#howlingundead

[hanumantokusa]

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   “It looks almost careless. I guess being ‘immortal’ makes you fearless like that...”

He already learned that immaturity didn’t make him immune to dying or losing. That behemoth acted like she had nothing to fear.

He cocked an eyebrow and glanced up at the taller man. His attention was so focused, he was largely speaking to himself. He almost didn’t even notice the man. A taller, darker, much more rugged man than young Tokusa. He tensed up slightly. It wasn’t his goal to stand out or get many questions thrown his way while he was fighting here...

   “Hanuman. Hanuman Tokusa. I haven’t been around long enough to meet everybody, but I didn’t think I had to. I stay out of everyone’s way well enough. And you are?”

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[poisonedvictory]

© for Howling-undead, please?

@sanctum-of-fantasy  @howling-undead

Send me a © for my opinion on:

How “visitor friendly” I found your blog:

Very friendly: Simple theme, easy to find everything and you are super nice, so definitely got the Jo’s Seal of Friendly Roleplayer!

Your character portrayal based on the first few pages:

I like Cailean! He’s different and totally interesting! I serioulsy love how you write him and how he interact with others.

How compatible our characters are as friends/enemies/etc.:(If they’re incompatible entirely, here’s why):

Hum.. I still don’t have a set opinion about them just yet. They seem to be walkikng towards a possible friendship!

Things I’d like to see more of from you:

HEADCANONS, THREADS. CHATTS. GIMME MOAR.

Things I’d like to see less of from you:

No complains so far, so nothing I guess.

[poisonedvictory]

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Sylphid stopped on his tracks. He could feel the other lurking behind him, almost hear him actually. The Basilisk stayed where he was, keeping his wings tightly closed behind his back. how easy would have been to just open them and let the breeze they created to do the trick. But he wasn’t like that. He wouldn’t pick a fight unless he absolutely needed or he was ordered to.

“Why are you following me?” He asked in a calm voice.