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Posted 2021-09-20 15:08:07
Removed it! Im just trying to help personally ^^"

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#10923

Posted 2021-09-20 15:10:01
@10923
thanks, appreciated. i wish you good luck with your thread

woete (HiatusUntilMuties)
#1076

Posted 2021-09-21 16:47:42
"I've found new recipes to share with you, traveler. Please stop by and look at what I have to offer."

woete (HiatusUntilMuties)
#1076

Posted 2021-09-30 17:11:00 (edited)
Yet again, here comes a very familiar gray wolf. This time he has a huge sack of various items that he's dragging behind him, visually struggling to carry it all. When he finally manages to drag it forward, he looks up at the other wolf. Although the wolf's milky eye had been unnerving at first, it now symbolized familiarity, or something of the sort that the gray wolf couldn't name.

"I would like one Sunlit Cave BG, please," says the wolf. After a small pause, he adds, "You can call me Hawk's Swoop, by the way."

ThatCorgi
#24163

Posted 2021-10-02 15:46:53
@24163 (apologies for the delay, i unsubbed from this thread somehow)

Seeing the friendly gray wolf struggling, Wolfstreak pops to his feet and helps. Through cloth and teeth he tries talking at you.

"mmf dmm mm fmbmm," it's quite muffled. You ask if he can repeat himself.
"Apologies, Hawk's Swoop," dropping whatever of your materials was in his mouth, his speech clears up. "I said I hadn't seen you coming." Your face must portray your confused response because the black wolf continues."There isn't much I don't see."


Wolfstreak smiles. You're frozen. Unsure whether you've been screaming at your paws to move for days or if you've been unmoving for a single second. His teeth look far too large for any wolf you've heard of.

To your left you hear a heavy, thick branch far up snap with a sickening quick creak beforehand. Squirrels and birds yell in surprise and anger. It falls, too fast almost it seems. You realize you're standing 5 paces to the right of where you thought you were, your material bag still in front of Wolfstreak. He's gnawing distance from the dead wood in front of him that's now laying on top of the sack you brought.

The wolf with the milky eye laughs. Your muscles unfreeze.
"These old woods can be more danger than one might think, dear Hawk's Swoop. Careful on your way back home." Confused and more than a little scared, you nod, not knowing what else to really do.

"Don't forget what you came for, traveler," Wolfstreak reminds you, amused at your clear befuddlement. When did he make that? Where did your bag go? "And why don't you take this as well. It'll just be in my way here," he gives you something extra to take home with you.

This wolf is odd.

woete (HiatusUntilMuties)
#1076

Posted 2021-10-02 20:26:55
Hello!
Could I please grab a Pose Variant [Sentinel]? Sending mats

⚡️Bear⚡️
#3168

Posted 2021-10-02 20:28:54
@3168
sure. will send over soon

woete (HiatusUntilMuties)
#1076

Posted 2021-10-24 00:59:48

There is no milky-eyed crafter at the clearing today.  Instead, silence hangs heavy in the misty rain blanketing the earth.

Many wolves come and go throughout the day in spite of the near-constant rain.  Some lay flowers upon his usual sitting place.  Others sit for a while, light an incense, and offer small tokens of gratitude, trinkets they may once have planned to hand off for business with the Old One.

All come to pay their respects to the wolf they once called "friend."

💐⚘💐⚘💐

Strata (hiatus)
#1994

Posted 2021-10-24 02:50:19

The wolf knows as they trot through the familiar place that no one will greet them when they arrive. A deafening silence hangs in the air, only the distant sound of the flocking geese honking warnings upon warnings to the wolf as they walk past.



They feel the need to call out to the familiar face, although they find that's useless. "One acorn bundle please!" They call out, their voice empty and longing. They get no response, as expected. A gentle smile tugs at their lips, as they glance at the clearing one more time.




There's no one there.

🪸 fazieco (she/he)
#49037

Posted 2021-10-24 16:31:48
@49037
You bow your head, maybe in sadness or perhaps respect for the dead.


Short seconds pass, and you hear a twig snap behind you along with a distinct few thumps. Turning around fast to find the intruder only reveals a pile of acorns at your feet.

Huh. Better take these home.

woete (HiatusUntilMuties)
#1076

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