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CHANGE - open; fruit usage - EROS - 09-23-2018
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Truth be told he was trying to keep his distance from the fortress now a days. He just didn't feel comfortable around the others that he still saw as higher than himself. It was strange being free and given such freedoms. Before he wouldn't have lifted a paw against anyone because they were masters, better than himself. He couldn't. They knew that he couldn't. But now that he was free he had the ability to look after himself. To make sure he was never again a slave, and never again beaten down as he had once been before. Still, it was frightening but his goal was to look after himself. Only himself. He didn't see a reason to not do whatever he could to protect himself and his interests. Quill was a main interest of his but then so was Sven whom he had brought in to be a slave. The idea that he had done this sickened him and he hoped that the other was doing okay. But his actions were a means to an end. A jagged sigh left his throat as he walked along the desert wastelands that the others called home. He missed the oasis as it had a lot more going for it but they had to move because of recent events. Though he often visited the jungle considering it wasn't that far away he found himself now in some shrubland. Short grass that seemed dead to the world around him because of the intense heat it bared throughout the day.
Small cacti with long spines grew in clumps and the aroma of what they held lifted up into his nostrils. It was a fruity smell and he allowed his eyes to sweep over the large dark purple fruits that grew on the tops of the plant. Hmm. Maybe he could do something with them? It was a good thing he had brought his bag with him and he began to pick them. It was rather complicated to not get poked and prodded but he managed to grab quite a bit of fruit to take back with him and as he neared the fortress he paused outside to look at it. Imposing and strong, well build and structured for defense if need be. Was this what Esklav saw in this place? He hadn't figured out how the male thought but he didn't waste his time and instead he entered before setting up his little place. Half of the fruit was set aside and he got some water and clay. Mashing and mixing up the dark pigment of the purple fruit made quite a mess but he was pleased with the result of it. The purple dye like paste was a pretty color and he wondered who would want to have their pelt painted. "Anyone want their pelts decorated?" Or they could just eat some of the fruit, or do something with the spines who knew.
Re: CHANGE - open; fruit usage - COSMIIX - 09-23-2018
Re: CHANGE - open; fruit usage - guts - 09-24-2018
She had never had her fur painted before. She had seen others doing it before, painting all sorts of vibrant and colorful designs on their bodies, but she had never be allowed to do it herself. Now that she was, though, she was quick to come over and see what colors he had. Unfortunately there was only one, but it was still a very nice color. Her fur was pretty light, so any dark colors like this would be easy to see.
The female flashed the two males a smile, standing off to the side as Quill requested to be decorated. She didn't want to be rude, so she'd be patient and wait, watching intently to see how Valkyr would paint him.
The female flashed the two males a smile, standing off to the side as Quill requested to be decorated. She didn't want to be rude, so she'd be patient and wait, watching intently to see how Valkyr would paint him.
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Re: CHANGE - open; fruit usage - Stryker - 09-24-2018
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Following behind Cosette, the blank white canvas of a lion took a seat to watch the former-slave and wolfy-boy take a shot at painting. Once the fox and Quill were done, he would gladly offer himself. Perhaps if Valkyr was tired after them, he could request a private meeting with him to experience the bliss.