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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Bust? [REPRINT]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette February Issue


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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

2/8/24 | TDM #4 - AURORA BOREALIS BLITZ BUST? Content Warnings: "Further Details" section has independent CW labels.
Forecast: SEVERE BLIZZARD WARNING

REBUILDING HELP REQUESTED

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

A photo taken of the damage.

ACROSS PUMPKIN HOLLOW - City government is requesting aid with repairs to public buildings and local fixtures after the recent earthquakes on Tuesday, January 8th. While there was minimal damage to Town Hall itself, several important buildings sustained damage, including the Magpie National Bank, the South Train Station and the Clock Tower, which is now stuck with hands at 8pm.

Regarding the cause of the earthquake, local biologist Dr. Elias Coldwood was heard to say “There's never been seismic activity here.” And he’s a scientist, so he would know! But clearly this is no longer the case. Perhaps Pumpkin Hollow has a mysterious tiny civilization underground worshiping a destroyer god, planning to attack through the bowling alley, the moment we create a bowling alley. Perhaps not. More on this story as it unfolds, faithful readers.

In the meantime, volunteers to help with the damage to city buildings are invited to meet with Mayor Hellen Poe for assignments.

AURORA TURNS VIOLENT - MYSTERIOUS BLIZZARD INTERRUPTS CHAOS

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

An artist's rendition of last year's view.

ABOVE MARROW ISLE - Despite our earlier report, it turns out that this year's annual aurora borealis season did not turn out to be a pleasant or romantic viewing experience. Instead, starry monsters based off of classic constellations have been attacking the town each time the aurora is in the sky! However, due to some extreme blizzards that have been occurring most nights each month since late January, the aurora has been interrupted more nights than not and the monsters intercepted. Still, the Pumpkin Hollow Safety Board would like to remind everyone to take appropriate precautions during inclement weather, and to tread carefully on clear nights as monsters may still be attacking until late February!

HOROSCOPES

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

What do the stars say about you today?

Capricorn: Do you feel as if you’ve lost something? If not, it’s wise to double-check. Perhaps it’s not something like a button or a key, but your sense of wonder or your self-confidence. Remember, things tend to be in the last place you look.

Aquarius: Something about the year ending made you feel lighter, like taking off a heavy wool coat. Ride this burst of energy as far as it will take you, because the shiny of a fresh beginning tends to wear off quickly.

Pisces: Don’t worry, I don’t believe what everyone says behind your back. You’re not too sensitive or too naive. They’re just jealous. Really, most of the time when they’re whispering, it’s not even about you.

Aries: You’re the sort of warm individual that babies and animals are drawn to. Unfortunately, this may include hungry wolves and swarms of insects. But don’t let that bring you down! We need that sort of personality around here.

Taurus: There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be the best, until you work to stop others from also being the best. That’s called cheating and may lead to you being disqualified from competitions. If you get caught, that is.

Gemini: You know those riddles about the two guards, one who always tells the truth and one who always lies? Well, everyone hates those riddles with a passion. You’ll see for yourself, soon.

Cancer: Wouldn’t you like to know?

Leo: Your incandescent personality often makes you the center of attention. However, that’s not the only thing about you that glows. Moths may flock to you in the dark this week, and so might children afraid to sleep with the lights out.

Virgo: Be careful with your words–they aren’t just the precursors to your deeds, but the manifestation of your will. This is not a week for idioms and metaphors, not for you. Even something like bemoaning a lack of spoons may make eating cereal harder.

Libra: You are, inevitably, the first one heard to say a situation isn’t fair. And it’s not, nor will it ever be. Instead of getting upset, have you ever considered getting revenge? That’s usually more satisfying in the long run.

Scorpio: Ugh, Scorpios. The position of Venus means your usually volatile emotions will be in the doldrums instead. Enjoy this while it lasts I guess. Who knows if you’ll ever experience such peace again, given, well. You’re kind of an emotional mess and no one likes you.

Sagittarius: There will never be another day like today. You must strive to make the day everything you want it to be. No mistakes, now! Consider your choices very carefully. Consider your choice to consider, very carefully.

