Posts by astraltear.

★-- IM SO SWEET, LIL' BITCH
                   
☆•° sometimes, nameless would forget that imma spoke in the first person. it was kinda weird, he always kept his mouth shut when he was in a bad mood around her for a reason, knowing they'll end up fighting because he went after that one trait. "only because i need to keep an eye out for ven and bluebell." came out his exhausted words, don't get him wrong, he loved them dearly. it was just that he needed a break every now and then. his eyes had shifted towards the feathered body, cocking an eyebrow as he had taken in her avian form. "and i still see you change ever so often." he considered it weird that she had kept this a secret, and the only reason nameless would know was because he had caught her in the act of switching between her bodies. he kept his mouth silent, however. he wouldn't expose her like that. but he was curious as to why it was so important to keep this a secret from the world. everyone would accept her either way. they were practically family, were they not?

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★-- IM SO SWEET, LIL' BITCH
                   
☆•° with soft eyes, he had watched as young members pranced about, while others had relaxed. watching as they would doze off before jolting awake, repeating the process. a rare chuckle was drawn out of him, watching as a child had slumped forward, too tired to finish the night. it all felt surreal. the warmth of the bonfire caressing his pastel fur, his docked tail wagging a small bit. nameless was always just a bit more happier on nights like these. he had kept a close eye on vendette, making sure the toddler didn't do anything too rash. she was a little spitfire, but she was his spitfire. he took care of her, and was the one responsible for her. this was his home, and the nights where the bonfire had sung softly and the kids had became faint echos among the small chatter of the circle only enforced the idea. nameless was truly content, silent with a small smile placed upon his calm features.

however, as a boom sounded, he was put instantly on guard. fur rises and eyes glaring at who had sounded the sound. it was clear that the masculine wasn't fond of loud sounds. he let out a little warning to prevent having to accidentally go after a member who had set off a sound that nameless would go nuts over. with a huff, he had watched the slithering figure of caspian become more clear, surrounded by the flames like an angel's aura. he didn't appreciate his way of communication, but it was the only way the wrapped serval could really speak. faintly, he had wondered what had possibly happened to earn the feline so much bandages. "what kind of game, caspian?" came the golden's voice, much more softer and welcoming due to the atmosphere calming his usually tense body. he didn't play games too much, but would join in occasionally.

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★-- IM SO SWEET, LIL' BITCH
                   
☆•° to him, azurin was considered family. with nameless not only lacking a family, but his sense of identity as well, he was stuck in his choices of who he could ever really confide in. but azurin had felt like a home, he was one of the first to greet nameless, take him in and care for him. he could easily spot the familiar pelt of the wolf weaving through the trees. if there was one thing the two had in common, it was their oversized frame, muscular frames and all. the golden had easily towered over others, but he would never be able to stare down at azurin, who carried a good couple of inches. however, he'd say they were fairly close in height. "azurin?" the retriever called, his voice calm and even, only raising his tone to indicate a question. "what were you doing?" as always, he would interrogate until he got the answer he sought. no one was safe from his questioning gaze and emotionless tone. the soul was easily recognized as a guard dog, taking care of everyone and fretting over them. willing to so easily lay his life down for even the most secretive member. he was the one to sniff out the rats in the group and pressure them into the truth. good? bad? he was always judging character. soft violet eyes had gazed tiredly at azurin, who had seemed to have just awoken as well. his fur had been messy and missing it's usual tidiness.

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★-- IM SO SWEET, LIL' BITCH
                   
☆•° he would’ve much preferred truth or dare, or something. in fact, the prospect of ‘never have i ever’ had made him a bit nervous. he would not be able to tell if he was being dishonest in his choices. after all, he could not remember his own childhood apart from flashbacks that even he isn’t too sure of. hell, he didn’t even know his birth name. it had been lost in time. he wasn’t exactly called ‘nameless’ for fun. it was a constant reminder of how he had little identity to him.

the golden had turned his head to see azurin waltz in, large frame commanding attention. along with imma and macushla. however, it seemed the game would only have a couple of participants. it looks like he was playing then. he’ll just have to steer their statements away from the past, so he could effectively answer. nameless had never lied, his tongue always letting the truth roll out. it was important to not find comfort in a lie, even if the truth had hurt. the lie would cause more damage.

at caspian’s start, he had began to calculate his own sleep patterns. no, he didn’t. it would be too wasteful to sleep half of the day away when there was always more light than dark. there was too much to get done. nameless had often gotten six hours at the maximum and three at the minimum.

he guessed it was open for anyone, so nameless had decided to take the next words. "never have i ever…" his voice had unintentionally followed after the bandages feline’s, pausing at the same spot and letting the words linger in the air. what hadn’t he done? "never have i ever betrayed another." playing on his loyalty card, it was obvious that nameless would, indeed, never betray another who has gained his loyalty.

