#firering bittybones

*A small amount of rain is not harmful to FireRings though it can be draining for them to be in the rain or extreme cold for too long. FireRings use their fire magic to keep their flames from being extinguished in light rain and to keep them warm in extreme cold, and if they burn too much magic they can become ill or even dust.

*Heavy rain and full submersion can extinguish a FireRings flames very quickly, especially submersion which deprives the flames from oxygen. A submerged FireRing must be removed from the water immediately, dried off, and gently fed small amounts of organic material or monster candies to rekindle his magic or he will dust.

*If only the FireRings snake tail is submerged, he will be fine. FireRings bathe their tail portions regularly to stay neat and clean. A shallow dish of water should always be used for FireRing baths to prevent risk of submersion.

*Yes! Please do! We always welcome visitors at the shop. The lamias love spending time with people while they wait to be adopted, and honestly, who doesn’t want cuddles and relaxation after a stressful time (or during a stressful time... or even before a stressful time)?

*Vex escorts you to a quiet corner of the meet and greet room where you are able to sink into a comfy beanbag chair. She tells you that she will send in some lamias shortly. She plans to give you the trifecta: Honey Bos, Cornies, and FireRings.

*The Honey Bos come in first, setting up some relaxing music for you. They stick around, asking you about yourself and the finals. They listen to you speak, nodding occasionally to show that they are listening without risking interrupting you.

*Next the FireRings arrive. They slither up into the beanbag chair with you and emit a soothing warmth. The music combined with the rhythmic dancing of their flames and heat from their bodies creates a drowsy atmosphere. Some of the Honey Bos are nodding off already! You eyelids get heavy, and you blink, resisting the urge to nap.

*That’s when the Cornies arrive. You don’t see them come in. One minute they aren’t there and the next, they are. They’ve even brought a soft blanket and pillow for you! With a blanket of fabric and another of snuggly lamias, you doze in the shop letting the music wash over you.

(I’m assuming this is an adoption request. Unfortunately, I have too many asks to do an actual roleplay)

*You wander through the adoption center with your headphones on, looking for a quiet spot to sit down, calm down, and figure out where, exactly, you are. There are signs everywhere, but even that is a bit overwhelming in your anxious state. A large bird skeleton waves to you, seeing your panic, and guides you into a quiet room off of the nursery. You lift just one side of the headphones to check the noise level. Ah, much better. You ask the skeleton where you are. He introduces himself as Edgar and explains that you are in a bitty adoption center.

*Bitty adoption? You’d never considered that before. In fact, you weren’t sure about considering it now. What if the bitties were loud? You tell Edgar all of this. He gives you a knowing smile and invites you stay in this quiet room (a nursery room, according to Edgar) for as long as you’d like. As you’re sitting there, enjoying the relative silence, the door opens slowly. Curious, you watch two little snake bitties (one skeleton, one fire-type) slither through the door. You’re a bit nervous. What if they start making a lot of noise? You quickly warn them about your sensory processing disorder. They nod and say nothing.

*One of the lamias (as they are called), holds up a white board with the word “Mute” written on it with a smiley face. He points at himself. He erases the board and writes a new word on it next to the smiley face: “Quiet.” He points to his friend who has black and stripes on the snake part of his body. The quiet bitty asks softly if it’s ok for them to be here. You think about it, then tell them it’s fine. They are pretty quiet. The two lamias climb into your lap, allowing you to pet them. They purr every so softly, more a vibration in their bodies than a sound. The fire lamia is pleasantly warm.

(Artwork by redkammy)