SUNFIRE'S HEARTH

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A photo of Mayor Poe's cats, Toffee and Butter, enjoying the view.

ASSORTED LOCATIONS - As the coldest part of the year settles over our fair isle, it is time for Sunfire’s Hearth--- an informal celebration of bonfires and hearth flames, for those unfamiliar! For the months of January and February, a raised platform for bonfires will be lit on weekends, and restaurants and taverns across town will keep their fireplaces lit. Unlike many of our other festivities, there is no structured celebration--- simply make some time during this time to bask in the warmth of a fire! You can even celebrate at home.

An additional benefit of this time of year is that Merrymeet is well on its way. So take this time and get snuggly in front of a fire with your special person to get in the mood for romance! (Or they could be platonic snuggles. Whatever suits you best.)

LOCAL ALCHEMIST REPORTS MISSING POTION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Some of Mx. Sallek's usual stock. Could stand to have better labels./p>

LOCATION UNCERTAIN - Early Monday morning, local alchemist Aeryn Sallek reported that a large container of magical potion has been swapped with another, and it would seem that the mistaken jug has been sent out for delivery. According to Mx. Sallek, they sent a number of jugs out for delivery in a case with our local delivery extraordinaire, Sam Porter Bridges. The jugs were meant to contain a harmless, potable freeze-resistance potion for our town’s various water sources, in the interest of keeping water reserves drinkable in sub-freezing winter weather. However, when they returned to the shop, one of these potions remained on their counter while a love potion they’d been working on went missing.

“‘Love potion’ is kind of a misnomer, honestly,” Mx. Sallek is quoted to have said on the matter. “But ‘emotional acuity’ potion doesn’t quite roll off the tongue. Basically what it actually does is enhance existing romantic desire and embolden the user to be emotionally open. But Yorick should already know all this, since he’s the one who ordered it.” [Editing note: don’t forget to cut the last part of that comment before publishing. Cecil, you don’t need to include personal statements directed at reporters from these interviews!]

It’s unclear which area of town this particular potion ended up being injected into the water source, but according to Mx. Sallek, the potion was not particularly intense to begin with. It should be significantly diluted as to be harmless. Still, if you notice any strange symptoms such as butterflies in your stomach, a desire to burst into song, or inexplicable yearning, please file a report with the Safety Board at your earliest convenience.

FOOD SHORTAGES PUT STRAIN ON ISLAND ECONOMY

By Yorick Aberdeen

MARKET DISTRICT - While there are many things to celebrate this time of year, Marrow Isle is not without its adversity. Over these past months, many new members of our community have arrived by ferry after our numbers remained small and stagnant for many years. And the presence of our newfound neighbors has been a boon to all of us. Many artisans have opened useful businesses, medical professionals have expanded our access to healthcare, and a new fishing vessel has taken to the seas. However, despite a few additions, our farming community remains quite modest and planting was not planned with such incredible new growth in mind.

The unfortunate result of this is that food reserves on the island this year are uncharacteristically low. As such, Town Council has made the difficult decision to allow for the temporary inflation of food prices and the rationing of food staples.

“We understand the hardship this will place on the residents of Pumpkin Hollow,” said Mayor Poe in a statement after this decision was made. “But please know that we are all in this together. We hope to be able to offer a better incentive package for those interested in farming in the coming springtime.”

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Further Details...


Aurora


The dead of winter sheds all colors of the trees and flowers across Marrow Isle, but tonight, there are no stark whites and grays and browns.



Tonight, in the sky sprawling with stars above the dreary town, there are lights.



Sprawling trails of violet and green twist and wave through the sky, brightening the earth below and the sea beyond Jack's Marina in magical colors. The return of the borealis is something many Pumpkin Hollowites look forward to, and their reactions are very clear: people scurry down to the shores to watch with wide eyes, many retrieve telescopes, and some even borrow the decks of ships, abandoned for the night at the docks, to watch the sights.



