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LOOK WHAT I GOT FOR CHRISTMAS LITTLE GHOST ASDFKLJGHHHRRR THANK YOU winterfellsnowdrifts!!!!!!
"Who did this to you?"
It was startling, the voice of a human. Ghost had been wandering lost for so long, he had all but forgotten the once-familiar sound. Wearily, he opened his good eye just enough to focus on a form before him. Ally or enemy? At the moment, the injured direwolf couldn’t have cared less. If it were a foe, he merely wished it put him out of his misery quickly. If it were a friend, the comfort of a soothing hand upon his scarlet stained fur. Gradually, his eye began to focus more on the human, and he was able to see it clearly. The young man was kneeling, looking down at him with unconcealed concern. Ghost wearily attempted to raise his head, his body trembling with the effort, and slither a bit closer to the human.
At first he had believed it to be one of San’s wolf brothers- and who could blame him? There were no other enormous, white-furred wolves in the Old Forest…or so Ashitaka had believed. Heart in throat at the thought of San’s grief if one of the wolves were to die, his feet had sped forward, dark eyes filled with concern as he now knelt before the bloodied frame, an anger festering in his quiet soul. If humans once again were harming the animals…he would have to intervene for peace once again. Sharp was his surprised gasp as the wolf opened his eye, for it was red…unlike San’s wolves. Pity stirred at the wolf’s pathetic attempts to move closer to him, such a majestic creature brought to this degrading state was sorrowful in the extreme. Glancing about, Ashitaka spotted herbs to aid the creature’s wounds; if he could staunch the blood flow, this wolf may live. Fisting the plants in one hand, the other whipped off his outer garment, pressing it upon the deepest gashes while he edged forward, placing the wolf’s head upon his lap. After he crushed the herbs in his free hand, he placed the mixture upon the cleanest, driest wound, rubbing it in ever so gently before his hand ran through the matted fur. Softly he spoke, his fingers caressing the wolf’s head.
“Easy, great wolf warrior, easy now- I will look after you and your wounds, have no fear. I wonder…I wonder if you are a companion such as my Yakul is to me…who awaits your homecoming? Or are you a spirit of the forest? You will live, I swear it, by the blood that flows in me. Ashitaka is my name…if only I could know yours.”
Ghost whimpered quietly as the human administered the healing herbs. They stung for but a moment, then faded into a refreshing coolness. His ears shoved forward when he heard the man speak. He completely understood the words. How could this be? Jon was the only other human he knew of that could communicate so clearly with him. perhaps it was the loss of blood or some strange idea that prompted the great wolf to try to respond - by attempting human language. "M-my...my...na-name...is...Ghost." the last part of his shaky sentence had been emphasized a little more than it should have. This new form of language gave his voice a low, gravelly tone.
Sorry for being off for so long.
//i haven't really had much motivation to rp on my Ghost blog, so I made about seven others. I'm certainly busy now! As far as I know, I've only got one reply to work on. If you want to rp with me, let's just use this as a "like for a starter" thing.
I want to snuggle on the couch with you
*jumps on couch and knocks you over*
Pet
Ghost wags his tail slightly. He was obviously enjoying the petting. //thank you, sweet anon!
I know I'm really late for mun monday but here is my costume for my costume party I don't want to wait for next monday)
I’m not vain. I’m just recovering from years and years of low self-esteem.
Why I’m taking so many selfies. (via missmirandaaraee)
FUCKING. THIS. support selfies ALWAYS
(via becomingathena)
I want to _____ you.
reblog and see what your followers say
Interesting..
I’VE LITERALLY HAVE NEVER DONE ANYTHING TO YOU PEOPLE
I was just reblogging for the above post I didn’t think I’d get any
I won’t get any but I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing
PLEASE, DO IT
last time was fun
Doubt I’ll get any tbh 😂
please do this guys
anyway, whatever i guess.
me, probably, about some complex personal emotional problem (via geeses)
Well I can officially say that Five Nights at Freddy's, while not EXTREMELY terrifying, is QUITE hard and has QUITE a lot of jump scares. I'm gonna see if I can play it to the finish! (Jon, hold me.)
A Song of Ice & Fire Meme
↳ Eight Friendships &/or OTPs [ 7/8 ] : Arya & Jon
So I downloaded Five Nights at Freddy's and played it a bit. My sis seems to think my reactions were halairious and wants me to put it on Tumblr, but I don't know. I should probably just get a personal and put it there.
it is time.
soon the era of pumpkin will fall and the northern winds whisper
peppermint everything
#minter is coming
I would like to know if I owe anyone starters or fanart. I have a couple in mind, but I want to make sure that I'm not missing anyone. Also, like for a starter
Reblog if you are a role-play blog who is willing to role-play with the following:
canon & oc & multi-character.
Uneasily, Ghost weaved around the bright green foliage, taking care not to prick his skin with the sharp thorns dotting the elegant roses. A great deal farther than home was the only conclusion he could find as to his whereabouts. Sniffing the air, he could detect the scent of a female human, quickly becoming stronger. The white direwolf tried to seclude himself deeper in the leafy protection, but the thorns had assumed painful positions near his tail and his white coat made him painfully noticeable.
Alright new blog has been created
The url is thelxstguardian