#trudy murray

[tyrianstranger]

Inktober draws! 8: Star - Tenno, since she is an Asuranet supestar of her own genre! 9: Precious - Zanna back-when, being gently crowded by tiny doots! @opaledrobins Trudy, @augssanctuarys Qurikk and my Tristana, all as teensy children, reaching for auntie Zanna!

[tyrianstranger]

Some Zanna stuff, guest starring others! 1.) Young Sparr and Zanna cuddles 2.) @tyrian-vas‘ Ada and Zanna have a moment alongside @opaledrobin‘s Truu, emulating this scene 3.) Zanna’s first meeting with baby Trudy, baby Tristana, and @augssanctuary‘s baby Qurikk! 4.) They had weak moments too.

[bucketfullofocs]

@anestofocs asked:

🧣for Aya, "Goodness darlin' your freezing " -Trudy.

Festive Scenarios

Aya was made for tropical waters, not artic seas. The island was a freezing one, and Aya had underestimated just how cold it was - or rather, how cold it would get. The morning had started off nice enough, but as the day went on, the temperature seemed to continually drop. She tried to power through it, not wanting to make the long walk back to the docks to the ship, knowing Andria and the others would fuss over her if they saw her red nose and cheeks.

So she stood in front of a market stall, shivering slightly as she looked over different winter fruits the merchant sold. Focused on the fruit in front of her, she didn't notice another approaching. Only when the scarf landed around her shoulders did Aya look up, jolting slightly with a squeak as she realizes she's not the only one at the market stall anymore.

"I, um, - oh. Thank, um, thank you?" Aya's a little confused at the random act of kindness from the stranger, to say the least. Still, the scarf was soft and warm - a thick wool that helped keep her warm. Even if she was confused, she was grateful.

[opaledrobin]

⌆ for a story about their family/home life

The Murray manor was always one that while certainly more “gloomy” on outside appearances was filled with laughter and love. The Lord of the house and his eldest  would often (Reluctantly) be the firsts to rise for their respective duties. His as the head  of house and needing to check upon their various investments and business.  Her for  duty to crown and Kryta as a seraph. In nebo their  hometown there was little time for Reach finery, No when both dressed it was dressed for conflict with the Centaur and the  practicalities  of the country. Once he was dressed  in silvers, blacks and night iris purple ad she was dressed in the golds,  blues and steel. They would often chat about their dreams, what Robyn,  the Lady of the house and the chef/help might make for breakfast. They  prayed to Grenth together and then would make a sneaky bet on who’d  cut down the most centaurs that day. Trudy would always win of course due to her duty.

Slowly the others would wake, with Katlyn the middle child always waking last.

It was a simple and privileged life, but one that Trudy treasured, one day the peace would be shatttered, but their bond would only grow stronger and even  years after. Gain a more.. unique addition or three.