Main Thread WWR III

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⧫Male⧫Straight⧫25.5⧫Elf⧫

⧫Crush:None⧫Tags: Open⧫

Kolvar eased his way through the forest hoping the young lady wasn't found by the annoying brutes that were after his head. He looked back frequently to assure that he was still safe from the brutes but as well as any other potential supernatural beings. He knew that elves weren't the only supernatural beings and hoped that he didn't run into any dragons on his way home. He had nothing against them, they just weren't the kindest to one that isn't a dragon and he knew that from personal experience. He shuddered at the thought of the memory and shook his head a bit as to rid of the memory in a sense. After crossing the river and being just a few miles from home, he felt a little furry mass bump into his leg. A little startled, Kolvar came to an abrupt stop looking down to see Luka. "Luka, you really need to stop doing that. You keep startling me and it's causing me to be too cautious which makes me look suspicious," He said looking down as he continued walking next to the slick fox as it snorted in remark. Kolvar picked his head up to continue looking ahead so he could track his way home. Finally passing the final marker home, he grinned real big realizing that he would be able to see Brannon again. Making it through the thick bushes, he found home sweet home and Brannon grazing in his makeshift pen. Kolvar looked down to his feet to see Luka missing and noticed two red fluffy tails disappearing into the bush. "Luka.. you dog," he muttered to himself letting out a small smirk. He turned back to hear Brannon going about in the background. He walked over and rubbed his snout and then he turned and began to get him another round of feeding. He has been gone for awhile and was due for another feeding. Kolvar took the small bucket that he prepared for Brannon and laid the feed out in the trough for him to dig into. He patted his shoulder and then looked around to see that he could begin clearing out the area behind the pen so that he could mark out the beginnings of Brannon's new "house." Kolvar slid off his shirt displaying just about every bulging muscle anyone could think of and disappeared from his little mud hut only to return with a few tools to begin the preparations for Brannon's new stable. Walking around the back of the pen, Kolvar began to chop away at the brush clearing it out and whistling a little tune his father would sing while he worked away on their farm. A flash back threw Kolvar in time as he remembered his father working in the fields at their home farm and him working right along next to him. He gave a faint smile at the memory and tears formed in his eyes as he recalled the guards taking both of his parents away and killing them at the stake. He missed them so much but knew that he couldn't dwell on the past. He missed having family but as a kid he vowed to never have a family as they do nothing but lead to vulnerability and chaos. Kolvar's face became stone cold knowing that his future left him alone throughout the rest of his days just with his animals that he will acquire over the years. He took his forearm and wiped the tears off of his face kind of forcefully and continued to hack away at the bushes. "I will not falter from my future life. I will succeed." he spoke to himself as he aggressively chopped away the brush and bushes remembering his parents along with his rough past.

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☾Female☾Lesbian☾22☾Human☾

☾Crush:N/A☾Tags:☾

(Skipping for a few posts)

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※Female※Bisexual※23.5※Dragon※

※Crush:N/A※Tags:Dark※

Morsa walked through the territory and eventually it went from a forest full of life to basically a little drabby desert. Walking closer and closer to the entrance, Morsa located the entrance and she could just hear the abundance of dragons going about their day rambling on as much as they could. She felt like she was home rather than her other location that felt almost like a prison due to the circumstances. She squatted down keeping a low profile and observed from the opening of the Sanctuary. From her hazy memory, she sees the set up hasn't changed but a few wouldn't actually recognize her. Her lavender eyes grazed around everyone rustling on within the Sanctuary and a smile slowly crept onto her face. After feeling left out of all of the bustling that was going on within the Sanctuary, Morsa finally stood up and prepared her human body for the impact. She jumped up into the air and dove through the hole. Falling through the top of the cave, she landed on the ground smoothly while maintaining posture and she stood up looking around. She realized that she was the only African American within the Sanctuary but she wasn't surprised. "I need to speak with Dark if he is around," she spoke hoping nobody attacked her or even asked questions as to why she needed to speak with their leader. She realized that her showing up was completely random and out of the ordinary so she just hoped that she would be able to transition back into her old life with prayers that nobody from her past showed up.

