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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 21:56:34 GMT -5
yeee working on a reply uwu
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 21:56:51 GMT -5
[ Ahh i gotta go eat now-- maybe i'll get in a few more replies tonight~ this is so exciting so far c: ]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:05:29 GMT -5
To be completely honest Mossfur hadn't even noticed Adderthorn's arrival until the younger molly was grooming the elder's pelt. Almost automatically a rusty purr could be heard coming from the aging feline, her thick tail swishing over to lay against her side. Perhaps out of exhaustion Mossfur leaned closer into Adderthorn's touch. How lucky Mossfur was to have such a kind warrior as a friend. They were seasons apart in age, but that had never stopped the two from connecting. Perhaps it was the blood they shared that made Mossfur so keen on having Adderthorn around. The younger feline was her brother's daughter after all.A light chuff slipped from the elder at Adderthorn's words. "Me? Pushed myself too hard? Nonsense," Mossfur purred. As soon as the words left her maw it stretched wide in a yawn. She had pushed herself, hadn't she? Burying a leader was no easy task - burying any cat was no easy task, that was for sure. The more she thought about it the more she realized just how stiff her joints had gotten and how her claws hurt from becoming chipped. She wasn't as young as she had once been, that was for sure. At least she had Adderthorn with her. Having the younger cat around kept Mossfur away from any lingering dark thoughts.The voice of her brother caused Mossfur to look over to the tom. Ah, Duskwater. The poor thing. He would be dealing with all sort of troubles in the next few days. Hopefully the questions would only last for a couple of days if StarClan willed it. MoonClan needed their guidance more than ever in this moment."I can only hope so," the molly rasped. Worry was apparent in her voice; the Clan had no leader to guide them now. Surely StarClan had a reason for that. But what their reason was Mossfur had no idea. The elder sighed. The least she could do was pray to StarClan and hope that they would answer her call. She could only hope they would answer the call of every cat in the Clan.- - - This wasn't how patrols were supposed to go. He wasn't even training to be a warrior and he knew that much. Was StarClan angry at them? Was that why they had taken Yarrowstar and Birchfur? Was that why they had taken Ratface? It was too much to think about right now. StarClan had always been there for MoonClan, had always been there for Buckpaw, but right now they seemed to be as far away as the idea of happiness.
The cream tabby inched his head down and began to pray.
'Dear StarClan, please watch over those who have left us to join your ranks. Allow them to find solace in your territory. StarClan, I have a few questions to ask. Is Birchfur happy up there with momma? Who should be our new leader? Please, please StarClan, answer these questions soon.'
His prayer ended with a quick, 'thank you', under his breath before he pulled his head back up. When his mind went back to the real world, he noticed the familiar scent of his littermate as she padded over to him. Just seeing her white pelt sent a small feeling of comfort flowing through his body. Buckpaw reached out and leaned against Snowpaw. He couldn't help but emit a small whine as he made contact with her soft fur. "Don't ever leave me, Snowpaw," the young tom murmured, voice tight with emotion. They were so young yet they had lost a lot. At least, if anything, they would always have each other, right? ... Hopefully. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:06:05 GMT -5
alright, ross c:
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Post by Myst on Nov 21, 2017 22:07:34 GMT -5
im exciteee
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 22:11:56 GMT -5
honestly loving the snow and buck brothersister relationship already ;u;
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:13:10 GMT -5
yessss ;w;
i've never role-played Buck with a sibling before, so i'm so excited omggg
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 22:14:26 GMT -5
who do you want to be the one to try their hardest to bottle it all up and keep the other safe (yknow what I mean? Snow or Buck?
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:15:31 GMT -5
mmmmmmm
buck is too emotional to bottle things up |D
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Post by Onyx on Nov 21, 2017 22:18:26 GMT -5
Butterflypaw was curled up by herself. Her tail flicked and her heart was beating fast. On the inside, she was terrified and was silently panicking to herself. They were gone. They died. The strongest of the clan were suddenly gone. It was routine. It was easy. It wasn't ever supposed to be--!! On the outside, she just looked lonely and sad. Mourning as the others did. She felt no need to move to assist others. It wouldn't benefit her to get in everyone else's way. Her eyes did catch on Buckpaw and his praying, but decided her prying wouldn't assist his mood in any way.
