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✪: of our muses (rivals/enemies) {commandernochill :D}
@commandernochill replied to your post ““When this is what is on offer…” “People are virtually beating down my...”
Loqi: -wolf-whistles-
“No.”
@commandernochill
This time, the frozen power manifested on a hill overlooking a snow laden valley. Clear, glassy ice cracked under the increasing dry air and all the birds remained silent. But her voice, upon appearing a few feet behind the brigadier general, was crisp and strangely loud, “What has the snow child linger here for hours on end? Is an intruder present?”
@commandernochill replied to your post: Prompto’s Nicknames for the Bad Guys So Far
Loqi wants a nickname! …if it’s creative. {commandernochill}
“Not As Cool As Lelouch.”
@commandernochill from here
“And you must be the King’s Shield, Amicitia.”
“I am,” Clarus said, staring at Loqi, brow furrowed slightly. Just looking at him carefully.
“You look more like your father than I think I expected. No matter what Cor’s said,” the Shield said, thoughtfully, before slowly opening his cell and carefully walking into it, with a small box in his hands.
“Your family, Njordssons. You were Shiva’s folk, right? Do you still keep the faith?” he asked thoughtfully, holding the box up. He wasn’t entirely certain why he’d come. Maybe because Regis wouldn’t allow himself, and so obviously wanted to ask him to. “I brought what’s needed for a personal altar. The kind you have in Niflheim, not here. I know full well the faith looks different,.”
@commandernochill liked for a starter with Werewolf Gladio
Camp. Camp was far away. Camp was far away and someone was close.
While the full moon hung high in the sky, Gladio wasn’t able to live out the night as he planned it, chained to a tree and not harmful. Unfortunately, he was free. He would slink under the cover of the forest nearby the Niff garrison. He didn’t want to get near people, but now this one was in his territory. Blond and short.
He’d be easy to hunt.
Slowly, the werewolf padded out of the woods, crouched low to the ground. A deep, rumbling growl left him.
@commandernochill continued from x
“Mhm.” He clearly doesn’t believe him but he leaves it at that and lets Loqi work across from him.