Posts by PERCY K.S.

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    Percy approached, as she did with every othwr meeting thus far in her life. Wings risen above her height, shoulders pulled back and fur groomed. She would only retire the extra bits, being her wings, once she sat down beside her mother. They would fold by her side, her nose tapping her mother's arm in a silent greeting. She remained silent, of course, though watched Aleksei name off the several things on his agenda. It was routine, and for some it could become boring, but she truly adored these weekly gatherings. They put everyone on the same page, as some could be lagging while others could be a few steps ahead.

    hi again, throwing myself back in here to say that whit is a wonderful character, and you portray him beautiful. i am constantly jealous of those who can do the whole show-not-tell thing, which, honey, you 100% can. your writing of ur boy is so good and imaginative and i often see a lot of what youre saying, which is great!


    writing aside, whit is a real neato dude, and i would love to roleplay with you more so that i can learn more about him :)

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    Persephone could remember being that age like it was yesterday - and, truly, it could be called yesterday, as the child surely had relapses of her own. She hadn't had the urge to live out her childhood in ignorant happiness. She wanted to learn, to grow, to be one of the best. Well, she learned that heartbreak and death were inevitable, grew upwards, not outwards, and was definitely not one of the best. But, baby steps, she would tell herself. No one was born a king or queen of their land.


    Though, watching Monroe stare down the eight legged creature, she began to wonder if some could be born into royalty. They didn't live in a monarchy where the crown could be passed down, and she was sure that none of them would let that system pass if given the option. But still, the dragon child definitely held more power than her, and they were several months apart. It bothered her, her hard work being reduced to nothing by the beast stalking the arachnid.


    Unlike the two women, who held back and watched fondly as Monroe silently teased his prey, Percy sauntered over. She paused in a place where the spider wouldn't be bothered - privileged or not, no one's hunt should be ruined - and spoke quietly, "You should catch it now. They can be real fast if they wanna," she offered the advice, her intentions friendly despite her minor bout of spite.

    Persephone had played with snow before. Technically, aside from dried out moss balls and a few knickknacks here and there, it was the only thing she played with. Being born just as winter started meant that this was all she knew, all she was comfortable with. Her flowers sprouting did make her excited for the new seasons, yet anxious. Where would all the snow go? It melts, she knew that, but with how much they had, would it cause a flood?


    She shook her head of the negative thoughts, trotting over just as Olivia finished talking. Percy had to wait for someone to be her partner, of course, but she remained positive and excited, "Just a note to whoever gets me as a partner - I'm really good at building snowmen. I also have some insider information," she snickered, turning to her mom with a fat grin on her face. Her insider information was that she knew her mother's strength - or, at least, what the other allowed her to see. Of course she would be able to make a snowman to withstand the other's snowballs.

    yoooo dat shii is cute!!!! dont downplay ur art its really adorable and i love it!!! cutie


    id love for u to draw percy - shes a pale liger with salmon-orange stripes, white wings, and canines that are just past her chin rn ♡ im mobile so i cant grab a true reference, im sorry :^/

    glad that's sorted!


    i meant to respond to the housing thing on discord oofie

    anyhow i also think that's a neat idea! i'm sure the issue of keeping it organized can be ironed out as the kinks show up. plus if someone doesn't want to participate, they can just live outside of the camp, i assume?

    idk in the end i like it, it sounds like fun, and i'd love to have someone for percy to pester in the early hours of the day vuv

    Persephone watched as Monroe sauntered over, silent, though obviously joining. She didn't mind - the young dragon, thus far, hadn't been an outward issue. Otherwise she had an internal battle with the little ones, just because of the lineage they were born. She had tried to keep it to herself - jealousy wasn't becoming of a young lady - though she did screw up her nose as the more cross sibling of the bunch tried Perseus.


    She opened her mouth to try and end the bickering, and therefore end another bout of jealousy that these four still had one another. Even if some were soft while others were brash, they could still cuddle up to each other and enjoy one another's company. Her and Candela couldn't - her siblings were dead and missing, meanwhile Candela's were missing or running rogue throughout other Clans. The child looked towards the canine, pulling her lips closed while she decided to allow the siblings to bicker. The jealousy still coursed through her blood, however she figured that the odds were that at least one of these four wouldn't last. They should have all the time they can with one another.


    As Ophelia stepped in, the ligress offered a small, grateful nod. She hoped that they would be on their way thereafter, only for Percy no. 2 to make an attempt at defending himself as well. And, damn, for kids, they were a clever and feisty bunch. Persephone was still hung up on being called 'Miss Persephone,' it seemed the kid had manners and called everyone something formal, but it made her like her nickname stealer just a tag bit better. She decided then to step in, wings flaring out to try and catch the kids' attention.


    "We won't be going anywhere if you all keep bickering," she said, finally, as if the few months between their ages gave her the authority. At the question of Ophelia joining, Percy would nod her head, "Of course. Maelor can, too, if he can be nice for a hot minute," she snipped, wondering where her boundaries truly lied with these kids. She turned her gaze to Monroe, the silent one of the litter, and just gave him a nod. She wouldn't push him to speak, as she feared if he did, they would start going at one another again.


    "Alright, once everyone's ready, we can head out," she pushed herself to her paws, having taken a seat while the dragons spoke among themselves.

    Valentines day had her rushing around, setting up dates that she didn't even get to enjoy. She eventually got to settle down with a few creatures at Aleksei's home, idly talking and eating his supply of cookies. And shortly after that, she slept, pooped from the days events. It was the next day that she finally had time to make gifts for her obligatory valentines - her parents. She had told herself several times that love wasn't for her. She could fall for creatures like Candela, with their cute faces and the insecurities that she definitely wanted to help fix, but she knew it would distract her from her true purpose. So, she refrained, deciding that those who gave her life would be just fine.


