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another song i am super normal about

Borzois ❤️

The next day, when Fairytale was busy, Fantasy would try to confront her mother, who was expectant yet again. “Hey, ma?” She’s question, her attempt to grab her mother’s attention working as the nicheling turned her head. “Why didn’t you listen to pa? Isn’t Little Red going to get you sick?” She’d ask, tilting her head a bit towards the tree. Her mother sighed, gave a tired look between the two foals, then gave a forced smile. “She will, but it’s important, as her family, to be there for her. If we leave her behind, we’re no better than the goldleech.” She had given her best effort to explain, and Fantasy took a moment to register this information, before looking to her sister. “Can we just call her Red? Maybe she’ll get bigger than us from our love! She won’t have to be all small from the sickness!” Her mother would smile, genuinely this time, and lightly poked her nose against the child’s. “Of course. Just be aware that we’ll have to give her more space than us. Once she’s able to survive the birds, of course.” The child nodded, and the two sat together talking for a little while longer.

Fantasy stared ahead nervously, dramatically wincing back at the tension in the air. Not the love-type tension, no, this was anger. Frustration. She could see it all over their faces, and she almost felt bad for the sickly cub caught in the middle of it all. “Why do you still have that thing? It’s going to infect you!” Fairytale spat, his tail lashing through the air behind him as he paced back and forth next to the tree. His mate simply glared, holding the newborn close, despite all the coughing and wheezing. “Please, I’m just trying to take care of you! That baby’s going to hurt you, even if that’s not its intention. It’s better to let go now than to get attached!” He’d try to reason, trying to get her to move away from the cub. Still, she’d just glare. Fantasy would make an attempt to speak, but was quickly shut down with a look of annoyance from her father. She stared at him, then to her mother and the cub, before dejectedly going back to her attempt to shake the tree loose of its acorns.

Solar stared down at the sickly, sneezing cub between her paws. She was revolted, refusing to believe that she’d spawn something so gross. They were getting snot everywhere. Bloodmoon was nothing like this when she was a cub, why was this one having trouble breathing? Maybe it’d be easier to crush the poor thing to put it out of it’s misery. Though, shuffling in the grass next to her snapped her out of those thoughts. She’d look up to her eldest, Bloodmoon, who had rolled over in her sleep. She had to check with Season anyways before making such a bold decision, though Bloodmoon has had no trouble cuddling up next to the nest, even while knowing the cub would cough on her. On one paw, she respected the bravery. On the other paw, she hated it. How could she be indifferent towards the disgusting habits of this cub? The more she thought, the more she wracked her brain trying to decide, the more she’d wear herself out, and eventually exhaustion came over her, triggered by her own thoughts.

Woodland and Fairytale had been talking, admiring the cub in the nest with Woodland, but soon came a low growling. Fairytale’s shackles would raise as soon as he caught sight of the source, and he quickly made an attempt to pull Woodland away from it, which would have left the cub to the bearyena hovering above her if she’d let herself move. Instead, she took the blow of a bite to her antlers. “Move!! You’re going to get hurt!” Fairytale would scream, his tail raised high as he began to back towards the tree. Woodland scoffed, planting herself sturdily over the cub as she raised her bearyena’s claw for a devastating attack on the beast, ultimately killing it in the next hit. Fairytale watched in horror, flinching when his mate glared to him. “We protect cubs at all costs.” She’d state rather simply, though the undertone of anger that emanated as she spoke was enough to turn one’s fur white with fear.

@Modiano Ourania [3 versions: full version, w/o clothing, and w/o the texture] Here he is! He is brave and quite large. He is an extrovert and confident. - Help me. This dragonet is scaring me. Now, tell me what you’ll do with both of them.

Fat glowy cat ❤️

YouTube is unhinged these comments are all on one video

3 days without monster energy its most of my bloodstream now and i need to get more or else i may die of headache /hj 😨

guess whos reverting back to the fnaf phase this guy B,] *points to self*

hueheheheh blozz forced me to make an account

Ace of ice (No, I don’t know why I drew this. I never know why I draw anything)

Quiet mewling could be heard beneath the tree of the jungle ports, a young cub with his mother behind the noise. The mother, Reason, had been sleeping, while the cub was trying to call out for his father, who quickly lay a paw on his head to calm him down. The cub’s head was barely large enough to hold the paw, so Rhyme was careful not to crush him with it. He’d even try to lift his paw away, to which the cub would snap back with a yowl to get the paw to return. “Feisty one, aren’t you?” He’d chuckle softly, before carefully laying beside the two. He loved them, very dearly, but had to stay on-guard. He wasn’t sure what they were to expect from the new island. The cub would slowly drift off to sleep, though.

me when women 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 also a little RAT base by hoot

THE HAIRDRESSER CUT MY HAIR REAL SHORT 😰😰😰😰 also celeste 😊😊sols character

New playthrough!! Yay!! Trying to plan in advance with this one- get a whole island's worth ready then start posting, y'know? But!! Would like to put a small GORE WARNING on this message, for some future events! Because I can be very brutal with my characters ❤️

