That one! nono not that one, that one! The one you know...flikering and shiny
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Call me Pawsy!
2 week old player :/ {Wolf(ID)} in case i need it lol
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Happy Howl-O-Ween!!!
It takes what must've been a few hours for Primrose to slide to a stop, hopefully safe from the Spirit of Life.
However, if she was just a bit closer to that stage, she might've heard a bout of laughter that shook the trees and caused birds to flee.
"Hah! We got 'em this time!"
"That we did. That we did..."
... or the three wolves that peeked out of a tree as she passed- one purple and black, one golden, one all the shades of blue of an ocean.
"... I have never seen a wolf run so fast in my life." The purple one commented.
The others did not disagree.
You can! And thank you! Hopefully this isn't too lackluster of a response, though-
-S. J. Tucker, "Wonders"
(P.S. Have any white lupins with an orange-range neck, somehow? Go here)
After receiving his prize, Jack sprints off. One-Eyed Jack, once again, makes his daring escape and lives another day. Oh, the wonderful tales he can spin. Few people survive an encounter with a DRAGON! And he ransacked their horde as well and got—what did he get again? Anyways, back to the map. Next up, Darkspine!
One-Eyed Jack checks his map and carefully approaches Eeries' den. Humming a spy thriller soundtrack to himself, he sneaks and crawls his way forward. So wrapped up in his clumsy espionage, he didn't realize Eeries was watching him intently. At the threshold of the den, he does a quick roll and says, "It is I! The infamous bandit, One-Eye Jack! Surrender your treats or perish! For Jack is not afraid of nothin' nor tricks!"
"Wwwwait. I gotta go bbbblow out a ccccandle over tttthere???" Jack eye's the dark den. Two beady red eye briefly glare back at him. "NNnnooo ppp-problem..." He looks at his Spookykitty guide. "MM-Mr. Kitty. Sssir, no ma-am, no sssir! Doh! Would you be so kind as to blow out a candle for me?" The Spookykitty stares blankly up at Jack. Sulking Jack drops his head. With a huff Jack drops to the ground and crawls forward. It took an agonizing amount of time for Jack to reach the candles. He was chittering so much that he couldn't blow out a candle. Fortunately for him, a leaf fell on his nose, causing him to sneeze, blowing out several candles, but unfortunately startling him so much he immediately started sprinting away!
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Vermillion Skies pads up Elisandra's witchy wonderland with her piplin friends all riding on her back. The piplins have painted their hair with grey streaks and one is wearing oversized glasses. Another is holding its back like its in pain. Vermillion Skies puts on her best granny impression and draws her face back into her scarf: "Oh dearie me, a cursed pumpkin, eh?"
She steps towards a group of gourds and a piplin excitedly points and squeaks. "Well, there's nothing a good scrub can't take care of! We'll take this one!" She puts a paw on a medium sized pumpkin and rolls it towards her gingerly. "Trick-or-treat!"
North Star peeks inside the den, startling at the sheer chaos before her.
"You certainly prepared quite a lot for this! Trick or treat, then?"
-S. J. Tucker, "Wonders"
(P.S. Have any white lupins with an orange-range neck, somehow? Go here)
Happy Howl-O-Ween!!!
