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travelling the aether back to you
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posted on Mar 10, 2019 2:56:38 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]she's so awkward. Lapine thought herself to be a rather patient person, able to spend however long it took to get the things she wanted. But having stood here for a minimum of four hours, the girl was starting to fray a bit. Her legs went from stiff to sore to tingly to numb, her mouth was dry, she was vaguely hungry, and by the gods themselves she had to pee. So yes, she was starting to become just a tad bit impatient.
But her persistence ended up paying off when a rather tired looking human stood in front of her, kneeling down in order to get more on her level. His voice was firm, confident, and smooth. It was rather nice to listen to, Lapine decided as her ears turned to face the man- Galahad, apparently.
"O-Oh! Um, yes." She stuttered, fiddling a bit with her sign as she forced herself to look at him. Not in the eyes- she wasn't quite there yet, but right above them. It was much less intimidating than fully meeting his gaze. "I'm Lapine. It's n-nice to meet you." Her words were soft, quiet as she gave him a small, polite bow. "Th-thank you for t-taking me along." Standing straight once again, the girl folded her sign into a small square and tucked it in one of the multitude of pockets within her pants.
Her ears twisted, flitting from noise to noise from within the lobby. It was loud, that was for sure, and she was starting to get a headache from it all. [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 79px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); -webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #1A1A1A; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #1A1A1A; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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SUPPORTER
travelling the aether back to you
played by
bumble
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posted on Mar 10, 2019 2:32:59 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]what a lovely night The life that Lapine could remember, from before she was freed and taken from her cage, was one where any and all touches brought nothing but pain and misery. She still had flashbacks, vivid hallucinations that overcame her every sense of the trainers and their sadistic grins when, whenever anyone laid a hand on her. Where she couldn't help but freeze at the barest instance of someone bumping into her on the street, patting her back when she choked on a piece of food, even just people staring at her fur. It always felt like her blood froze into slush, her heartbeat roaring in her ears like a war drum echoing songs of disasters to come.
So when Cassius put his large, calloused hand atop Lapine's head and she simply relaxed into his touch, it really spoke volumes about how much she trusted him. Because there was a battle raging on in Lapine's mind, her fear of being touched verses her horrifically touch-starved desire for physical affection. And with most people, the nauseating anxiety won out. But with Cassius?
She couldn't help but let out a small sigh, completely content and at ease as his fingers ever so gently ran through her fur. The ever-present tension within her body escaping with the breath as she closed her eyes and leaned against his side. And when he nudged her, when he spoke, when she opened her eyes and looked up-
Honeyed eyes were awash with the glittering lights in the sky. Entire galaxies pooling in the soft brown depths, reflected back on the deep purples and blues so dark that the sky looked black. An endless expanse of twinkling dots, countless and truly infinite, as they were frozen in swirls and dips and clusters. The air was stolen from Lapine's lungs as she gazed upon the brilliance of the night sky, nose burning and tears pooling as she was hit with the sheer beauty of it all.
She felt nearly overwhelmed by the sight, swallowing helplessly as she felt like she would simply float away into the vast expanse above. But the hand on her head grounded her, reminding her that she wasn't alone, and she held onto that like a lifeline.
"What are they?" She murmured, her voice the barest of whispers as if any words from her lips would shatter the moment. Lapine leaned a bit more heavily into Cassius, practically in his lap, but her head never moved as it continued to strain upwards.
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SUPPORTER
travelling the aether back to you
played by
bumble
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posted on Mar 7, 2019 10:00:41 GMT by LAPINE
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edited on Mar 7, 2019 10:03:46 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] Lapine simply nodded at Cassius's explanation, trusting him enough at this point not to question anything he said. Typically speaking, blindly taking someone for their word was a rather dangerous thing to do. But Lapine was certain that Cassius was a good person, her favorite, if she was being honest. She was certain that he wouldn't take advantage of that. After all, he didn't feel like the monsters who had kept her in the cages. He had freed her, and that meant the world to the girl.
Knelling in front of the basket, there was a small hum that bubbled from Lapine's chest. A strangely nostalgic tune, bringing a wistful smile to her face, as she took the food out.
"On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose," She started to sing the words she didn't quite understand, but somehow knew from the bottom of her heart. "Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses." It was a slow song, her quiet singing drifting through the clearing as she carefully set the picnic. Her absentminded humming continuing, lyrics of a foreign tongue murmured under her breath as the plates were placed. The sandwiches served. The drinks poured.
