I’m back 😈 GGRR I WISH HE HAD PURPLE EYES I LOVE IT ON HIM OMG I feel like I made him too bright oh well 😔
I also have him a little undereye tattoo totally not referencing any fandom im in surely not!! (I thought it’d look cool))

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I’m back 😈 GGRR I WISH HE HAD PURPLE EYES I LOVE IT ON HIM OMG I feel like I made him too bright oh well 😔
I also have him a little undereye tattoo totally not referencing any fandom im in surely not!! (I thought it’d look cool))
here's my submission for the Sapling child!! I thought it could make a good friend to one of my own critters, Freckle. and henceforth, its name shall be Speckle :)
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Willis takes a deep breath as he reenters his home and closes the door.
"Girls, I'm back home!" he called.
No slithering or pattering of small paws came to greet him. He assumed they were off sleeping and went to put the groceries on his dining table. Right as he begins to take them out, he feels the sharp edge of a gem hit his ankle.
He widens his eyes, craning his head down to see the brown face of Cinnamon staring up at him. He smiled, pausing what he was doing to crouch.
"There you are, girl," he rubbed her head gently. "Where's your daughter?"
She gestured with the end of her tail down the bedroom hallway. He glanced up curiously and saw his door cracked open. Standing back up, he made his way over, feeling her crawl up his body on the way to end on his shoulder by the time he reached the room.
He tentatively pushed it open the rest of the way to see Freckle curled up on his bed. Frowning, he got a little closer, making the dual colored snake raise her head. A light and dark gray blob lay curled up within her coil.
"Found a new friend, I see," he whispered.
Freckle playfully and excitedly flicked her tongue in and out a few times. Willis leaned over to get a better look at it.
"You wouldn't mind if I took her a bit, do you?" he asked.
Freckle released the blob enough to let him pick it up. He gathered it gently into his hooved hands and held it closer to his face, casting his eyes over every feature in case it was injured or anything.
"Wings, frills..." he adjusted it slowly so as to not wake it up. "A seemingly prehensile tail... colors reminiscent of an açai fruit. Interesting."
The small creature blinked an eye open before closing it again and pushing its body up to stretch. He carefully deposited it back into Freckle's coil and left for the door.
"I'll be right back with some food to see what it likes."
He grabbed a few of the smaller berries and tore open the bag of jerky for a broken-off piece. Fruit or meat, the natural two options. He swiftly returned back to Freckle. The small winged creature was sitting right next to her now.
"Good to see you officially awake, little one," he kneeled by the bed a couple inches away from it, placing down the jerky and berry. "Take your pick, if you're hungry."
Its eyes immediately widened as it eyed the two foods. A moment later and it dove for the fruit. He smiled as he watched it eat within four bites.
"How about a name now... what do you think of Speckle? Since you met Freckle first," he offered.
Speckle nudged at his hand. He lifted it slightly and she wove around his fingers with what he could tell were grateful noises.
"I'll take that as acceptance too. Welcome home, Speckle."
This was so cute!! Speckle and Freckle are such good matching names
@mapleleavesart
I have a wild mulberry tree near my house, so I always grab a handful when I pass by it. Yet, I can’t help but dwell on the fact that I’ve probably eaten so many bugs.
Calling it now umber and Mullberry getting together and we’ll have two new kings in Wof universe and they be gay
Mullberry and Poprox ☆
from my poem "17 year cicada summer" which you can read on my substack
.:Made throughout the month of September:.
Misc. September doodles~
[don't feel like putting pronouns, just use discretion or w/e owo)-b]
Mullberry (Symphoricarpos)
ph. Magda Indigo