Last night, I heard your terrifying howling. I felt the earth tremble, as if to shake me awake as you let loose the enchanting song of demise you sing when you catch someone in your woods.
It was followed by the townsfolk pounding at my door in a panic. A child had stumbled into your woods at sunset, and had yet to return now at midnight.
Your howling had convinced the useless brutes who guarded the village that you'd claimed the child as a casualty in your forest, but the villagers had managed to convince them to let me investigate first.
Thank the sun they had.
As I ran down the path to the fields, I saw you in the moonlight. In the middle of the wheat field, standing, with a dove pale as the purest white paints in your jaws. The brutish guards had followed me, and panicked, readying arrows and shouting for the rest of the village as I ran toward you.
Then, the child peeked out from behind your hulking form, looking up sleepily as if they were not standing by wilderness incarnate. The villagers chastised the brutes angrily, the child's mother running down yelling for them as your gaze pierced straight through me.
Toward the brutes.
You dropped the dove into my hands, black ichor staining my palms as you turned and nudged the child forward into their mother's embrace. When their mother asked the child why they'd taken so long to come back with you, they'd told her that something bad had tried to eat them after they got lost.
But then the angel, the child had pointed up at you with wonder in their eyes, had saved them. You glared at the brutes, and I shared your baleful gaze. Their disrespect would not have been tolerated if the child had not been present.
You bow and snort playfully at the child as a farewell, taking the dove in my hands back into your jaws before running off back to the forest. Your home.
I help the child's mother up from the ground, and carry the child up the hill. They're tired, it's past their bedtime. The brutes stare at me incredulously as I glower at them while walking past.
I spend the night awake after that. The scentless ichor that dripped from the dove's wounds, the visceral unsettlement I'd felt while holding it, how its figure had shifted unnaturally in my hands and your jaws keeping me from resting.
That was an angel. They'd sent an angel to kill that child in your forest.
Such a tiny child, incapable of doing any wrong, and yet they'd been all too willing to sacrifice them to instil the fear of the wild, the fear of you, back inside this village. After all the good you'd done, the successful hunts you'd sanctioned in the hunting grounds of your home....
I grasped my bone-steel knife you'd made for me after I'd helped you bury one of your kin, infused with your very power and strength. It's stayed under my floorboards for months now, I've not had the heart to use it. I felt as if any usage of it would be of disrespect to you.
But now, as I steel myself and begin gathering salt, candles and half of my money from where I store it? As fury burns inside of me like a pyre at the utter guts they had to try and kill one of my own to prove naught but a silly little argument that they were too stubborn to admit they were wrong about?
I feel a wild energy pulse through the knife as I stare out my window, gritting my teeth as I think of plunging the knife I clutch in my hand into the chest of a bastard who ruined my life before and seeks to do it again. I think of watching as black ichor streams out of their wounds as you and I raid their sacred halls of false innocence and purity.
This use for our knife is a compliment to you.
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so i finished watching a no commentary playthrough of TWEWY a couple days ago. 10/10 story and characters, i literally loved it. favorite character ended up being neku (shocker its almost like hes been my pfps on literally everything for weeks now) but joshua and beat are close second and third. shiki is a lot of fun too :3c. ryhme ;w;. oh my gal ever you did not deserve that i literally screamed. why do they always have to take the autistic coded characters away from me dawg its not fair. ik she makes it out in the end (somehow im still kinda confused but idk probably joshua shit) but still. AND THE REVEAL IT WAS A REVERSE OF HOW THEY DIED,, HOLY FUCK ;w;
currently watching one of NEO: TWEWY so no spoilers. current fav character is Fret he's so fucking stupid. not a think rattling around up there. i could shake him around and just hear a marble or two maybe. if im lucky.
PLUS HIS FUCKING REMIND SKILL SPRITES.
go on bestie use your one braincell you got it,,,, i believe in you,,
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can i get my girl as a cat? /nf :3
*places her gently in your hands*
Warrior-fication under the cut:
Olive is a kittypet who sometime gets into scuffles with the neighboring cats, resulting in her scars. She’s fascinated by whats beyond the forest edge, and she would often trek through the forest, yknow, just to hunt a mice or two. This would then obviously result into chaos once border patrols caught sight of her. They chased her away—but not before she manage to get acquainted with one of the clan cats (Edric!!!). They then went on to have a few secret meetings here and there and the rest is history 🫶
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to be fair even if I never have knowledge on both Scar and Technoblade/Hermitcraft/Minecraft YouTubers in general, I’d still vote for Technoblade to win cuz I believe a character with an in-game pig head skin winning a Sexyman Poll bracket would have mean something special on this son of a website we call Tumblr
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OKOK HALLOO!! <33 sry this is a bit late i had to go out
How do we think,, mango would look as,, a warrior cat,, 🐈
A lot of their info is in the ref sheet, and idk what else to say other than they’re a bit cuckoo tbh ☹️☹️ and they’re based on a Great Potoo! Mostly js with the smile tho </33 my other ask probs had more on it i just forgot what i put lmaoo mbmb but tysm for the offer!! Have a great day <33
WEIRD LITTLE FREAKS IN YOUR AREA‼️‼️‼️
Warrior-fication under the cut:
“Potoo” is a rogue “cat” that wanders the clan territories and sometimes make patrols really fucking scared when they catch a glimpse of them, considering how elusive they are. You could SWEAR someone was there but when you go back to check theres just. nothing. nothing but a faint unnatural, alien, scent that lingers. Spooky! They’re basically the local Clan Cryptid™ that queens would use to scare their kits into not leaving the camp LMAO. Wether or not they’re actually real is up for debate among the clan cats.
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