(Icarus will show eventually. Just don't know what to do with him.)

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♠ Male ♠ Straight ♠ Smoke Ridgeback ♠ Regular ♠

♠ Crush~Rajani ♠ Tags~X ♠ Location~Wilderness♠

Feeling the wind under his wings, the male was relaxed, his senses open to anything that caught his attention. He was downwind though, causing a disruption in his venture. Hard to smell anything at all, but he didn't lose hope, not just yet. There were many things to see outside the Sanctuary, and he didn't need scent to find it. He flew for a while before landing himself in a clearing, finding what direction he wanted to fly to. North, perhaps? There was possibly a river there. He was not the best at direction, for sure. But maybe he'd find Rajani along the way, ask her to come on a hunt. She tended to know what she was doing, and besides, he wanted to know at least one dragon better enough that he wasn't the bystander. He pondered on where she could be, when a brisk wind flew past and a particular smell hit his maw. Her...where did it come from? The world faded around him as he focused on the origin of it, taking flight in the direction of the wind. He hoped she was nearby, he was sure they'd be able to spend time together. But she did like that darkness of hers...so who knew for sure.

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♦ Female ♦ Straight ♦ Human ♦

♦ Crush~X ♦ Tags~Krogoth ♦ Location~Village ♦

She stood still as the man spoke, not even taking a step in his direction. It was a wonder he was able to stand, let alone get his wits about him. Though perhaps he didn't, and that's why he spewed such nonsense. A slight frown came to her face, but did not let it affect her mood. No, she would hopefully get some word of advice ringing in his ears, whether he liked it or not. "You are never remembered if you don't make an effort," she spoke when he finished, adjusting the items in her arms. "Death will come to you when it is ready. But it would rather take someone that did something to earn it, than suck away at a flavorless core. No fruit is worth the taking if it has no benefit." She thought for a moment, before shrugging her shoulders. "But, I suppose you can let yourself wither away. Nobody will remember the drunkard, so your goal will be reached, one way or another."

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♠ Male ♠ Straight ♠ Smoke Ridgeback ♠ Regular ♠

♠ Crush~Rajani ♠ Tags~X ♠ Location~Wilderness♠

Cazram followed the small traces of her, losing his position every so often and having to hover in place. His wings hated having to hold his weight in one place, but he really had no choice. He had to track. Changing his direction every so often, the leaves became thicker and he had to dip down to notice a single feather or a flash of color. But the forest was empty, save for the wildlife. His hope was diminishing yet further as his length drew out beyond the Sanctuary, beyond safety. Surely she was nearby. A point of grey eventually poked above the trees after about twenty minutes more of flight, and his curiosity did as well, adjusting his wings to fly in closer. Certainly something he had never seen before.... He should be careful. His eyes gazed around the land before he found an opening in the leaves, landing in a small clearing that could hardly hold him. But it was something. His claws dug into the soft ground as he presumed the house closer, his head dipped to see where the building was through the thick bark. Her scent was almost overwhelming...perhaps because he was focused on it. Not even the beauties of nature would distract him until he figured out why she was here, what she was doing. This did not seem usual.

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♠ Male ♠ Straight ♠ Smoke Ridgeback ♠ Regular ♠

♠ Crush~Rajani ♠ Tags~Rajani, Seraphina, Burkhardt ♠ Location~Wilderness♠

Cazram was at the wall of the house when he finished, though his heart pounded in his ears and adrenaline pounced under his skin. He didn't know what awaited him, but he was almost certain he would regret it later. It wasn't every day he found such a rickety house in the woods during his adventures and searches. Sniffing the surroundings, he didn't recognize anything. It was all....musky. Strange. Something he was definitely unfamiliar with. He approached a filthy window and tried to look inside, but he was blocked from most of what was inside. What could he do? He could almost feel a presence within, but...that was impossible. Huffing to himself, he observed the details of the shingles of the roof, the patterns on the ground. Perhaps there was a clue to this. He stepped forward and sniffed the ground, but a shutter in the leaves surprised him and he turned his head to proceed to smash the window he was looking in previously. It shattered to pieces, and his eyes were wide with a rush of guilt. "Crap," he mumbled, before his eyes laid on who was inside.

