A new universe of beasts, as numerous as the roots of a tree, but those roots represent the virtues we once embodied:
Mystic Flour: @futilityfog
Burning Spice: @OFHISRUIN
Shadow Milk: @GAMESOFDEC3IT
Eternal Sugar: @EMBRACESLOTH
Silent Salt: @BARRENSILENC3
โ thhdoor wus opehn. โ
( crunch crunch โ swallow. )
โ invited myself in. got hungry. โ
( swiping some crumbs off of his chest, he looks over at the other in the doorway still. )
โ why? looked forward to these? โ
( feels like staying silent in such a loud part of beast yeast is disrespectful rather than being loud. but he digresses. )
smells like peaches. mm.
( he stays sat upon his throne, staring down his entryway as the other approaches more and more. )
โ โ โ Ah should I call out .แฃ Hmm but I dare not disrespect these lands. . . Though from what I've heard, the ruler of this land is quite the boisterous one .แ โ
He wondered these things out loud seemingly getting closer to Spice's location
My name is Silent Salt Cookie, the Beast of Silence. In my land, you will only find what was once a shining freedom, but it all ended like the night that looms over your days when your end arrives.
( feels like nothing more than a tickle, though he seems to enjoy the violent lashing out. spinning around with him in his grasp once before setting him down. )
reminds me of my bird hunt a while back.
[ Nope. Not enjoying this at all. Nails are digging into hands, feet searching for the floor by kicking and stretching. ]
๐ฃ๐จ๐ง ๐ ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐.