08-22-2018, 07:33 PM
STOCKING ANARCHY
✯ — if you don't fuck with us then motherfuck you
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arrow reeked of violence and gloom-- and stocking instantly recoiled, face twisting jntk horror and unsureness. Why did it have to be this way? why couldn't arrow just be... Happy? Life was certainly better like that. Ignorance was bliss and stocking never wanted to be aware.
"I-im... Sorry?" She tripped over her words, cowering with submission beneath the far more oppressive oriental. Stocking had never meant to make arrow respond in such a... Way. Granted, arrow always seemed to be in a mood but stocking would rather that she wasn't. She only wanted the best for her friends. And that meant every single one in tanglewood.
This day was just going by swell.
Axle was far more jovial, and stocking allowed her eyes to slip over to him, almost grateful for his intrusion.
Delilah was far more accepting than the other guardsman, sauntering over with a smug, calm confidence.
Her eyes switched from Delilah, to arrow once more as the other begrudgingly took a whiff of the flower.
Stocking's tail thumped with eager satisfaction. She wasn't too sure what resulted in the change of heart but she was happy about it either way, eager to please and wondering if arrow's kind had changed after taking a deep inhale of mother nature's beautiful, beautiful gift.
"See?" She crooned. "Does it smell nice?" Her smile was bright. All white, perfect little teeth and gleaming.
"I-im... Sorry?" She tripped over her words, cowering with submission beneath the far more oppressive oriental. Stocking had never meant to make arrow respond in such a... Way. Granted, arrow always seemed to be in a mood but stocking would rather that she wasn't. She only wanted the best for her friends. And that meant every single one in tanglewood.
This day was just going by swell.
Axle was far more jovial, and stocking allowed her eyes to slip over to him, almost grateful for his intrusion.
Delilah was far more accepting than the other guardsman, sauntering over with a smug, calm confidence.
Her eyes switched from Delilah, to arrow once more as the other begrudgingly took a whiff of the flower.
Stocking's tail thumped with eager satisfaction. She wasn't too sure what resulted in the change of heart but she was happy about it either way, eager to please and wondering if arrow's kind had changed after taking a deep inhale of mother nature's beautiful, beautiful gift.
"See?" She crooned. "Does it smell nice?" Her smile was bright. All white, perfect little teeth and gleaming.
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