ive been listening to wii shop music for the past 2 hours [...] invitation

[galexiux]

//no joke send help

  Cry groaned as she landed her feet down. Ewww... Swamps?? Who decided they were going to live in a swamp? Who sat their feet down in noisy mud that clung to your feet stronger than your recently dumped crazy ex girlfriend and said "yup! I'm going to live here!" Disgusting. The little crow shook her head. People were crazy. Maybe they liked it or something.

  She opened her wings again, trying to take off from the sticky mud, only to get caught and face plant down into the dirt. She whined, slowly standing up and wiping herself down. She could see her print in the mud. She got a chuckle out of that, but her blood ran cold when she saw a bear trap just inches away from where she fell hidden under a few leaves.

  Who were these freaks, anyways..??

  She opened her wings again, managing to spring free where she flew over to a log instead (it was a few feet over the "border" but she was sure no one would mind). Invite! Invite! She cawed out, deciding to play her facade. She didn't feel like dealing with strangers right now, so instead she just cawed out the word over and over, playing the role of a mindless animal. Hopefully it would work, and if not. She would have to explain herself. Eugh. Hopefully that wouldn't happen. Snowbound! Snowbound! Group gathering! Mass gathering!

  Crap she got it wrong the first time

-- invite link

"SPEECH"

♡♡♡
tags

[aya]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify;"]Jumping from a tree mere centimetres away from the bear trap, and totally unaware of it, the tortoiseshell waved her vaguely muddy tail as she sniffed at the crow. "Mass gathering? Wow, cool." Not thinking, the cat leaned forward and actually sniffed the crow, disliking the Snowbound smell. "You smell like piss snow, corvid. What's your name?" She didn't think this crow was quite the mindless animal it was pretending to be - after all, why would a beast say something using different words? That suggested an intelligence to understand the words being said.

[Luciferr]

[align=center]

But Heed this lesson well,
When the weak court death, They find it -

"Mass gathering? how ambiguus" the beast drawled as he joined the corvid and cat - idly wandering if Morrigan was going to suddenly show up given her affinity for the two animals in front of him, more specifically the corvid - this is what he got for having a witch as an adoptive sister.

he hoped she didn't get into too much trouble back home, he wasn't there to watch out for her anymore - hopefully Azrael was being less distant or Lillith was less childish enough to keep the middle child company.

[sub]TANGLEWOOD - REGENT - TAGS - REF (9FT) - EXTREME[W]isker[/sub]

[galexiux]

  The bird shrunk back at Aya coming up to sniff her. She screeched at the cat, moving in to gently nip at her in effort to get her to shy away. Damn swamp cats! She should have just dropped the invitation! Actually. Cry huffed, pulling a small piece of paper out from one of the jesses around her legs. She tossed it onto the moist ground before turning away and taking shelter up in a tree. No reason to stay down there.

"SPEECH"

♡♡♡
tags

[VIGENERE CIPHER.]

[Morgan]

"We're going, Vigenere," Morgan replied as he stepped into view. Any chance for the pair to briefly reunite with Atbash and the other members of Snowbound seemed worthwhile to the samoyed. "After all, they were kind to us the last time. I see no reason not to accept this invitation. It'd be like returning the favor in a way." He turned to the familiar bird and nodded. "Thanks. We'll be there."

[— MALKYN.]

[align=center][table]
[tr][td]

[/td][td]

I AM NOT A GOOD THING
[color=white](i am barely a thing at all)

[/td][/tr][/table]

Malkyn, on the other hand, liked the mud. Maybe not for its smell and definitely not for the sticky feeling it left on her but it kept her blended in, it kept her smelling like the Earth and territory around her, grounding her to the here and now, to reality. Of which she needed more of, if she was being honest. The ungodly screaming of the bird catches her attention, aggressively tipping her head and flattening ears against her head, a faint growl coming from her throat. Faint clicking is heard around the group until Malkyn pulls herself from the depths of the murky waters as she approaches the others, her head lifting up to follow the sound of flapping wings.

Birds aren't her favorite food, too many feathers, too little meat. And they spooked far too easily for the hellhound to really get close enough to them to warrant the energy spent. Plus, with her at five foot tall, birds rarely were anything but a crumb. Her head shifts back to stare blankly in the direction of everyone else, clicking stopping temporarily as everyone's footsteps stopped. "Superficial interactions rarely do anything for external matters." She comments offhandedly, a vague frown slipping over her face. She didn't like going somewhere just to say 'hi, how are you', she didn't like the hi-bye things with people. Granted, she also didn't like opening up to people but that was a different matter. "But manners are manners."

MALKYN RHODES — ALPHA HELLHOUND — TANGLEWOOD ROGUE — TAGS