Sitting next to Cassius, close enough to lean against him if she so wished, Lapine brought her little cup of orange juice to her lips. "I'm..." She paused for a second, thinking as she sipped her juice. After all, there was so much that she could say. So much she wanted- no, needed to say, but just couldn't formulate the words. How was she feeling. That was a complicated question.
"I'm good." She settled with, her voice peaceful as her thumbs rubbed circles on the small plastic cup in her grasp. How could she not be? She was in paradise now, compared to the hell of the caverns. The cages. A smile pulled at her lips as she stared into her drink, eyes half lidded as the familiar-yet-foreign song played in her head. Glancing at Cassius, her eyes warmed and softened before turning back to her juice. Her smile grew, Lapine nibbling her lip to stop herself from outright grinning.
"Th... Thank you for t-taking me here." Sitting here with Cassius, the soft blanket under her stretched legs, the cool juice in her hands and the tasty sandwich at her side, the singing of birds and the bubbling of a stream, Lapine couldn't help but feel at ease.
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SUPPORTER
travelling the aether back to you
played by
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posted on Mar 7, 2019 3:05:45 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back Lapine doesn't think she'll ever get tired of watching the sunset, eyes glued to the sky as she walked alongside Cassius. Brilliant reds and purples and oranges pooling in honey brown. She was told that clouds were made of water, but couldn't help but have that childish thought of 'no, they're made of cottonballs' as the bright pinks dotted the horizon. The sun was dipping lower, the colors going darker, but the Bunnie couldn't find it within herself to care all that much.
Though... it was getting rather late. Lapine thought it was definitely strange that Cassius was letting her be out this late at all, considering that he said she was "still recovering". The girl had a difficult time believing that since she had felt better within these past few weeks than she had throughout the years of being trapped in that cage, but she simply obeyed whenever she was told without complaint.
Cassius's answer- or rather his lack of one- made Lapine's curiosity pique. Just wait and see, he said. She knew that it was supposed to be a surprise, and at first she thought it had something to do with how they were going on a... a picnic? That's what Cassius had called it, at least. But since he had told her at least that much, then obviously the picnic wasn't the surprise. So then what was it?
Mind wandering with whatever could possibly be the surprise Cassius was planning, Lapine almost found herself colliding with the man when he stopped. Catching herself in time, the girl sniffed the air as she skittered around him, ears perked up as she inspected the area.
It was beautiful, that was for certain. They stood atop a hill, the breeze gently teasing her thick fur, the warmth of the wind melting her stress away. The smells of flowers that was thick in the air, the light bubbling of a stream at the base. They had an unimpaired view of the sky, with the darkening gorgeous colors, and Lapine couldn't help but be pleased at the chosen spot.
"It's pretty..." she murmured, quiet voice warm and soft as her toes dug into the silken grass beneath. Ears tilted towards Cassius as he spoke, glancing down to the bundle in her arms before she looked across the hilltop for a prime location. Going around certain areas and patting the ground with her feat to ensure maximum firm flatness, Lapine happily- if extremely clumsily- spread the blanket the best she could.
"How d-did you find this place?" [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 79px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); -webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #1A1A1A; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #1A1A1A; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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SUPPORTER
travelling the aether back to you
played by
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posted on Mar 7, 2019 0:33:40 GMT by LAPINE
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edited on Mar 7, 2019 0:34:11 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]i wasn't joking when I said Lapine h a t e s being touched. Over the several months that Lapine has been freed, she has come to understand various subjects and ideas that were previously unavailable to her during her enslavement. The subject of pacifism, something she never realized she was until Cassius had given her the definition. Various methods of crafting healing potions and salves. Consent, something that she was obsessed with now that she was finally given a choice to say 'no' or 'yes'. And also concept of stereotypes.
Stealing a glance at the absolutely massive Manakete before her, one would have assumed him to be something of a brute. A scary, possibly violent muscle head with no inkling of subtlety or thought, and the mere idea of an inside voice laughable at best. And yet here he was, his words gentle and soft as he regarded the Bunnie before him, with an expression almost as timid as she felt. In a way, he reminded her of Cassius. Big and intimidating, but kind. Very kind.
Lapine struggled to keep her eyes on him, forcing herself to ignore the instinct of 'if I look I'll be punished', and gave the man- Seersha- a shy, hesitant, honest smile. "Thank you." she murmured quietly, resting her cheek on the confusing, plush mess that was her stuffed creature. Her honey eyes shone with pride as her stubby fingers tangled themselves within the thick white-pink fur. "I m-made her m-"
The girl blinked as two small creatures whacked into Seersha's face, her small smile melting into a tiny frown as the fairies peeled off of him and flopped onto the floor below. They were rather dramatic, Lapine couldn't help but think.
