#naoshofmuses

[the-purple-hero]

@naosh-of-muses​ wanted an AU starter for Hunter

{🔥}—; Spyro trotted through the Artisan home with his newest friend whom at first didn’t seem like much of a talker, but he was able to find out his name was Hunter. So right now he’d brought him home and had given him a small tour of the place, trying to make him happy since he found him all alone.

It was something the little dragon was hoping to give to him, he just wanted to see if he could give him a good time here in the Dragon Realms. Although Sparx had some weird feelings about the cheetah, Spyro had odd vibes at first and was watching but the seemingly timid yet kind cheetah seemed to enjoy himself after a while at least. “Y’know one of these days I should take ya to Dragon Shores, I bet you’ll have a fun time there!”

[rxpper-roo]

@naosh-of-muses​

{💣}—; Roo sat comfortably at his desk, in his office of the museum which wasn’t all that busy today. As the curator of the place, and the owner he was always around here whether to give tours or to oversee the place if he was ever needed.

At the moment, he was spending his time reading one of his books which he had grown attached to given that it had grabbed his interest and had him hooked. If there was anything the blue mutant enjoyed a lot, it was reading a good book.

Even if he was a bit of a bookworm in a sense, he still was a rather successful kangaroo by all means given all the things he’d accomplished despite some of his struggles.

The experiment however was completely unaware he’d soon have an unexpected guest, one that was lost and terribly afraid due to being in a strange land, alone.

[hxuse-of-muses]

@naosh-of-muses​

{♚}—; Nestor looked at one of Nils’ sculptures he’d put on display it was such a great design. Everyone knew of the great talents possessed by the sculptor, perhaps he should go visit him soon during his trip to Town Square. At the moment he finished his morning duties after all, but before he would leave to go to town he noticed Hunter, Spyro’s good friend walking across the meadow.

Seemed he was in a good mood, he wondered if he was going to go and meet Spyro. But as he watched, he saw the cheetah coming towards his direction and as he came close enough he smiled and nodded his head. “Good morning Hunter, I hope you’re having a pleasant day.” He said aloud to him, grasping the end of his vest as he spoke.

[moonrlsing]

@naosh-of-muses​ said: "Happy New Year, Luna!" Wolfie responded brightly, smirking. "A whole new year for us to come up with all sorts of ideas!"

She looked up from her phone as soon as she heard his voice, blue eye almost matching his.

“Oh. Yeah. I forgot dat was today. Happy New Yea’, or whateva’.” She didn’t seem as excited as everyone else.

[thebookofmuses]

Marigold petals engulfed Miguel like a tornado. He vanished before their eyes to the land of the living where he belonged. The sun rose as she looked down at her husband. He was about to vanish into the Final Death. So much time had been wasted with hate, and he did not deserve all of it. Yes, he abandoned the family, and he shouldn’t have done that. But at the same time, he meant to come back, and Ernesto kept them apart. None of that mattered now. If these were his final moments, he should not be alone. Her hand went over his as she prepared to watch him vanish. 

As the morning sun went higher into the sky, she noticed that the flickering was happening less and less. It was clear into the morning of the next day, and he was still here. Was it possible? Were they given a second chance somehow? “Hector...” she asked nervously. “How do you feel?” @naosh-of-muses

[oursklpper]

❛ Here boy! ❜ He whistles. How he enjoys teasing the canine. Classified could be so uptight it was amusing to watch his features shift when Skipper added a witticism here and there just to torment him.

These last few months, whenever Skipper and Classified had encountered one another, he felt a warmth in his stomach. It was new and unexpected and Skipper had kept it to himself, just relishing in the time they spent together. Neither of them were on duty and Skipper had invited Classified along to join him in Central Park. The Eurasian Wolf could pass off as a domestic dog without the humans getting too suspicious and Skipper was small enough to avoid being so obviously spotted also. 

A guiding flipper attempts to encourage the wolf to rest besides him adjacent to the pond. ❛ Relax, Pooch. ❜ It was just something he called him sometimes. ❛ I’m pulling your tail! ❜ As in to say he was just teasing. ❛ I invited you to join me, remember? Just us. I figured as two leaders of elite squadrons we have warranted a rest. ❜ Opposed to arrest he supposes. Well one of our teams is more elite than the other. ❜ A wink it was in jest.

@naosh-of-muses​ [ for Classified ] x.

[bendingmuses]

@naosh-of-muses for Tenzin

“Four kids, all only a few years apart? You’re insane, Tenzin. I feel bad for your poor wife. She better get all the respect in the world for what she does.” 

[cantstoptherot]

Treasure chest opened. You acquired a book on human history and human culture. (from Blinkous Galadrigal)

Send “Treasure Chest Opened! You Acquired _____” Along with an Item My Muse would obtain by opening a secrete treasure chest, Make it ANY item you want and see My Muse’s reaction to obtaining said Item.

A talon carefully rifles through the pages, gold considering human glyph that made up their text. Angor could understand a good number of them without a magical aide now - but not completely. These, tag aside saying who it was from, would be picked at in times of sleeplessness if not out of curiosity then to better decipherment of the written word.