A Journey of Flora and Claw, The Malnora Whisperleaf Story

The IC and OOC page for the Bearnora, Little Leaf, and all the other names she has by now.

[starlitmemes]

Gemstone Headcanons

Another set of questions aligned to gemstones to help develop characters! Send in some gemstones to learn more about the muse(s)!

Agate: What or who will your muse protect with their life?

Amazonite: How do they go about comforting or calming down others? Are they good at it?

Amethyst: Do they have a good intuition? If so, do they typically heed it or not?

Apatite: Do they find it easy to communicate with new people, or do they avoid it as much as possible?

Aquamarine: How insightful are they?

Aventurine: Are they the opportunistic sort, or do they typically let chances slip by?

Blue Topaz: Are they the courageous sort? Do they find they can overcome obstacles in their way with relative ease?

Cat’s Eye: What sorts of things soothes them when they’re worked up?

Chalcedony: How do they consider their allies in regards to themself? Do they reach out to them, or do they typically keep to themself?

Citrine: How open are they to new ideas or cultures?

Diamond: Do they find themselves getting sick often or do they have a relatively strong immune system?

Diopside: Are they a creative person in any way? How so?

Emerald: Do they suffer from any sort of mental illness?

Fluorite: Are they able to concentrate easily no matter where they are, or do they need a quiet space with little distracts?

Garnet: What are they most passionate about and who are they most devoted to?

Iolite: Are they financially responsible or do they tend to blow their money as soon as they have it?

Jade: What are their opinions on luck? Do they believe in it?

Jasper: What do they typically do to relax?

Kyanite: What is their temper like?

Lapis Lazuli: How aware are they of others and of their surroundings?

Moonstone: What inspires them? Why?

Onyx: How do they handle hostility from others, whether verbally or physically?

Opal: Are they the emotional sort?

Peridot: Are they open to new growth and change in any way, or are they resistant to it?

Prehnite: Do they find it easy to recall their dreams or do they hardly remember them?

Rose Quartz: Do they typically hold grudges? Are they the type to compromise as best they can during a conflict?

Ruby: Do they typically keep their heart on their sleeve?

Rutile Quartz: Do they have a habit of looking for the source of a problem? Are they the type to attempt to solve it if they’re able, or do they try to avoid it?

Sapphire: What makes them happiest? Is there a reason why?

Smoky Quartz: How is their physical endurance? Are they the active sort of person or not?

Spinel: Are they a worry-wort or are they carefree?

Tanzanite: Do they heal quickly or do bruises and cuts tend to heal slowly?

Tiger’s Eye: Are they self-confident or wracked with doubt?

Topaz: Are they the type to cheer on others or do they prefer to be center stage?

Tourmaline: Are they the understanding sort or do they have trouble connecting with others?

Turquoise: Do they strive for success or do they typically prefer to go with the flow?

Zircon: How wise are they?

[skycatrhaz]

For both Rhaz and Idrian, if anyone wants to send me some.

[f-yeah-askmemes]

send me a heart to learn something about my muse!

❤: does my muse consider themselves a romantic?

♡: how does my muse act, consciously and/or subconsciously, around people they are romantically interested in?

❥: what is my muse’s ideal date?

ღ: how does my muse feel about displays of affection in public and/or in private?

💕: how does my muse express their feelings? do they do through small but meaningful gestures, or through bold declarations?

💘: how does my muse act/react when they first realize that they had a crush on somebody?

💝: what would my muse consider a “perfect gift”?

💓: how does my muse feel about physical intimacy?

💌: how would my muse go about confessing to someone they liked? would they do it indirectly or directly, or maybe not at all?

💟: what are three traits that my muse looks for in a partner?

💙: how would my muse handle seeing their object of affection falling in love with someone else?

💚: how does my muse feel about love? about falling in love? about being in love?

💜: how long might it take for my muse to say “i love you” for the first time?

💛: does my muse believe in love-at-first-sight? in soulmates? in fate?