And then one of them was in her face, just a few inches away from her eye. Letting out a startled squeak, Lapine jerked back, ears pinned low to her head. Her panic was made even worse when she felt the fairy crawling within her hair, fur bristling as she shuddered, squeezing her eyes shut in order to prevent a total breakdown.
There was that other stereotype that Lapine had discovered not long after she was freed. That all Hume Bunnies liked to be pet. That they loved their ears touched. Lapine herself wasn't one to dwell on negative emotions for too long, feeling uncomfortable with anger or sadness or fear, but she found it within herself to hate that one. For the vast majority of her life, Lapine had never gotten a choice when it came to her own body. Who could touch it. Whether or not she liked it. Whether or not she wanted it. If anything, her begging for it to stop only made the trainers more excited. More vicious.
So no. She didn't like being touched now that she had a choice. Especially when they didn't ask first.
The words of Metis made her heart squeeze, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes as she felt the tiny fairy's hands buried in her ear's sensitive fur. She didn't care if they were a part of the familia or not, if they were friendly or not. The fairy- Aina, apparently- didn't ask Lapine for her permission.
Quickly flicking her ear, jerking her head back and forth to hopefully dislodge the creature from her head, Lapine pulled her ears down to shield them from any more unwanted attention. "P-Please don't do that." she squeaked, sniffling and shifting closer to Seersha and away from Aina. "I d-don't like being... being petted." Gods. Even the word felt slimy in her mind, derogatory and demeaning. She hated it.
Lapine squirmed a bit more towards the large Manakete, unconsciously trying to shield herself with his larger form. "I... I've b-been here for a f-few months, since Cassius found me." She said with a quiet voice, adjusting her helmet so that her ears were hidden underneath it instead of sticking through the holes. Exceedingly uncomfortable, but she didn't want to take any more risks.
"I l-like it here... I have a b-bed and there's t-tasty food and Cassius and it's pr-retty and-" Catching herself mid-ramble, Lapine blushed once again as she clutched Cerise closer to her chest. "I m-mean... I guess if S-Seersha is g-going...?" Honeyed eyes flickered to his large form beside her before quickly moving on to the Goddess, gaze filled with a hesitant uncertainty.
"As l-long as they don't t-try to p-pet me again..." [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 79px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); -webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #1A1A1A; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #1A1A1A; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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SUPPORTER
travelling the aether back to you
played by
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posted on Mar 4, 2019 23:46:33 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]sorry for the wait! The world outside of her cage was truly an overwhelming place. The bright colors of the sky and intense light made her eyes ache. The rich flavors of the soups she was fed made her stomach twist. The smells and sounds of the city and the people overwhelmed her senses.
And she loved it.
It felt too good to be true, if Lapine was being completely honest. Sleeping in a bed- an actual BED!- felt like a dream. It was something she could have never even imagined just mere weeks ago. Going from a slave trapped in the caverns of an underground arena to this. To... to free. Even now just thinking about it brought tears to her eyes, sniffling a bit as she held the blanket more firmly within her grasp.
Honeyed eyes glanced up at the man walking in front of her, Cassius. Her savior, teacher, and oh so much more. The girl could remember the feeling of his arms around her as he lifted her from the broken cage, his gentle voice as he soothed her hysterics. Cassius was a kind man, Lapine had come to realize over the weeks. Quiet, but not silent. Stoic, but not cruel. He never yelled when she did something wrong. Never hit her when she accidentally caught his gaze. Always answered her questions, was patient enough to let her stumble through her words, and didn't mind it when she screamed in the night because he sometimes did it too.
Yes, he was a very kind man. Huffing a bit as she awkwardly picked up her speed a bit to catch up with him, she steeled her courage and snuck a glance at his face, the large basket in his arms. "Um..." She mumbled, eyes quickly locking with the ground before he caught her looking at him. "What- uh... where are we g-going ag-gain?" Lapine stuttered, ears pinning back with embarrassment as she buried the bottom half of her face within the large blanket in her arms.
They had left the city gates a decent while ago, walking down a well-worn path that was slowly steeping more and more upward as they continued. Eyes never staying on one place for very long, trying to see everything and anything around her, the Bunnie's ears perked up and rotated towards any sound that caught her attention. A bird chirping, squirrels fighting over an acorn, cicadas crying from their perches, the trickling of water somewhere in the distance.
