egg on
info: Clever and teasing, rarely serious. Enjoys making funny faces and funny poses. Part of a double act with Butt.
scramble
info: funny, silly, lots of legs.
wrote: Most Wanted, Stolen, Odd.Spoiler
wrote: GallerySpoiler
wrote: Legendary Tracker
Hunters Dice Game Contest (Words: 826) +5
Dead or Alive (Art) +2
Spooky Season Daily Prompts (Words: 319) +0
Bunnies Dammit (Words: 82) +0
Snow Story (Words: 564) (Story Telling Requirement) +0
Ryuu Headshot (Art) +2
Saliru Fullbody (Art) +2
Baneful Headshot (Art) +2
Dance Contest + Getting Stolen (Words: 776) +5
Trying to sing (Words: 47) +0
Stump Racing (Words: 544) +1
Tea Leaf Fortune Telling (Words: 352) +0
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Daily Fortunes (Words: 130) +0
Additional posts: one, two, three
Matchmaking (Words: 196) +0
Mom club (Words: 432) +0
Beetle Battle (Words: 272) +0
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wrote: 1. Most Wanted participates by stealing food, starting fights, and causing as much of a ruckus as he can before getting thrown out.
2. Most Wanted has a hankering for summer berries. They're like little, weird suns, and so easy to snatch! They're in his mouth before anyone can notice they're missing. And with his markings, nobody can tell he's got berry stains.
3. Most Wanted just wants to take the edge off after getting beat up. But of course, this just makes him edgier and he ends up picking more fights. He doesn't think the sun is related to nobody or nothing. It's by itself, a loner, and all these dippy stories about it having friends or being a friend or caring about anybody or anything down here rub him just the wrong way.
4. Most Wanted sticks around a while after, pretending to clean up so he can jump somebody and take whatever THEY were planning on keeping. In the end, nothing looks good. He just ends up stashing sun-themed leftovers from the banquet.
6. Most Wanted dreams of having what he wants snatched out from under him. A juicy clutch of berries, ripped away at the last second. A clear, crisp stream ripples with teeth. And finally he dreams of being woken up and torn from his shelter by all the kin he's wronged. When he really wakes up scared, he's still most of those things. Hungry, thirsty, dirty. And he thinks he's alone, but he can hear leaves rustle, too close. He stays up, miserable, the rest of the night, and finally only nods off again at daybreak.
7. Most Wanted is a huge coward, and gets out of there the first time he sees the water ripple. He signed up because he heard there was a free lunch, not to be lunch.
8. Most Wanted meant to be ready for winter, but as usual, things didn't go his way. The only thing he has stored up is the locations of some tribes who are lighter on their security.
wrote: GallerySpoiler
wrote: In The Nightlands (Art) +2
wrote:1. Hungry Sparrow doesn't mind the dark, the night lit up through a thousand other senses, sound and scent. He is fast, the barren mud and pungent sinweed of his homeland already clogging his nose, but he gets the sense of someone else here in the dark. Someone stupid enough to follow him. He's angry with it, though, because it smells wrong. Wood and earth have their own scent/taste, but musk and fur and blood are difficult to mask. And he can hear whatever this is, but he can't smell it.
He growls, low in his throat, a warning. Still, it's there, stirring up leaves, as insubstantial as a bit of wind and a moonbeam.
Then, there, behind him, glowing and bright, brighter than the sun, out of place, a beautiful mare. Her eyes and mane dance with fire. She looks through him, not at him, and then as suddenly as she appeared, she is gone.
2. Lost in Darkness Eternal is always cold. She has forgotten what she is trying to gather. It is hard to make out shapes, specifics, and she can only see in a small cone of dimly cast light. She notices bones that lay gently at her hooves. There is an elegance to them. As if they only meant to rest for a moment. A doe. She knows they are long-dead, and that all warmth should have left them. Still, to her, they alone out of every dark thing are warm. They glow. The skull has a single horn.
She looks at the remains for a long time.
But she can not stay.
When she leaves them, they are lost in the darkness again, and she can not retrace her steps.
wrote:Edge of Our Worlds (Words: 744) +3
wrote:1. Sanctuary of the Forsaken wars between horror and politeness. "Oh, no, it looks lovely, honestly, but I couldn't possibly." He isn't sure what he's more concerned with, the too-hulking muscle under the kin's unkempt coat, or the presence in the meal of what he is quite sure is a hoof.
wrote:A puff of mushroom
Bubbles in a spring
A scalloped shell
An acorn's cap
Clouds on a fine day
A snail in the grass
A ball of pollen
Dandelion seeds
No matter where you look
air, sea, or ground
everything's better
when it's round!