#fancytrolls

"i can see you and i don't like it"

The mun looks to be a really good writer though! if you’re looking for some good para rp, then maybe you should check out fancytrolls!

scuttles off

Mullin and Fenari are kismesises Dezina is Mullins matesprit who had corpse as a moirail corpse could easily become pale for Fenari as well once they meet tho but then Fenaris matesprit, Serene, is kismesises with Mullins abusive ex moirail/kismesis who is kismesises/kismates with both Mullins masters when he's in slavery and one of the masters is the chick that sewed Zafani's gills shut and Zafani is "owned" by Pechur and Pechur knows and hated serene and Fenari And Zafani is matesprits with a brownblood who's kismesis is Mullin and his ex kismates auspitice IT'S A WHOLE BIG SHIT CIRCLE

"I bought them on troll ebay. They were only a few boons!"  he flicked her cheek playfully before kissing it, voice laced with sarcasm.

You did it. You were finally out. You had escaped and you were happier than you'd been in a long while. But you had changed in the past sweep and a half, and wouldn't be the same for awhile, You walked in the lowblood town you were locked in, shaking and hugging yourself, terrified from each little glance. You wanted to find your mate or kismesis or someone to tell them you were okay.

Cold. That was all there was. Cold air, dark atmosphere. That's what death was. And he never wanted it to happen again. It had been three days, thirteen hours, thirteen minutes, and ten seconds since his death. Eleven. What was he going to tell her Twelve. How could he tell his wrigglers what happened during their birth? Thirteen. Too late. If not for instincts, the mutant would have found his mate first and cuddled the shit out of her. Instead he wrapped himself around the eggs in his nest, purring lowly and not seeming to acknowledge his mates entry. "Miss me?" he asked without looking up.