It was a new place, that was for certain. She stole one more curious peak at Cassius, nose twitching as she waited for a response. [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 79px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); -webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #1A1A1A; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #1A1A1A; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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travelling the aether back to you
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posted on Mar 4, 2019 8:53:40 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]oh god she's so embarrassed There were images rushing through Lapine's glazed eyes. Of the cages and their rusted metal. Of the trainers and their sickening grins. Of a foggy silhouette, familiar and yet oh so far away. The screams of her fellow slaves as they were abandoned in the caverns, as they were thrown back into their cells after a fight, as they were first brought in before they were broken. The sobs of those who were kept for a more primal enjoyment, like she was. Of the bitter sludge that burned as she ate it, bringing tears to her eyes and singed her tongue.
Right now, she was not curled on the floor of the Metis house. She was curled on the floor of her cage. Stomach hollowed and mind slow as her body slowly ate itself in a desperate attempt to stay alive. Her tongue was dry, cracked in its need for water, her eyes unblinking in both the hallucination and in reality.
'lapi...'
What? Wait, who was Lapi? Lapine? That wasn't her name. She was-
'It's okay, Lapi.'
The scene bled away as the girl found herself sat up suddenly, sitting before the white-haired goddess. Blearily she watched the paper fold itself within her open palm, muscles relaxing and her mind quieting. "Ah.." Lapine murmured as the rabbit hopped away, gaze blankly following the construct.
Then there was a man, large and horned, sitting across from her. He held his tail, and she stared as he messed with one of the spikes adorning the long appendage. He was speaking, and she could hear the words, but her mind was too slow to fully process them at the moment. It was still trying to catch up with reality, to block the nightmares of her thoughts.
Suddenly, the man large man started to hum. He had a deep voice, baritone and smooth, and Lapine couldn't keep her eyelids from drooping as the rhythm soothed her frayed psyche. Her ears tilted forward, as if to move closer to the sound, and the tension left within her body melted away. He reminded her of a woman long ago, warm and tender as she sung to her, and the wave of pleasant nostalgia caused the fur on her arms to puff.
Her ears spiked straight up quite abruptly, a little embarrassed gasp escaping Lapine as she squished her stuffed white-pink creature against her chest. "Oh! Uh-" The man's previous words finally managed to process in her mind as Lapine realized that she had completely ignored him by accident. "N-no! It's okay, I promise!" Her words were rushed as she shook her head, a blush visible through the thick fur of her cheeks.
"I- uh- I get st-tartled easy, so it's n-not your fault! I p-promise!" Oh boy, she was starting to panic again. Taking deep, even breaths like Cassius had taught her, Lapine tried her hardest to calm down once again. Glancing up to the man, the girl met his eyes for a split second before looking away instantly, flinching ever so slightly. Tugging down on one of her ears, she scratched at it with her stubby fingers.
"Um... I'm, uh... I'm Lapine." She glanced towards him once more, nibbling on her lip as she looked away yet again. "I. Uh. I-" Lapine squeezed her eyes shut, seeming to struggle to come up with words, before her honeyed eyes burst open. "I really really like your voice!!" The Bunnie blurted out. A second passed before she realized what she said, gasping once more as she covered her face with her hands, the tips of her ears heating up with her embarrassment.
"Oh, I... Uh... Um... I mean." Lapine sighed, ears drooping with a sort of self-defeat as she looked to the floor, clutching her Cerise once more. "It's nice to meet you."
Her eyes flicked towards the Goddess, her blush deepening even further before she completely buried her face in the plush fur of her stuffed toy. Oh. Geeze. She really made a fool of herself this time, huh? [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 79px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); -webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #1A1A1A; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #1A1A1A; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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travelling the aether back to you
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posted on Mar 2, 2019 23:23:14 GMT by LAPINE
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edited on Mar 2, 2019 23:25:38 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]bun has been spooked There was always a constant thought in the back of Lapine's mind, wriggling with fear and nerves as it whispered to her that her life right now as just a dream. That none of this was real, just a figment of her imagination, and that she was still trapped within the steel bars of her cage. That this was all too good to be true, so it couldn't possibly exist. Not with her. And at times like these, with the girl walking down the peaceful, seemingly infinite hallways of the Metis Familia House, Lapine was tempted to agree with that little voice.
But being here, with the birds made of paper chirping and the sparkling waters of the reverse waterfalls, with the trees that swayed in the breeze and the stone centaurs who never failed to smile as she passed, it was difficult for Lapine to actually believe that this was all simply a hallucination. No, she could never come up with something this vast. This complex. This spontaneous and wild and so utterly free.
