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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by Night Troubles » Sun Dec 18, 2016 11:42 am
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by Ammy2-56 » Wed Dec 21, 2016 10:39 am
Ammy2-56 wrote:Alina
She snapped it in approximate halves with her jaws and gave him the smaller one, even if he decided not to eat it. She herself ate her piece more slowly than the hare, but still relatively quickly compared to her usual eating pace. After finishing, she licked her chops, satisfied, and turned to Lost, smiling. "Thank you."
Eyes shift in myriad hue,
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by Ammy2-56 » Thu Dec 22, 2016 10:47 am
Ammy2-56 wrote:Ammy2-56 wrote:Alina
She snapped it in approximate halves with her jaws and gave him the smaller one, even if he decided not to eat it. She herself ate her piece more slowly than the hare, but still relatively quickly compared to her usual eating pace. After finishing, she licked her chops, satisfied, and turned to Lost, smiling. "Thank you."
Eyes shift in myriad hue,
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x
x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path.
You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time
for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating
up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
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up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by waggy » Thu Dec 22, 2016 11:18 am
Lost smiled ast her eating,''no problem,dear.'' he grinned,with a little sigh.He looked outside as he saw a little pup descovering his powers,it lit some of the forest far away on fire,he smiled bigger as he reminded himself of his pups.
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by Ammy2-56 » Fri Dec 23, 2016 6:13 am
Alina
Another small kick sent mild pain twinging through her swollen belly again and she chuckled softly, rising and stretching. She gave Lost a loving look and padded outside, a mild breeze sweeping through her fur; it was a positively gorgeous morning. The breeze would be fun to soar upon, and she opened her muzzle to begin summoning her wings, but then thought of her unborn kits. If she exerted herself too much, they would be in danger, and if she crashed... well... it was highly unlikely she would (she was very skilled at controlling herself in the air at this point), but even worse things might happen to both her and the kits. With a quiet sigh, she turned and looked towards her flank, nosing it slightly before looking back out towards the world.
(Not an issue!)
Another small kick sent mild pain twinging through her swollen belly again and she chuckled softly, rising and stretching. She gave Lost a loving look and padded outside, a mild breeze sweeping through her fur; it was a positively gorgeous morning. The breeze would be fun to soar upon, and she opened her muzzle to begin summoning her wings, but then thought of her unborn kits. If she exerted herself too much, they would be in danger, and if she crashed... well... it was highly unlikely she would (she was very skilled at controlling herself in the air at this point), but even worse things might happen to both her and the kits. With a quiet sigh, she turned and looked towards her flank, nosing it slightly before looking back out towards the world.
(Not an issue!)
Eyes shift in myriad hue,
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x
x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path.
You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time
for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating
up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by Ammy2-56 » Sat Dec 24, 2016 2:58 am
Ammy2-56 wrote:Alina
Another small kick sent mild pain twinging through her swollen belly again and she chuckled softly, rising and stretching. She gave Lost a loving look and padded outside, a mild breeze sweeping through her fur; it was a positively gorgeous morning. The breeze would be fun to soar upon, and she opened her muzzle to begin summoning her wings, but then thought of her unborn kits. If she exerted herself too much, they would be in danger, and if she crashed... well... it was highly unlikely she would (she was very skilled at controlling herself in the air at this point), but even worse things might happen to both her and the kits. With a quiet sigh, she turned and looked towards her flank, nosing it slightly before looking back out towards the world.
(Not an issue!)
Eyes shift in myriad hue,
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x
x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path.
You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time
for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating
up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by Ammy2-56 » Sun Dec 25, 2016 4:25 am
Ammy2-56 wrote:Ammy2-56 wrote:Alina
Another small kick sent mild pain twinging through her swollen belly again and she chuckled softly, rising and stretching. She gave Lost a loving look and padded outside, a mild breeze sweeping through her fur; it was a positively gorgeous morning. The breeze would be fun to soar upon, and she opened her muzzle to begin summoning her wings, but then thought of her unborn kits. If she exerted herself too much, they would be in danger, and if she crashed... well... it was highly unlikely she would (she was very skilled at controlling herself in the air at this point), but even worse things might happen to both her and the kits. With a quiet sigh, she turned and looked towards her flank, nosing it slightly before looking back out towards the world.
(Not an issue!)
Eyes shift in myriad hue,
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x
x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path.
You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time
for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating
up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by waggy » Mon Dec 26, 2016 3:20 am
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He sniffed the ground and heard a yip,he looked up and growled to himself,he soonly ran really fast towards the creature as he licked his lips,his paws vibrated tensively,he sighed ''sorry,didn't see ya.''
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As he trotted outside he saw his mate,he sat down next to her with a nuzzle to her belly ''maybe its not the greatest idea to fly,maybe soon,but not now.'' he sighed and cuddled her.
He sniffed the ground and heard a yip,he looked up and growled to himself,he soonly ran really fast towards the creature as he licked his lips,his paws vibrated tensively,he sighed ''sorry,didn't see ya.''
King
As he trotted outside he saw his mate,he sat down next to her with a nuzzle to her belly ''maybe its not the greatest idea to fly,maybe soon,but not now.'' he sighed and cuddled her.
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Re: the stolen herb | ITATD 3 | Fox rp,OPEN!
by Ammy2-56 » Mon Dec 26, 2016 3:33 am
Alina
"I know... I just miss the wind and the sky. It's wonderful to be up there, you know? To be free." she sighed softly, pressing her head against his cheek. "But of course, the little ones will be keeping us busy soon enough."
(*Lost, not King. XD)
"I know... I just miss the wind and the sky. It's wonderful to be up there, you know? To be free." she sighed softly, pressing her head against his cheek. "But of course, the little ones will be keeping us busy soon enough."
(*Lost, not King. XD)
Eyes shift in myriad hue,
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
hollowing from the wearying
nights of unblinking watch
as innumerable miles pass
beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows
thin as the gentle curtain
of eons settles over reticent
dusk, starved for the day's
rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is
plucked, a shallow fray left
in the wake of its sudden
severing. Its modest scar
on every heart and mind will
go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to
memory, attaching a solemn
piece of myself to the gossamer
veil of time that billows across
a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x
x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path.
You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time
for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating
up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
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You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time
for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating
up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
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