Greywater had been observing Hickoryburn's behavior. He knew the racing mind of a cat as best as anyone else. Survivor's guilt also played a nasty part in your mind if you allowed it, another thing Greywater was all too familiar with. Padding to his long time friend, he arrived at his side before sitting down silently. He didn't make a sound or say a word. He just lay his tail upon Hickoryburn's to show that he was indeed there for his friend, before letting out a sigh. Supporting his friend in this trying time would be the best thing Greywater could manage.
Adderthorn shook her head at Mossfur. Her aunt was stubborn about her age, she knew. Continuing to clean her pelt, before her ear flicked at her father's words. Her eyes then drifted towards her littermate and a silent prayer was cast his way Duskwater... Be strong... You have to be now. "Don't worry Harestreak. Surely Duskwater will have news for us soon. He won't leave us to hang in limbo for long. For now, father, please rest. You two have done so much. Let me care for you." Her blue eyes sparkled with determination at her task ahead of her. They would need her too. The elders, her littermates, the apprentices left orphaned, and the whole clan needed strength. She would be where she could. Lead where she could. At that thought her nose scrunched a bit, before shaking her head. A leader's position wasn't for her... but she knew she could do her best to help guide others with care.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 22:18:28 GMT -5
okok lets have snow be the one to bottle it up (she’ll break at some point but not soon) and make herself strong for her brother~
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2017 22:19:16 GMT -5
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Kay, for my first reply, I’m gonna just combine all the starters.
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Fernwish had of course, taken the clan’s most recent losses hard, she had never been able to handle it well when someone died, she knew she couldn’t have done anything either, but it still pained her all the same. She let out a small, depressing sigh as the elderly warriors watched as cats moved around the camp, none acting like normal, it didn’t seem like anyone knew what to do, or where to start. What could they do? Without a leader or a deputy? They were left without leadership or guidance, unsure what to do next.
It was all very hard to take in, she would admit that.
However, her ears did perk up a little as Gooseheart padded back into camp with a few mice hanging from her jaw. Once the vigil had ended, she had left camp instead of retreating into the den. The young warrior hadn’t wanted to lose sight of what mattered in times like this. Cats needed to be fed, borders needed to be checked, and life had to continue on. Gooseheart was not about to stop all of that when the clan needed a sense of normalcy the most.
So, the silver tortoiseshell walked over to the fresh kill pile, dropping her mice down on top of it. The pile was small, as there had been no hunting patrols sent out, but she liked to think her effort helped, and now, there were three more pieces of prey to be eaten by those who needed it. Once she had dropped off the food, Gooseheart looked around the campsite, only pausing when she spotted her mother, who was watching her in return.
She let out a small sigh, padding on over to her and nuzzling her affectionately, she said nothing, instead just sat down and gave Fernwish’s shoulder a comforting look. Fernwish had never taken things like this well, Gooseheart knew that, and wouls offer what comfort she could to her mother.
Meanwhile, Bumblebreeze had taken to lying down in front of the warriors den, still not entirely sure what he was supposed to be doing now. It was as if the clan was waiting for Duskwater, or even Buckpaw, to come out and announce to the clan that StarClan had chosen their next leader, so that cat could get up and get going. A clan needed a leader, and even if Bumblebreeze knew that he would make a very, very terrible one, he was anxious to find out who exactly StarClan had in might for them.
After all, they had to know who would lead them now, right?
The big tom lowered his head, eyes trailing along the ground in between his huge white paws, almost unsure if StarClan did have an answer for them, they would need a new leader soon, and yet...there had been nothing. The tom shook his head, looking back up, gazing at the cats left in the camp, as if trying to guess who would be a good leader.
However, his eyes soon fell upon the apprentices. Something like this was hard on anyone, he couldn’t imagine how cats as young as they were handling this.
Daisypaw had hidden himself away in the back of the apprentices den, feeling far too out of place to go out and be with clan right now. They were all still in mourning, and although he knew he was part of this clan, and was in mourning as well, a part of him, the part that was undoubtedly the most socially awkward, couldn’t help but feel that it was a personal affair, and he shouldn’t be there.
