0ce4n-g0d:

Stag by james morris on 500px

0ce4n-g0d:

Stag by  on 500px

glawarhal:

Teton Morning by czhike84. View it at http://500px.com/photo/82821007

glawarhal:

Teton Morning by czhike84. View it at http://500px.com/photo/82821007

sleep times whee

(☉_☉)

Send (☉_☉) and my muse will have to explain why they have no clothes on.

There would be no explanation as to why the spirit had taken to bathing in the frigid waters. It wasn’t like there were many others that could see her, and those that could she didn’t have a single concern for. It was but a body, and after so long of being desensitized to anatomy and physiology of many spirits she was numb to others seeing her.

She glided through the water like a siren beneath the surface, graceful and deadly.

❋✦❊✧❄

❋ Your blog is one of my favs

✦ I like seeing you on my dash

❊ I want to roleplay with you

✧ I wish you would notice me

❄ I look up to you

(I do notice you as a mun, but sometimes its difficult for a muse to notice another muse. I am glad you enjoy having us around, I appreciate your encouragement and kindness. I suppose knowing when/how/what is a proper setting or possible entry point for proper meeting between sera and a particular rendition of your muse is best. It’s not always the quickest thing to just start rping with some muses.)

(Source: predatorsandpreys)

anti-social-jaguar:


quirkdemon:

tuxedoangel:

teapotsahoy:

Yes, good, correct use of train technology.

This is so cool……

she’s a dragon
she’s a dragon

Reminds me of Skyrim when you slay dragons and there’re all bones.

anti-social-jaguar:

quirkdemon:

tuxedoangel:

teapotsahoy:

Yes, good, correct use of train technology.

This is so cool……

she’s a dragon

she’s a dragon

Reminds me of Skyrim when you slay dragons and there’re all bones.
❄#✣

❄ I look up to you

# I’m too shy to approach to you

✣ I like the way you express your muse(s)

(ah thank you… but please don’t be shy… it makes me shy and uncertain and just not sure what to do at all ^_^;

meep)

❋ Your blog is one of my favs

(>w< thank you)

strongholdleather:

You need these in your life. Right now.

How else are you going to scare all the other campers into thinking that there are bears around?

Get your bear claws here.

(☉_☉) *while covering his eyes and throwing a robe at her*

Send (☉_☉) and my muse will have to explain why they have no clothes on.

"Excuse me… I’m just bathing… it’s not exactly my fault you end up coming to visit while I’m out swimming and bathing in my lagoon." she accepted the robe though, it was awkward being exposed in front of him, even if it wasn’t something she had a great concern for.

"Can I help you with something though?" her tone was agitated, distressed, but not cruel.

howlblack:

argentatephoenix:

ofdeathandfear:

 

He wasn’t sure how to feel. Didn’t know how he was supposed to feel. Where was the rule book? Surely there were rules on this somewhere. There had to be an appropriate way to react. For the life of him, Valrún didn’t know what it was.

He didn’t want to never see Howl again. He loved him. Despite all the pain, he still loved him. Love was supposed to be a bridge, wasn’t it? It kept him from feeling bitter over the treatment from his sire. He didn’t blame Ford for all the times he’d been kicked or choked or crushed under foot. But he also hadn’t chosen Ford.

Valrún could so easily have walked away from Howl that first day. The two hadn’t exactly gotten off to a great start. How different things would be now if they’d parted ways without finding out the truth.

But the little hound thought of the comfort they’d offered each other. Of the time Howl had come to Valrún when he was hurting and in pain. He’d chosen Howl. Put his faith and trust in him completely. To have that trust betrayed was crushing.

His heart was in so many pieces that the boy didn’t know where to even begin to start repairing it.

But Howl was sorry. He hadn’t meant it. That was…something, right? And yet, it brought little relief and a bit of panic. The real question remained to be answered.

Why?

Perhaps later on Howl would have to be told, often, that his loved ones were not going to turn and hurt him, that his fear was less then, well, healthy for them and not just himself. Phoenix could feel that off of her easily, standing there and simply watching.

The sorry was out, and that was the start.

The flame flickered against Howl’s chest, and slowly and silently Pho simply drifted to her knees beside the door. Not in front of it, she did not and would not have anybody feel like they were trapped. For Sera, all she did was gently nudge against their unseen link, nothing but a small comfort. 

Though the older woman did only hope that silence for them stayed. Howl was allowed to wonder and ask further things, she would simply be careful because as told, it stayed between him and Valrun in words with a minor guiding hand.

Howl ignored mother nature’s words and pressed on even if it sounded like Sera didn’t want them to rekindle.

"Val, I’m so sorry for breaking your trust, I was angry at something that wasn’t your fault and deserved my anger. I was just jealous of your relationship with Mother Nature, how you two were just closer. It pained me and I took my pain and turned it into jealously and then into anger at you. I was just afraid I’d be replaced again for someone better, thats my greatest fear, even more than water. I’m sorry truly every sorry"   

Howl was shaking too much, shoulders trembling the calming flame doing little as Howl poured his heart out. It was hard enough with Sera in the room staring and probably judging just waiting for her to call him away.

"I’m so sorry, I’m sorry i was being dumb, I’m sorry for myself, I’m sorry for everything I just want you back brother”

Howl whispered out as tears fell from his eyes as he abandoned the flame and fell to his knees covering his head to just block the impending words of mother nature telling him to go.

The spirit balked, her grip in her blankets was tight, her face turned away with hair shielding her expression. This was for Valrun, not for her, she was doing this for him, helping him heal. She would be fine, given the chance to swallow this incident.

She was use to being turned around into the bad guy, to the one who had done wrong or was a danger and threat. She could swallow it.

Family or not she could let it go, and just not care anymore.

Defense mechanism, that if she was feared on no grounds she gave a reason, and pushed the antagonist away. 

But it was some one she had called sibling, and had done a number of things to meet his needs when she could, and protect him. 

That hurt… but like all pain she’d sear it closed and let it scar. In time the pain would fade, and she’d forget.

✷ I wish our characters were friends
✣ I like the way you express your muse(s) <3

(*stares at sera* i’m not sure what this response means exactly…

it would be interesting to see thunder and sera bond… but i do not know… if it will happen? sera doesn’t exactly bend to befriend those that are such ‘insufferable’ individuals toward her

but thank you, thank you for liking her and thinking about things XD some things are just difficult for her to do.)