CAN'T MOVE ALLA THIS HERE ☆ christmas cards, o

[fulzanin]

I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME

ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot

Aslisk had been far too enthralled in her task to notice the little peeks that were being given towards her work. It was a struggle to write when she had no paws to use and instead only her jaws. She was concerned about crushing up the crayon on accident and having the foul taste stuck in her mouth. In addition, she was concerned about how legible her writing was. She hadn't even written it in her native language. This was the language her wife wrote and spoke in. The wyvern was capable of learning new languages with ease, yes, but only their verbal sides. Writing was a pain. Writing when the language had each letter with three different variants was more pain. Writing when you couldn't even hold the crayon properly was pain. Aslisk had to set the crayon down a few times and rapidly clench and release her jaw, feeling aches spring up from applying only a certain amount of pressure. She had finished, though. The message she had written was nothing special. It wasn't super lengthy either. The drawing was, of course, of her family. Back home. Where they looked odd and certainly was not helped by Aslisk's lackluster artistic abilities or not using the right appendages to write with.

The shudder was mostly constituted from homesickness. Looking at the drawing and being reminded that her family was elsewhere and without her present to protect them. That she'd up and disappeared on her wife without a word. Her kids probably thought that it was a repeat of a previous incident, one that had been entirely accidental. She wasn't with her family for the holidays and it stung. Perhaps the shudder could be attributed to realizing how terrible her writing was as well, or how absolutely soppy the message was. A simple one; Aslisk didn't know the incredibly complex words of the language of the featherbrains. It conveyed the message nonetheless. Upon realizing that she was being looked at, the wyvern tensed up. Her teeth clenched around the car a little tighter, and she continued striding off as if she had not noticed the Gat looking at her work. Aslisk didn't want him to see her being sappy, or anyone for that matter. She was a cold, ruthless, violent and ferocious person. She could not be seen, not even for a brief moment, being anything other than that. It was her reputation. If there was one thing her past had taught her, it was that reputation was one of the most important things in the entire universe. With reputation you could defend what you cared about. With reputation people wouldn't bother you. With reputation you couldn't get away with 'i love you miss you so much you're the best thing to ever happen to me i love you i love you' being written on a card if your reputation was everything but such a concept.

When Redvox spoke to her, Aslisk again tensed up. He couldn't understand her native tongue, she reasoned. He had no idea what she had wrote down on the card. She hoped that was the case. Carefully she lowered her head and protectively hid the card beneath one of her talons. "Yes, yes, it's for my family. When I get back home." The wyvern's words were sharp, choppy. Her red eyes were narrowed, gauging, still not certain that the other hadn't somehow managed to grasp what she wrote. "Why do you need to know?" There. Snappy. That would get him to back off, Aslisk was sure. If she was irritable then he would get irritable and then she could hide the card without any further questions being asked because it would be too much of a bother. Hopefully. She didn't know if this would delve into one of their spats. Aslisk hoped that he would be more interested in continuing to run the card creation stand than deal with her homesickness. If she could make it seem not worth the time, then she'd be able to stalk off and be homesick in peace. Aslisk was unaware of the other's optimism. She had the bigger issue of being seen as weak and pathetic on her mind. Her talons tapped against the floor in a way that disobeyed her tone, nerves getting to her. Homesickness was momentarily forgotten in her brief irritability, but resumed again shortly after. "What I do for my family doesn't lusluing concern you, like the bowls." Her voice briefly wavered, but her scrunched and angered expression was the counter for such a homesick tone. Her tail remained awkwardly raised behind her, twitching rapidly just as her talons were.

TAGS 11/19/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Aslisk | asli, alisk
✧ physically easy, mentally medium | March 7
✧ cisgender | she/her
✧ halls of hiraeth | regent | hot shot

APPEARANCE.
✧ wyvern (ref.) | health: 32% | piyan_baby rock demon wyvern
— a short purple wyvern with a plethora of spikes covering her lanky tail. Her horns are a light pink and spikes a deep green, and her eyes are a blazing red. This wyvern’s wings are grey. She possesses blue feet which sharply turn into the purple of the rest of her body. A long, vibrant and yellow tongue allows for her to fish. Her tail ends in a two-parted segment, acting as a pseudo hand. Her upper teeth are longer and sharper, where her lower teeth are shorter and sturdier.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision.
— covered in severe burn wounds

✧ sinotyrannus (ref.) | health: 100% | alternate body
— a 3 meter tall sinotyrannus kazuensis covered in a thick pelt of purple fur. Darker purple spots dot her pelt much like the spots of a cheetah. Her face is scaled and a lighter and paler purple in color, with her yellow scar cutting across her snout. She has long, pink horns sticking out from her head and curling back towards her face. Sharp teeth line her gums, longer in the front and firmer in the back. Her arms are stocky and have dark purple feathers lining the back, with each hand having three fingers. Her feet are blue, ending in green talons on each of her three toes. A fourth dewclaw hangs from the inside of her legs. A long tail is covered in spikes and ends in a seemingly harmless tuft of feathers, which is actually an incredibly dense smacking club.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision
— incredibly great night vision

PERSONALITY.
✧ determined, outgoing, strong willed
✧ self-preserving, sly, devious
✧ temperamental, hissy, irritable

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ asulkio x unla | crafted from an infertile egg
✧ nul
✧ demiromantic bisexual | taken/not looking | asligo

INTERACTIONS.
✧ wyvern: physically easy | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals, shapeshifting
sinotyrannus: physically hard | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals, shapeshifting
✧ will start/end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ trained to kill swiftly, not to fight
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #9c6dc7 | mention [member=8864]Aslisk[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ Aslisk comes from a self made original concept, redrafted here for the purpose of character development!