My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
A lion with sandy yellow fur is standing near the edge of a cliff.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
A lion with sandy yellow fur is standing near the edge of a cliff.
The sound of footsteps comes up behind them
He turns around and sniffs the air.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
A lion with sandy yellow fur is standing near the edge of a cliff.
The sound of footsteps comes up behind them
He turns around and sniffs the air.
"You're smart. Clever." They see Will, a known outcast in the raigaar community. He stands at 6'7, muscular. His fur is white and his eyes are blue. He's wearing human clothing: an unbuttoned blue Hawaiian shirt, and several rings. His mane is tied back into several braids, just past shoulder length
He nods. “Thank you. I’m Ren.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
A lion with sandy yellow fur is standing near the edge of a cliff.
The sound of footsteps comes up behind them
He turns around and sniffs the air.
"You're smart. Clever." They see Will, a known outcast in the raigaar community. He stands at 6'7, muscular. His fur is white and his eyes are blue. He's wearing human clothing: an unbuttoned blue Hawaiian shirt, and several rings. His mane is tied back into several braids, just past shoulder length
He nods. “Thank you. I’m Ren.”
"Nice to meet you, Ren. How old are you?"
“Twenty.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
A lion with sandy yellow fur is standing near the edge of a cliff.
The sound of footsteps comes up behind them
He turns around and sniffs the air.
"You're smart. Clever." They see Will, a known outcast in the raigaar community. He stands at 6'7, muscular. His fur is white and his eyes are blue. He's wearing human clothing: an unbuttoned blue Hawaiian shirt, and several rings. His mane is tied back into several braids, just past shoulder length
He nods. “Thank you. I’m Ren.”
"Nice to meet you, Ren. How old are you?"
“Twenty.”
"I see. Which tribe do you belong to?" Will sits next to Ren
*You can make up one*
“I’m alone. You?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
A lion with sandy yellow fur is standing near the edge of a cliff.
The sound of footsteps comes up behind them
He turns around and sniffs the air.
"You're smart. Clever." They see Will, a known outcast in the raigaar community. He stands at 6'7, muscular. His fur is white and his eyes are blue. He's wearing human clothing: an unbuttoned blue Hawaiian shirt, and several rings. His mane is tied back into several braids, just past shoulder length
He nods. “Thank you. I’m Ren.”
"Nice to meet you, Ren. How old are you?"
“Twenty.”
"I see. Which tribe do you belong to?" Will sits next to Ren
*You can make up one*
“I’m alone. You?”
"Me as well. Was part of the second coastal tribe, then I left, went to the human places. There are some beautiful things, a place called Lord's Point or something, too."
“I’ve never been to the human places.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
"They're deadly, if you don't know what you're doing."
“You’re not dead.” He notices. “I take it you know what you’re doing?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
*Synthesization!*
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
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*synthesization*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
A lion with sandy yellow fur is standing near the edge of a cliff.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
He turns around and sniffs the air.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
He nods. “Thank you. I’m Ren.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
“Twenty.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
“I’m alone. You?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*hello*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“I’ve never been to the human places.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
“You’re not dead.” He notices. “I take it you know what you’re doing?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!