It doesn't take long for this to change, however; the sea nor land are safe from the curse, and it's made quickly apparent that the sky is no exception.



At first, the sight seems like none more than an illusion, perhaps someone blinking and missing a strange shift of the lights. A glimmering outline forms around a cluster of stars, only slightly harder than any of the lines that define the aurora's rays. Several of these shapes form, each array of stars different from the last, some larger, some smaller.



And then, the stars begin to fall.



Seeming to peel off the painted sky, the ebbing colors surrounding the starlight drop, crashing to the world below. Some fall to the streets and beaches, while others fall into the forest, leaving view, or drop into the sea, leaving splashes and waves in their wake that ensure any watching knows full and well that this is not a trick of the light. At first, these shapes are unmoving, glowing masses of aurora-light with stars shining brightly within them. Most townsfolk are uneasy, but this seems to pale in severity to the other disasters, even if they lack any idea of what it could mean for them.



That is, of course, until the masses begin to move.



Each one is as varied as the constellation it stole from the sky: stars form suggestions of skeletal structures, and their "flesh", only consisting of swimming lights and liquid sky that steals any lights around them. Two identical glowing shapes rise to a face finally taking form, and slowly, moving more like gel than animal as it rises to freshly-formed legs, it settles on the closest living thing it can find.



There is no calculation in it, nor what seems to be a glimmer of thought.



It simply lunges with intent to kill.





Horoscopes
[CW: Altered emotional states ]


Cecil’s disconcerting horoscopes have the following effects for the next few days:


  • Capricorn: misplaced things, particularly small objects


  • Aquarius: zoomies!


  • Pisces: intense paranoia


  • Aries: Disney princess-like magnetism to local fauna


  • Taurus: insatiable perfectionism


  • Gemini: reversed truth values; lies come out honest, being honest sounds like a lie.


  • Cancer: Pandora-esque curiosity, to the point of personal detriment


  • Leo: radiant glow emanating from your person


  • Virgo: figurative speech is manifested into the world with its literal meaning


  • Libra: a particularly potent desire for revenge


  • Scorpio: numbing of emotions (can be counteracted by love potion, partially)


  • Sagittarius: incapacitating indecision

(Don’t know your character’s sign? Feel free to just decide on one!)




Love Potion
[CW: Altered Emotional States ]


Unbeknownst to the townsfolk, the “love” potion ended up in the water supply of the Oak & Iron. As promised by Aeryn, it is thoroughly diluted, as its recipients believed it to be a normal freeze-resistance potion to be mixed with their water.


The effects are not particularly intense. However, anyone who drinks any of the tavern’s housemade ale or cider, drinks the coffee, or eats any food that might require water to cook will experience symptoms of “emotional acuity”. This involves feeling more emotionally open, more receptive to positive feelings about others, a strong desire for physical or verbal affection, and the intensification of romantic or sexual attraction that you might already be experiencing. It will last about half a day. Just in time to help potentially land you a date for Merrymeet, a flower and fertility festival in early spring!






Famine
[CW: Starvation and food scarcity ]


Food rationing and inflation will have the following impact:



Grocery budgets for apped-in characters will be reduced in their efficacy.
Basic groceries will be only the most minimal of staples. You will likely go hungry if you do not find a way to supplement this.
Bountiful groceries will be reduced to the amount of food normally contained in basic.
Lavish groceries will not be available at all.
Your grocery choices from Activity Check are not able to be modified for this month unless otherwise stated.



Bonuses and Discounts associated with the Farmer and Fisherman jobs are also reduced.
Level 1 bonuses will be reduced to standard, which is to say how they would function for a non-Farmer/Fisherman character during a normal, pre-famine month. (ex. Whereas normally a Level 1 Farmer would get free Basic groceries, they will now have to pay the 50 Brass, but do not have the efficacy of Basic groceries reduced as described above.)
Level 2 bonuses will be reduced to that of a Level 1 Farmer/Fisherman. (ex. Whereas a Level 2 Fisherman would normally be able to have Bountiful groceries discounted to 50 Brass, they now must pay full price for Bountiful groceries. However, they can still get Basic groceries for free and don’t suffer from the famine induced efficacy reduction for either budget.)



