#flossinspector

[microscopic-galaxies]

@flossinspector liked for a starter

What a FUN evening this was! Not only was it a starry night, easy for him to fly down from, it was filled with OTHER flying little things and one in particular caught his eye.

The boy flitted about, following behind her, it completely obvious that he was there, not even trying to be subtle and unable to dim his light.

[easterelf]

Fancy a dance, Toothy?

[fiadhaichh]

for @flossinspector

A small blue wisp flitted through the night air, a quiet whistling sort of sound echoing in its wake. It zipped down through the trees and whizzed through the sleepy village before coming to rest outside a second story window, its little eyes peering in through the dusty glass. Most of the children inside had gone to bed, save for one small girl who tucked something under her pillow. Wait, was that a...? No, that would be too strange.

Still, the wisp tilted its head slightly and waited until it knew all the wee ones had all fallen into slumber before phasing through the solid window. It hovered down to the girls' bedside, flashing in a slight blue blip as it transformed into a human woman.

Crouching, Quinn smiled fondly at the dozing girl before slipping a hand under her pillow and producing... a small tooth. "What in the world?" she murmured under her breath as she inspected it, scrunching her nose up. "I knew ya were an odd one, but what in the world possessed ya to put this thing under your head, lass?"

No response, of course. But still a valid question.

[motherednature]

@flossinspector liked for a starter!

THE TREES SHIFT uncomfortably. what was once a light-dappled forest glade, easily navigated by a fairy, has slowly darkened and closed in on itself to become a maddening labyrinth. great cracks and groans of wood bending cut through the air, and with them, the telltale presence of ancient power. mother nature remains unseen, but her voice is unmistakable.

"your baby teeth know better than to tread here. if one of them were lost, i am afraid they have most likely already met their end."

[shcrdcdlifc]

Starter for @flossinspector 🦷

Kohaku sweat dropped as it seems that he ended up in another bizarre world unlike his own back in Feudal Japan, he gulped before curiously looking around. He could hear what sounded like chirping?

Were there birds here?

He couldn’t tell as he walked, however, he stopped as he watched a curious little being approach him. He looked at the little one in awe but flinched as he watched them just shy of his mouth, he didn’t know what to do nor say as he backed up against a nearby wall.

This creature wasn’t going to take all his teeth were they??

[cwckcncdtruth]

Starter for @flossinspector for Tooth!🧚‍♂️

The cookie moves slowly as he seemed to have found himself in a strange world as everything looked all sparkling and uniquely shaped resembling various towers, the eye on his flower staff helping to focus on various shapes and colors as he ventures forth.

He perked up to the sounds of chirping birds?

He couldn't pinpoint the source as he continued to explore, all the while remaining cautious.

[wintersovereign]

"What do you mean, my teeth are missing? How do you lose a bag of teeth, Toothina?"

( @flossinspector )

[easterpookan]

Toothiana wraps her arms around his neck from behind, leaning her head on his shoulder with a sigh. "How has it been so much easier for you? This whole Pit- Pitchiner thing?"

Her fragrant scent & the soft buzz of her wings had been a subtle enough warning for her presence, tall ears flicked in recognition of her presence. As the fairy ever so casually slumps around him, feathers ruffle through his fur and Bunny quietly grumbles at his interrupted sketching moment. Her presence he was mildly prepared for - her words however through the Pooka for a spin and his body ripples with discomfort before settling with a quiet rigidity.

"Easy is not the word Ah'd use..." he finally responds after taking a moment to breath. Tumultuous is a far more apt description for the long evolution of where Bunnymund now stands with the man whose possessed hand had wiped the Pooka's existence from the stars. "After he... woke up? Had a helluva blue - near tore each otha up and got a lot off our chests - was not pretty. Certainly not one of my proudest moments." He gives a raspy cough as an ear twitches in distress at the memory of that night. "I also remember... he was someone before Pitch. And that someone is trying."