For roleplaying regular/real-world species with real-world limitations, e.g. cats, dogs, wolves, lions, bears.
by SnowFiery » Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:00 am
Yay -gives u cookie-
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:04 am
((hehe ^^))
Graces heaves a sigh when she hears Dakota approach "yes Dakota?" she said irritated
Dakota pads over to grace and pokes her with his paw "gracie I'm bored, can we train" he said giving her puppy dig eyes, Dakota didn't care that she was younger, he knew she was more mature and respected her
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by bob the bear » Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:09 am
Dima sighs, nodding to them. "Fine, no fighting." She rolls her eyes on the inside. She was about to open her mouth to ask if Ice needed help getting up, but sees Surge help her. She nods as if this says something, then gets up, shaking off her pelt. She looks around for Neal, but dismisses his absence as him going to get a drink.
Neal wakes in the den, stretching out. He gets up, trotting out of camp, nobody noticing. He heads off to the woods, bored.
(Making a brute now)
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by SnowFiery » Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:11 am
Grace sighed again struggling to keep her eyes open "maybe later" she said and yawned
Dakota nodded and walked away, approaching another group of wolves
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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by SnowFiery » Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:16 am
"yes, but I'm tired" grace grumbled, turning away from them
Dakota followed kam "wait" he said
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.
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