Oak & Iron Residents will only be able to receive bland, repetitive meals with their food vouchers consisting of simple broth, plain bread, bland potato dishes, and the like. It is enough to be fed and comfortable but it is incredibly unsatisfying. (This includes all new characters that are not apped-in.) Drinks, however, are still plentiful.



Characters who do not eat will find that their respective sources of fuel will be reduced to just barely enough to keep them functional, provided that they ration carefully. (Ex. Transformers may want to be less active. Vampires will find that victims cannot handle excessive blood loss without fainting and generally prefer to stay home.)



Characters who were present to fight the Mother Crab back in late summer and chose to can some of their crab can use it now!



Hunting, foraging, and fishing can help reduce the impact of these reductions, and people can share their food. You can absolutely die of starvation. After Merrymeet in February, food will return to normal.



iamthepyre: (Dabi001)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
Luckily for Angel he doesn't get the same reaction that César had. He's since seen Magne and had his breakdown over that so...

"Very good friends. We were part of the same...guess you could call us a club." Dabi doesn't relax however, he's used to the people of his world and how they would judge Magne before being 'different'. Instead his pleasant mood chills ever so slightly, as if to say 'choose your answer carefully'. "You?"
iamthepyre: (011)

alasdkfj SIR

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Dabi doesn't even stop himself from rolling his eyes, at least the guy moved. The quip however definitely brings to mind a particular pair of scarlet wings.

"Birds a bird, and it's all fried chicken if you don't avoid the flames." One of the star creatures gets a boot to the face as Dabi kicks it away from him before searing it like the others.
graveling: (tiny smirk)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-27 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
That flickering smile returns to Angel's face easily. "Yeah, I am. She's awesome. Also, I mess with her quirk a bit."

Magne has been learning about how nonbinary people work, or fail to work. For all that Angel is 'he/him', even in the metanarrative (unless the author is underlining something about it), he's about as magnetic to her as plastic or wood.
iamthepyre: (005)

sleep is good

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
Dabi looks at the fabric but doesn't reach out to take it. He'd never seen her in anything other than the orange button up and white undershirt...clothes that he still felt didn't fit her. Not like the ones that César was describing. No one could say that Dabi couldn't be a jealous man, and he was feeling that even more strongly now. The people of this world had got to see her how she was meant to be seen, got to see her be herself in a world that accepted her, and they got to see it before he did.

"She's happy here?" There's a voice in the back of his mind that tells him to stop. To turn around and leave her alone. If she's happy...he shouldn't bring his shit into the mix. No matter how nice this place was, Dabi was messed up in ways not much could fix. If she was happy here what right did he have showing up on her doorstep? She didn't deserve having him around to dredge up the past.
maltesefalcon: (cloak)

I warned you he's a dad. Did that not imply dad jokes?

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-27 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Understood, chef. Keep warning me and we'll be good."

There's only a couple more monsters in this area. Which is good, Cerrit's starting to feel a little winded. He's old, it happens. But he doesn't hesitate to launch himself at the next thing coming at them with snapping jaws.
iamthepyre: (Dabi009)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
Hearing Angel's reaction Dabi relaxes too, letting out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "Yeah? Bet that throws her through a loop."

He chuckles, resting against his knee as he watched the other. "I had heard that she made friends here, good to actually get to see it. She deserves nothing but good things."
iamthepyre: (Dabi004)

You know, it should have been but apparently I didn't think of that

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
While Dabi might not be old, he can feel the way the burns creepy over healthy skin and he'd really rather not have to deal with them right now.

"Keep being useful and I might just do that."
graveling: (patient)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-27 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
"You get to be a good thing in her life, too, since you're here."

This is like, some inverse of a shovel talk, huh? Not 'treat her right or else', but more conspiratory in the most joyful sense. The same energy one uses to plan a flash mob, right? 'Let's bring joy to this bitch!'

