Im a depressed noodle...Wait-

Main: charlotte-likes-cuddles | pfp by: me!| Starved uses She/her and They/them | Also, shes Aro/Ace so dont send her flirty curses or stuff like that bc ill ignore/delete them | Kill Count: 6 | Shatter count: 8 | Poof count: 3 | Crack count: 9

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

//so, im disabling asks for a while. Got a lot of curses for Starved and I wanna catch up before I get even more-

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

*he is fine, if not zonked out.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_That's good. She stretched her legs and went inside, gently placing Crow aside her plushies, letting him rest his head on a couple of them. She took out a blanket and covered him with it. Comfy fren?_

[corvid-steven]

*very comfy fren. But oh! He has grabbed her hand. Not letting go. No leave. Not necessarily that she would. Or that she couldn't just stretch her arm near indefinitely. But hold hand of fren <3.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Ah,, Fren,,, They hold hands now. She's sitting beside him, keeping Amy on her lap, relaxed noddl,_

[corvid-steven]

*Crow is sleeping well. Not letting go of her hand. His hand-/j*

[corvid-steven]

*eventually he woke up, gently sitting up.*

...?

*eyes lit up upon seeing Starved! !!*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

...!!

Hi! Slept well?

_She gives light squeeze to his hand. Fren is awake!_

[corvid-steven]

*a nod. flap wing a few times. Habby! Fren!*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hehe,, She hug heem. Bestie._

[corvid-steven]

*humg! comf bestie <3*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_snuggle,, comf bestie. She scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch! purr! snuggl good! humg tight! brbrb.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She giggled, she brrbrr too!!_

I love you! (/p)

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

*he is fine, if not zonked out.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_That's good. She stretched her legs and went inside, gently placing Crow aside her plushies, letting him rest his head on a couple of them. She took out a blanket and covered him with it. Comfy fren?_

[corvid-steven]

*very comfy fren. But oh! He has grabbed her hand. Not letting go. No leave. Not necessarily that she would. Or that she couldn't just stretch her arm near indefinitely. But hold hand of fren <3.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Ah,, Fren,,, They hold hands now. She's sitting beside him, keeping Amy on her lap, relaxed noddl,_

[corvid-steven]

*Crow is sleeping well. Not letting go of her hand. His hand-/j*

[corvid-steven]

*eventually he woke up, gently sitting up.*

...?

*eyes lit up upon seeing Starved! !!*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

...!!

Hi! Slept well?

_She gives light squeeze to his hand. Fren is awake!_

[corvid-steven]

*a nod. flap wing a few times. Habby! Fren!*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hehe,, She hug heem. Bestie._

[corvid-steven]

*humg! comf bestie <3*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_snuggle,, comf bestie. She scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

*he is fine, if not zonked out.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_That's good. She stretched her legs and went inside, gently placing Crow aside her plushies, letting him rest his head on a couple of them. She took out a blanket and covered him with it. Comfy fren?_

[corvid-steven]

*very comfy fren. But oh! He has grabbed her hand. Not letting go. No leave. Not necessarily that she would. Or that she couldn't just stretch her arm near indefinitely. But hold hand of fren <3.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Ah,, Fren,,, They hold hands now. She's sitting beside him, keeping Amy on her lap, relaxed noddl,_

[corvid-steven]

*Crow is sleeping well. Not letting go of her hand. His hand-/j*

[corvid-steven]

*eventually he woke up, gently sitting up.*

...?

*eyes lit up upon seeing Starved! !!*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

...!!

Hi! Slept well?

_She gives light squeeze to his hand. Fren is awake!_

[corvid-steven]

*a nod. flap wing a few times. Habby! Fren!*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hehe,, She hug heem. Bestie._

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

*he is fine, if not zonked out.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_That's good. She stretched her legs and went inside, gently placing Crow aside her plushies, letting him rest his head on a couple of them. She took out a blanket and covered him with it. Comfy fren?_

[corvid-steven]

*very comfy fren. But oh! He has grabbed her hand. Not letting go. No leave. Not necessarily that she would. Or that she couldn't just stretch her arm near indefinitely. But hold hand of fren <3.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Ah,, Fren,,, They hold hands now. She's sitting beside him, keeping Amy on her lap, relaxed noddl,_

[corvid-steven]

*Crow is sleeping well. Not letting go of her hand. His hand-/j*

[corvid-steven]

*eventually he woke up, gently sitting up.*

...?

