Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161212133244

1.      Wary of the environment he had managed to get himself into, Cire ambles carefully, past the foliage and through the fields of green. Animals flee at the sight of him, scrambling for cover. Normally, he’d dismiss it as something natural, but… there was something odd hanging over him. As if… everything around him, was dead weight.

That every movement he made, every leaf and grass blade he waved past, every cry of Filiphilos fauna that reached his ears..

… was an inexplicable waste of his breath.



A slither ran down Cire’s spine. He looks underneath his arms. A familiar.. warm identity snaked up and rested by his neck.



Tack. 

Awww..” Lila teased. “Don’t be like that! You’re a cute aso when you do that! Wag your tail for me!” She added, wagging her butt to and fro for Chee to mimmick.