[zipscribs]

a comic about someone who gets a visit from the reaper a bit sooner than expected, but has someone whos been waiting for them 

Hey, do you like my art? Help support me and buy me a coffee! ko-fi.com/zipper ❤️

[zipscribs]

[zipscribs]

“What happens when someone dies, but they have no one there waiting for them yet?”

[zipscribs]

you are never truly alone

[deviantshunter]

i really love this so

suicide is never the answer. please push on. things do get better - i promise. 

[spookyreesescup-blog]

It just keeps getting better

[risingroseakira]

I’m crying these are beautiful

[wowfictionaddiction]

I had to post this one as well.

[happymalidays]

New City, Same Moon

Malnora would come to a bridge that showed a perfect reflection of the Moon on it's waters. For once the current was peaceful. The cat curled it's tail around her form as she sat down and gazed into the water. She had thought it would be good and happy. That it would be different. It never was. The worse part being that she wished to just drink till she slept.. and she couldn't even do that.

Malnora had seen many humans and Draenei, Kaldorei and Worgen.. all the races of the Alliance in something as simple as this.. everyone would always be so happy. People would come and Pat you on the shoulder.. ask about the things that matter.. joke about times that would be lost due to the idea of children. It was not what she had received. Barely anyone even would comment on her good news, let alone be happy for her. Something that meant the world to her meant nothing to those she knew and cared for.. she felt alone. She realized how little friends she had.. that her family had either died or gone away.. that the light she carried seemed to only matter to her and her love. Others would say it was enough.. but as the cat hopped down onto the ground and headed back to the harbor, lonely in the silent moonlit street.. she wished it was different.

[happymalidays]

Balance and New Life

(A OOC note for those reading and following. I apologize for being gone for so long, things out of the game have really been affecting my life, and it has caused me to slip with Mal’s tumblr, as well as her RP. In attempt to keep things current and start anew for BFA, This post will cover up till the evacuation of Teldrassil. Thank you for your patience, and for reading if you are. You are beautiful.)

Malnora had finished her business, and even got someone to step in for her now and then so she could enjoy a nice rest. Blackvale Brewery and Alchemical needs was a name that would quickly grow popularity as she was able to get her alcohol in most of the bars of Stormwind and Ironforge, as well as sending the first shipments of her potions off to the stores that ordered them. Things seemed well, seemed nice.. but Malnora still felt terribly empty. As empty as she did before, when she did all of this the first time. It resulted in her slowly becoming a recluse, even though she had done all this work to avoid doing so. 

It was on a routine visit to Stormwind that she decided to visit the park. She always had a place she liked to sit and enjoy the moonlight, and she had needed a moment to decompress from all the business talk. She had no idea that this night would be the night that changed her life forever. She had come to sit upon her bench and there was a Pandaren sitting upon her favorite spot. A lovely, young pandaren.. one with eyes that had seen so much, but still had so much left to see. Her eyes caught the missing left arm only a moment.. and curiosity would fill the cat. She approached her and sat down anyway, boldly.. deciding that tonight she would share her favorite place.

Malnora learned the name of the Pandaren.. her name was Lenshi. She was a traveling monk who had lost her arm in a way where she had no choice. Though her story seemed sad.. Lenshi showed not a single ounce of sadness.. Infact, she was chipper, and wanted to comfort Malnora. Malnora would let her wall down slowly as she spent the night talking and speaking with her.. At one point, Lenshi even offered her to sit in her lap.. which Malnora took with a blush. After more talking and emotions, the feeling of someone so caring and natural.. the two would retire to a nearby Inn, where they spent the next few days in each other’s company. 

Malnora found love and companionship in Lenshi.. her kindness and surprising wisdom astounded the Kaldorei. Lenshi took to Malnora just as quickly.. Malnora offering the same kindness and compassion about her arm and past. Those days were days of new found faith.. they were days of tears and giggles and all the things in between and beyond. She found that Lenshi would be leaving soon on a trip with her order, and that they would be going to Silithus to examine the sword and the race for azerite.. and Malnora immediately would offer to come with. Together, Malnora and Lenshi finally left their den of love and continued on their new found path together.

