Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Milo is walking through the forest, several holes in his right shoulder as he drags the corpse of what appears to be a aggressively mutated crocodile with multiple eyes and rows of teeth, when he seems them, smiles softly, and meekly waves.
She looks over and beams happily. She waves back and walks over, hugging him.
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Milo is walking through the forest, several holes in his right shoulder as he drags the corpse of what appears to be a aggressively mutated crocodile with multiple eyes and rows of teeth, when he seems them, smiles softly, and meekly waves.
She looks over and beams happily. She waves back and walks over, hugging him.
He drops the mutant crocodile, hugging them back, though much more softly “H-hey Ashi, how’re you today?” He asks, just a shy lil guy.
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Milo is walking through the forest, several holes in his right shoulder as he drags the corpse of what appears to be a aggressively mutated crocodile with multiple eyes and rows of teeth, when he seems them, smiles softly, and meekly waves.
She looks over and beams happily. She waves back and walks over, hugging him.
He drops the mutant crocodile, hugging them back, though much more softly “H-hey Ashi, how’re you today?” He asks, just a shy lil guy.
She spins him around, smiling happily "I am well honey! Just doing some form training."
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Milo is walking through the forest, several holes in his right shoulder as he drags the corpse of what appears to be a aggressively mutated crocodile with multiple eyes and rows of teeth, when he seems them, smiles softly, and meekly waves.
She looks over and beams happily. She waves back and walks over, hugging him.
He drops the mutant crocodile, hugging them back, though much more softly “H-hey Ashi, how’re you today?” He asks, just a shy lil guy.
She spins him around, smiling happily "I am well honey! Just doing some form training."
He lets himself be spun, blushing “H-honey? D-do you mind if I join ya?” He moves the body, putting down his axe, giving them a kiss on the cheek.
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
*Hey everyone, for some strange reason, I am alive. Anybody wanna rp?*
*of course!*
*Do you want anyone my dear husband?*
*Sparrow and Sersha*
*Of course, here you go.*
Sparrow is taking a nap outside of his home in the rocking chair, snoring softly. He’s wearing more, homely clothes, trying to just live a peaceful life.
Sersha is meditating, the sands swirling around her as if she could be creating some kind of sandstorm. Snakes circle her, looking at her with… something.
Rio watches him with one eye, buried up to his neck in the soil.
Malafasa is in her nest, relishing the calm that she can only experience there.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Malafasa watches, perched in the tree line.
Ashi turns to her, smiling "Hey there."
“Hi…” She croaks, looking tired.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Milo is walking through the forest, several holes in his right shoulder as he drags the corpse of what appears to be a aggressively mutated crocodile with multiple eyes and rows of teeth, when he seems them, smiles softly, and meekly waves.
She looks over and beams happily. She waves back and walks over, hugging him.
He drops the mutant crocodile, hugging them back, though much more softly “H-hey Ashi, how’re you today?” He asks, just a shy lil guy.
She spins him around, smiling happily "I am well honey! Just doing some form training."
He lets himself be spun, blushing “H-honey? D-do you mind if I join ya?” He moves the body, putting down his axe, giving them a kiss on the cheek.
She nods and walks back over, stretching a bit. "Whatcha gonna do with him?" She gestures to the croc.
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Malafasa watches, perched in the tree line.
Ashi turns to her, smiling "Hey there."
“Hi…” She croaks, looking tired.
"Oh dear, are you okay?" She asks and looks up, placing a hand against the tree.
*Hey everyone, for some strange reason, I am alive. Anybody wanna rp?*
*of course!*
*Do you want anyone my dear husband?*
*Sparrow and Sersha*
*Of course, here you go.*
Sparrow is taking a nap outside of his home in the rocking chair, snoring softly. He’s wearing more, homely clothes, trying to just live a peaceful life.
Sersha is meditating, the sands swirling around her as if she could be creating some kind of sandstorm. Snakes circle her, looking at her with… something.
Rio watches him with one eye, buried up to his neck in the soil.
Malafasa is in her nest, relishing the calm that she can only experience there.
Sparrow wakes up after a little bit, and upon seeing them, can’t stop himself from laughing.
After a while she opens her eyes, continuing to meditate, but watching them, seemingly admiring silently, as if she doesn’t know how to interact.
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Milo is walking through the forest, several holes in his right shoulder as he drags the corpse of what appears to be a aggressively mutated crocodile with multiple eyes and rows of teeth, when he seems them, smiles softly, and meekly waves.
She looks over and beams happily. She waves back and walks over, hugging him.
He drops the mutant crocodile, hugging them back, though much more softly “H-hey Ashi, how’re you today?” He asks, just a shy lil guy.
She spins him around, smiling happily "I am well honey! Just doing some form training."
He lets himself be spun, blushing “H-honey? D-do you mind if I join ya?” He moves the body, putting down his axe, giving them a kiss on the cheek.