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♦ Female ♦ Straight ♦ Human ♦

♦ Crush~X ♦ Tags~Krogoth ♦ Location~Village ♦

Why wasn't she surprised at his sudden brush aside of her words? She knew he heard them, but dismissed them like passing gossip. Would she stand up for it? The thought was appealing to leave and let him have the benefit of the doubt while her points sunk in, but on the other hand, maybe he was so intoxicated with alcohol that he had no idea the weight of what she stated. Taking in a breath of courage, she lifted her chin and walked up next to him with a sway. "Your mark does not wear out like a footprint in the dirt," she spoke, though her insides began to squirm to get away from this confidence. It was not something she was comfortable wearing. "You can impact many more in this life. I'm sure you have much to share to spread wisdom throughout the land, prevent any other young lad from going through what you did. Knowledge is valuable, and so are imprints. It is one way to can avoid that...everlasting death you crave. You will become replicated in the minds of many."

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⧫Male⧫Straight⧫25.5⧫Elf⧫

⧫Crush:None⧫Tags: Open⧫

Finishing hacking up the brush and overgrown grass, Kolvar was covered in bits of grass and dirt but his dark tanned skin shimmered from the sweat he had produced working away to build Brannon the best home he could give him. He knew it would take a couple of weeks to finish up as he has to purchase the nails and what other materials he needed to finish up. He looked over at Brannon who showed his flank. Kolvar walked over to the round up fence, he had first built him since their relocation, and sat on wood dangling his legs facing the magnificent creature. Brannon trotted over to him and slowed down when he got to close proximity of Kolvar. He nudged Kolvar's shoulder with his muzzle ordering some attention. Kolvar cracked a grin and rubbed his hand up and down the magnificent beasts muzzle and forehead showing him the love he deserved. Kolvar dawned on the memory of when he first "found" Brannon. He was only 17 when he was still traveling across the land to find a suitable plot of land to call home. He had come across Brannon tied to a tree. The horse was severely emaciated and was just waiting to die when he was only a young foal. At the time, Kolvar had a little cart that was being pulled by an ox. He picked up the little foal and placed him in the back of the cart and hurried to the next town to get information on how to save the foal's life. He decided to name him Brannon after a late brother that never made it out of the womb. After a few close calls and some reassurance, Brannon made it out of the scariest part of his life and onto a better one with Kolvar. Even though the horse is still really young, Kolvar was glad he still had a very long time with Brannon as Brannon was his first attachment to an animal and companion. He went from rubbing his muzzle down the side of his neck. He lightly chuckled at the short amount of time they've had together. He hopped down onto the ground next to Brannon and patted him on his back saying "I have to go into town so I'll have to take you with me as the town I need to head to is quite a bit away." He crawled under the fence and walked inside his little mud hut to wipe off the dirt and grass as effectively as he could as well as wipe off most of the sweat that he had produced. He slid back on his only shirt and took his long hair down to cover his ears. The town that he was going to wasn't fond of elves of any sort. He grabbed his hooded cape and tied it around his neck. He walked back out of the mud hut and walked over to the gate of the round fence and opened it up. He slid only a homemade bridle with reins onto Brannon and hopped onto his back in one smooth motion. He lightly kicked his heel into his side just to get him to start up walking and headed into the forest North of his home. The town was about half a day ride on horse and with it being midday he would have to purchase a room and board Brannon for the night. The sun lit the forest floor up and most of what one could hear surrounding Kolvar was the sound of Brannon's hooves hitting the ground beneath them. Looking back on everything, Kolvar couldn't help but realize that he had already succeeded but maybe still had a little bit more to go. He enjoyed the nature most of all which wasn't a bad deal when it's where one lived. He sighed heavily not looking forward to going into the town that was known to kill elves if they were found. He shook it off and began to whistle a slow tune that was played for weddings in his old town. He wasn't sure as to why it was stuck in his head but it was. Whistling the tune from so long ago, he and Brannon ventured through the forest to make way into town. Who knows he might find a nice girl there to appease him. He stopped whistling and chuckled at the thought and continued whistling as the wind carried it away into the far off distance for who ever to hear.

