12-06-2019, 08:24 AM
//he doesn’t actually have the hat yet! my bad, but i’ll make do
also can i say that i already Love lemy
As per his normal reaction with anything, his heart skipped a beat when one of the Tanglers going about their business stopped and began to head in his direction. The tiny crow gulped, then paused. Squinting his beady, dark eyes, there was recognition in his features as he briefly bobbed his head. Bink let the lion speak first, while he scanned over the bright fur and feathers in an attempt to search his memory. He knew this guy. What was his name again? Was that bandage there before?
Pleasantly surprised that his name was remembered, the dark bird straightened up and offered a smile. ”Wor- Worm...” Worm-something. He recalled thinking that it was a very odd name. Oh! ”Wormwood!” he exclaimed happily. ”I’m glad to see you!” Taking a few steps forward, he turned and tipped his head much like a pigeon. ”What happened to your...” the words died in his throat.
Bink’s expression turned to that of absolute horror as the massive spider skittered over on eight legs. Spider. It’s a massive spider. That’s a massive spider. As fast as he could on his own spindly legs, the crow darted and hid behind one of Wormwood’s. Wormwood would protect him from it, his heart told him. His mind said that it would kill them all. Practically clinging to the lion’s leg, he stared out at the arachnid with wide eyes. It spoke. Why does subject have hat? Hat? What hat? Shakily, he reached up and brushed his head with the wrist of his wing. To his surprise, an equally tiny leaf, presumably from a bush, fell to the ground. ”O-oh...” he mumbled, dumbfounded. Heart still pounding in his chest, he somehow got even closer to his lion friend’s ankle and looked at eight different eyes nervously and sheepishly. He wasn’t dead yet. Must be biding its time. ”I... I didn’t notice it was there.” A weak, nervous laugh didn’t quite leave his beak.
When the excited, creamy-colored cat abruptly appeared in front of him and squealed, the little corvid damn near had a heart attack. Briefly lurching on his feet as if he were about to faint like a goat, he leaned against Wormwood. ”Pl- please don’t do- don’t do that,” he managed, voice little more than a coarse whisper. As it turns out, Tanglewood had gained more members in the time he was gone. Although he was loud, this new one didn’t scare him like... like the spider. Giant spider. ”Hello,” he tried again, voice cracking. ”I can’t remember my real name, b-but people call me Bink.”
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As per his normal reaction with anything, his heart skipped a beat when one of the Tanglers going about their business stopped and began to head in his direction. The tiny crow gulped, then paused. Squinting his beady, dark eyes, there was recognition in his features as he briefly bobbed his head. Bink let the lion speak first, while he scanned over the bright fur and feathers in an attempt to search his memory. He knew this guy. What was his name again? Was that bandage there before?
Pleasantly surprised that his name was remembered, the dark bird straightened up and offered a smile. ”Wor- Worm...” Worm-something. He recalled thinking that it was a very odd name. Oh! ”Wormwood!” he exclaimed happily. ”I’m glad to see you!” Taking a few steps forward, he turned and tipped his head much like a pigeon. ”What happened to your...” the words died in his throat.
Bink’s expression turned to that of absolute horror as the massive spider skittered over on eight legs. Spider. It’s a massive spider. That’s a massive spider. As fast as he could on his own spindly legs, the crow darted and hid behind one of Wormwood’s. Wormwood would protect him from it, his heart told him. His mind said that it would kill them all. Practically clinging to the lion’s leg, he stared out at the arachnid with wide eyes. It spoke. Why does subject have hat? Hat? What hat? Shakily, he reached up and brushed his head with the wrist of his wing. To his surprise, an equally tiny leaf, presumably from a bush, fell to the ground. ”O-oh...” he mumbled, dumbfounded. Heart still pounding in his chest, he somehow got even closer to his lion friend’s ankle and looked at eight different eyes nervously and sheepishly. He wasn’t dead yet. Must be biding its time. ”I... I didn’t notice it was there.” A weak, nervous laugh didn’t quite leave his beak.
When the excited, creamy-colored cat abruptly appeared in front of him and squealed, the little corvid damn near had a heart attack. Briefly lurching on his feet as if he were about to faint like a goat, he leaned against Wormwood. ”Pl- please don’t do- don’t do that,” he managed, voice little more than a coarse whisper. As it turns out, Tanglewood had gained more members in the time he was gone. Although he was loud, this new one didn’t scare him like... like the spider. Giant spider. ”Hello,” he tried again, voice cracking. ”I can’t remember my real name, b-but people call me Bink.”
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THIS IS THE FLIGHT OF A THOUSAND WISHES
SURELY, AT LEAST ONE WILL REACH THE HEAVENS — RIGHT?
( ✤ ) - —————————————— -「 crow » tanglewood member » tags » played by cakie ! 」
( ✤ ) - —————————————— -「 crow » tanglewood member » tags » played by cakie ! 」