@Fraust
Y'all know who you are (the people in the other one)
I'm still Savannah by the way
Y'all know who you are (the people in the other one)
I'm still Savannah by the way
(I can't wait to RP Damian again.)
Ye
We should probably wait for some of the others tho
Am here, still being Riverpaw
Henlo
Hoi
Haiii
Hey y’all
So are we sort of restarting the story with a very slightly different plot? I can start, if so
It was the whole "betrothed prince and princess first meet as disguised strangers and end up falling in love" deal right?
Sure, but imma start with savannah figuring out she’s being forced to get married and it’s sad boi hours
Can I stalk?
You can stalk or join if you want ^^
(I’ll go ahead and do the starter)
Savannah ran out into the town square, trying to brush tears from her face as she went. She’d left her tiara at home, but she was still wearing a relatively nice (casual for her) dress, which earned her a few curious glances. Eventually she seemed to grow tired and stumbled over her shoes, falling into a wall. She held herself up against the wall with one hand, gasping for breath with tears streaked across her face.
(Bump)
Riverpaw's ears perked at the sound and scent of someone nearby. She rolled from her side onto her stomach, yawning and shaking the sleep from her body. She glanced around and sat up, suddenly nervous as she scooted further under the small tree she had been napping under; her sister had warned her about getting too close to people outside of the forest. She listened… Crying? Who was crying? It sounded like it was coming from right around the side of the building the tree was growing next to. She didn't like hearing people unhappy. Maybe she could…
She slowly made her way to corner of the wall and peeked her head around. Oh, she's pretty. But why is she crying?
(Is she in dog/wolf form or human right now?)
You can stalk or join if you want ^^
I might just stalk, because all of my characters are horrible…
(Oof that’s a mood)
(Yeah…)
(Wolf form. Also,shh, das not true)
The wooden door to the towns inn swung open and a taller guy with messy hair walked in. A boar hung over his shoulder as he walked into the kitchen. "Ms. Silva." Damian kissed her cheek as he laid the pig on the counter. "Got you something good for the customers." Looking over all the people in the room. There has been more and more people staying here and he was happy for her. Silva took Damian in when he was orphaned as a young child, so he tries to help as much as he can. "I'm going to go get cleaned up." He went outside and washed himself off and clipped his bangs back showing his bright blue eyes. His skin tone was a bit darker than most people and it was even more weird he had darker skin but bright blue eyes. Silva tells him he's handsome, but he doesn't fully believe her. He came back in and sat at a table by himself reading a book.
Savannah looked up at the creature curiously, a little surprised to see anything else here. “H-Hey… it’s okay, I… I-I won’t hurt you.” She held one hand out towards the wolf, using the other to wipe fresh tears from her face.
Oh no, no no no. Riverpaw flinched, moving slightly back behind the wall. She said she wouldn't hurt you but you can't trust humans! She sniffed the air, keeping her eyes on the girl. But…she doesn't seem like someone who would… Her aura is calm…aside from the sadness coming off of it. Riverpaw made an quiet, nervous sound, but stepped a paw out anyway.
“T-That’s good… come on, it’s alright.” Savannah smiled softly. It seems very cautious… did something happen to it? She wondered to herself, kneeling down to Riverpaw’s level. She knew her parents would be furious that she got her dress dirty, but at this point, she didn’t much care what they thought. She wasn’t too happy with them.
This is fine. This is fine.
It might not be fine.
I'll be fine.
Riverpaw growled at herself and shook her head, quieting her inner voices. She looked up at the girl, so close. She could lunge and grab her at any second, run off and take her from her home. Her sister wouldn't know where to find her. She should listen to her sister better.
…This human seemed okay, though, just sad. The energy coming from her was mostly sadness, but now there was a hint of patience and calm. Please don't. Please don't. The pup slowly came out from behind the corner, tilting her head a little. She sniffed the girl's hand, her eyes and ears waiting for any sudden movements.
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