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☾Female☾Lesbian☾22☾Human☾

☾Crush:N/A☾Tags:☾

(Not yet. She's still doing brothel work)

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※Female※Bisexual※23.5※Dragon※

※Crush:N/A※Tags:Dark※

Morsa looked around the Sanctuary waiting for someone to approach her to answer her questions when a young red dragon approached her making a sad attempt to flirt with her. She gave him what people would be known as "bedroom eyes" and giggled speaking up after his lament on how attractive she was. "Perhaps you've never heard of me but you definitely won't be able to forget me. The name is Morsa," She paused looking the dragon up and down with interest before continuing on "I've come here to acquire residence here at the Sanctuary again. What is your name? You seem delightful." She continued to eye the dragon waiting for his response.
(Icarus will show eventually. Just don't know what to do with him.)

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♠ Male ♠ Straight ♠ Smoke Ridgeback ♠ Regular ♠

♠ Crush~Rajani ♠ Tags~Rajani, Seraphina, Burkhardt ♠ Location~Wilderness♠

Cazram stared continuously at the girl in the chair, wondering what his next step was going to be. He had obviously entered into a terrible predicament, that much was for certain. Someone was after him, he could tell by the shadow that moved across the room, and he opened his wings slightly. Did he need to leave Rajani by herself? He was sure she could handle herself, but leaving her alone wasn't exactly what he wanted to do. But it wasn't like he was all that useful for her, he had no idea at all what was going on. Huffing at his daftness, he took in a deep breath and did the one thing he knew how to do - blow smoke, literally. He conjured the dark matter in his throat before he spread it into the broken window, hoping that would cause a distraction enough for the girl before he began to book it from the house, knowing that if he were a human he would be a bucket of sweat and a pile of flesh when it came to his usefulness. With little knowledge of what to do, it was best to keep his distance, and come back for her when it was all blown over.

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♠ Male ♠ Straight ♠ Smoke Ridgeback ♠ Regular ♠

♠ Crush~Rajani ♠ Tags~Rajani ♠ Location~Wilderness♠

Cazram continued on dragon foot away from the abode, his heart racing in his ears. Had he actually done anything to help her? He didn’t know if he should have stuck around, because as he looked back, he couldn’t see the house anymore. That was until a massive being emerged and flew above the trees in an instant, and his heart fell to his stomach. She escaped, she was okay. What were those others even doing to her, what had she endured? ...Did he want to even know? His curiosity peddled him to a stop as he lifted his head, scanning the leaves until he found Rajani’s color through the cracks. It wasn’t long before it vanished, but he had a feeling it was more of a shift than flying away. He couldn’t steer himself from the particular tree out of pure interest as he took steps across to it, his wings tucked in tightly to his sides as he approached. They hadn’t exchanged a single word, and he had no idea what to expect. Maybe he shouldn’t have intervened at all...maybe. He kept walking until he could hardly see her up in the branches, squinting to focus. She was rather high up, and he preferred not to fly to see if she was alright when he was so huge and, well, likely to completely pummel her if he even touched the poor wooden being. Besides, it was very hard to have a conversation when wind was blowing like a tornado at you. So he stayed below, until he heard a wretched sound, and stepped back just in time to have her contents spill before him. He couldn’t help but stare between her and the puddle - well, more like splatter. That was definitely not a sign of wellness. “H-Hello?” he called up, his tail waving gently back and forth among the trees around them. “You okay up there, or should I gather some herbs?” What herbs would even help such a thing? He paused. Did he even know what herbs looked like?

