#yunxlesca

[odiumstulte]

"You know *Heh* I vaguely seem to recall killing someone who looked a whole lot like you! They had the whole crazy grey hair thing going on too. Although, I think it suits you a whole lot better!" Kefka winked as he strutted towards the high summoner, his feathers bobbing on his head with each step.

[ilcavalliere]

        ❛check this out ;                  new wip. it's made out of horse hair fibers and it's got a neat wood lacquered polish. very niiiiice.

[shatterheart-skypirate]

5 had come across Fran.

imperialmight

vanfanel

yunxlesca

theblueheroreturns

heavensxcloud

   The Vieran's ears had flickered in the direction of the nose.    As she lowered her frame, she made sure to stay out of    sight, her ears the only thing stick out of the tall grass. It    was the sound of a wounded animal that had reached her    long rabbit like ears. Her body moved fluidly while she    crawled on the ground towards the sound of the dying    animal.

   Amber hues had glanced around spotting a clearing. The    dying animal looking like one of her ancestors, her head    tilted to the side. A water fall of white locks had fallen to    her side. Her visage remained untouched by the display    before her.

   Someone had set up a trap for the poor creature to kill it.    It was a hunt but they had failed to set the trap to kill it's    prey easily. The poor dying creature was struggling to    breath. There was no way she could leave it here to die    a painful death.

   Fran had pulled out her knife, her scarlet optics was kept    on the creature. Slim digits gently caressing the white fur.    "Shht, be brave little one. You will soon join the others    and become one with The Wood." She said soothingly.    It had helped the creature calm down and Fran had struck    it in it's chest. A clean kill. Her hand continued to stroke the    fur. "You were quite brave, please return to the Wood in    peace."

   The deed was done and she turned her frame. There was    someone near by her. Her hand gripped the cool blade in    her hand as she stood up calmly. "Have you come bare    witness the death of the poor creature and wish feed    upon it? Was it you that made the trap?"