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⌗ ✶ dog days are over
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Join Date: Dec 2016
Status: 彡 ╰► now if youre lonely you know i am here waiting for you ✩˚。⋆
Gender: wolfboy ✧ they/he/it/howl/fang/any neos
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and if we cut open your heart, pour it in a cup - do you think it would be enough?
— LIKE A CHESHIRE CAT, I THINK YOU ARE JUST A GRIN AND I CAN FEEL YOU LAUGHING UNDER MY SKIN
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!! ꔠ the HOLY SPIRIT - YOUR GOD ABOVE ꔠ !! ★ he . they (may use she when convenient) ★ tall black, gray, and white chimera that has medium-long fur and varying fur textures. has a feathery, kinked tail & bright amber eyes. smells of metallic & cinnamon. ★
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
彡 ➜ @Estelle
His journey with the Atari had been rather short. The moment the scent of RiverClan started to become frequent around the area, the chimera had made a swift leave. Boring really, the cats there were a bit more interesting than the clans but they had no interested in reuniting with the boring black cat. It was best for Spirit to stay away from RiverClan in general — they surely wouldn't be pleased to ever see him. Maybe.
Which meant he was left to wander once more in solitude. He walked quietly through the lands, a firm disconnection between his body and his mind. A refined skill, something that always confirmed they truly were dead. Those in the living could not walk the plane of subconscious but he? He was familiar with it.
Eventually, Spirit's paws begun to blister and ache which tugged him away - placing him firmly back into his furbag. He sighed in annoyance, dragging himself over to underneath a willow tree. The leaves hung down, almost brushing against his fur - as if nature was coming down to stroke him to sleep.
His amber eyes fluttered close, and off the feline went into the dreamscape. Dreams were always - strange for him. Sometimes it felt as if they weren't his and he was only walking on the sidelines. Sometimes it was Wren's dreadful memories bubbling up to the surface.
It was the first this time around. He walked through the void, every so often an entrance popping up. He would stick his head - perhaps enter and explore, but often too boring to stay around. It was only until he came across,,
a peculiar dream - a nightmare, it seemed, was spirit's interest piqued. he stepped in fully, letting the entrance shut behind him. time to see what awaits them!
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
✶ LULLABY LYRE ✕ AGATHA KITTY ✕ HERB KNOWLEDGE ✕ DREAMWALKER ✶
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❝ hold on tight to this time,
this place 'cause everything you know will be erased.
you were born inside your head.
and that is where you'll be when you are dead. ❞
-- the sleepy consumes me --
꒰ pronouns.cc꒱
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