It was ridiculous, of course. As he was just as much apart of this clan as anyone else, and had no reason to think otherwise, but hey, that was social anxiety for you. So, the young tom figured it would just be best if he stayed out of the way until he was needed. Which hopefully, wouldn’t be soon, he wasn’t quite sure he was ready to head out there yet. The atmosphere was depressing, emotional, and overwhelming, especially for him.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2017 22:20:24 GMT -5
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This is honestly such a depressing start to a roleplay tbh, like, man, everything is already so sad.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 22:22:07 GMT -5
but the depression makes it so much more fun tbh
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:22:42 GMT -5
what's a party without a little depression ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2017 22:22:53 GMT -5
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It really does, this is such a unique way to start a roleplay, I actually really like it, it’s just sad.
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Post by Onyx on Nov 21, 2017 22:25:00 GMT -5
> I think this is a really good way to start the cats out interacting with each other and having a central point that they are all focused on. It makes for a good story starter to make something as ground shaking as this to be thrown out first so everyone can react in their own way. <
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:25:24 GMT -5
ahhh yay<3
i'm really glad you guys are enjoying this so far c':
also, gonna get replies up in a moment
just gotta poof for a bit
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 22:25:57 GMT -5
oh no feather. not the lenny face xD
is that a lenny face? idk
i agree smore. i really like how different it is
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:39:32 GMT -5
The sound of a cat falling into hysterics drew Hickoryburn out of his reverie.
The ruddy tom felt his ears perk up out of instinct. His head turned ever so slightly, gaze catching sight of two mollies nearby; one was trying to calm the other down, her breathing hard and on the verge of entering into a full on attack. How many other cats were feeling the same way right now? Hickoryburn was sure the entire Clan had shot nerves. It was terrible. StarClan, help us soon.
Green eyes still locked on to the forms of the two mollies, Hickoryburn felt somewhat awkward. He was stuck between two choices - stay where he was or step over and try to soothe the panicking Aloeshell. His decision was made even harder when he noticed Cloverfang head over to comfort Aloeshell. Hickoryburn took in a deep breath and held it inside his chest until it ached.
Only then did he let his breath escape when he felt a tail against him. Looking away from the two female warriors, Hickoryburn found himself eyeing one of the only warriors he felt truly comfortable around - Greywater. He echoed the other tom's sigh. "What a night," he mumbled, finding it easier to say something in response to his friend than to take a few steps over and help calm down Aloeshell alongside Cloverfang. |
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:40:39 GMT -5
After a long while of finding comfort in her sister's presence, Cherryshine pulled away. She gave one last lick to Maplelight's pelt before stepping off to the side. She could tell that her sister wanted to tend to some things by herself, so the kinder of the two had decided to make the parting easier on the both of them. Having found some comfort in Maplelight, Cherryshine was feeling momentarily better. ... Until she remembered the stiff forms of the deceased as she helped lower them into the ground. The fur along her spine began to spike up, eyes going round as she pictured the torn tabby pelt of Birchfur as Harestreak lay him to rest in the cold ground. Cherryshine shook her head. Don't think about that, she scolded herself, allowing herself one last thought about it all - how did elders manage to stay so calm in burying their Clanmates?
Pushing those thoughts aside to the best of her ability, Cherryshine was able to look through the throng of grieving cats to find Bumblebreeze. It took her only a couple of seconds to be standing beside her new mate, head lowering to press her nose against his cheek. For the moment she remained silent. All she wanted was to find some solace in the tom's presence. What could she even say right now? 'How are you?'. Of course not! That would be the worst thing to ask right now. No cat was feeling fine, and any cat that said that would be caught in a lie. For right now there really wasn't much to say, but at least Cherryshine had Bumblebreeze, and to her, that was enough right now. |
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Post by Myst on Nov 21, 2017 22:50:59 GMT -5
I think I'mma call it a night yallllll
gnighttttt <3
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 22:51:55 GMT -5
nightttt<33
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 21, 2017 23:00:56 GMT -5
Harestreak ➳ Adderthorn and Mossfur || Moonclan Camp { Onyx and Feathertalon }
The large brown tom shook the water from his pelt and stopped outside of the elders den, his tail twitching as he turned his attention to his sister and his kit. He purred, for the first time since the badger attack started, and sat down slowly, beginning to groom his own fur. He nodded slowly. His daughter was right. Duskwater would be able to handle the clan, much like he had done when the bad case of green cough broke out.Sighing, he nonetheless believed that his poor, and only soon would have a lot worked up for him. His brown eyes turned to look at his kit.
