#dementxvoleur

[beautiful-brave-tactician-blog]

"Where are you going?"

"Huh? ...Who are you? And why do you want to know that?"

[brightenmemories]

ooc;

Well, to:

raine-verhart, dementxvoleur

I'm sorry I haven't replied to the rp posts, I've been kinda sick lately, plus I've been spending time with my boyfriend since he'll be leaving for the guards here soon. vnv.. Sorrrryyyy..

the-lord-of-monsters

I saw the tag post and I'll get around to it, promise! ;u; Just been busy and all.

[exemplairexnuit-archive-blog]

((hey psst all you guys that care

it's dementxvoleur's birthday

so go send him love because he needs all of it aLL OF IT *goes back to disappearing*))

[tickledpastel]

Four more have gone soaring!

vilisumbra

ask-elvothien

sonofgrima

dementxvoleur

(☁) - "If you're looking for the actual Pit, he's on duty right now."

[brightenmemories]

Closed RP || dementxvoleur & Brightenmemories

The dirt underneath one's feet was kicked up in the wind as each step was taken. The creature aimlessly wandered outside of a Ylissean camp. Many of the soldiers were either already saddled up, or traveling on foot. The young one's green eyes were locked onto the them, waiting for their figures to disappear slowly in the distances.

Over time, they began to leave, and from the angle she was at, it appeared no one was left at the camp. A small rumble could be heard from her stomach, and the smell of food seemed overwhelming. Creeping out of the forest, this dark creature stalked into the camp, quietly. Her nose then pointed at the dirt, trying to catch a scent of the delicious gourmet that had her every bit of attention.

After a while of following the trail, it lead her to a unoccupied tent. This has to be it, can't be wrong! The animal poked her nose through the cloth door of the tent, and slowly peeked inside. No one was there, and inside was what she was looking for. Foooooooooood. Her paws scrapped the ground as she trotted inside happily. A plate of food was left on a small table. With her size, it was easy for her to get to.

The black wolf slowly propped herself up and placed her front paws on the delicate table counter. She guided her mouth slowly over to the meal. Opening her muzzle, she gripped the plate as if she was using human hands. Soon getting a firm grip, the creature gently pushed off the table putting her on all fours again. The plate was then set on the ground so she could enjoy the meal the canine had longed for.