❛ --------------- i think you're full of shit. ❜ human lie detector ; RED FLAGS WAVING. ❛ listen. i've dealt with enough stupidly strong magical bastards to know than to throw my cards on the table right now , @storywolf. ❜
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❛ --------------- i think you're full of shit. ❜ human lie detector ; RED FLAGS WAVING. ❛ listen. i've dealt with enough stupidly strong magical bastards to know than to throw my cards on the table right now , @storywolf. ❜
@storywolf liked for a one liner.
"Now that's a sour look , what in the hells is wrong with you?"
semi plotted thing || @storywolf
The warlike days weren't so far behind them. People were angry, hungry even. The harsh winter hadn't helped anyone. Deer and other game had found tamer climates. Predators and humans alike were starving. There was little reason to not have expected the attack on her caravan, the pillaging. Rosalyn had ran and ran, and ran some more until she was wholly lost. Girls that strayed from the well worn path were so often left to the wolves, weren't they?
Red cloak was pulled tight against her as the bitter, winter wind blew through the trees, through the underbrush that thickly surrounded her within the dark forest. A twig snapped somewhere around her and she spun. Dark eyes blown in fear as she stared off into a direction she thought the snap had been birthed.
"Who's there? I have a weapon." She didn't.
"This is a lucky day to spend time in nature. Stray from the footpath. Enter the forest eaves. Follow the flickering light, the one that almost sounds like a child's laugh. Go on, do it."
SENTENCE MEME ⟶ SORROW-SCOPES FROM TWITTER (PART TWO)
"....... I can not tell you how sus all of that sounds. Like it is insane how undesirable every bit of that is coming off. On a scale of one to ten the likelihood of me following a whisp into the forest of fuckthatatude is negative six hundred ghost rider-"
"Listen here, English in America we tip our waitresses and bar staff. Especially when they're stuck serving your ungrateful butt, working single coverage, and need to put some money away for a new carburetor for their car. So unless you got a few Benjamíns hidden away up your fancy sleeves, I'm cuttin' you off for the night. "
@storywolf liked for a starter !
@storywolf - npc starter call ( ft. teejay danes. hunter )
❝ okay try again, there is no way you know payne. absolutely no way. ❞
@storywolfywolf sent:
may i suggest a drink? bourbon perhaps?
"before we get to this question, let’s look at a more important issue: care to explain what you are doing in my home? i do not recall having invited a stranger with a- " elijah's gaze looked the other man up and down "-questionable sense of style."
the brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all. 🌕 the princess diaries
“ which one are you, then? ”
those that have opinions on bravery and cowardice often consider themselves one or the other; theo, if prompted, would label himself the latter. he hasn't been a warrior for a great many years, and even in shifting sand and beneath a sweltering, burning sun, he felt no confidence in the turn of his blade or the flash of his teeth. and after the war, theo had run until his paws chafed down to nothing, the earth cold and wet and harsh around him.
“ i would assume you consider yourself brave, if your opinion of the cautious is anything to go by. ”
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