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[gckotails]

DOODLE...bular @broken-crcwn

Send “Doodle” for my muse to draw yours.

The changeling is silently dutiful with the request, turning paper towards the bull a short time later to present the sketch she had made.

[skxrbrand]

@broken-crcwn​

“ A creature with stone flesh?” Skarbrand comments. He hums, wondering at the tenacity of life. Perhaps, he was even annoyed by it.

“ The Mortal World is strange, varied, and persistent it seems.”

[heliinx]

[xaallo]

💔💔  I’m pretty sure you want to hurt me, and I intend to protect myself.

From Bular, to Kjoll

" You've given me no reason to want to hurt you, Bular~"

[gckotails]

@broken-crcwn liked for a starter.

‘It looks like the heavy rains have concluded in the Arcadia area. Landslide advisories have now been in effect for the upcoming days, possibly into the weekend if things don’t dry out. Should anyone be traveling the roads outside of town on the way into our local state park, be alert and wary of collapsed pavement, fallen rocks or other signs of possible slides.’

Bad weather. Bad weather alerts. You couldn’t have one without the other in the modern day. The smart knew better than to go chasing the chance to stare at carnage wrought by such a thing as the earth whisking itself away until after it was all clear to. It wasn’t safe to pull those kinds of stunts, to be out in the lingering weather and chance the drama that came with it. The smart knew better. Alex in this case, was risking disaster - curiosity was stronger than her caution.

The she-troll kept her head ducked. Occasionally a hand brushed away hair from features to secure behind horns. One after the other saurine feet planted themselves firmly in soaked earth, claws splaying out to stabilize weight as she traversed hill and field until she came to the chaos that had become of the swollen river laid thick with spilt debris. Drawing herself up onto a cracked trunk of a still rooted tree, safely away from water's edge and the remnants of a slide, the pastel shapeshifter settled into a squat. Curling tail about bark, teal quietly watched as the water churned it’s way through once placid riverbanks to waiting land beyond. 

For now, the dull roar of the river masked any sound of struggle those trapped in it might create.

[gckotails]

@broken-crcwn

Continued from here: [x]

Gods. 

There he was, and rather abruptly from the darkness of his hiding place. She had been trying to gauge his arrival from shadows, but to no avail when his great bulk of dark stone emerges from the gloom. Twitching back at his leer and greeting, a breath is taken before Alex recollects her composure.

Presenting the bird with a slight thrust of arm, it’s still warm corpse bobbed not unlike a macabre ball on a string as the she-troll held her ground. ‘Prey was plentiful today,’ she announces, a telltale puffing of mane and twitch of tail showing her nerves before she glances at the swinging poultry. A claw hesitates before it snags a foot to arrest it’s movement, and then Alex proceeds. ‘If you want it, this gander is yours.’

[heliinx]

@broken-crcwn​

Oh.

What a delightfully sized, fearsome looking beast. Could be bigger, though. Bigger horns, teeth. That golden hand clued her into it maybe not being animal-like, despite it’s appearance. Already, her spear rats and packmasters had their tools at the ready.

“ What a find-find! Such a horrid-wretched-beautiful monster, and so alone.”

She chitters in amusement.

[crystal-grotto]

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