"I just hope he doesn't get overworked. And I pray Starclan sends him or even Buckpaw a message soon. But your brother need you and Ambersplash to help him, I'm sure. Your mother would love it if you all helped him out and didn't leave him to care for the clan alone." Harestreak started before coughing a little. He wheezed. The chilled air was beginning to get to his old bones. He sighed once again and carefully laid down beside his sister, glancing at Mossfur and Adderthorn.
Harestreak loved his kits more than anything, and was more than prideful to have the three as his own, even if their mother had passed away too quickly to see her kits grow into full warriors, and medicine cat. He looked now across the camp at his only son. He prayed that Starclan would make it easy on Duskwater. But, the clan would just have to wait and see.
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Snowpaw ➳ Buckpaw || Moonclan Camp { Feathertalon }Feeling Buckpaw lean against her made Snowpaw feel even more comforted than she had when she had just felt his presence. His fur was a little damp and cold, but warm from the blood that made him lively. She looked at her brother and licked him behind the ears gently. She needed tp be the one holding the two of them together. She needed to help Buckpaw stay strong, and she planned to never let him down, not when he needed her the most. Now was the time to step foreword and show that there wasn't anything to be afraid of.
When Buckpaw whined, Snowpaw almost felt her heart ache. How was she going to make everything okay again? The two were now orphaned. All she had was her brother, and she knew that if she showed any broken points of herself, she'd be at a complete lose. A sigh escaped her maw as she pressed her muzzle into the toms fur. She loved her brother, much like she had loved her parents, and now it was just the two of them.
"don't worry, Buckpaw. I'm never going to leave you, even if you wanted me to. Mama and papa are watching over us, we'll see them again." The white she-cat promised, beginning to clean her brothers fur now. She needed him to feel better, so he wasn't constantly sulking, and to start, she was going to help him feel refreshed.
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Stormcreek ➳ Briarcurl || Moonclan Camp { Myst }
The muscular lynx point tom got up from his spot in the camp and looked around carefully, hoping he could help in anyway possible. His eyes fell on both Aloeshell and Cloverfang. Aloeshell seemed to be freaking out, but Cloverfang seemed to have the situation under control. Carefully padding around, he then spotted Briarcurl, the tom he shared a mutual crush with. His tail twitched as he quickly bounded his way over, getting a sense that the white and tabby pelted warrior wasn't doing all that well. Stormcreek felt the need to figure out what was wrong before the tom had a possible panic attack.
Stopping a few whisker lengths in front of Briarcurl, Stormcreek frowned, noticing how shallow the toms breathing was. "Hey now, just breath. I know this is a bit of a large problem, but don't let it get to your head." Stormcreek mewed softly before carefully sitting by the white and tabby warrior, carefully gliding his tongue over his ears in hopes to calm his nerves.
He had a feeling he knew what the freak out was about, but didn't want to push the tom to tell him. Instead, he figured comforting Briarcurl would be better. After all, he would want the same done to him.
[ ahh- these were pretty bad- i apologize.]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 23:04:56 GMT -5
/kicks down the angst door
replyingggg
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 23:19:55 GMT -5
Out of everything Harestreak said, nothing caught Mossfur’s attention like his cough did. As quick as her old bones would allow her, the large molly pulled away from Adderthorn and plopped herself down right beside her brother. He was cold, she could feel it - his pelt had never been as thick as hers had been. The chill in the air was nipped at her as well, but she was faring much better than Harestreak seemed to be. ”Adderthorn, be a dear and help keep Harestreak warm, please.” While Mossfur kept her words polite, there was an underlying tone of command there. She cared for her brother and always had. Sure, he had been a pain in her tail more than once over their lives, but she loved him no matter what, and seeing him get sick in the cold was not something she wanted to happen. Other than his kits and her kits, Harestreak was all Mossfur had when it came to family.
