Rainer yawns and stretches as the first golden rays of sunlight filtered though his closed blinds. His sheets were tossed haphazardly to one side and at some point he had removed his boxers due to the heat.
"It's too early."
It's late, and the wolf can't sleep. So he has decided to sit out on his patio with his guitar and stare out into the glimmering sea of stars that is his city.
๐ถ"And here I am
Pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
That's exactly
Exactly what I need"๐ถ
It's late, and the wolf can't sleep. So he has decided to sit out on his patio with his guitar and stare out into the glimmering sea of stars that is his city.
๐ถ"And here I am
Pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
That's exactly
Exactly what I need"๐ถ
Rainer yawns and stretches as the first golden rays of sunlight filtered though his closed blinds. His sheets were tossed haphazardly to one side and at some point he had removed his boxers due to the heat.
"It's too early."
โH-Hey!!! I am a proud Prince of Cerinia, and a-ambassador here on Sauriaโฆ no I am not a tribal whore!!!โ
Tribal Prince Krystal โKrisโ
๐ด Male Fox (Femboy Mainly)
๐ด Bisexual (No Lean)
๐ด Tribal & Sci-Fi Settings Preferred
๐ด Star Fox & SharpClaw Muses Encouraged~
It may be a bit egotistical, but the wolf does like to read good reviews of his band. He, of course, will take criticisms with stride, and he knows his music is not for everyone. But good reviews make his tail wag just a bit.
The wolf is trying on different hoodies from companies that make custom merch. He will be damned if his band's merch hoodies are not the comfiest hoodies anyone has worn.
Rainer chews on his bottom lip as he debates uploading his cover of a fairly popular older song. It does show off a bit more of the wolf's singing range and his guitar skills. Still, as silly as it sounds, he worries about how it will be received.