#iakopa

[threefeline]

siblings! 

[threefeline]

some new OCs and a (hopefully) final design on Tadi 8′) 

But yeah they’re all siblings! Pekelo tries to be someone who his little brother and sister can look up to, Iakopa probably loves their rats more than you, and Tadi just wants to paint and get along with you.

[wtfarraki]

A large, extremely fluffy and extremely pink shape would quickly pop up behind Anzeti, hugging him tightly before darting off and up a tree, leaving a basket of fresh fish beside Anzeti.

“Wah-Wot!?” As quickly as he was hugged, Anzeti was released. The Sandfury whirls around to find …. a basket of fish? “Eh, Ah tink Ah know who dis be from.” Anzeti smiles. “Boyo ought ta hang around sometime. Share dis fish he catch wit’ me.”

[wtfarraki]

Anzeti's home would be surrounded by pumpkins and gourds carved with 'scary' faces, some glowing mushrooms placed inside them for a vaguely eerie look. Cat pawprints would be all around them, indicating who'd put them there - along with a basket of Hallow's End themed treats left in front of the door.

Anzeti’s jaw drops at the spectacle. “Damn! Iakopa put a lotta work inta dis ‘un. Must’a took all night placin’ dese. Hm,” he hummed, thinking. “Ah invite him ta share de sweets. A hot tea an’ candies around de fire, wit’ spooky stories.” Anzeti muses on the Hallow’s End treats placed around his hut. He looks up to his hut roof, then to the Stranglethorn canopy. “Wunner if’n dat druid still be around?”

[wtfarraki]

The cat's footsteps on the sand would be silent, as the pink-spotted feline trotted up to the hut belonging to Anzeti, carrying a basket of fish in his mouth - freshly caught, some still thrashing around. He set the basket on the doorstep, before backing away, glancing around as if to check if anyone was there.

Iakopa might notice the sounds of a low crackling of fire and Anzeti humming coming from around the back of the modest hut. There, the Sandfury is tailoring a well-worn cloak while a tin kettle sits over the fire. Anzeti didn’t hear the druid’s stealthy approach, and was absorbed in his work. A mumble would give away that he did catch a whiff of Iakopa’s gift. “Smells like some’un caught a lotta fish fo’ dinner. … Damn, now Ah hungry fo’ fish.”

[wtfarraki]

A handwoven basket full of fresh fish is left for Anzeti, along with some orchids. It's not difficult to tell who it's from going by the cat pawprints in the soil around it.

Anzeti looks around for Iakopa. Not finding the druid, he picks up the basket and goes to the campfire behind his hut. “Ah alwehs enjoy dese gift baskets. Kopa catches a lotta fish fo’ me. Ah don’ know wot Ah do ta deserve dis kindness.” With a long knife, Anzeti slices down a fish’s stomach to start cleaning it.

[wtfarraki]

Psst and Want from Iakopa

Psst: Three things that I’ve always wanted to tell you.

“Yeh a vereh sweet mon, Iakopa.”

“Yeh had me real worried when yeh were vereh sick…”

“Ah hope we can be friends fo’ a long time, bruddah.”

Want: Three things I would do to you if we were alone.

Give Iakopa lots of big, warm hugs!

And a kiss on the cheek.

He’d probably try to pet Iakopa’s fur, on his arm or shoulder. It always looks so soft.

[wtfarraki]

"You're the best thing I have."

Anzeti chuffs and pulls Iakopa in for a big, warm hug. “Yeh a blessin’ in mah life, too, bruddah.”