Well Mori is around once in every two months. c: Also sorry, didn't see Cuz. Not sure if Kal would have came to him even if seen. |D Glad he is with us now though.
Then how about you stop spreading your lies, hm? |8
It was perfect the way you gave it to me, but usually when I receive a code, I cannot help but to start playing with it, and things happen. ;_;
because it was drawn at 5am, and it doesn't really look how I imagine Kal looks. AHaha. short, chubby legs, short body and neck, not good at all. Everything should be longer and thinner and bleh orz. No more drawing when tired as hell I suppose.
He'd heard of him, yes, Asriel has. His curiosity had come to a boil, and for some reason the stag was intent on finding the one his mother had met a while back. Kalma. That was it; his name. Other than that, Asriel wasn't entirely sure what else to go by. Other than the fact that the place Nadezdha had met him, or had sat with him, was around the crying idol.
To him, the crying idol was a bit noisy. He couldn't sleep near it all that well, yet he could sleep with it raining. Not that there had been much of that either, but still. In a way, it didn't make sense, but at the same time it did. Or so he thought as the golden stag traversed the side of the stream that flowed from it. Eyes peered, ears perked for any signs of movement.
Because if there just so happened to be a fox on the way, maybe he'd grab himself a quick snack.
There he was, lazing by the tree he once referred as 'home'. Such a silly thing, really. He had a home already, albeit in quite a different world than this. But the spot held so much memories, it was almost impossible to remember them all. Good memories. Bad memories. Memories of love and separation, peace and hate. A sigh. It was time for him to part with this old tree, for reasons that would stay unrevealed.
The dark buck was lifting up already, but in the middle of the process his sharp, crimson eyes caught a movement behind the idol. Immediately the eyes narrowed and a cautious emotion took over his facial features which would stay hidden under his crafted, bony mask. It surely took him a while to actually recognize the creature that was roaming behind the massive, crying stone, but eventually he got it. This was the one that had checked over Nadezdha once. Surely nothing to be cautious over, eh?
Slowly the lean male would straighten himself up from the wary pose he had been staying, keeping his stare on the stag. His trare was so intense, so reaching, that if the stag hadn't noticed him already, it would be inevitable soon, as such silent power his gaze possessed.
Coming around the idol, Asriel's eyes locked onto the one before him, and came to a slow stop. A simple extra-step taken before straightening up. He did a quick look over the other. I thought he would be...redder. He quirked his head to the side a bit, questionable. What if he got the wrong guy? He'd probably feel like an idiot, but...
He opened his mouth slightly despite it not being needed for words. "Kalma?"
The question itself was given in a tone that gave forth the impression that the stag was uncertain, but hopeful. If he were human, he'd probably give the other a weird, scrutinizing look before pointing an upturned finger at the male, but seeing as how he had no fingers and was big enough to carry a human or two, there would be no such thing happening.
As the stag took the extra-step forward, the buck took a similar one - away from the approaching one.
The crimson eyes squinted slightly while inspecting the intruder, and his nostrils tried to pick up the golden one's scent before anything, but was interrupted and smacked onto the head with his own name. That how it felt like, nonetheless. Eyes squinting a bit more, a frown took over. Why would a stranger know his name? Then he remembered the encounter with Nad and him again, realizing. That damned doe. Giving out others names like that..
The buck lifted his head high, not minding the slight size difference and moved his lips with the words just slightly. "Among other names.. Yes."
The tone he used was plain, quiet, nothing compared to the intense gaze of his, but there was something cold in his voice, wrapped around the round accent that was always present when he spoke.
"Do I have the privilege to know who is addressing me with my name before the introducing has taken it's place, hmm..?"
My page.
I can't remember If I was
♥
bunny llama is best llama
Bunny llamas tend to love
aahhvroom.
Everything is so sexy here
I like this new CSS.
Pretty work.
Thanks, Kohva made an awesome
pretty new layout
Uh well, is Jua that big deer
yep, lsot the antler stuff so
great Kohva's work here
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finally not bunny Kally and alone, prr
Yees, Koh is a master. also
also what are you talking about, he is alone almost 24/7 |8
nope:| yesterday or what day
Well Mori is around once in
Tuoho wrote:Yees, Koh is a
Lying makes kittens cry, you know. 8<
Loving your finishing touches in this code, btw.
Then how about you stop
It was perfect the way you gave it to me, but usually when I receive a code, I cannot help but to start playing with it, and things happen. ;_;
secret track
Thank you!
You didn't see me....shhhhh.
I see you right now. -stares-
So loving the new art. n.n
Pff well, it's so going to be
Whaaat? Why? >:I
because it was drawn at 5am,
/hugs the chubby Kal :'C
Ah well, I still like what
That'll remain as a secret (8
Put that art of Kalma back,
Sorry, no can do rofl. It
Pr, I liked that one
obeys Spider, Tuo :|
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Oooh, love the new art. c8
Thank you love ♥ ;u;
you knew this was coming.
you knew this was coming.
/snooorrts perfection |D
perfection |D
Sammy. oTL Just... get out.
ohhh track attack
Thanks. |D Though this bio
sorry if it was annoying ;_;
Of course it was not!
Such a fancy dove he was.
And Vi needs some birth
He'd heard of him, yes,
To him, the crying idol was a bit noisy. He couldn't sleep near it all that well, yet he could sleep with it raining. Not that there had been much of that either, but still. In a way, it didn't make sense, but at the same time it did. Or so he thought as the golden stag traversed the side of the stream that flowed from it. Eyes peered, ears perked for any signs of movement.
Because if there just so happened to be a fox on the way, maybe he'd grab himself a quick snack.
There he was, lazing by the
The dark buck was lifting up already, but in the middle of the process his sharp, crimson eyes caught a movement behind the idol. Immediately the eyes narrowed and a cautious emotion took over his facial features which would stay hidden under his crafted, bony mask. It surely took him a while to actually recognize the creature that was roaming behind the massive, crying stone, but eventually he got it. This was the one that had checked over Nadezdha once. Surely nothing to be cautious over, eh?
Slowly the lean male would straighten himself up from the wary pose he had been staying, keeping his stare on the stag. His trare was so intense, so reaching, that if the stag hadn't noticed him already, it would be inevitable soon, as such silent power his gaze possessed.
Coming around the idol,
He opened his mouth slightly despite it not being needed for words. "Kalma?"
The question itself was given in a tone that gave forth the impression that the stag was uncertain, but hopeful. If he were human, he'd probably give the other a weird, scrutinizing look before pointing an upturned finger at the male, but seeing as how he had no fingers and was big enough to carry a human or two, there would be no such thing happening.
As the stag took the
The crimson eyes squinted slightly while inspecting the intruder, and his nostrils tried to pick up the golden one's scent before anything, but was interrupted and smacked onto the head with his own name. That how it felt like, nonetheless. Eyes squinting a bit more, a frown took over. Why would a stranger know his name? Then he remembered the encounter with Nad and him again, realizing. That damned doe. Giving out others names like that..
The buck lifted his head high, not minding the slight size difference and moved his lips with the words just slightly. "Among other names.. Yes."
The tone he used was plain, quiet, nothing compared to the intense gaze of his, but there was something cold in his voice, wrapped around the round accent that was always present when he spoke.
"Do I have the privilege to know who is addressing me with my name before the introducing has taken it's place, hmm..?"
Guess what