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★-- IM SO SWEET, LIL' BITCH
                   
☆•° his gaze had been directed to imma’s voice, her third person speak drawing his attention. he will always think it to be weird, but he had no place to judge. with a huff, he had taken a small drink, allowing the drink to burn his throat. at least it was cold. nameless rarely drank, not seeing the pleasure in it. the drinks gave him an unpleasant feeling, but he was a heavy weight. it was extremely hard for nameless to get drunk. it must ive been from genetics, as he wouldn’t have been building up tolerance. imma could easily be exposed by him, nameless noted. but he wouldn’t go as far as that for her teasing comment. she was playing smart, actually.

however, the mere mention of ‘falling in love’ had left him cold and tense. "no, imma. he means romantic, not familiar." the golden quickly explained, not wanting her to get the wrong concept. nameless had never been in love, sober or drunk. and, this time with more bitterness, he had taken another shot. damn it. azurin just had to bring up love, huh? the one thing he couldn’t obtain for a reason that hasn’t even been revealed to him. unconsciously, a pale pink paw had traced the outline of the familiar rose. thankfully, without thorns as he had done so.

he hadn’t really had more than one drink either. as mentioned, he just didn’t enjoy it. not when he couldn’t think properly at all times and be able to react. "never have i ever been a girl." quickly, the golden had shot back at her previous statement. signaling her out from the rest of the male participants. if she wanted to play like that, then he can too. he would watch with a small smirk on him as imma would drink. solely because of her owns words working against her.

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★-- IM SO SWEET, LIL' BITCH
                   
☆•° ah…that made sense. azurin took a lot of naps, which was the opposite of nameless who had barely slept until it was necessary. his eyes had blinked away the tiredness and he had took in more of the oversized creature’s features. as if he hadn’t seen it a thousand times by now. "no…i doubt anyone actually heard you." many were simply lounging about, the golden only moving due to his restless feet. he struggled with staying still for too long. he just couldn’t do it. but one word had really caught his attention, striking him as foreign. natya? he knew that imma was german, but he definitely didn’t recognize that word as the one belonging to the harsh language. russian, maybe? but was azurin russian? "what does natya mean?" friend, maybe? it was probably just a greeting, really.

now that he thought about it, it was possible that three of the members could be russian. but he was entirely unsure. "i was getting too restless so i went for a walk. the camp seems so quiet without your voice booming throughout it." came his answer, accompanied by a little shrug as he watched azurin block the shining sun. the rays had been gently warming his back, causing for a delightful sensation. nameless was the type to sunbathe, he found it had seemed to even get into his muscles and allow them a little rest. "are you heading back soon?" nameless didn’t find conversations easy to get into a lot, causing a hint of hesitation whenever he started his sentences. if it was a good idea to say it or just a time waster.

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★-- IM SO SWEET, LIL' BITCH
                   
☆•° how would he know if someone had thought of him like that? the only reason he had took a shot at the question beforehand, was mainly out of forgetful frustration. he didn't enjoy love being brought up, that was apparent. but whatever, his paw had gently swirled the intoxicating liquid, not even feeling a slight buzz. it was kinda funny to see imma become more and more drunk as she had gone. but he had never broken a bone, nor had he ever had a sibling. at least, he didn't think he did. he couldn't properly remember. even his own mother's face was just a blur in his memories. he's always been a good sport, never really caring if he won or not. just if he had made sure he had accomplished his goals. and he hadn't killed anyone. he always wanted fighting to be the last result to lessen causalities. it seemed like a waste to just fight, anyways. "never have i ever spoke in the third person." came out nameless' snarky hum, eyes glaring at imma, of course, out of playfulness. he knew that she would just come back with something targeted to him, or the whole group. but he'd take it if it meant she had to deal with a hangover.

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☆•° easily, the canine had downed another shot, his face cool and collective even with imma looming in. though, nameless did like personal space and was more than ready to shove imma's face into the ground if need be. he didn't like people too near his face, if he can feel their breath tingling his fur, then it's too close. his eyes had darted towards his chest for a couple of seconds, waiting to see if a pang of uncomfortable pain would shoot through. none, thankfully. returning his violet gaze, a smirk had been settled neatly into nameless. "never have i ever been a caracal." sure, he may be bigger than one, but he also wanted to let azurin take a break from the shots. he was sure that the looming wolf had never been such a species. but he would agree, this was a war going on. and he had planned to win it. thank god for being able to hold his alcohol well. he swore it must've come from his father's side then. his mother could hold her's well, but she would have been trumped by his father. or so, he guessed so. thankfully, though, they had azurin watching the two. obviously playing the role of peace keeper.