"And who knows, maybe good things will be for you, too."
maltesefalcon: (realization)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-27 08:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Doing my--hngh!." Best. His absolute best, but he definitely just got knocked on his ass by something that looks like it's gonna try to bite the shit out of him. Last monster standing, Dabi. Your chance to be a big fucking hero.
iamthepyre: (Dabi009)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
That definitely makes Dabi laugh. He's never been described as a good thing in anyone's life and he highly doubts that will change any time soon. But it's a nice thought.

"I really doubt nice is the word for it but I'm here. And she knows I'm here so there's no keeping that from her." Not that he thinks he really could. He's always been too selfish for something like that. No, she was the good think in his life. Not the other way around.

"We'll just have to see. Again, doubtful, but who knows."
graveling: (patient)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-27 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
“I dunno, man. Mortanne brought you here for a reason.”

That flickering smirk makes another rare appearance. “Either way, I think you just became a friend of mine, for whatever that’s worth.”
iamthepyre: (Dabi015)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 09:02 am (UTC)(link)
He'd finished off one in time to watch the stranger go down and really, if it had been a certain other bird he'd have stood back and laughed. But this guy isn't Hawks and it felt wrong letting him get torn apart after he had helped Dabi.

"Damn it," He cursed under his breath before reaching out to grab the creature, flames leaping from his fingers. "Get back here you fuck."

Don't ever call him a hero...but right now he sort of is one. Maybe.
iamthepyre: (Dabi009)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
He wants to tell Angel off, tell him that there's no way he should count Dabi among his friends...however...the guy had mentioned that this place was something of a new start for people. Sure his past might show up to bite him in the ass, but if he made friends now they might actually stand by him should certain other people show up.

People like his father, or any of the worthless heroes from his and Magne's world.

"Huh, you know in another life I'd tell you not to do that but...I guess it wouldn't be so bad." Who knew, maybe he'd even start going by Touya more often again.
maltesefalcon: (cloak)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-27 09:09 am (UTC)(link)
Cerrit just scrambles and scuttles out of the way, making sure he’s not in the path of the ‘no, I cast Fireball’ dude as best he can.

Not for the first time, he misses having a full party.
iamthepyre: (Dabi014)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
At least this time Dabi's flames are concentrated solely on the thing he's grabbed and attempted to pull back and away from Cerrit. If he was honest, Dabi would really like having the Vanguard right about now but, unfortunately for them, that wasn't happening.

"You good there, KFC?"
sistermagnetic: (fuss)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-02-27 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
Magne sniffs wetly,laughing into his shoulder and spinning in a quick circle before putting him back down on his feet and leaning to plant a kiss right in the middle of his forehead, then reaching into one of her pockets to lick the corner of a handkerchief and wipe the smear of blood away; the upside to wearing dark colors, the bloodstain won't be as visible after she runs the shirt through some cold water.

"Oh hun you look terrible," she laments, gentle fingers laying on Dabi's scarred jaw without an ounce of hesitation to turn his head back and forth. The scars were expanded enough to nearly meet in the middle on his cheeks, which certainly wasn't the case the last time she'd seen him.
iamthepyre: (002)

[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-02-27 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
There's at least the quietest 'hey' as he's spun around and an obligator grumble as she moms over him with the handkerchief, but it's all soft and not as serious as it would be had she been just about anyone else. She does get a chuckle from him when she starts looking over the spreading scars.

"Yeah well you were always the looker in the group. It's fine, trust me...it's better than I could be looking right now." He doesn't want to tell her about how he had essentially burnt the skin from his flesh while fighting his family. At least not right now, it could wait a while still. He raises a hand to catch her own, pulling it away from his face and just holding it in both of his much warmer ones. She's warm and solid, she's alive. Not a splattered mess in some abandoned warehouse. Not ashes spread in a pretty flower garden. She was more than just alive, she was thriving. She was living the life they had all wanted back home.