Mossfur remained silent until she was completely settled in beside her brother. She reached over and licked him between his ears as she had done to Hickoryburn and Elmheart when they were just kits. ”Get some rest, alright? And,” she shot him a sharp look and crossed it over to Adderthorn as well, ”I’ll do the same if you do. The night was long for all of us, but I have faith in StarClan. They’ll send us better days, but we need our rest.” Firm in her beliefs, Mossfur pressed her paws deep inside the fur against her chest to keep heat nearby. With eyes shut she still made time to groom Harestreak’s pelt, a deep purr rumbling in her throat. While she worried for the Clan, Mossfur was, sadly, used to death. Living as long as she had one tended to get used to seeing Clan members fall in battle or lose their fight with illness. The elder was still worried, she wasn’t going to hide that, but she was more or less worried about the leadership of the Clan rather than falling into a grieving mess over the fallen warriors.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 23:21:06 GMT -5
Even with their different paths in life, Buckpaw had vowed from the beginning to be by his sister’s side always. He never wanted to let her down. He never wanted to see her upset, and he was sure Snowpaw felt the same way in return. Yet here they were, both in a state of grieving over a loving father. It was only natural for the two of them to be upset about this all. Buckpaw himself was more upset than he had ever been in his life. Unlike the death of his father, their mother had died only a few days after she had given birth. Buckpaw and Snowpaw had never met their mother in the real world; a few times Buckpaw had been graced with the presence of Morningcloud while sharing tongues with StarClan, but he didn’t feel as empty over her loss as he did Birchfur’s.
Now it was just him and Snowpaw. He returned her gestures in his own time, licking her across the shoulder blade as she leaned closer into him. He loved her as deeply as a brother could. He wouldn’t have it any other way in a moment like this - all he needed right now was Snowpaw. They would always have one another. That thought alone allowed Buckpaw to let in some light to break away the darkness.
The smallest of purrs - a pitiful attempt at a purr really - could be heard coming from the cream tabby. Buckpaw nudged his sister as he began to groom her white fur. It was instinct for him to share tongues with her once she began grooming him. Usually it was Snowpaw who groomed out his pelt when he managed to get it all tangled with burrs or sticky sap from poultices. He was always too fidgety to take the time to groom himself properly.
A sigh slipped from the apprentice. He was still grieving. He wouldn’t stop grieving for a while, but what Snowpaw said was true. Birchfur and Morningcloud were watching them in StarClan. ”One day I’ll take you to the Moonpool, Snowpaw, and we can see them together,” Buckpaw breathed into her soft fur. At least he had that thought to tie him back down to reality for now. |
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Post by Onyx on Nov 21, 2017 23:26:10 GMT -5
Adderthorn's ear flicked at hearing her Father's cough and wheeze. Her eyes slit down for a second before she went back to grooming her aunt. She would need to bring up the cough to Duskwater as soon as she could. The cold and exersion on his body along with a cough could spell bad things for her aging father and she couldn't have him leaving them so soon either. "He will do fine. He always has. We are here for him and he knows that. I have already begun planning on ways to help. You of all cats know when there are others in need, I do not dilly dally, father."
By this time, Harestreak had stood up and walked over to beside her father. She quickly moved herself to press against him, readying herself for grooming the mud and water off of him. Her tail flicked before she looked him dead in the eyes, "Make sure when I am done grooming you, you both rest. Over working your bodies in this cold and wetness will just make you sick. And who helps the sickly cats? The one's we need to give as much time as possible to. I know it isn't fun to rest and not be part of everything, but until the rain passes and it warms out here, I want you two to stay in the den and rest." Again, soft of voice, stern of tone, Adderthorn was serious about making sure they stayed in and rested. "If you need anything, I can check in every few hours to make sure you are comfortable. Are either of you two hungry? I can go fetch you something once I'm through...?"
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2017 23:30:53 GMT -5
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Sorry for poofing,I had to do my chore.
Also, I should be working on my comic, but I have to draw a small human child for that, and I’m just not feeling it, so instead I’m kinda just doing whatever while I decide what to draw.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 21, 2017 23:33:15 GMT -5
that's fine c:
ewww human child
people are hard to draw in general omg, i don't blame you
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