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    Wil probably sneaks kisses for Obscuro between breaks in both AUs tbh.


    Also quick question for the children! Does anyone have a Skype/ would be interested in doing a Riverclan group on Skype???

    I don't have a discord, but I'd totally get one so we can chat! I'll let everyone know when I do make it.


    Wil would probably just have a group a kids and all of them almost killed, but come back by the skin of their teeth.

    Wilford wasn't really sure what the point of stuffed animal were, but younger people and apparently Eridan liked the things. The pink Mudi moved over curiously to stare at a purple fish, he bit it a little and flinched as a squeak emerged from the thing, " Can I have this one, Beautiful? " His pupils seemed to be larger than usual as he rested his head on the fish plush and occasionally pressed down to hear the squeaking noise it made. He now realized why people liked these things a lot. He would call him cloaca. Because that was apparently the fish equivalent of a dick. Also because it would irritate Eridan.

    Wilford had just returned to his home after a quick chat with some of the NPCs causing a slight racket outside the cave and came back to see all these gifts that sent a burning heat to flow through the canine as he collected all the things, gently setting them around his bare room that lacked in the needed decorations. After a moment, he sat with the familiar wolf in his arms and read the note to himself. He could feel his smile grow the further he read and couldn't help but cover up his face a little and laugh at this new nickname 'Willy' and the fact he had apparently started a fluster war. He pulled himself together and began to head out towards the beach, all the while feeling like he was walking on air and planning out just how he would advance in this war. He wouldn't let this go down easy, that's for sure. Brown eyes scanned as he moved carefully in the direction his love gave him. All the while, picking up pretty shells to gift Obby. His plan was coming into form faster than he could comprehend.

    [ smells like angst is on the horizon ]


    If you had asked why he had been out so late that night, Wilford wouldn't have been able to tell you. He had only felt restless and something told him to leave the comfort of his bed, his feet carrying him out into the warm summer night. He released a yawn and blinked lazily as he dragged himself forward with an empty mind that seemed to sound like the ocean, though that may have been the actual ocean not too far from his current position. He jumped when he heard his name called out and turned to look at just who had called him, a lazy smile appearing as he saw his lovely lady, Obscuro. He felt himself begin to wake up a little more and felt as his tail wagged, " Obscuro, it's good to see you. I-I missed you... " He called back, blissfully unaware of her desperation due to the lack of sleep so far. His usually upward ears seemed to flop down as he sat down and waited for her to come closer, " You're so beautiful, Obby. I love you, just so y'know. " He added with a laugh.

    Wilford hummed in response, when she had said love in a rather confused matter at first. The pink fluffball quickly nuzzled her neck affectionately, but pulled back once he heard his name in such a formal way. He was almost worried there for a moment until he felt her muzzle touch his head and heard her speak. Wilford's heart fluttered a bit at those words and gave her a quick kiss before responding, " There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, my dear. I can't explain how happy you make me and I...I want you to know you're the best thing that's happened to me. " His voice seemed to crack a bit at his own words, his feelings were pure for this broken soul. He wanted to make her feel like she was queen of the world and he wouldn't let anyone hurt her again. He gave Obscuro yet another kiss and kept close to his only love, the warmth resonating quite a lot from this rather passionate moment.

    Wilford moved from her grasp rather quickly after what she had said. Run? From what? His imaginary eyebrows seemed to furrow in confusion as he stared at Obscuro. Should he really question what she asked of him or should he show that he was willing to do this for her without another word. Wilford sighed and and looked to the ground before replying, " Only if I can stay with you for the night, Obscuro. I don't want to leave you just yet. But, I will leave when the dawn arrives. " His smile was no longer present at the moment, his lips were pressed into a firm line as he moved back over and held onto her again with a vice grip. His eyes narrowed a bit once his face was out of sight, but he trusted her. He would respect her request and leave for a short time. A paw raised up to stroke her fur as he leaned against her, hoping she would be ok with his request for him to stay with her.

    Wilford nodded in response to her own request, that warmth seemed to double fold at the thought of being in bed with his Obby and everything being peaceful. His almost signature smile returned, " As you wish. " He had said as softly as his voice would let him, hesitantly pulling himself away and gestured back towards the caves. Before he even started to walk, he spoke once more, " I know we aren't mates or married. B-But, I hope I can have a nice life with you in Riverclan, Obby. Yeah, I know it's cheesy, but it's true. " His eyes moved away from her own pair and to the cave as he slowly began his walk home with her at his side.

    I'm currently plotting a possible death/leaving/something for one of my Shadowclan characters. Since shit is going down there, hoo boy.


    As for Wilford, helll idk about death. I love this child a lot now and stuff. But I have had....ideas.

    neW PEOPLE HELLO! Ahh, sorry for not being here when you arrived.


    Also quick notice for those who haven't read the Wilscuro thread, Wilford is going to be gone for a bit until the oncoming attack is over. He has no clue as to what is happening and is only doing as his love wants.