A small smile played on the girls lips as she hugged her Cerise closer to her chest, thoughts of those she had met filling her head. Of Koko, the woman who always greeted her with open arms, eager to teach Lapine whatever she could. Of Cassius, the man who both freed her from the cages and from her own mind, who had shown her that the world wasn't just fear and desperation and suffering. It was warm, and that was something that Lapine had never really known before.
As the glow of that peaceful joy spread through her body, her heart feeling lighter than ever, Lapine's ears twitched. Tilting her head, the fluffy appendages on end and twisting towards the source, she came to the belated realization that she had been walking towards the noise without even realizing it. Her honeyed eyes softened as her breathing relaxed even further, the memorizing notes of a flute calling to her in a way that left Lapine nearly breathless.
And there, sitting on the grand fountain, was Metis. The Goddess's white hair sending a pang of pure longing through Lapine's very soul, but the songs of the flute and birds soothed her aching heart. Sitting down, back resting against the wall, the girl closed her eyes and sighed. All of the remaining tension within her body eased with the breath, ears drooping as she lost herself to the gentle tunes. As her stubby fingers tangled themselves in the plush fur of her stuffed toy, Lapine couldn't think of any other place she would rather be.
A sudden bang of something hitting a table, followed by a thundering crash, and a book slammed against her head. Lapine's heart stuttered and froze as her mind was thrown back to the cavern, the cold steel against her wrists and throat and the smell- oh gods the smells and the feeling of hands-
She gasped, a choked, gnarled excuse for a breath as she attempted to scramble backwards, whimpering as her hands slipped on the smooth floor sending her sprawling on the ground. Ears pinned back against her head, Lapine held the spot where the book cracked against her skull, curling up in a ball as panic raced through her veins.
No stop don't think it's not real you're not there you're fine but she wasn't. [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 79px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); -webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #1A1A1A; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #1A1A1A; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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SUPPORTER
travelling the aether back to you
played by
bumble
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posted on Mar 2, 2019 7:30:48 GMT by LAPINE
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edited on Mar 4, 2019 22:58:52 GMT by LAPINE
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[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","puppycat"]@open [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]a healer for hire The city of Orario was a large place, filled with humans and creatures that were constantly in motion. Walking. Running. Skipping. Pacing. Sprinting. Singing. Screaming. Laughing. Yelling. Always on the move, seemingly never a still or quiet moment in sight. And while Lapine certainly appreciated that distinctive lack of silence, the sheer mass of people always managed to deftly unnerve the girl. It had taken several weeks for Cassius to finally manage getting Lapine to walk through the Market Place without having a panic attack. And here, at the lobby to the Dungeons themselves, where the crowds were even worse than that?
It had taken him months.
Yet here she was, standing at the side of the room where the bodies were less compact, where the chances of being shoved into or accidentally touched were considerably lowered. Oh, how the Bunnie desperately wanted to melt into the wall itself, to disappear from the dozens of eyes and return to her safe haven in the woods. While it was true that she was rather fearful of absolute quiet, the sheer volume of everyone trying to shout over everyone else was making her poor head throb.
The urge to let out a whine and tug down on her ears to lessen the noise was great, but she willed herself not to. Somehow. After all, Lapine didn't want to appear weak. She was hoping to get chosen by an adventurer! No one in their right mind would possibly pick a tiny rabbit girl who was hiding from the crowd. What use would a coward like that be in the Dungeons anyway? So there she stood, trying her best to keep her chin up and fur puffed with confidence.
It wasn't working out too well, but she was still trying.
But after the seconds ticked on, the minutes trudged by, the hours dragged past, Lapine was slowly losing hope of getting to go down with someone. It definitely would have been better to go with Cassius... But Lapine didn't want to solely rely on him for everything anymore. Even though it was scary- more like terrifying if she was being totally honest- the girl wanted to reach out and grow on her own. Cassius has done so much for her, so she needs to get stronger- better- in order to do so much more for him.
Stubby fingers absently picking at the little paper in her hands, honey eyes glanced at the writing haphazardly scrawled on the sheet. 'Healer Support' was written in exceedingly sloppy writing, the letters barely legible in the first place. Nose twitching, Lapine frowned. Maybe she should have gotten someone more experienced with writing to make the sign for her. Letting out a sigh, ears drooping back ever so slightly, the girl decided to wait for just another ten minutes. If no one came up to her within ten minutes, she was gone. Out of here. Back to the safety and warmth of the Metis House.
