𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐑⠀⠀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐊⠀⠀。

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⠀I saw some new endemic life recently, but they ran away when I got close...

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⠀Bringing the palm of his hand up to gently rub his eyes. He's been awake far too long reading beneath scoutfly light.

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⠀Delicately sitting upon Erik's nose is a vibrantly coloured butterfly, opening it's wings and shutting them once more as it relaxes. Erik, on the other hand, is struggling to read a heavy book situated within his hands, the wings shielding his view from the majority of words on the pages...

a woman in a witch hat is sitting in front of a large moon ALT: a woman in a witch hat is sitting in front of a large moon

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𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝,
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⌘ Ranni the Witch
∯ #RPSKY | #MVRP | #ELDENRINGRP |
#SoulsborneRP
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⌘ Casual / Serious

bite his own tongue to prevent a slew of information the creature hardly needed about itself.

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⠀Rarely did Erik stray from the hunters, but he'd certainly been doing that much more these days. It was almost like he held death's gaze at every chance when alone ― Always near those he should know better than to approach.

Staring up at the guardian from where he stood, he couldn't help but ↷

if you are not doing what you love , you are wasting your time .

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⠀[ Stares . . . ? ]

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⠀“ …Hm―? ”

There's a few confused blinks, like he's staring at a hallucination before he settles that this is indeed reality.

“ I'm... not made for hunting ― I don't enjoy it. ” He admitted. “ I just like to learn more about the world. ”

“ …Why are you asking? ”

pencil.

“ I hope you don't mind― ” Pausing, like it had just occurred to him that the creature wouldn't understand him even if he were to admit to anything. Carefully scribbling a doodle of sorts － Drawing the odd amalgamation in a personal sketchbook he kept hidden away in a back pocket.

a little too accustomed to the dragon's passive nature; expecting nothing of harm to come his way. Seating himself too close to the creature like it was all too normal for him.

Rifling around, he carefully produced a small book from his pocket that had miraculously survived the fall, alongside a ↷

could only muster a puzzled look towards. A small hum left the handler; one of a joy he couldn't describe as he hobbled around.

Eventually, however, his curiosity relented, letting him move away momentarily and moving to sit next to the lake that the beast had been fishing in. Perhaps he'd become ↷

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⠀He'd accept that response; one of indifference to his presence where he could've been the victim of another attack. The handler pushed onwards, stumbling as he ran his fingertips against the scales with intrigue. He could already see there to be a lack of any true injury inflicted to which he ↷

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⠀Reaching a hand up to brush his bangs back momentarily, grey eyes fixating on the captured bug before him like his life depended on it. Swiftly dropping his hand and letting his blonde strands fall back into place, he scratched his pen against the paper before him.

'67 legs, missing 33.'

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⠀∥ it's arrived!! i'll catch up on replies after i have a sleep!! thank you for your patience with me 🙇‍♂️

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⠀∥ HI!!! I HOLD HIM OUT TO YOU 🤲

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⠀∥ okay so i definitely can't keep up without my phone. my apologies. only a few days !!!! i will get replies done when my phone is here and you will see me MORE.

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⠀∥ i'm okay!! i just have a bad leg from a fall a couple months back and slipped on the same tiles. fortunately just shattered my phone this time.

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⠀∥ had an accident and my phone's been shattered. i'll likely be a bit hit or miss to write replies with, i'm so sorry!

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⠀∥ FLUFFY WINGS!!!

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⠀∥ only a little... 🤏

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⠀∥ i got a single braincell rattling around in here.,,... 😔

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⠀∥ trying to decide what to list erik's sexuality as should not be this funny to me...

"likes everyone, monster boys tickle the brain just right but lala barina tickles the heart" is apparently what ive written in my notes

thanks, me 😅

harm, holding his hand out like one might do to a Palico.

The handler clearly has some kind of death wish...

This species was undocumented to be passive in any sense of the word, and with the brief consideration of his clearly interested mind, he might as well make sure this was a fluke rather than something more serious. As he closed in, he tried to make it clear he meant no ↷

Yet, soon enough, the makeshift bandage was in place and he quietly rolled the leg back down as he stood back to his feet with a low hiss of pain beneath his breath. Cautiously, he made his way over to the creature, likely testing his own fate; yet he couldn't help but express worry. ↷

effort to mend the limp he'd caused for himself.

“ Uwah―!? ” Startled by the sound of that strong maw snapping shut around it's prey, he reached a hand to the back of his neck to smooth the bristling from the fright before hastily trying to further fix the wound with what little he was carrying. ↷

pry a scale or two free for the purpose of examination but he knew better ― The creature was alive and he'd only serve to injure it if he tried.

Rolling up the pant's leg to gently tend to the wound beneath, his intrigued gaze finally shifted to himseld for once in an ↷