"I-" His voice catches, deep and scratchy as always, before he clears his throat. "I'm sorry I wasn't there. It should have been me attacking him..." Maybe if he had been there, if he had been protecting their little group with his flames, maybe then Magne wouldn't have died and Compress wouldn't have lost an arm. It wouldn't have weighed so heavily on Twice, the guilt that tore him up until the very end.
sistermagnetic: (smiles)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-02-27 12:48 pm (UTC)(link)
She wrinkles her nose at the assurance that he could be worse, and honestly she can imagine what that might mean. She knows that he's burning from the inside out, and privately she hopes that being here will stay that for a little while, or at least prevent him from having to live with the inevitable terrible conclusion. Ushering him over to the bar and ordering some tea for him, she folds the handkerchief over again and wipes her eyes.

"No, none of that," she chastises him gently. "You were off doing what you were supposed to, right? Finding support, ending the fakes... I can only hope that the others didn't just take his insolence lying down."
Edited 2024-02-27 12:50 (UTC)
pineapplesalmon: (a pause from science)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-02-27 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
He puts the cloth away, keeping his hand in his pocket to worry it between his fingers. César can't help some nerves, even if he trusts Magne's assessment that her friends from home would have liked him. It's natural.

The question gains a thoughtful expression as he rolls it around in his head, and then he switches to Japanese. "[More happy than not. This place has its ups and downs, too. But she can see a future for herself here she doesn't have to fight tooth and nail against society for. Women can just be themselves, here. There's no bullshit tight little boxes on how men and women need to act. I've yet to find someone who doesn't admire her strength.]" He pauses, considers some more, then adds. "[She always smiles when she talks about the League, though, and I can tell you're all often on her mind. The League's radical acceptance made her life here possible. Magne saw people could love her for who she was once and took the plunge to trust it could happen again.]"

He was trying to keep himself more sober, but they're talking about Magne. César can't help the warmth in his voice and the soft smile on his face. Something about being in love does that to a person.
Edited (Wife guy needed to wife guy a little bit harder lol) 2024-02-27 16:49 (UTC)
maltesefalcon: (realization)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-27 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"K-F...what?" Hot take, even if there were KFCs in Exandria in the Age of Arcanum, there would have been none on the floating city of Avalir.

But he picks himself fully off the ground, checking to see if the roast beast is still...no, no it's not moving, it's a pile of stardust on the ground.

"Good work. You might want to sign up with the local levy. Jean would love a powerhouse like you about."
lovinglefthand: (Default)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2024-02-27 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He does these consultations often enough that there's also a little stool by the fireplace, made out of brick and mortar. First Aid pulls it over and sits down.

"That's all right," he says warmly. "I'm happy to explain to people who are willing to listen. And I have a great respect for human scientists." He leans forward a little himself, turning his head slightly so Robert can have a look at the mold of his face, and perhaps of more interest, the actuators and tensor cables in his neck. "My people are all robots -- we come from a planet many millions of light-years away from Earth, but we made contact with humanity in 1984 by the Gregorian calendar. I was made early the following year, to assist humanity and my own people. So to answer your question, I'm a doctor of both organic medicine and robotic. It's my pleasure to serve the community in both capacities, here in Pumpkin Hollow."
lightconductor: (calm)

[personal profile] lightconductor 2024-02-28 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, so it isn't Harry Harrier. That's fortunate.

"Mr. du Bois, then." A French name, or so it seems to him. "Hm, I suppose I can carry a tune if I need to," Watson says, amiably enough, though he watches Harry carefully. "And I certainly enjoy music, but I'm no musician myself."
actuallyawolf: (disbelief)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-28 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine. Agreed."

It's grudging, but honest enough. Oh, she hates this. She hates every part of this. Still, no sense in a fight for no reason.
actuallyawolf: (wolf)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-28 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I miss them, though."

Ylva pauses at the edge of the forest, looking up at the branches for a moment, nose in the air, and her tail wags slightly. "Someone told me I need to be careful out here. How bad is it?"
lordoftheozarks: by gronckle @ij (Default)

[personal profile] lordoftheozarks 2024-02-28 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Good. Then we have an accord." He tips his hat to her. "I'll be going now. Thank you."