul Stamets]

Gilbert didn't enjoy being ignored, but upon seeing the house appear into view he stopped following, growing silent as he hung back. He definitely didn't want to go any closer to there. His eyes lingered on the blond-haired hunter before he turned around and began trotting back into the forest.

Lovino just quietly nodded his head to that, not elaborating on it. "Ah." he said, starting to detail out fur over the deer half of Feliciano. He didn't have any colors with him, so he'd have to do with just shades of grey. After a few more minutes, he had a pretty decent sketch of the fawn, and moved up to finish in the details of his face. "You haven't run yet."

[zombles]

Ludwig turned his head just a little bit to cast a glance at the albino fawn, "Don't come back." He said, breaking the silence of the forest. Their eyes lingered for a moment longer, waiting to see Gilbert turn and head his way back into the forest. Finally, a break. Inhaling with the quietest grunt he could utter, the blond German inserted the keys into the door, pushing it open and closing it behind him. His home had always smelled musty, but now it smelt stronger than normal. He couldn't let Gilbert's words get to him— perhaps because it smelled musty because he was living in the past, perhaps the world didn't need hunters anymore, perhaps the world had already moved on and had forgotten the village and Ludwig into the faded annals of history.