OPEN you could kiss a hundred boys in bars

[VALE]

graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ three eyed crow

The crow cawed out a laugh as xe circled a downward spiral. “Tongues aren’t my favorite, but they’re better than crab!” Bleh, coconut crabs were disgusting! Vale enjoyed hunting the fuckers, but, really, xe was unusually charitable at giving them away because of their horrible taste. Chicken was superior! Despite the fact that chicken was the eigenvalue of protein! “Hahaha, what a treat to have fresh meat!”

Vale landed on Meteor’s rightmost ram horn. The pharaoh glanced askance at the inquisitor. The inquisitor glanced back with a happy little cackle.

Then Vale’s three red eyes drifted back to Kole. And then xe tilted xyr head at the fox-like creature caught in the net. “Never seen a four winged beastie before.” Vale fluffed out xyr wings, shook out xyr body. Xyr spine popped from every vertebrae. “I should try copying that when I shapeshift!”

Vale blinked, then looked back at the beastie. Head tilted left, then right, then left again. Something… funky… in his eyes? Not the prosocial response to adrenaline, huh? Vale glanced at Meteor—get a fellow psychopath to double-check xyr read—but the pharaoh was making heart eyes at the coyote and didn’t seem to have bothered diverting cognition to reading the netted up beastie’s body language.

“Aye, Beastie, how royally did ya fuck up to end up captured?”

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★

BUT I’M OVER IT NOW

[W]isker