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![]() Turnip Chair (#117787) ![]() Wicked View Forum Posts ![]() Posted on 2017-07-14 11:03:52 |
Look behind their eyes, Character SheetsNo thread generated. The original poster of this RP thread will be able to generate one for this feature.![]() Edited on 16/07/17 @ 14:56:39 by Turnip Chair (#117787) |
o_leander (#114927)
Astral View Forum Posts ![]() Posted on 2017-07-19 00:14:11 |
Isaac | Male | 16 | Lyric Location: Familiarized Camp Mentions: Open Sharp, yet warm hued brown orbs roamed across the densely forested landscape. A young man strolled across the camp, grass blades tickling the hard soles of his feet and poking between his toes. With a sigh, Isaac sank down at the base of a tree, a fair bit away from all other activity. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he watched others with their familiars. Many different creatures wandered this place, all unique to themselves. It was quite odd, how many familiars had the complete opposite personality to their Familiarized. It would be a lot more helpful if they thought and acted alike, wouldn't it? Interrupting his thoughts was the sounds of hooves crunching on grass, muted by the soft foliage underfoot. The barely audible noise caused Isaac to swivel his cranium to face the source, a grin etching over his rough features. Lyric trotted towards him, her faded russet coat still glittering in the sunlight, casting a golden sheen over her silky fur. The youth stretched out a dark-skinned hand towards the shy ungulate, examining her as she snuffled his hand, searching greedily for anything to eat. Before giving up, she licked his callused palm experimentally, eliciting an amused chuckle from its owner. Isaac shuffled over slightly, invitingly patting the earth beside him and glancing up at his familiar. Gracefully, the doe settled down beside him, leaning on his side and resting her sloped cranium in his lap. Gently, Isaac stroked her head, scratching her behind her large, twitching audits. The lean ungulate emitted a sound of contentment, relaxing into his soft touch. Fingers running through her red-brown fur, he noticed how ragged it was. And dirty. "I really should get you cleaned up, later." The young man uttered, mostly to himself, though the doe stiffened for a moment and her ears turned towards him, as if she understood his words. Chuckling again, Isaac leaned back against the rough bark of the trunk, gazing up towards the sky in thoughtful silence. ![]() Edited on 19/07/17 @ 00:17:11 by Skye (#114927) |
Pembroke (#717)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts ![]() Posted on 2017-07-19 01:17:29 |
Vaughn | | Male | | 11 | | Fig ![]() |
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