Only ten more minutes.
Exactly what she said ten minutes ago. And the ten minutes before that. And the ten minutes before that.
Only ten more minutes. [newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 79px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); -webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/60VHOav.png'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #1A1A1A; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #1A1A1A; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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travelling the aether back to you
played by
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posted on Mar 2, 2019 4:41:30 GMT by LAPINE
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edited on Mar 2, 2019 4:44:47 GMT by LAPINE
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MONSTER NAME: Vulpeony MONSTER DROPS: Blessed Flowers - A common drop of the Vulpeony, the flowers that grow from its grassy pelt are renowned for their healing properties, able to cure the most deadly poisons and venoms within moments of ingestion. However, they only last for one single day, for the flowers wilt and die rapidly after being plucked. They are able to be made into potions, though they are difficult to make and only end up half as effective as it is in flower form. The Blessed Flowers are able to be harvested without killing the Vulpeony, however it is much more difficult for them to agree to give their blossoms up, and the harvests are much smaller than when the vulpine-monsters are killed. Cursed Manchineel - The rare drop of the Vulpeony. Occasionally when they die, the exceedingly toxic spines of the Vulpeony will shed, leaving behind a dose of poison enough to do some substantial harm. One must handle the thorny branches with the utmost care, or else they shall be poisoned as well. DESCRIPTION: The Vulpeony is an oddity among the monsters of the Dungeons. Seemingly intelligent, capable of healing, and- most strangely of all- pacifistic by nature. Looking at the Vulpeony themselves, one might believe that is because they are so filled with life that it would be a crime upon the universe itself to harm another. Lush leaves acting as a thick, fluffy coat with flowers and blossoms blooming on the surface. Thick vines and trailing mosses that hang and bend and dangle freely. Elegant antlers that stretch from the head, its body seemingly made from wood and bark. Where you find one, there is likely to be another, for they mate for life. It's a gorgeous creature, one that could represent life itself, but do not underestimate it or else it will be the last thing you do. For where there is life, there is also death. More than just nature, the Vulpeony is a near perfect representation for balance. While it typically refuses to harm another being without provocation, the instant it is attacked or faced with ill-will? The Vulpeony will not hesitate to defend itself and end the threat before it ends them. The flowers of the Vulpeony are known to heal and the leaves are harmless (a perfect seasoning for many dishes, actually), but the wood of is deadly to the touch. A potent poison coats the bark of the Vulpeony, the spines holding a thick venom ready to be injected the moment the jagged, large thorns pierce flesh. They are kind to those who deserve it, guiding the lost and occasionally providing aid and gifts to those they deem worthy, but are merciless to those who aren't. They have equal capacity for both good and evil. Peace and brutality. Life and death. It would be best to get on the Vulpeony's good side, if you know what's good for you. When in a fight, the Vulpeony are known for being fast and deadly. They are quick on their feet, and just a few pokes and scrapes of their fangs and spines is enough to down the average adventurer. If your attack is able to cut through the wood of a tree, then your attack will be more than effective on the Vulpeony. If not, then you will definitely have trouble. And even if you do, you'll have to be able to catch it first. The Vulpeony are known to resist blunt-force trauma and water/air based magic with relative ease, but are more vulnerable to slashing weapons (axes of any sort instinctively terrify them) and fire magics are their biggest weakness. The Vulpeony are able to heal incrementally during combat (think of Leftovers or Ingrain in Pokemon), so it is best to avoid battles of attrition and hit hard and fast. Fun Facts - The Vulpeony tend to travel in pairs. It is exceedingly rare to find a lone Vulpeony.
- The Vulpeony will never attack first. They are peaceful by nature.
- The only time that is not true is if there are kits nearby. You can tell if a Vulpeony is nursing/protecting a baby due to the leaves going from a lush green to reds and oranges (think spring vs fall)
- The Vulpeony's back reaches up to about waist height. They are similar in size to an Alaskan Malamute.
- The Vulpeony understand human speech, but are unable to speak back.
- Most Vulpeony really, really love to eat exotic fruits.
- For some reason, the Vulpeony are able to exist even in the darkest of caves, their plant-like coat seemingly unaffected by the lack of light.
- The leaves of the Vulpeony are perfectly safe to touch, and are surprisingly soft. On average, the Vulpeony like to be asked before they are pet.
NOTE I have no idea how to balance stuff properly. Sorry about that! ICON:
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