Welcome
I make this blog because Arkœrova is going to need a lot of interaction and I thought I could put that all in a blog.
Keep in mind that roleplaying or interacting here is not mandatory as you can do it on her biography or even on Skype (see the contact info a little more below).
About The Character
Biography is
>>here<<
As a parasite deer, Arkœrova's appearance can be influenced by others, obtaining features of them depending of their bond and their presence.
She cannot speak as for now.
More may come soon.
Contact
Email: KamayaTEF@outlook.
com
Skype: skymails888
Starter
As the birds started to chirp the morning melody, a dewdrop fell on the newborn's snout, waking her up while pulling her from the dreamland. She opened her complete black eyes and silently yawned before standing up and stretching out. She then looked around her. Nobody was around yet. Arkœrova laid back down and watched the birds flying above her. The sky was a little cloudy yet not really covered.
Would it be alright if I
Of course! Feel free to!
It was morning. Or at least
The little demon shakes the remnants of water from its patchy coat and goes slowly trudging off across the damp forest floor. He can't run anymore, the muscles and ligaments in his legs had given out long ago. At this rate he was lucky he could walk. A bird rushes over head and he tracks it anxiously, ripped ears pressed tightly against his head. It's a dove. A dove not a crow and he relaxes. Then, he sees the fawn all huddled up in front of him. Helmut whistles long and low, letting her know he was there before striding over.
Arkœrova jumped at first to
The newborm stood up and bowed carefully to the little one. She then tilted her head but eventually invited him to sit with her if they wanted. A silent invitation through gestures. For her, they seemed strange. Something about them seemed off. And yet it did not disturb her, completely relaxed by the sound of the Idol statue crying into the river nearby. They were not extemely close to it, but not too far from either. Anyone could join her, but could not expect her to fully trust them no matter their size and age however.
He notes the jump with a
Helmut blinks at her seemingly missing eyes but he quickly notes how the light is bouncing off of them and knows that she does have them. She has a demon's eyes, pitch dark, shiny black. The slight smirk is back, well hell, a baby demon! Or a parasite of some sort....technically demons were parasites. The bow is returned with a taunt head bob, his knees wouldn't be able to execute a bow. "Ey, what's up dark eyes? Ya lost? Long way from home for you I'mma betting." He questions them, voice almost singsongy and slightly taunting. Okay, yes it is petty, but he doesn't like the fact that she's bigger than him. At all. Or the fact that she may be a demon. But he does take her invitation to sit. "Ain't much for talking are ya Pinky?" Look who's calling the kettle black, Moot used to be the brightest shade of bubblegum when he was healthy.
The newborn thought they
"No on both counts huh?" He
The newborn looked back at
"Guess that's 'I'm still
"Alrighty then kid, hold on a sec." He tells her and then stands and begins digging a small hole in the forest floor. There's....a feeling, an odd flux of the air, the light around them seems to dim for a moment. That's when the bugs come. Fat grubs, maggots, creepy crawlies of all kinds fill the hole. The little demon plucks up one and swallows. "Here ya go Pinky. The grubs-" He points out the large, chubby white worms. "Should be soft enough for ya, they're pretty unbelievably gushy."
Arkœrova looked at the grubs
After a minute or two, she stood up again and made a quick head movement to the opposite direction and tilted her head towards the stranger. This was a question to know if they wanted to take a walk, go somewhere else or if they just wanted to keep sitting there. The little child wanted to move but if they wanted to stay here, she could still sit down for another while.
Damn the kid was hungry! He
And she's up and Adam again. It looks like she's...running away? No, she stopped and looked back at him. "Ya want me ta follow Pinky?" He inquires, slightly taunting. But the little demon heaves itself up anyways and saunters over before they can respond. Non-existent dirt is shaken out of his pelt and he rolls his shoulders. "SO, where ya going kiddo?"
Arkœrova wanted to go to the
She doesn't answer, then
Please, forgive me for the
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The little child noticed that they seemed to have some difficulties moving because of their size and even the noise they made was making her wondering about them. After a few feet, she stopped and stared a moment at them. She wondered if there was not a way to help them with their problem. Arkœrova thought for a minute before finding what she thought was a good solution. She did a quick head gesture to her back, maybe it would be easier for them if she was carrying them on her back. Then still staring at them, she waited for the stranger's answer.
(It's okay, real life comes
He shakes out his legs and scowls at her when she stops. "I'm fine! Keep it moving kid!" But she keeps staring at him in a way that looks suspicously like she's thinking. Oh boy, she better not be laughing at him on the inside! Or there'd be no more grubs for her! (Which was a lie, the little demon would still give her grubs or any other food he could find.) Helmut raises an eyebrow at the kid's gesture, refusing to figure out what it ment. If it ment what he thought it did....how damn insulting of her, he could walk sorta okayish. "What'cha doin' there kid? Got somewhat on yer back?" He asks.
(Sorry for the long absence,