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LAST OF THE REAL ONES && open, picnic. - DELILAH. - 07-26-2018
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DELILAH EVERGARDEN
trans femme ♥ tanglewood ♥ 15 m/o
[W]iskerDELILAH EVERGARDEN
trans femme ♥ tanglewood ♥ 15 m/o
[div style="background-color:#F0B1DB;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]Delilah was glad that at this point, she had adjusted to the many scary creatures of Tanglewood. They didn't scare her as much, but she was still nervous around them. Anxious. Wasn't that the same as scared? Definitely not.
The Evergarden girl was often praised for her sense of taste when it came to foods, especially since she had been self-taught in the art of cooking. She wasn't an expert at everything, though. In fact, she was only really good with her hands and remembering things, so cooking just came naturally to her. Fighting, on the other hand, was most definitely not natural. She hated to fight.
Her fur seemed to shed sakura petals, a newer discovery of herself. The soft petals fell onto the blanket that she had laid onto the ground, which was covered in leaf plates of food. It ranged from cooked deer, to fish and sweets. She wasn't a fan of spicy foods, but she made sure to add some pepper to the more spicy dishes, just in case. For herself and a few others, if they wished, she made rose tea, the soothing aroma of flowers light and airy around the area.
She was pleased with her setup, and was pretty sure that some of the gluttons of the group would smell the food set out. After all, it was all yummy.
The Evergarden girl was often praised for her sense of taste when it came to foods, especially since she had been self-taught in the art of cooking. She wasn't an expert at everything, though. In fact, she was only really good with her hands and remembering things, so cooking just came naturally to her. Fighting, on the other hand, was most definitely not natural. She hated to fight.
Her fur seemed to shed sakura petals, a newer discovery of herself. The soft petals fell onto the blanket that she had laid onto the ground, which was covered in leaf plates of food. It ranged from cooked deer, to fish and sweets. She wasn't a fan of spicy foods, but she made sure to add some pepper to the more spicy dishes, just in case. For herself and a few others, if they wished, she made rose tea, the soothing aroma of flowers light and airy around the area.
She was pleased with her setup, and was pretty sure that some of the gluttons of the group would smell the food set out. After all, it was all yummy.
Re: LAST OF THE REAL ONES && open, picnic. - arrow - 07-26-2018
Surprisingly, it wasn't the scent of food that first grabbed her attention. Sure, that did pull her over, it was food after all. But the airy scent of flowers was such a comforting thing, if a scent could be pure, it was flowers. Heh, she wasn't used to such things. She didn't ever talk about it, but her life prior to Tanglewood was a little rough. Not in the sense that she was kicked around or anything, she was just on her own and Mother Nature was a cold, heartless bitch, albeit a pretty one. She just happened to miss the pretty flowers and blooming fields by a mile. It was all "kill or be killed" and "eat or be eaten". The point was, she never had the pleasure of stopping and smelling the flowers because if she did, she'd starve.
"You've got a lovely setup here." Arrow mused, arriving to the scene with her stomach already growling. Ah, fuck. "I don't think we've really met. Name's Arrow." It would be impolite to start gorging on someone's culinary creations with no relationship or introduction. Not that she would even gorge herself at all. She had a hot bod to keep up.
"You've got a lovely setup here." Arrow mused, arriving to the scene with her stomach already growling. Ah, fuck. "I don't think we've really met. Name's Arrow." It would be impolite to start gorging on someone's culinary creations with no relationship or introduction. Not that she would even gorge herself at all. She had a hot bod to keep up.
★ we should be lovers instead ━
Re: LAST OF THE REAL ONES && open, picnic. - DELILAH. - 07-26-2018
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DELILAH EVERGARDEN
trans femme ♥ tanglewood ♥ 15 m/o
[W]iskerDELILAH EVERGARDEN
trans femme ♥ tanglewood ♥ 15 m/o
[div style="background-color:#F0B1DB;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]//hoT BOD IM WHEEZING
Delilah had found that her flowering pelt often left people in awe, and some creepy folks even liked to sniff her. It was disgusting, having someone sniff her, especially when she didn't know them. Pastel pink fur seemed to fluff up when a soft breeze rushed through the area, much to Delilah's disliking.
Magenta eyes found their way over to her first picnicker- is that what they called it?- of the day. "Ah, welcome.." Chimed the soft, feminine voice of Delilah as she greeted the female, dipping her head to the other. The maine coon shook out her fur, sending cherry blossom petals to and fro.
"Ah! My name is Delilah, it's a pleasure to meet you! Are.. Are you new in Tanglewood?" Asked the girl, her ears twitching nervously as she gestured for the femme to sit down with her, eyes focusing on the food below her. "Please, don't be afraid to eat, I over-cooked."
Delilah had found that her flowering pelt often left people in awe, and some creepy folks even liked to sniff her. It was disgusting, having someone sniff her, especially when she didn't know them. Pastel pink fur seemed to fluff up when a soft breeze rushed through the area, much to Delilah's disliking.
Magenta eyes found their way over to her first picnicker- is that what they called it?- of the day. "Ah, welcome.." Chimed the soft, feminine voice of Delilah as she greeted the female, dipping her head to the other. The maine coon shook out her fur, sending cherry blossom petals to and fro.
"Ah! My name is Delilah, it's a pleasure to meet you! Are.. Are you new in Tanglewood?" Asked the girl, her ears twitching nervously as she gestured for the femme to sit down with her, eyes focusing on the food below her. "Please, don't be afraid to eat, I over-cooked."