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☆•° he hadn't been paying attention much, focusing on ven and making sure she didn't do anything rash. he didn't know what had compelled him to adopt ven, or even bluebell. he just...did. although he would never admit it, ven was his favorite. it was probably due to being the first of the two. he often hated to have her out of sight if she wasn't in the circle. the oversized dog had kept a firm gaze, until something had touched his back, causing him to immediately shy away. he barely allowed any touch. his attention deviated from his adopted kin, looking at the dirtied soul before him. ah, oh dear. what happened? the golden retriever (although, not so golden) had taken a closer look, bringing his face closer to the injured child.

she was dirty. blood had seeped out of onyx fur, glass shone in her skin and was that...wood? no, none of this looked good. and nameless wasn't exactly a healer in any way. pulling back, a saddened expression had taken his usual stoic features. "what had happened to you, starshine?" his voice had been soft, quiet, purposely made to not frighten the smaller creature. but it appeared that she had been built the same as ven. same breed, perhaps? though it was obvious that there were no relation between the two. the dog was slightly hesitant, but he couldn't help but care for the kid. anyone who had touched a child had made nameless sick, and he was known not to show mercy upon them. however, it didn't look like this was the same situation with the unidentified child. her fur smelt strongly of smoke, and some tips of her ashy pelt had been singed.

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★-- and im your lionheart
                   
☆•° nameless was a morning person. he rose with the sun and allowed the growing warmth to cleanse him. if he woke up late, he might as well consider the day wasted. there was just too much to do, there wasn't any time to waste it. however, that wasn't to say that nameless did not spend his time relaxing. he always woke right before the sun could really take its rightful place in the sky, always wanting to watch the sunrise and the disappearing of stars. he allowed himself to sunbathe upon a fairly large rock, scratched from years of climbing up onto it, ever since azurin had taken him in as his own. now, a fully grown nameless had settled upon the stone, the sun painting his face. his pastel fur glowing with the rays.

he had a lot of time to reflect in the morning, as well as keep violet eyes upon the members. which had seemed to play its part now. the golden retriever's ears had perked at the murmur of voices, his head swinging gently to view whoever had let their greetings slip. caspian and their beloved leader, eiva. the canine kept to his spot, but his attention was definitely on the two. quiet, but observant. nameless was only ever loud when his father was around, or with any competition, but even then he had tried to keep his voice calm and level.

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★-- and im your lionheart
                   
☆•° a good morning was bid to the canine as well, giving a nod to eiva's question. his rest was adequate, but it seemed that eiva's wasn't. "you shouldn't be dealing with an uncomfortable bed, eiva. next time find one of us immediately. it's important to get good sleep." there was no arguing with nameless when it came to such trivial things such as a bed's softness. health was important. if you lost your health, you lost everything. his attention had then turned to the darkened serval, abandoning his place and nearing the two. his height was...rather...large in truth. when he had started to tower over azurin, name was panicked at first. but the large creature stared down at them, calm.

"allow me to help, caspian cannot carry the needed amount to make your bed satisfactory. though i assume he should be of no hassle to you." his head had lowered slightly, a force of habit as he had nudged caspian ever so slightly. careful, but loving. yes, caspian can be a pain, but nameless had considered him as if he were his own.

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★-- and im your lionheart
                   
☆•° with the sound of multiple voices, name had made sure to capture each of the ones who had spoken. first, a cold-blooded creature who had climbed upon caspian. a wise decision, to say the least. nameless never really tolerated being touched by anyone except family, it was the one way to set him off so quickly. he had convinced himself of touching burning, as to make sure he moved away as quick as possible. however, he had still kept an eye upon mimzey. first, he had to make sure she was secured upon caspian's back, and that casp was comfortable. of course, he wouldn't deny any girl. he followed more in the steps of azurin than nameless...

next had came a large doberman. near azurin's height, but nameless had still beat the both of them. in truth, being so large wasn't his favorite. it drew a lot of attention and his stoic features didn't really make him seem approachable. "i'm sure all help will be appreciated." came at his own answer, echoing the other mews of approval. after all, who would refuse? "it'd be best to add some more foliage too, eiva. feathers don't have much support to them, so we'll have to add some sticks for support. i'll make sure they're smooth for comfort." mentally, he was going through a checklist. moss, feathers, sticks, definitely some leaves and grass. he doubted that eiva would want any of them going after live creatures, so getting molted feathers and groomed fur might be hard to find.

"how is your bed, caspian? do you think you'll need anything?" if they were going to collect supplies for bedding, he might as well make sure caspian is accounted for as well. eiva had clearly been stiff this morning, and if caspian grew stiff, training would become more difficult for him, nor could he use his full movements due to tired joints...

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