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Chasm || Storm Colony || Guard || Male || M: Makya Chasm spent a bit trying to sleep, but he tossed and turned, kicking his legs around and trying to cover his face. His mind raced constantly, never letting him catch a break. |
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Makya | Head Tracker for Storm Colony | Male | M: Chasm | Very bad roleplay piece from me <3 With a sigh, Makya rose to his feet. H trotted out and down to the patrol den- then hesitated. Taking a deep breath in, he entered the enterance of the den. "Chasm?" He called out sotly. |
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Chasm || Storm Colony || Guard || Male || M: Makya Chasm was immediately on his feet, guard instincts kicking in. After a moment of dazed unawareness, he recognized Makya's scent. "Yeah?" |
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Makya | Head Tracker for Storm Colony | Male | M: Chasm | Very bad roleplay piece from me <3 "Can I... Lay with you?" Makya asked, taking another step forward. He felt himself grow warm, but he ignored the feeling. | |
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Chasm || Storm Colony || Guard || Male || M: Makya Chasm laid back down, "Yeah." His ears and paws were burning at this point, but he ignored it. |
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Makya | Head Tracker for Storm Colony | Male | M: Chasm | Very bad roleplay piece from me <3 Makya took a few steps further, laying down and curling into Chasns side. "So..." He muttered, too nervous to continue. - I am craving steak rn | |
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Chasm || Storm Colony || Guard || Male || M: Makya Chasm lifted his ears and tensed his body, nervous for what Makya had to say. - Oh no don't make me hungry Aus! |
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Makya | Head Tracker for Storm Colony | Male | M: Chasm | Very bad roleplay piece from me <3 "Uhmm, can you..." Makya whispered "Tell me? I mean... about your feelings for me. Is it admiration, or... something else?". His tail twitched nervously and hsi pelt burned with embarassment. - But I can TASTE it. I love the steak seasonings my mother uses. Gasp, what about the rolls at texas road house... | | |
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Chasm || Storm Colony || Guard || Male || M: Makya He thought for a long moment, letting his slow breathing take up the silence. Finally, the fox responded. "You could say its something else." - Noo! Its 3:40 and I cant get food! |
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Makya | Head Tracker for Storm Colony | Male | M: Chasm | Very bad roleplay piece from me <3 "And... what do you,uh, mean by 'something else'?" Makya asked. He pressed his side further into Chasm, taking in his warmth. Drafty den. - Steak thoooooo eeeuuuuuhhhggg its 3:43 hereee This is soooo gayyy |
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Summer Month: 1 
Night 
Fog Moon: 