*eyes lit up upon seeing Starved! !!*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

...!!

Hi! Slept well?

_She gives light squeeze to his hand. Fren is awake!_

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

*he is fine, if not zonked out.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_That's good. She stretched her legs and went inside, gently placing Crow aside her plushies, letting him rest his head on a couple of them. She took out a blanket and covered him with it. Comfy fren?_

[corvid-steven]

*very comfy fren. But oh! He has grabbed her hand. Not letting go. No leave. Not necessarily that she would. Or that she couldn't just stretch her arm near indefinitely. But hold hand of fren <3.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Ah,, Fren,,, They hold hands now. She's sitting beside him, keeping Amy on her lap, relaxed noddl,_

[corvid-steven]

*Crow is sleeping well. Not letting go of her hand. His hand-/j*

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

*he is fine, if not zonked out.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_That's good. She stretched her legs and went inside, gently placing Crow aside her plushies, letting him rest his head on a couple of them. She took out a blanket and covered him with it. Comfy fren?_

[corvid-steven]

*very comfy fren. But oh! He has grabbed her hand. Not letting go. No leave. Not necessarily that she would. Or that she couldn't just stretch her arm near indefinitely. But hold hand of fren <3.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Ah,, Fren,,, They hold hands now. She's sitting beside him, keeping Amy on her lap, relaxed noddl,_

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

*he is fine, if not zonked out.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_That's good. She stretched her legs and went inside, gently placing Crow aside her plushies, letting him rest his head on a couple of them. She took out a blanket and covered him with it. Comfy fren?_

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

*he didn't stirr, other than wrapping himself in his one big wing. Bird burrito. Birbrrito*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_,,,birbrrito,,_

_She reached the warp, and she warped them to the kindergarten, walking towards her comfort hole. Occasionally looking down to check on him._

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

*she can rest too. Crow is comf. She could probably do/take him whenever. Crow trust much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hm.. Maybe it'll be better for him to rest in her comfort hole?_

_She stood up, and slowly walked to the nearest warp._

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

*Crow eventually did too. He was exhausted from the beast form thing. And was quickly asleep again.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she's holding him now then. She doesn't mind. She'll look out while he rests_

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

*pat good. Crow juste humg. Relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren is good. She closed her eyes._

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

*hes just. lean into her. Fall quiet. But Starved (comf)*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Yea, she comf. She pat him, maybe some scrimches._

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

I.. alright, I guess..

*upset about his wing gone, but that's about it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She knows how much his wings mean to him. But she won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it right now, so she gave him a gentle squeeze, comfort._

That's okay..

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

a dragon? Huh. Cool.

But hi! How have you been?

*he hugged the Starved. Fren <3/p*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!! hug! she hug back, nuzzle._

I've been good! ..You?

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!

[corvid-steven]

Hey!

*they rubbed an eye*

When'd you get here?

.. Was I asleep?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

Yeah. But you also turned into a... creature? kind of? you sort of looked like a dragon..

[corvid-steven]

Ender eyes- your muse gains the traits of an enderman (purple eyes, hates being looked in the eyes and will become aggressive/scream if it happens, the ability to teleport, and gets hurt by water.)

*it was late at night, past sundown. And something was moving around the trees. Not far from Crow's tree, even. The rustling of it in the leaves ironically made it hard to track, because it was moving in wierd patterns. Seemingly moving from some branches via crawling, and others by silent flight of some sort..*

*if your muse(s) got close enough, they could maybe make out glowing purple eyes, blank. Hiding up among the branches and leaves. Or maybe small floating bits, like tiny clumps of fog or mist, aside from the fact that they are a vibrant purple.