She nods and walks back over, stretching a bit. "Whatcha gonna do with him?" She gestures to the croc.
He rolls his shoulders, though he keeps carrying himself like he’s small “Don’t know yet, I didn’t want to kill the bugga but they came af’ta me.” He says, looking sad he had to kill them before taking a stance a few feet away.
Ashi is outside, bandaging her wrists, palms, ankles, and feet. Before stand a wooden dummy with already marks on it from previous beatings. She slithers almost, delivering a flurry of blows to the wood. It doesn't seem to hurt her, the pure force of her hands and feet hitting it. She is dressed in a black sports bra and a pair of black shorts.
Malafasa watches, perched in the tree line.
Ashi turns to her, smiling "Hey there."
“Hi…” She croaks, looking tired.
"Oh dear, are you okay?" She asks and looks up, placing a hand against the tree.
“Same as usual.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hey everyone, for some strange reason, I am alive. Anybody wanna rp?*
*of course!*
*Do you want anyone my dear husband?*
*Sparrow and Sersha*
*Of course, here you go.*
Sparrow is taking a nap outside of his home in the rocking chair, snoring softly. He’s wearing more, homely clothes, trying to just live a peaceful life.
Sersha is meditating, the sands swirling around her as if she could be creating some kind of sandstorm. Snakes circle her, looking at her with… something.
Rio watches him with one eye, buried up to his neck in the soil.
Malafasa is in her nest, relishing the calm that she can only experience there.
Sparrow wakes up after a little bit, and upon seeing them, can’t stop himself from laughing.
After a while she opens her eyes, continuing to meditate, but watching them, seemingly admiring silently, as if she doesn’t know how to interact.
“You won’t find me comical when I bite your ankles off!”
Malafasa is seemingly unable to notice her, despite the nest having many large gaps to see out of. It seems to be magically obscured from the inside.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hey everyone, for some strange reason, I am alive. Anybody wanna rp?*
*of course!*
*Do you want anyone my dear husband?*
*Sparrow and Sersha*
*Of course, here you go.*
Sparrow is taking a nap outside of his home in the rocking chair, snoring softly. He’s wearing more, homely clothes, trying to just live a peaceful life.
Sersha is meditating, the sands swirling around her as if she could be creating some kind of sandstorm. Snakes circle her, looking at her with… something.
Rio watches him with one eye, buried up to his neck in the soil.
Malafasa is in her nest, relishing the calm that she can only experience there.
Sparrow wakes up after a little bit, and upon seeing them, can’t stop himself from laughing.
After a while she opens her eyes, continuing to meditate, but watching them, seemingly admiring silently, as if she doesn’t know how to interact.
“You won’t find me comical when I bite your ankles off!”
Malafasa is seemingly unable to notice her, despite the nest having many large gaps to see out of. It seems to be magically obscured from the inside.
He cackles at that, walking over to them and squatting down “What’re ya here fer pardner?”
She walks over to the tree that it is on, tapping softly on the base once she has gone to standing up. She looks up at the tree, “Madam? I had not yet learned your name, may I?”
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She looks over and beams happily. She waves back and walks over, hugging him.
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 drops the mutant crocodile, hugging them back, though much more softly “H-hey Ashi, how’re you today?” He asks, just a shy lil guy.
She spins him around, smiling happily "I am well honey! Just doing some form training."
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 lets himself be spun, blushing “H-honey? D-do you mind if I join ya?” He moves the body, putting down his axe, giving them a kiss on the cheek.
(hi 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
*???*
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.
Rio watches him with one eye, buried up to his neck in the soil.
Malafasa is in her nest, relishing the calm that she can only experience there.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Hi…” She croaks, looking tired.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She nods and walks back over, stretching a bit. "Whatcha gonna do with him?" She gestures to the croc.
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
"Oh dear, are you okay?" She asks and looks up, placing a hand against the tree.
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
Sparrow wakes up after a little bit, and upon seeing them, can’t stop himself from laughing.
After a while she opens her eyes, continuing to meditate, but watching them, seemingly admiring silently, as if she doesn’t know how to interact.
He rolls his shoulders, though he keeps carrying himself like he’s small “Don’t know yet, I didn’t want to kill the bugga but they came af’ta me.” He says, looking sad he had to kill them before taking a stance a few feet away.
*Ello, I am here
: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.
“Same as usual.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*boo!*
“You won’t find me comical when I bite your ankles off!”
Malafasa is seemingly unable to notice her, despite the nest having many large gaps to see out of. It seems to be magically obscured from the inside.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Arch, your turn on the campaign pm. Also hello.*
*IT IS WHAT SORRY*
*AUGHHHHHHHH*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He cackles at that, walking over to them and squatting down “What’re ya here fer pardner?”
She walks over to the tree that it is on, tapping softly on the base once she has gone to standing up. She looks up at the tree, “Madam? I had not yet learned your name, may I?”