Hugs?

A curious panda trying to make the world better one hug at a time.

[fae-follys]

( name change pandateddyclaws is now fae-follys )

[fae-follys]

((Considering making Panda's blog a multimuse since google has decided to lock me out of emails I used for other accounts

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[fae-follys]

The hunter gently pats the small bear’s head “Panda, I’m so sorry for Chika and Achim. I have no clue what’s gotten into those two.”

"HOW MUCH HUMAN CURRENCY TO HIDE ACHIM IN ANOTHER CONTINENT PLEASE?!"

[of-elitiism]

There's a flicker of hope, Panda is calming down. Okay, okay... this is manageable, this is fine. His hand slowly retrives from her mouth and Achim takes a deep breath in, then sighs it out.

"See? That wasn't so hard now, was i---"

...she started screaming. An infernal crescendo that slowly pierces his sensitive eardrums like a red hot iron. And the young wolf feels the blood drain from his face, alongside a rapid sense of vertigo.

"AAAAH, MY EARS!!! HOLDHERHOLDHERHOLDEEEER!!!" And he's shoving poor Panda into Chika's arms in a vain attempt to free his hands so he can cover up his ears. This whole debacle is sure to attract waaay too much attention.

@banditborn

[banditborn]

"What the hell is all this yelling about?! What's going on with you all??"

He had slammed open the door to the garage, basically cutting off their way to wherever they were trying to escape to. The metal door slammed hard against the wall, causing some layers to crack and flake off as the old hinges ached loudly.

Not loud enough to cover up the commotion of this incredibly stupud crime scene.

@pandateddyclaws // @of-elitiism // @thewanderingchika

[thewanderingchika]

“Dad…” The sigh she releases is wholly defeated as she cradles the screaming bear in the bends of her arms. Busted--though she supposed it was really only a matter of time given their current predicament...

She shoots the young wolf a look from the corner of her eye, one that seems resolved and resigned to accepting their fate as it stood. Seems they'd be forced to figure this out on the fly... again.

She give the little bear in her grasp a gentle shake as her fingers rub between her ears.

“Panda, love—you can stop screaming now… Dad's here? And you’re hurting our ears.”

@pandateddyclaws

[fae-follys]

Panda's panicked screaming is briefly muffled as she's shoved into Chika's arms and held against her stomach.

It stops in it's tracks a moment as the door opens with such a bang she's shocked from her panic but upon turning her head to see the roaring Bandit, clearly enraged and within lunging distance of Achim, the screaming begins again.

Though this time with words instead of a single syllable.

"CHIKA!"

If her pitch got any higher only the wolves would be hearing her soon. Even the soothing ear rubs and gentle request of Chika's couldn't stop the bear's imagination or horror at said possible imagined scenarios.

"HE CAN'T SME-" She stops and stares a second before wiggling and pulling at Chika's dress. "Perfume! You need perfume! SO MUCH PERFUME!"

@of-elitiism

[of-elitiism]

"Shhh!" He's shushing and still trying to cover her miuth again. "Panda, i live you like a sister but for Christ's sake, please be QUIET...!!!" the wolf is silent yelling at this point.

"Where's your bike?! I left mine at the Varg's front door, there's no way i can get to it without Bandit seeing us!"

[thewanderingchika]

"I... rode Beetle here with you, remember?"

Well, shoot... Oh, well there is always--

"Ne, there's a spare bike around back, behind the garage. I've been working on it for a little while and leave it here... it's not the nicest ride yet, but it runs and it's street legal. We should fit. Come-come!"

[fae-follys]

Okay. Okay.

Panda goes quiet and holds up her paws to show she can be cool. It's cool. It's totally cool. It's absolutely fine she could smell Achim's scent on Chika and Bandit wHO JUST TOOK AN AXE TO AN INANIMATE OBJECT IS LESS THAN A FEW FEET AWAY INSIDE THE BAR?!

"........aaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The ohs have turned into an upper pitched squeak of panic as she realises she's at a conflict of interest between being a friend to Bandit and not wanting Achim's head removed from his body.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

[fae-follys]

Are you... being kidnapped right now?

MUFFLED SQUEAKING AND FLAILING LIMBS!

[of-elitiism]

...CRAP!!!!

He picks her up, very unceremoniously and slams a hand.over the bear's mouth while looking completely defeated at his mate.

[thewanderingchika]

". . ."

"Achim, take her home... I think we all need to have a little talk."

[fae-follys]

Muffled exclamations can be heard behind Achim's hand from the bear as her head whips back and forth looking between the two.

Fuzzy paws point at Chika and then Achim and then back to Chika.

Her mouth finds freedom with its wiggling.

"YOU!!!!! AND YOU!!! OOOOH!"

[of-elitiism]

"...safe. For now."

[fae-follys]

Ears perking up she looks across the courtyard as Bandit heads back inside and stares at Achim and Chika for a moment.

"...."

"OH!"

"OOOOOOH! OH! OH!!!"

[fae-follys]

Did you... catch scent of anything in particular just now?

Munching toast.

"Just that someone in the pack might need to stop drinking soon."

Munch.Munch.munch.

[fae-follys]

Eating cereal watching Bandit shoot a tree stump. Munch. Munch. Munch.

"?"

Sniffs air.

"Huh. Wonder where that’s coming from."

Munch.Munch.Munch.

[thewanderingchika]

// Sometimes I even draw 🙃

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2025-07-24

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[of-elitiism]

Simpler times

@banditborn @pandateddyclaws @thewanderingchika

From this.year's art fight

[fae-follys]

Watching the clouds drift across the pale blue sky she wonders if there are those she loved and lost and can simply no longer recall for her long life.

Perhaps there were friends. Lovers less likely. People she knew names to faces and pleasant passing, lost to her now in the deep pit of her mind.

Would her current friends pass the same? Like the clouds above, a slow yet fleeting blink in the memory of an immortal.

Did the other her know? Did she remember?

".....It's a nice day."

Perhaps she would forget them at some point. Some far future day.

But on this day it is sunny and the air is warm and she has strawberries washed in her sink sweet and fresh to share with her friends.

The worries of future would not keep her from the joys of today.