@burning-heart-au (or any alts) @some-mirror-child @purple-steven @sun-and-moon-sb @spinel-but-touch-starved @anyone, open rp! feel free to use any alts

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Starved was walking by, just taking a stroll around the forest, since she doesn't sleep and the boardwalk was a bit too spooky at night, the forest was a nice place to go to. She paid little to no mind at the noises since.. well it could be an animal and she wasn't really focused on that. She just wanted to get out of her hole in the kindergarten, just aimlessly walk while she's immersed in thought. She hasn't seen the purple yet._

[corvid-steven]

*the rustling continued. Seemed to be.. following her?*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She sighed, noticed how the rustling was following her, stopping her thoughts. She concluded that it wasn't hostile, mostly because it could've attacked her while she was walking. She was curious now, but didn't want to.. spook whatever was following her so... She sat down beside a nearby tree. She'll just.. let it approach by itself._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to stop, a bit before she went and sat down. Inexplicably, the rustling seemingly materialized above her, with nothing indicating how it crossed the gap so silently. A few leaves fluttered down onto her.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Huh..? She caught one of the leaves with her hand, slowly looking up._

[corvid-steven]

*it made a distorted noise, more purple wisps seemingly materializing around it. Backing up into the branches a bit.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She tilted her head, saw the purple._

Um..hi

_She waved at it, smiling. Friendly noodle._

[corvid-steven]

*it 'spoke' again. It was obviously a greeting, cheerful almost. Definitely curious.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She recognized the intent, giggling. Poofy pigtails._

I'm Starved! Nice to meet you!

_She's not in the mood to talk loud so, very soft talking right now._

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to like that. It climbed down the back of the tree, opposite Starved, then very carefully crawled around the tree.*

*it had large black reptilian wings and a matching tail, a dragon-like. It also had gray spines down its back. Its clothes were torn and tattered, black shirt and jeans. It was also barefoot, large gray claws on all its digits.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She was :O at the wings and tail._

You're pretty!

_Compliment! She doesn't.. recognize him tho._

[corvid-steven]

*a chirp. As it treads around her, she can notice how big it is. If it stood, it would be over 6 foot. And wingspan was twice that of what Crow normally has. After corcling Starved and the tree a bit, it laid down over her legs. Protecc.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Beeg fren.. She reached out to pet it's wings, very gentle, just checking if it was okay with pets._

[corvid-steven]

*it flinched its wing back, before slowly putting it back, even bumping her hand with it.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh, she pet then, giv some scrimches, even._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimches good. It was habby. Purrs. *

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh,, It purrs,,,_

You like scritches?

_She asked as she kept providing scrimches. Habby fren is good._

[corvid-steven]

*it rolled over slightly, back and wings towards her. Unless she can lift it (which she prob could w/ gem strength) she is stuck. Seemed very relaxed.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Relaxed fren.. She knows she could lift it, but.. she didn't mind being stuck for now._

_She was giving scrimches with both hands now._

[corvid-steven]

*many scrimches good. purring. It closed its eyes, v comf. It curled up, still on her lap. She could probably just see its face. Definitely a human head and face.. quite familiar too..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Hmm.. it is familiar but... she can't remember right now.. Eh- She just kept giving scrimch_

_She closed her eyes too, smiling._

[corvid-steven]

*after a while they went still. Were they.. asleep? Scrimch was just that good.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She gud at scrimch. She felt.. sleepy too, she won't sleep though... sleeping is bad vibes. She'll take care of them though, won't let anything happen while they sleeb_

[corvid-steven]

*after a considerable while, it began to writhe. Yet it didn't wake. Something was certainly happening..*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_?? Hmm? What's going on? She tilted her head, was something wrong?_

[corvid-steven]

*it seemed to shrink, eventually morphing into a regular Crow, still curled up on her legs. Normal size, although she was still missing a wing.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Silent gasp, it was Crow all along! Surprised noodle._

_...ah- his wing..? Worried noddle now. Scrimch his remaining wing.. comfort fren..._

[corvid-steven]

*she was still asleep. Didn't seem to be in any immediate pain, at least.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Sleeb bestie is good. No pain is also good. all gud! keep scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*scrimch was much appreciated. They turned over, accidentally rolling off her lap. But they didn't stirr much.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Aw, no lap :c pat pat and then. more scrimch. never enough scrimch._

[corvid-steven]

*yes. never enough scrimch. Crow did lay a wing over Starved. Even in sleep could tell safe source of scrimch.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_!!! wimg blankie.. she giggle._

[corvid-steven]

*they continued to shift often, groaning lightly.*

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_Oh wait, that doesn't look good. Nightmare..? She moved him a bit._

Crow..? Crow wake up..!

[corvid-steven]

*he groaned some more. Didn't seem urgent. Probably not a nightmare. But he did groggily open his eyes*

...?

.. Starved?

[spinel-but-touch-starved]

_She smiled at him, small wave._

Hi!