It was along side Lenshi and her order that Malnora found her will to fight again. Granted it was out of fear for her mate, she used the power of fang and claw to help aid them in Silithus. She did not come out unscathed however, taking physical damage only. Being warn out from the battle, Lenshi took Malnora with her onto her order's boat, where they traveled toward the news of Horde in Darkshore, and towards the War of Thorns.

Once she had recovered, she had spent more time with Lenshi in their cabin of the ship. It was then that out of love, and perhaps the heat of the moment.. that they would do something special. They decided that with the help of Malnora's alchemy and of course the natural way.. that she would become pregnant. It was a magical trip.. cut short by an attack by a Horde ship. With new found vigor and purpose, Malnora dawned her healing regalia for the first time in a year, and she would use her powers to keep her love and her new found friends alive.

After the discovery of Teldrassil and that they had been too late, Malnora feel devastated, spending the rest of her time in the cabin of the ship with Lenshi until they docked again in Stormwind, carrying Kaldorei refugees. It was then that Lenshi asked Malnora to stay behind, their order would participate in the Siege of Lordaeron. With a heavy heart, Malnora agreed.. she waited and waved the ship off as they left.. a hand coming to the bear charm that she held close for Lenshi.

[syntacked]

I remember the way I felt when I first saw you.

Unknown (via syntacked)

[happymalidays]

Steady as She Goes

Malnora had done much in the last few days. Her negotiations worked well in Stormwind, giving her the ability to finally try and sell her potions to not just the public but the stores. Hopefully it would mean her coming back into a household, as she did when she helped run the herbal trade back during the fight with Ragnaros.. she had to save as many herbs as she could from the flames, might as well hold onto them and eventually sell them.

Times were different. She didn’t have Jasmine.. She didn’t have the Trade Guild to help her. It was up to her. She hired some help for her garden, a hand to help her in the lab. It was this weekend that An’ying, the Pandaren that funded her Alchemy Lab/Brewery, had come in with her own supplies for the beer and wine to be made. She had not spoken much to An’ying, so it was nice to have a moment to talk shop. It seemed that she was doing her best to raise awareness for the potion Malnora had been working so hard on, so that everything should come right together. Sure, they would be making profit off a medicine for the Ren’dorei, but it would be better than them suffering.

An’ying told her of all the things she did in the city, helping those in need, tending the bar, finding friends and loved ones.. all after a tragedy in her life where she lost everything. It was nice to see someone come back from that dark corner she too found herself in.. but as she watched An’ying depart the grounds from her window.. she couldn’t help but curse that she had not too found such a way to another life. She went back to her work twice as hard. Any harder and she may have needed to request a new burner and beakers.

By the end of the day, She had made her first shipment of the medicine for An’ying, and even helped with preparing the beer and wine she had made. She marked them for shipment in the morning, and sent her workers home. It was a quiet night.. roasted stegodon again, with Littlepaw chewing on a big lovely bone she had saved. She sat and ate and watched the little bear struggle with the bone for only moments before it broke and was all hers. The elf brought her eyes up to the empty places at her table.. a soft exhale being heard. 

She turned out the lanterns, ousted the candles.. went up to her room. At least she was okay with Littlepaw sleeping with her, after teaching her not to move so much. She looked up at the ceiling.. still hearing the voices. Smelling the scents. Maybe she needed to ask that priestess what the secret was.

[happymalidays]

Uncertainty

Malnora took a long way in getting home. Instead of stepping through Dream Portals, she flew over the Eastern Kingdoms. High in the air, above the land that Azeroth offered her.. Sometimes was the only peace shes known.

She tried her best to get along with others. Malnora had always been timid in some ways but all she needed was comfort with who she was with, and the druidess bloomed around others. She always tried to say hello to others first.. Nod at them. Anything. These days.. She seemed invisible. She had tried singling people out.. She had tried serving them drinks.. In the end.. She just didnt seem important to anyone else.