    After several pieces of construction paper and a few broken crayons, Persephone decided that card making wasn't for her. She had tried to make her parents out of the paper, but without thumbs she couldn't really function scissors all too well. She had tried her small sabre teeth, only to tear the paper awkwardly and stab gaping holes where the eyes should be. The end result was... terrifying. Maybe she could give it to them for Halloween, instead, but it definitely looked like her attempt at a heart had Kady bleeding.


    Stumped, the child would leave her home and explore, helping out some creatures along the way while she cleared her mind and gathered new ideas. She didn't want to give up on her Valentines Day surprise to her parents, and would keep trying even if it took months. Thankfully, it wouldn't have to. She noticed an NPC handing out jewelry in the camp. Beautiful golden pieces with several gems laid in different spots. She bounced over, her jumps elevated by her wings giving her something of a boost, before scouring the table for ideas. The NPC caught her looking - it wasn't like he could miss her, as her nose was practically on the table, and struck up a conversation. Eventually, the NPC offered to have some custom made jewelry for her, though it would take a few days to find the materials. She made the deal, her fur ruffling in excitement.


    And here we are, five days since Valentines Day, and Percy finally had her gifts ready. She already adorned her own - a band that fit right at the band of her kinked tail. The band itself was golden - meant to match her father's color scheme, though she wasn't sure if it would be perfect. In the gold were three gems, two bigger around one smaller one. They were all garnet, a reddish brown color meant to match her mother's odd colored mane. She looked out for her parents, their gifts in a little basket. Her father was to receive a gold chain, the pendant had a single garnet stone. And her mother, a set of earrings, a garnet to each. She took a shot in the dark on what sort of jewelry her parents would appreciate, and hoped the heaven and hell that they would enjoy the unity between the three of them.


    "Mom? Dad? C'mon, I know you two are around here somewhere," she called out, strolling through the camp. It was usually how it worked, calling out someone's name and them suddenly appearing. It was one of the many things she enjoyed doing.


    Kady Keyper   Adonael S.

    aaaaaaaaaah!!


    pax has good ideas i appreciate them

    but yeah that works out! considering that percy would have to start cleaning, though, i can go ahead and make the thread (and make it open ofc) so dont you worry <3

    "Jeez," Persephone approached, ears pinned back. She had seen the limping child first, though as a child herself she didn't have the urge to coddle the baby. Instead, she wanted to know who had done the damage. Not necessarily to scold, though her position may say that she needed to. Plus, at the sight of the creature who was at fault for the first's injuries, she would feel conflicted. She wanted to scold him just because he was born into a theoretically higher position than her own, but also wanted to try and befriend him and his siblings. It was hard, trying to be the best. It really was.


    Nonetheless, the girl looked over Maelor's injuries. Her knowledge on healing was very limited, and she had stupidly turned down the opportunity to learn about it, "Do you want me to get one of the medics? Or do you want your fight club to be secret?" she asked, trying on a small smile. The line she wanted to walk between friend and better-than-you was thin, and she was unsure if she was walking it at all.

    The young ligress had noticed the small boom in activity, which meant a lack of houses to live in. Plenty decided to live outside of camp and potentially commute every day, which was fine, however as a Paladin, she wanted to help. And as a child, she didn't know how to. Eventually, she decided that, maybe, cleaning up the rubbish around the camp, including cobwebs and rotting prey, would help with the space issue. Maybe creatures could make new houses in cleared out lots, who knows?


    She began almost as soon as the idea popped into her head. She weaved around people, snagging anything that didn't belong and tossing it into a wagon that she had found not too long ago. Percy wanted to try and do this alone, but frankly, the camp was too large for one ligress, especially one like her, buzzing from spot to spot, clearing out spiderwebs here then getting sidetracked with some funky smelling food not too far away. Within the first hour, she saw the error in her idea, and sat down for a moment. Getting help wouldn't hurt, plus it could elevate whomever decided to help her. She looked around camp for a few moments, trying to find creatures that she knew, as that would definitely make this whole thing a lot more fun as well.


    MONROE.

    If Monroe was to voice that Persephone was his least favorite Percy, well... the child wouldn't react well. She was the first one, as silly as this whole nickname thief situation was, and it didn't matter if he and his brother hatched together. It was rightfully her spot and - well. This was all hypothetical anyways. At his words, Percy's smile would flatten into a thin line. She took a step backwards, eyes turned to her mother and Olivia. In this position, she looked much like a deflated child, asking for friendship and being so bluntly denied it. She hadn't been, so the curt interaction didn't really hurt at all. He was just focusing - yeah - and didn't want to be bothered. Rightfully so.


    She leaned backwards as he lunged forwards, holding in her comments of his stance and attack, she watched him hatch the arachnid. She prepared to congratulate him, instead his eyes lifted to her. She depicted the emotion quickly - distaste. She flared out her wings a bit, ears turning back, "Oh, did you want it alive? Maybe... uh... don't use your claws?" she looked down to his palms, trying to grasp if he could retract them like she could with hers, "Don't worry, anyways. I heard spiders make millions of babies. Once it gets warmer, you can have your bug army in minutes!" she tried to be positive, to try and lift the child's mood.

    hi i will be drawing canoris and adam tonight, i tried to do it traditionally but it seems my camera doesnt want to orient the picture right, so ill have to fiddle with my tablet a bit

    pls bear with me ;-;