06-15-2022, 10:25 PM
AS THE KING IS SLOWLY DYING,
Tiny paws led the oriental shorthair to the river, icy flakes leaving their fur as if they were shedding, and lazy maroon eyes widened slightly at the sight of Agrimony. Underneath the light blue fur, shades of darker colors, blacks and a pinch of whites, broke through. Brutei flicked their tail, loosening the icy exterior that was once their fur and letting it fall to the ground to reveal the stronger, masculine form underneath. Without their bandana, they felt a little naked.
Icy horns fell away, and soon enough the form had finished the transition. A sigh left the feline, and they coughed. "Hello, Agrimony." They rumbled, stepping closer. They were cautious, careful. Unsure of how Agrimony would react.
Icy horns fell away, and soon enough the form had finished the transition. A sigh left the feline, and they coughed. "Hello, Agrimony." They rumbled, stepping closer. They were cautious, careful. Unsure of how Agrimony would react.
ANY MOMENT HE WILL GO!
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I KNOW IT'S NOT REAL, BUT IT'S IN MY SOUL ❆
AND I JUST CAN'T TRY AND FACE THE DARK INSIDE MY HEAD.
AND I JUST CAN'T TRY AND FACE THE DARK INSIDE MY HEAD.
BRUTEI TSUNE — ICE DEMON/SHAPESHIFTER — CONGREGANT — REF