GROUP:Land
ALIAS:wayland
AGE:30 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
PLAYED BY:putty
WRITTEN:4 posts
TAG:@wayland
Post by Wayland the Linoone on Oct 2, 2024 22:18:07 GMT -5
A long red tongue swiped over his lips and nose before disappearing. White lips pulled back in a crooked grin that flashed sharp teeth. The black-and-white weasel crept around the outer edge of the town square, ducking behind stalls and trash bins to keep out of sight. He had been on the prowl for a while now as he sought out anything worth his attention. Which was, admittedly, everything. This was his third time at the square in the same day. He would swipe a few items without vendors noticing, pick a few pockets, then book it to his hideout. After waiting a few hours, he would return once the coast was clear. Red eyes glimmered with interest as something strange was noticed. Something small and fuzzy with hues of white, grey, and red. Still as stone, this naturally meant it was something he could steal! His head lifted and turned left and right, checking for witnesses before he crept up to what he assumed was nothing more than a stuffed doll. Once he was within range, he pounced, snatched up the 'doll' by the scruff of its neck ( soft!) with his teeth, and bolted. Wayland tore through the streets in a straight line for the edge of town, paws carrying him faster and faster. Only... He missed his turn... And slammed head-first into a tree, cracking the bark open and dropping the 'doll'. TAG: Sae'ranis the Zorua NOTE: starts at the square but ends up in the forest
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GROUP:Land
PRONOUNS:he/him/his
PLAYED BY:spibe
WRITTEN:2 posts
TAG:@saeranis
Post by Sae'ranis the Zorua on Oct 5, 2024 15:20:58 GMT -5
Anar'alah belore Shindu Sin'dorei Sae'ranis loved and hated the square.
It was always bustling and crowded, people talking to one another, voices rising over each other in a constant field of noise. Pawsteps on stone, claws and metal and rock striking against earth and ground, the screech of birds, the thrum of machinery, all manner of noises. It was overwhelming, discordant- Sae had hated crowds and noise in life, and it remained so now.
But-
But, here, if he sat for long enough, he could hear familiar voices. The bright trilling song of a volcarona, the chittering excitement of a noibat, rattling off all he knew about whatever topic had been brought up. He could see the proud flash of red and yellow and brown, a pyroar sitting and waiting, tired but loyal. He could see the flicker of orange, the smallest flame. A bright-eyed charmander, eager to prove himself- whatever that may mean.
Sae'ranis sighed, quietly, amber eyes slowly closing. If he thought hard enough, he could be back with his guild, sitting in the dining hall with all the chatter. Ali on one side, and Nav on the other. As it had always been.
Caught up in Before, he did not hear the scamper across stone- He felt, more than anything, the weight of something slamming into him, teeth snapping into his scruff-
And then the world was whipping away, a watercolor blur as he was- abducted? Had he even managed to cry out when he was grabbed? All his limbs felt heavy- what was going to happen to him? Was he going to be eaten? Killed?
Thrown into another mystery dungeon?
Or crushed, for an instant, between fur and tree, yelping as he fell to the ground. Sae just laid there, for a minute, head spinning, the grass under him slowly coming into focus. There were some mushrooms growing on the tree he'd slammed into, pretty brown things. Cerioporus squamosus. Unfezant's back. Edible, but they were tough, so they had to be sliced thinly and treated right.
Shaking his head out a final time, Sae got to his paws, turning- and finding a linoone, bits of shed bark still on his head. "Wh-" His voice was wavering, tearful. Sae was never the brave one. "Why'd you-"
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GROUP:Land
ALIAS:wayland
AGE:30 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
PLAYED BY:putty
WRITTEN:4 posts
TAG:@wayland
Post by Wayland the Linoone on Oct 6, 2024 14:01:47 GMT -5
Oh! He snatched a squeaky toy? The yelp was misheard, the Linoone stumbling backward. He shook his head and lowered to the ground, forepaws rubbing vigorously at the spot that would undoubtedly be a bump by the next morning. He grumbled and groaned to himself before all movements paused. Was someone speaking? Trying to speak, rather. Wayland blinked open his eyes and swiped his paws over his head one last time before he lifted up. The Linoone sat back on his hind legs and looked left then right... then left again. Who? His brow was furrowed, nose wrinkled, and front teeth exposed. His confused expression finally landed on the 'doll' he had stolen, only to find that it was moving. Maybe it was one of those fancy high-tech toys for rich kids? Neat! How many pre-recorded phrases did it have? Intrigued and clearly misunderstanding, the black and white ferret crouched down and crept forward, sniffing at the (totally-not-real) Zorua. He gently nudged the fox 'doll' with his nose, trying to get it to say something else. TAG: Sae'ranis the Zorua
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GROUP:Land
PRONOUNS:he/him/his
PLAYED BY:spibe
WRITTEN:2 posts
TAG:@saeranis
Post by Sae'ranis the Zorua on Oct 13, 2024 19:41:35 GMT -5
Anar'alah belore Shindu Sin'dorei The linoone heard him- it was obvious from how he sat up, head whipping from side to side. Looking for the source of the noise-
Or, maybe, for the quarry he'd dropped.
That was more likely when the linoone flashed his teeth, fangs gleaming in the daylight, and Sae flattened against the ground. His ears twisted back against his head, eyes wide and weeping.
When they had been threatened, whether in the dungeons or no, their guild leader was always there to protect him. Or any of the other guild members. He'd never had to defend himself- someone was always there for him.
But, now, there was no one.
At the nudging, Sae let out another pathetic little squeak, flattening further. "S... Stop that!" He cried, finally putting some force into his voice.
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GROUP:Land
ALIAS:wayland
AGE:30 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
PLAYED BY:putty
WRITTEN:4 posts
TAG:@wayland
Post by Wayland the Linoone on Oct 13, 2024 20:37:19 GMT -5
It squeaked again! Sure was a downer toy, though. What kind of toy said no and stop? The protest of the 'doll' was, at first, brushed off as a neat trick a toymaker must have done. But, then the little fox flattened themself almost to the point that Wayland thought the ground was going to swallow them up. No, ground, this was his toy! The Linoone nudged at the Zorua with his nose once more before he stopped. He did not move away, nor did he make any movement to snatch the presumed doll back up. Instead, he mimicked the fox's stance. He flattened himself out on the ground, legs splayed to either side to accomplish this. Red eyes remained glued to the 'doll', waiting for the next movement or response. Staying still for any period of time was difficult for Wayland, and his body soon began to rock slightly as his tail started to wag. TAG: Sae'ranis the Zorua
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