She had tried her best to get back into the swing of things.. But as she soon came to realize after waking up from her coma, all the faces she knew had left the Collective. All the friends she had made in the city were gone. Soon.. She had come to feel as alone as she did before she even met Shanaris, or the Collective. She started to question why she left her home at all. Perhaps it was better if she didnt.

[happymalidays]

Restless

Malnora woke up from her sleep in a cold sweat.. She put her hands over the sides of her bed.. To feel for bodies that were never there. She closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands, unable to stop the tears of frustration and confusion.

She stood up and went to the window of her room.. She looked out into her yard, then her eyes went to Un'goro. She had her home back and she had a new purpose. She had a nee alchemy lab.. She had a new opportunity and she should have been excited. Happy to make a difference. What is that feeling of doing something good and right if you cant share it with anyone?

Malnora had done many things.. Been many things. She was once part of the most ambitious team the Alliance economy has ever seen.. Her vault in Stormwind still held many of the gifts she received, the mass of money she had made. After that, she had focused on being a warrior for Elune, fighting the forces of Ragnaros to protect Hyjal. She had received awards.. Commendations. She created alchemical compounds and potions that have saved and changed lives. However, when she turned from the window and saw her empty bed.. It felt as if she had done nothing. That she was nothing. That all that time.. All that recognition.. Everything she had ever done.. Was pointless if she had to spend her life alone.

One by one, the lights in the home turned on. The stove was fired up, and then used. The smoke from the top of her new alchemy lab could be seen as she fired up everything. Through a small window, she could be seen working, mixing, and pouring.

All some druids ever aspired to do was sleep, and find their way to the Emerald Dream. Malnora began to wonder if she would need to find a different way.

[coldwall-collective]

The Mistress and the Overseers of The Coldwall Collective.

Drawn by the very talented @how-do-u-art.

[enigmatic-elegance]

@the-elf-mahat @grannyshanny @petalpawfamily @eldricceverton @addie-the-pirate

[shanny-tired]

[mk-58]

See what your followers think of you.

BLACK = I would date you. GREEN = I think you’re cute. BLUE = You are my tumblr crush. GREY = I wish you would notice me. PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog. TEAL = We have a lot in common. YELLOW = I don’t know you at all. ORANGE = I don’t like your blog. BROWN = I don’t like you. PINK = I think you are unattractive. RED = I hate you with a burning passion. WHITE = You scare me. RAINBOW = BED PLZ. SCARLET = You have influenced my decision/thoughts on something. MAROON = You taught me something new. CINNAMON = You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar. PERIWINKLE = You make me laugh MAUVE = You are really talented BLUSH = Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little better. CYAN = We have very little in common THISTLE = I only just started following you INDIGO = I’ve been following you for a long time FUCHSIA = Your blog content is gold COPPER = Your blog content is trash (and I love it) VERMILION = You make me feel passionate HONEYDEW = I want to call you by a nickname LAVENDER = You inspire me CORAL = You’re a meme UMBER = I want to know more about you FORGET-ME-NOT = You remind me of somebody RAZZMATAZZ = I would share my favorite food with you ARSENIC = I don’t know how to describe the way I feel about you WINE = You make me feel kinda funny, like when we used to climb the rope in gym class SAFFRON = I love your ideas TIMBERWOLF = I trust you FALLOW = I want to run through the Northern wilderness barefoot with you PLUM = I’d like to chat with you TANGERINE = I love your aesthetic SAGE = You make me cry CRIMSON = We should collaborate on something! VIRIDIAN = I wanna hang out on your blog CHARTREUSE = You’re my homie BURGUNDY = I get excited when I see posts from you

[shaureyne]

Darnassus Midsummer Market

The following notice has been posted in several different settlements across Kalimdor and major Alliance cities:

Zin-Teldrassil! A full year has passed since the Darnassus Market began, and so we reflect upon the previous cycle to begin anew in our glorious city! The FIFTH seasonal Darnassus Market shall commence on the 6th night of Quel'Asta in the Tradesmen’s Terrace, proudly sponsored by the Council of the Moon and the Sentinel army! Bring your family and friends for an evening to remember as you sample the finest wares, guilds, and entertainment that the kaldorei and greater Alliance have to offer, with a fabulous fashion contest and generous raffles abound! Be sure to stay late and witness the closing ceremony, featuring the market’s legendary firework show!* Don’t miss out on this exquisite display of Night Elven culture! Our first anniversary will be one you won’t soon forget! Enshu'falah'nah! *”Fireworks” are non-flammable arcane sparks conjured in advance by local highborne volunteers. This practice is Sentinel-approved.

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The Darnassus Market is a collaborative effort by the kaldorei community of Wyrmrest Accord to host a fun, inclusive, and well-rounded market event with an overarching night elf theme. Join us for an evening as we explore the wonders of IC commerce and make new social connections within the gentle boughs of Teldrassil - while we still can. ♡

Event Information

Date: Friday, July 6th, 2018 Time: 5PM-8PM server time (7PM-10PM CST / 8PM-11PM EST) Place: Tradesmen’s Terrace, Darnassus Contact: Elliistra or Shaureyne

Market Attractions

Opening and closing ceremonies

Market stalls featuring the works of vendors, recruiters, and performers of all kinds

Random giveaways throughout the market’s duration, featuring various sought-after night elven items and hefty gold sums

“Ghastly, Gaudy” transmog contest with lucrative prizes (yak is provided)

Epic firework finale

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Please visit the official forum thread for market stall information. An official list of confirmed stalls, as well as a map featuring the info and locations of those stalls, will be posted on the thread no later than July 3rd. Unofficial stalls will be able to set up shop in the designated “Stall Overflow” area, or wander the market grounds so long as they do not impede upon the claimed spaces of others. Please contact Elliistra or Shaureyne with any questions, comments, or concerns regarding the Darnassus Market.

[happymalidays]

A Mixture for One

Malnora had spent the last few days cleaning her home. She dusted every where she could as her raven form. She used the agility of her cat form to jump around and trim the herbs and flora that had tried to claim this place as their own. She used her bear form to help rearrange the front and back yard, organizing and cleaning as much as she could. After some time, she stood infront of the home with an accomplished sigh. Her home.. no matter what. Besides.. The Old Man wouldn’t have let her live it down after all the work that was put into this place. 

She had nearly lost herself in a daydream as she heard the familiar growl of a friend. She turned to see Littlepaw, her bear from long ago.. who had waited for her so patiently in the Moonglade, getting bigger and stronger. Littlepaw would be carrying a pallet of things, made from a sled that was crafted by her druidess sisters.. gifts of food and drink, clothes and blankets.. all of the food that Littlepaw could need when it came to fish. She closed her eyes, thanking the Moon above for the gift. She stood, patting the bear’s head. “Take it around back. I will get to it later. When you are done, I fixed up the shed for you. Go and take a look.” The bear would nod excitingly.. at least she was not completely alone here anymore. 

That night, when Littlepaw was tired from all the playing they needed to catch up on, and all the packages were neatly put away where they were needed to go.. She took the lift that carried her all the way to the top most of the crater. She didn’t bother to leave the lift.. she instead gently sat down, her feet dangling off the edge. She looked out into the crater.. to the beginning of Tanaris. It was a lovely view indeed.. but it was something that she only enjoyed now. The herbs she grew in the backyard were the best for cooking beef and pork, some even for more exotic meats.. but now that cooking was for her. All of this was hers now.. including her decisions. Tomorrow, her old trade partners would be coming to talk Herbs and Potions. Malnora was doing anything she could to keep her mind off her issues and thoughts that plagued her heart and head, which meant getting back into her old businesses and practices. She had decided to continue as her old lover Jasmine had put it, “With a cut throat and open mind,” though the herbs had newer faces and values. Her potions however were the gamble, and she would need to try and market to two audiences.. The Night Market, and to other events, such as the Dragon Festival. She thought that this view would help her think.. but as she pressed the lever that slowly let her go back down, she realized that it was just filling her head up with images of a beauty that she had always compared to that view. A beauty that she would sell her soul to see so much again.