WOAH ACTUAL LORE BEHIND THIS!?!??! Credit to @Chiyanna for inspiring me. －－－－－－－－－－ Sycamoreclan, lives On the Snow-caped Mountains. Having been trained to Withstand Cold weather; They Can Walk freely. Although, If your Short-furred You might Struggle With Living In these Harsh Conditions. Here's An interesting Fact: Half Of The Sycamoreclan cats are Polydactyl; Including the Leader And Medcat. Prey: Snowshoe Hares, Squirrels, Rabbits, Ibex Carcasses. Map: Currently Working on that. －－－－－－－－－－ Anyways, Add your characters here. Forum Name: Age ( in moons ) : Gender: Sexuality: Are you a warrior, kit, Or Apprentice? Brief description: Character Image: ( warrior cats ult, Picrew, and others are allowed for your characters.) [ Yes, this will be a roleplay ] －－－－－－－－－－ ElmStar ( Leader ) [Male; Polydactyl; Generous and Stern] TatteredGust ( Deputy ) [Female; Gullible And Interesting ] SwanDusk ( Medcat ) [ Male; Polydactyl; Timid And Humorous ] WARRIORS Name: Riversong Age ( in moons ) : 15 Gender: female Sexuality: panromantic ace Are you a warrior, kit, Or Apprentice? Warrior Brief description: Excitable, friendly, likes to live in the moment and prefers not to think about the past Character Image: (picrew by SparkyTheEagle) (@XxTheLonelyLeafwingxX UwU )

ME WHEN IT'S ACTUALLY THE NEXT POST AND I DID NOT REALIZE IT

I don't mind!! I actually love when that happens, reminds me that people see it LOL I just love feedback in general : D This quote will go down in history, and you will regret it. : ) /lh

gay cat

Just a random thing I drew!

(I misspelt fat and it autocorrected to gay-)

help my brain just said

Cahoot?

i need to get snap crying emoji i dont even know how to work snap im ancient + heavily shielded from the outside world lmao

Thief snapped his head up, seeing Sharp before him. 'Fine! Fine, I'm f-fine.' He stammered out an automatic response. He felt anything but fine, but ah well. 'I uh, I was just..' Thief struggled to come up with a good lie. He hated lying to basically his only friend. He knew the feeling of lying to someone he cared about was very familiar. It felt terrible. 'I just had a dream.' He mumbled, settling for the truth. He didn't need to tell Sharp about it, didn't need to bother his friend. 'You can stay, it's.. I don't want you to leave.' the thought of being alone again in this forest scared him more than telling Sharp his dream. Being alone. For some reason he hated being alone, and yet with a group of more than 3 nichelings, he got nervous! Suddenly, another spirit approached. She didn't look the least bit friendly, but Thief picked himself up, and tried to make himself smile anyway. It didn't work. Thief let Sharp stand in front of him. Sharp was much stronger anyway. He didn't have a useless paw. 'Sharp, wait.' Thief muttered. 'We should probably run, if this is the spirits tree.' He knew it sounded cowardly, but what was the point of fighting? He pushed himself out from behind his friend and forced himself to speak. Compared to Sharp, he looked small and squeaky. 'We don't mean you any harm! We'll leave if you want us to leave!' he said quickly. But the conversation had already strayed to the strange nichelings scar. She knew where she got hers, even though it looks like she hadn't been here for a while. She probably didn't get it because nichelings hated her. He thought bitterly. Those nichelings in the dream weren't even aiming to kill him, because he was much bigger here than in the dream. They just aimed to break his paw so it couldn't be repaired, for whatever reason. Thief stood right next to Sharp, waiting for the strange spirits answer.

(maybe you could go to Avilulu's character? or Lilytuft's character Fangs?)

At the start of their journey through the dark swamp, the spirit had been quite cautious. But after wandering for what felt like hours, they had simply stopped thinking. There was nothing to for their mind to do. It was too dark to see much, and they remember practically nothing, not even their own name!(Haha how strange) They’d stopped asking questions, since there clearly wasn't anyone to answer them. Something was wrong and for now, they’d simply accepted that. (And then they run into someone. Plz. Someone. I want to roleplay)

"Why can your monkey harness the power of electricity??? Is that the monkey version of Thor? What is happening???"

"How do you know so much about yourself already?" Sharp asked, confused. "I haven't seen you before, unless you've been here for a while and just stayed out of sight."

He noticed her scar, and his expression became a little concerned. "Are you ok? Why does your scar look like it's burning?" He asked. His claws were still unsheathed though. Don't trust anyone. He decided to change the quote a little. Don't trust anyone as soon as you meet them sounded much more sensible. But it was more of a mouthful. He snapped back from thinking and looked at the strange nicheling.

Random idea what if MSM as WoF

Here Is the SkyWing I said I'd make

also ive never spent robux in cos (my parents refuse to buy me robux so i just trade for robux creatures) but playing the game is still supporting them and i feel kinda guilty

lindwyrm supremacy

yeah i think i like this song a normal amount 😇😇😇 ft teagan cos i never draw her but she’s cool

yippee bully peepee time !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /lh

mandela catalogue fans when they see a national security warning that thousands of children have been kidnapped (this is meant in good fun and a joke)

HERE'S YOUR SKRUNKLY!!!!!

dogge

@Pancakehere is your silly !!

happy holidays stray fawn forumsers!! polly @takoyamaaaS @Pancake @distorted fawn @GreenTheCrowFox @cookie @Cozy Fawn @Modiano Ourania @eebee @lizardcake @Tundra Fawn @avsteruwu @Blurry Fawn

not drawings but i made some collages in an art club thing for school 💪💪the second one is my favorite but they are both going on my wall 😍

i lost my mind theres OCtober theres onetober theres objectober theres everything i did everything bye aslso some doodles i made while i watched a video ffor my ap literature homework 😍