#floofangel

[furgemancs]

My first two Artfight attack on @foxymcdorks and @floofangel , so far im having fun :P

[whisperingfaun]

You thinking about doing keychains and other stuff in the future? :o

Absolutely! Tho I plan to wait until I get some revenue off the stickers then order some

[yeeshastone]

What a sly fox, the wonderful art was made by: https://twitter.com/FloofAngel

Etsy-https://www.etsy.com/shop/Fandancyshop

Patreon-https://www.patreon.com/yeeshastone

Website-http://dndpkmn.com/

[rosendark]

Just a wholesome dad moment with Saois, his daughter Tia and @floofangel 's Pearl (with permission from Ronan lol)

[calywitsune]

Well I’d love to know more about Sarkis :3c Any things you’d like to share about him? Like maybe something about his past? Or what exactly does he do in the present? Anything interesting in his day to day duties?

For OC noodle sarkis:

Past: He is a forest spirit bound to one very very very ancient tree that is the heart of his current forest. His tree was planted by a boy long ago (The boy stands in for Alistair, his half brother in the poke verse), and the boy took very good care of the tree as it grew. He and Sarkis created a close bond because of all that care, but of course the boy grew and died eventually. Sarkis remembered the boy talking about how he wanted so badly to plant more trees and plants in the rather barren land, so Sarkis made it his goal to expand the forest from his own sapling. Making the forest a safe haven for magical beings was something that came later on. Creatures were simply attracted to it and he figured it was quite lonely without anyone else.

His “duties” are few and far between currently because no one really ventures into the forest due to the sheer amount of magic exuded from it. But if he is called upon, its usually to help keep the peace between residents and keep the local nature in balance. Theres the very rare occasion where mortals (usually aged and dying, or on a desperate mission of some kind) come to the forest wishing to experience/channel the magics of the forest’s heart. In these cases Sarkis is tasked with judging the individual, and if they are worthy enough to enter he must accompany them throughout the forest for as long as they are allowed to stay.

For the most part though, he just lumbers around watching over things

[foxymcdorks]

Kinda responds to @floofangel ‘s last doodle post

Here’s some sketches of my nord/werewolf girl Kamala (yes still playing Skyrim, problem?) I’m actually really proud of this one (whycan’tallmystuffbelikethis?!)

This one is smoll, but I like to do more of it. Especial with @floofangel orc boy, Uram (thatpreciouscinnamonbun). And yes, fire spells are serious business for Kam, so gonna teach Uram how to do it right |D.

[bluedawn-mod]

I'll like to have a ticket to your Blog pit please! 0w0)/

THERE ISN’T TICKETS HERE! Only way in is to be skillfully selected uvu YOU PASS

[ @floofangel @foxymcdorks ]

[nixnjix]

Constantly she felt on edge with him, feeling an ominous pressure within his being. He may been deceptive at hiding such a thing but her heightened scents allowed her to pick up certain things other would normally miss. But how they miss a foreboding one such of him? Ever since she came in contact with him, she felt it. And when he put his hands on her... She shuddered, a sliver of fear running down her spine, skirting across her features. It came crashing down all at once for her, his presence increased ten fold, the malice in his voice when he sought information to the strange tone in the sudden change of his soothing voice. Even as she remain calm in the situation, showed little fear in the face of danger, in the back of her mind, she was fearful of what he was. She couldn't relax her guard around him, not for a second yet she was determined to find out more, more of this man with a dangerous edge. His words conflicted with what she had discovered the first day, only rousing more questions in her mind. And now, with the small window they had together, they shared bits of themselves, memories she knew she simply couldn't share with a human, a brief connection she hadn't shared in a long time. Now she dared to try something else. "Zane...." She was hesitant to ask, fearing she would cross a line again for him to commit the same actions as before. Her hands fretted in her lap as she fidgeted in place. "What is it?" She could hear the confusion in his tone, no doubt curious at her sudden nervousness. She swallowed the feeling away, turning towards the sound of his voice, raising her trembling hands high. "M-May I-I touch you?" Her condition only left her with one sight of him yet she wished to see more. His hair had been so distracting in the time frame. She hadn't fully absorbed his features. Now she longed to complete the nagging image, knowing her hands would surely finish the incompleteness she felt. Clearly there was a pause in the air and she held her breath. Just as she was ready to allow her hands to fall back in her lap, she heard his quiet answer, "Do as you wish." A vague answer if she ever heard one but she wouldn't do it. "Is that a yes?" Not until she had his full consent. "Yes." Inhaling deeply, taking his answer in stride and strength, she leaned in, hands poised. At the first touch of smooth skin, she nearly flinched away. It took all her efforts not but she hadn't expect him to be so warm... The steep angles to his cheekbones, down to the strength of his jaw. He certainly had the feel and edge of a regal being who held himself with pride. And in check. Little did she noticed the way he stiffened as she continued her curious exploration of his face. His hands were fist at his side, his face remaining straight for her sake alone but his eyes blazed with such emotion he was thankful she couldn't see. The pad of her thumb lightly skimming the surface of the harsh edge of his lips. Against his reason, his lips parted with a sharp exhale. Dammit to all hell. His tongue lightly brushed the tip of his fangs, dripping. Pull away, he chanted, feeling his urges rise to the forth. Thankfully she did just that, her fingers moving to reach behind and thread through his hair. "It is long," she breathed. Was that wonder in her tone? Clenching his teeth, he placed his hands on her shoulders, immediately feeling her tense. That won't do. He carefully set her a good distance away, trying to regulate his damn heart. She roused things best left alone. "That is enough for now," he bit out, raking his hand through his air.