[painted-bees]

Character solidifying!

[rockinrpmemes]

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have? 2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have? 3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings? 4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient? 5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered? 6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child? 7. What was the economic status of their family? 8. How does your character feel about religion? 9. What about political beliefs? 10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted? 11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated? 12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations? 13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates? 14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected? 15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED? 16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike? 17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When? 18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember? 19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now? 20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced? 21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate? 22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner? 23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually? 25. What are their hobbies and interests? 26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance? 27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality? 28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice? 29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling? 30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive? 31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate? 32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively? 33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health?  34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous? 35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures? 36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering? 37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories? 38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic? 39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid? 40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one? 41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony? 42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain? 43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back? 44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them? 45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic? 46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body? 47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible? 48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish? 49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent? 50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?

[inbox-bait]

herb asks 🌿

angelica — who/what is your biggest inspiration in life?

basil — have you ever fallen out of love?

calendula — has your health ever taken a turn for the worst?

chamomile — what’s something that always comforts you?

lady’s mantle — do you have a favorite comfort item?

lavender — what are you the most devoted to in your life?

lemon balm — are you more sympathetic or empathetic?

lilac — what’s your favorite thing that you did as a teenager?

mint — are you a virgin?

rose — have you ever been in love?

sage — what’s your highest level of education?

thyme — have you ever done something brave?

vervain — do you believe in luck?

yarrow — have you healed from past traumas?

[assortedrpmemes]

Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme

Send a symbol and I’ll answer the question about my muse. (Or answer in character. Whatever works for you!)

⛔️ - How does your muse react to others breaking the law? If they would do it themselves, what is their reasoning? 🚑 - If your muse was the only person around and someone was injured, would they help? Would they have the experience needed? 💸 - What does your muse think of wealthy people? Do they resent them, or do they believe they earned what they have? 🆘 - What does your muse think of poor people? Do they think they’re a waste of space, or do they want to help them? 📩 - Does your muse prefer to physically write letters or send them online? What is their reasoning? 📢 - Does your muse have a loud personality or a quiet one? Do they enjoy being the center of attention, or would they rather watch and listen? 📊 - How does your muse feel about the state of the world? Could it be better? Could it be worse? 👨 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their father? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👩 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their mother? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👧 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their siblings? Who do they get along with best? 👶 - If they have any, what is your muse’s relationship like with their children? Do they feel like they’re a good parent? 👻 - Does your muse believe in an afterlife? What do they think it’s like? ⏰ - Does your muse feel like they need to do things quickly or do they take their time? ⌛️ - How often does your muse think about death? Do they think about it at all? 🔗 - What are your muse’s standards for meaningful relationships? How quickly do they form relationships like these? 🚹 - How would your muse react to losing their father? How would they cope? 🚺 - How would your muse react to losing their mother? How would they cope? 🚼 - How would your muse react to losing a child? How would they cope? 💧 - How would your muse react to losing a best friend? How would they cope? 💔 - How would your muse react to losing a romantic partner? How would they cope? 🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior? 🌎 - Does your muse want to change the world? How would they go about it? 🎭 - How does your muse handle their emotions? Do they bottle them up or pour them out as soon as they start to feel? 💋 - How does your muse feel about people who cheat? Do they see a reason for it, or is it completely immoral? 🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for? 🎁 - Does your muse celebrate their birthday? If yes, how do they celebrate? If no, why not? 🍟 - How does your muse feel about their body? Would they change it if they could? 💅 - How does your muse feel about gender roles? Do they conform to them, or do they play by their own rules? 🌺 - Does your muse have a favorite flower? Why do they like it?

[poemswords]