For a moment he considers stopping them, but instead, he focuses a bit of his heat there to make it for comfortable for them, eyes still tired.
He is stunned, but only for a moment, his head dropping to look at the ground as he nods the tiniest bit, “I’m sorry.” He says, before walking out of the cave and back towards the town without any resistance, his voice full of apologies he doesn’t have the strength to say.
"Are you an immortal?" she asks a bit suddenly.
He can hear some murmured discussion between the dragons for a moment until he's out of earshot. After an hour, he's picked up by Lilac and flown back to the cave.
“Immortal? Never took the time to learn. Why?” He asks them in return, curious to their reasons.
He’s full of apologies, his eyes big as he curls up in her arms, unable to make eye contact with her even after the hour. His fur puffs at her touch, before he finally settles on saying “I’m sorry…”
"I make it a point not to get mixed in emotionally with immortals
She can barely look at him. "Do you know why I wasn't upset at him for hurting me, why I forgave him, and still trust him?"
“I age, so I probably won’t live forever. What do you mean ‘get mixed in emotionally’?”
“Because you love him and appreciate him for what he has given you?” He asks, understanding her for not wanting to look at him, tearing himself apart inside.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
For a moment he considers stopping them, but instead, he focuses a bit of his heat there to make it for comfortable for them, eyes still tired.
He is stunned, but only for a moment, his head dropping to look at the ground as he nods the tiniest bit, “I’m sorry.” He says, before walking out of the cave and back towards the town without any resistance, his voice full of apologies he doesn’t have the strength to say.
"Are you an immortal?" she asks a bit suddenly.
He can hear some murmured discussion between the dragons for a moment until he's out of earshot. After an hour, he's picked up by Lilac and flown back to the cave.
“Immortal? Never took the time to learn. Why?” He asks them in return, curious to their reasons.
He’s full of apologies, his eyes big as he curls up in her arms, unable to make eye contact with her even after the hour. His fur puffs at her touch, before he finally settles on saying “I’m sorry…”
"I make it a point not to get mixed in emotionally with immortals
She can barely look at him. "Do you know why I wasn't upset at him for hurting me, why I forgave him, and still trust him?"
“I age, so I probably won’t live forever. What do you mean ‘get mixed in emotionally’?”
“Because you love him and appreciate him for what he has given you?” He asks, understanding her for not wanting to look at him, tearing himself apart inside.
"As in become romantically attached."
"Not only that, but because I know the behavior of dragons more than you do. We get particularly emotional sometimes, and not all of us can outlet those feelings properly. I didn't even mean to yell at you."
He stops speaking, his eyes looking to all three of the heads “Romantically attached? Why ask me then, I’m probably not immortal, but I wouldn’t say I’m ‘boyfriend material’.” He says with two arms making quotes with their fingers.
“I shouldn’t have worried about you so much that I invaded your trust.” He says, rubbing his own arms, looking at his clawed fingers “I’m afraid of things I shouldn’t be, I shouldn’t have.”
*I have come back to gay, to gender, and to furry :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Cut for Wendi.*
“I’ll get some when my clothes are clean, promise.” He says, cracking his neck.
He would find John sitting in his chair, blade in hand, helm on the table as for the rest of his armor, already on “Oh, you’re back. Good.”
*Ack- very very sorry!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I age, so I probably won’t live forever. What do you mean ‘get mixed in emotionally’?”
“Because you love him and appreciate him for what he has given you?” He asks, understanding her for not wanting to look at him, tearing himself apart inside.
Ashi waves at him, grinning.
Anson grumbles and looks up.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Don't we all? Except for straight people, people without gender, and non furries of course*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*I mean, as a straight person, I don’t not want to gay on occasion.*
(you want to rp wendo)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Ah. Even straight people want to gay :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Stroth sighs and unbuttons his shirt, folding it and setting it aside. He nuzzles up next to him.
Thorne narrow his eyes, setting down the case file. "Hello there '
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He stops speaking, his eyes looking to all three of the heads “Romantically attached? Why ask me then, I’m probably not immortal, but I wouldn’t say I’m ‘boyfriend material’.” He says with two arms making quotes with their fingers.
“I shouldn’t have worried about you so much that I invaded your trust.” He says, rubbing his own arms, looking at his clawed fingers “I’m afraid of things I shouldn’t be, I shouldn’t have.”
"I am well so far." She chuckles and runs a hand through her curls.
Anson grumbles and runs a hand through his auburn hair "what's do you want?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He leans against them, continuing to clean his clothes and put them to the side, giving them the occasional kiss.
He puts on his helmet, standing up from the chair “I know you have a weapon on you, I suggest you grab it.” He prepares to cut them to ribbons.