09-11-2020, 01:40 AM
I GUESS THERE'S A LOT OF
[align=center]STUFF WE DON'T KNOW
ABOUT EACHOTHER.
franklin t.p. — the typhoon — coyote pup
Quiet was the sandy coyote, soft whimpers leaving it as it prodded Michael's side. Searching for warmth, he began to whimper, headbutting to the best of his abilitry. Tiny paws dug at dark fur, as if trying to return to the warmth it had been torn from. Upset by the inability to return to the warm, the pup began to cry out, whimpers leaving them as they squirmed.
PERCY
Flew up through the clouds at night was born to fight. Mythical, so mystical - think what you like. You could be the sword, the shield defender of the people down below, you know I fought for love. Be kind to those around ya' don't be merci less. Remember me for my name is Perseus.
HE/HIM — I'VE GONE FAR — MODERATOR