1/19/2026, 5:33 AM
Skill - Blabbermouth 3/5
She pricked her ears intently, because he talked like someone who actually knew what he was talking about, and also, even if he didn't, he was fun to listen to. Her tail wagged, and, well, most of the rest of her, too.
Nice to meet you! Hmm... Pluto.She pursed her lips thoughtfully.
Ha-des.... Pluto, Hades. Pluto...Maybe she should flip a shell to decide. If she'd had a shell, anyway.
What about Plades, or Hay-to?A giggle.
She poked her nose over the little bird, nudging it with a friendly sniff,
Hello Mikrós!Bouncing back, she looked at Pluto-Hades again,
Can you really carry fire? That's so cool! Where I came from, it would burn down forests sometimes — but that was ok, it was meant to. A few seasons later, next spring, it would turn into a bright green wonderland with all sorts of new baby plants. Vale taught me that was a natural part of the world. But we never kept fire! Our fur kept us warm, or a deep mound of snow.She giggled again.
And fire always went out eventually, usually from rain. I didn't know they could be eternal! Are they alive, then? If they do what they want? But then how do they eat! What do they eat! Who put it here?
3-3-3 || IC ≠ OOC || Fiction ≠ Reality
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