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♠ Male ♠ Straight ♠ Smoke Ridgeback ♠ Regular ♠

♠ Crush~Rajani ♠ Tags~Rajani ♠ Location~Wilderness♠

The flaring red dragon knew it was a bad idea to lie, considering she already seemed to figure out his lack of talent in the herbal or medicine department. Glancing to the floor of the forest, he thought out his reply until he heard the shifting of leaves, and looking quickly back to see that the girl was gone. Wow, that was a wonderful discussion; he was already chasing her off. He was even more shocked when she shifted once more into that delightfully feathery dragon form of hers, and watched her in a slight bit of a trance before it turned to absolute horror at her nosedive. He let out a crackled type of squawk as he leapt across the foliage to catch her fall, but was absolutely miserable at it. She was covered in small needles and leaves, and he wished to help her get it out of her feathers, yet he was almost 90% sure that she would wrap her tail around his thick neck and suffocate the life of him. Not the way he wanted to die, but then again, not the worst way either. He stepped forward as though to lightly ask her, just in case, but her gaze met his, and he swallowed harshly. That look in her eyes...he shut his mouth and kept silent at that stare. A contemplating look, one of slight despair. He was not used to the expression, yet he had not seen it uncommonly. A frown went over his jaw and he clenched his teeth together as she began to walk away. He couldn't let her soak in her own misery, not after a failed flight. The least he could do is offer his company, even if she wasn't the most fond of him it seemed, so far. He stepped over small rocks and maneuvered through the trees until he walked beside her, being aware to keep a healthy distance from her side so she would have her space to think. "I will tell the truth, I am no botanist by any means. You could show me a fruit and I would think it was a vegetable at first glance." He wanted to manage a smile, but thought that perhaps it was not the best choice, so he held it back best he could. "But, if I did know, I would likely concoct something to help any burns you got on  your wrists from those ropes...it did not look pleasant." Of course it didn't, fool. Stupid. "I am, however, glad you were able to free yourself from whoever they were...I-I apologize for my intrusion, while I'm mentioning it. I just wanted to help, though I realize now that you were probably okay on your own." He couldn't hold back his chuckle that he breathed out under his chin, ducking his head to keep it to himself as much as he could.

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♠ Male ♠ Straight ♠ Smoke Ridgeback ♠ Regular ♠

♠ Crush~Rajani ♠ Tags~Rajani ♠ Location~Wilderness♠

Cazram hoped to continue their talk, but the further they walked, the quicker he could see her deteriorating. Her feathers were not perked, her head was slightly lower than it was just moments before, and her chest was heaving at an unfamiliar rate. What the problem was, he was not certain of, but he immediately grew concerned. Not saying anything, he watched as she seemed to fight off something, her breaths coming out in big huffs of cloudy smoke. Why couldn't he have some useful power to help her out here? Like that botany? Wouldn't that be splendid, summoning plants from his tongue or something odd like that. He shook the idea out of his head, and kept a watchful eye on her condition, at least until she spat at him. On one claw, he was a little hurt by her words, but on the other, she did not seem well whatsoever. Not that he really knew what she was on a normal basis that well, but he figured that nobody acting like this would be in their right state of body. Swallowing any comments that would humiliate him, he nodded, pausing them in their walk and doing a sweep over her feathers once more just to be sure that she was not literally falling to pieces. He wouldn't know what that would look like either, but - Oh just shut up. You need to focus. He took in a deep breath and let it out before he nodded once more. "I can carry you back if you're a human. It's not the most comfortable, but if you hang on and use a foot to keep yourself balanced on one of my spines, you shouldn't have to worry. I'll get you back safely. Just tell me where to go." The spined dragon was not entirely confident on his wayfinding skills, but to help her, he'd try his best. After all, he was probably the only one she could depend on currently to get her feeling better. He just had to bite his tongue hard enough to draw blood, to keep from doing anything stupid that would make her feel worse. He knew if he was feeling that way, one little comment would send smoke billowing from his nostrils.