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by Ammy2-56 » Fri Jun 10, 2016 4:02 am
Koa; tagged: Doom
"I'm fine." he responded, his voice slowly becoming an annoyed growl.
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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.
xxAmmy, 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.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱
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by Ammy2-56 » Fri Jun 10, 2016 4:06 am
Koa; tagged: Doom
He looked up to see his alpha's expression and got up, flicking an ear. "Point taken." was all he said before he began to walk away with long, even strides.
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.
xxAmmy, 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.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱
x
x
x
x
Doing the best I can in a strange time
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by Ammy2-56 » Fri Jun 10, 2016 4:16 am
Koa; tagged: Soap, Winter
As he walked away, the sounds of a distant fight reached his ears. Oh, come on... he thought to himself, pinning his ears. He broke into a quick run, only to see Soap, one of his packmates, being attacked by a Growler pack dog. Quick as a whip, he leapt towards the white dog, sinking his teeth into her back and pulling her off of Soap steadily.
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.
xxAmmy, 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.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱
x
x
x
x
Doing the best I can in a strange time
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by ♡Toxic Bubbles♡ » Fri Jun 10, 2016 4:19 am
( Ren ) ( hunter )
Personaltiy- dark, secretive, calm but can get vicious easily,dark sense of humour
Family-dead
Friends- yet to make
Foes-howlers pack
+ Traits-strong and fast.
- Traits-water
Crush-none atm
Mate-none atm
Pack-streetkill
Voice-strong, powerfull but calm.
History- he belonged to a 'loving' family when he was a pup,untill one day they had to move out. they gave ren to the uncle of the family. but, he abused him, beat him, didn't feed him. he couldn't take much longer,so he ran away and became a stray.

hey:3 name's Toxic, nice to meet you! well,im just a trash can of popcultre, don't mind me.
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