#drummer wolf

Soooo I was feeling Shippy and made a thing 

One shot of Amanda doing Martin’s hair because I needed it to be a thing and now it is.

“Quit fidgeting. You’ll mess it up.” Amanda giggled as Martin let out a rather unpleased grunt and sat up a little straighter. Amanda had her fingers twisted in his hair trying to comb out the residue of magic snail witch water from his hair as he sat on the forest floor with his legs crossed, arms at his sides for support.

“Now remind me again exactly why I let you talk me into this, Drummer?” He half smirked looking over to Cross who was trying to out run Vogel in some confusing game of tag they’d invented where there seemed to be no rules.

“Because your hair would look like a rats nest if I didn’t and the grunge look is totally ten years ago.” She teased while nimbly she tied the first section of his light locks up with twine she’d found around the camp.

Martin chuckled back and she could practically feel the roll of his eyes even if she was standing behind him. “Really, the girl in Robin Hood dress-up is gonna gim’me fashion advice?” He continued to tease her as he turned ruffling a hand through what hair she hadn’t tied back yet. He wrapped an arm around her middle pulling her in for a hug causing her to let out another soft laugh. It wasn’t long before the rest of the Rowdy 3 was joining in. “Gotta say it’s nice to get a make over! These snacks look really pretty.” Vogel chimed in while a hand reached up to pluck one of his flowers. The flower was headed right for his mouth before Gripps plucked it from his hand and shook his head ‘no’.

Since you want one, but I can’t tell you I make them or you’ll do that thing. Anyways: Orange, purple, green, and red. Sleep through the night, with the soft song of your future hawk to guide. The silent sleeping power, an inspiration for that masterpiece toast you mentioned. Hardcore hating on my Trench and my Owl but, whatever. I expect Apollo’s children to fight you all subconsciously want his…

You’re heading down the wrong road. And the cat tried to beat you up a bit today, I saw it but I didn’t stop it. Grave concern for my favourite wolf, but I can never get close enough to make it better. Not for you, not for anyone. I can apply the gold to the cracks in your heart, but you won’t let me. We like you. But you never saw the split. Maybe you did. Most people see it and never know. They…