;oiled tears

" Pays to be something simple then and not… Well, what ever you are  ”

Simple as in human maybe. Or some where around it that didn’t have ads that didn’t bother you in life. Be wonderful if it were simple as that or even getting a chance that doesn’t back fire on you. 

"Yeah, yeah... I guess that's true."

Wirt scratched behind his bare neck, being gentle using his sharp claws. He'd love to become a normal human being again anyways, it was so much better than keeping this painful cryptid-like body.

"I see, I see."

" Huh… Seems annoying to have ”

He’s still wondering what the other was. Smell was off so it was so far guess work for the albino to guess what the other was. Little annoying, but at lest interesting to think about. 

"Well, that's because it is---!"

Imagine being this dorky kid trying to enter through a door with these large wooden antlers, taking him several minutes to figure out on how to pass without damaging his lean, thick branches. That's how annoying it is. He doesn't even want to mention anything more about it, but he had answers anyways.

" So… They real? ”

  He let out a small sigh, being asked the same question a few times during school and in public really dragged him down in terms of having gigantic branches sticking out of his skull, "They're real, yes."

1. As their spirit animal

2. In the clothes the mun is currently wearing

3. Covered in cats

4. On a sick day

4. Beaten up

5. Playing sports

6. Sleeping

7. As a zombie

8. Drawing the mun

9. At the workplace

10. At the beach

11. Cosplaying

what if like  a week later after the incident and their adventures in the unknown

Wirt rose an eyebrow, voice dropping low, "Another Wirt..?" Tch, he wouldn't believe this, there's only one of him existing and it's the one spending their time inside a murky forest being the sinister monster everybody feared, right? Unless, if she meant somebody else who had the name Wirt, then he'd be totally okay with this.

Until she mentioned a Greg in her short story.

He shook his head sorrowfully, "Yes, I haven't and sadly, my sibling hadn't either." Having a woodsman for a brother is painful in instinct, considering Greg chose to keep that role instead of Wirt. He couldn't stop thinking about how he could've prevented this and it's a constant thought, too. One he couldn't keep out of his mind.