The Guardian of The Forest
((I have to nap brb))
Where’s My Leaves..? - Child m!a - RP Starter to Wren-The-Songbird

wren-the-songbird:

ask-the-tree-guard:

wren-the-songbird:

"Now, I do not believe I have seen you before." said a voice. Another child, either a cursed soul or the result of impulse and delusion. The little guard would see a pair of eyes appearing at the bottom of the shadow made by the shade of the tree. It was then a small little blob of creature poked its head out and tilted it. 

"Are you new? Or have you been around for a long, long time? I sure hope not." the little thing shook its head. "This place is no place for children. …" the blob leaned closer, peering at the child. "But you are more than what you seem, aren’t you."

The sudden voice made him jump a little bit startled, looking around at first but as he didn’t see anyone his eyes returned down to were he found anouther pair if eyes looking back at him. Even if he had a rather nervous nature the shadow thing didn’t actually set him off, beeing used to see those around lurking around.

Yet he listened carefully as the small creature spoke, having caught his attention. The odd statements and questions made him a tad confused but got to nod slowly at the last. Well he knew he wasn’t human that’s for sure, he used to be a tree like all the others in the forest but now he felt all bare without his leaves.

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"Really?" The Queen knew she felt something about the child. The little blob tilted its head from side to side. "What were you before? Or, who are you now?" Curiosity was bubbling, and she still wondered just how long this child has been out and about. The fact remains, it wasn’t safe here.

The little guard’s head followed a bit in the rhythm for the slight fun of it, but get a little confused by the questions he was asked. He was a tree wasn’t he, and he was like a… Tiny human now or something like that. Bringing up his legs to hug them in to his chest a little for comfort, tilting his head wondering at the small shadow before him. It talked so much but he couldn’t really give it an answer even if he tried, huffing a bit by his own disability.

Where’s My Leaves..? - Child m!a - RP Starter to Wren-The-Songbird

wren-the-songbird:

ask-the-tree-guard:

As time had passed and the days still getting warmer and more difficult to be out in the sun, the little boy had seeked cover under one of the big trees, just for a little break from both walking and the intense heat lately. Huffing out tiredly as he didn’t do that well in the warmth, but in general he didn’t do well alone like this. 

It had all started so suddenly when he had awoken in this strange shape just a few days ago, many of the important needs and dangerous of being a human as well as an mystery to the little guard. But what got to sadden him the most was that he didn’t have his leaves anymore, at least not really. He had a small cloak thing on his back that he liked to keep close, reminding him of his real leaves as he really missed them. Both protecting him from night and weather when he needed it the most…

"Now, I do not believe I have seen you before." said a voice. Another child, either a cursed soul or the result of impulse and delusion. The little guard would see a pair of eyes appearing at the bottom of the shadow made by the shade of the tree. It was then a small little blob of creature poked its head out and tilted it. 

"Are you new? Or have you been around for a long, long time? I sure hope not." the little thing shook its head. "This place is no place for children. …" the blob leaned closer, peering at the child. "But you are more than what you seem, aren’t you."

The sudden voice made him jump a little bit startled, looking around at first but as he didn’t see anyone his eyes returned down to were he found anouther pair if eyes looking back at him. Even if he had a rather nervous nature the shadow thing didn’t actually set him off, beeing used to see those around lurking around.

Yet he listened carefully as the small creature spoke, having caught his attention. The odd statements and questions made him a tad confused but got to nod slowly at the last. Well he knew he wasn’t human that’s for sure, he used to be a tree like all the others in the forest but now he felt all bare without his leaves.

matorawolfsage:

ask-the-tree-guard:

matorawolfsage:

ask-the-tree-guard:

matorawolfsage:

ask-the-tree-guard:

ask-the-tree-guard:

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((Suddenly I am drained for fights so I set the bears at pause to stalk u instead.))

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((we heard u m8))

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((slow n steady we r comin for u m8))

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((wE HAVE COLLECTED OUR TROOPS M8))

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((pUT ‘EM UP U.. SLINKY))

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((PLZ NOO I aM BUT A CATS))

((fine we let u live butt untill next time m8))

matorawolfsage:

ask-the-tree-guard:

matorawolfsage:

ask-the-tree-guard:

ask-the-tree-guard:

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((Suddenly I am drained for fights so I set the bears at pause to stalk u instead.))

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((we heard u m8))

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((slow n steady we r comin for u m8))

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((wE HAVE COLLECTED OUR TROOPS M8))

((pUT ‘EM UP U.. SLINKY))

matorawolfsage:

ask-the-tree-guard:

ask-the-tree-guard:

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((Suddenly I am drained for fights so I set the bears at pause to stalk u instead.))

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((we heard u m8))

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((slow n steady we r comin for u m8))

ask-the-tree-guard:

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((Suddenly I am drained for fights so I set the bears at pause to stalk u instead.))

((we heard u m8))

((Suddenly I am drained for fights so I set the bears at pause to stalk u instead.))

Where’s My Leaves..? - Child m!a - RP Starter to Wren-The-Songbird

As time had passed and the days still getting warmer and more difficult to be out in the sun, the little boy had seeked cover under one of the big trees, just for a little break from both walking and the intense heat lately. Huffing out tiredly as he didn’t do that well in the warmth, but in general he didn’t do well alone like this. 

It had all started so suddenly when he had awoken in this strange shape just a few days ago, many of the important needs and dangerous of being a human as well as an mystery to the little guard. But what got to sadden him the most was that he didn’t have his leaves anymore, at least not really. He had a small cloak thing on his back that he liked to keep close, reminding him of his real leaves as he really missed them. Both protecting him from night and weather when he needed it the most…

wren-the-songbird:

ask-the-tree-guard:

wren-the-songbird:

((*waves with both hands in the air* I have babu here for u if you want..? ;o; ))

[ why yes I have seen this little babu ]

((Are you maybe up for it if I make us an starter maybe? ;w; Idk if any ideas or just winging it maybe? :’3 ))

[ I do not mind that at all! ]

((Oki here I go ^0^ ))

BRING ON THE CATS SLAPPING EACH OTHER WITH GLOVES!

matorawolfsage:

((oH THIS GONNA BE GOOD!))

((BRING IT ON U LIL RASCAL I GOT BEARS))

wren-the-songbird:

((*waves with both hands in the air* I have babu here for u if you want..? ;o; ))

[ why yes I have seen this little babu ]

((Are you maybe up for it if I make us an starter maybe? ;w; Idk if any ideas or just winging it maybe? :’3 ))

(( Screw sleep, we got toxic waste to drink ))

((Too bad that there’s no more left I liked that stuff man :U ))

(( B) ))

((I need to correct that the Mountian Dew was radioactive and that’s why it was glowing we have found the remedy against sleep))

((*sees it gets bright out again*))

((*looks at the clock* 4:19am ))

((Aaaahahahahah guess me and Thiefmun stayed up all night ahahah))

((And we’re not even tired must be the glowing Mountain Dew we had earlier ahah…))