#mcsesofhope

“They won’t let me in...” she mumbled to herself, a pout on her face as she stood outside the building. She glanced at the person entering, eyeing the envelope in their hand, before she approached. 

Questions About Creating Your OCs

9. Are they based off of you, in some way?

Kind of! Eri’s pretty much what I’d like to be in terms of optimism, HE’S AN OPTIMISTIC KID MOST OF THE TIME REGARDLESS OF WHAT HAPPENS- But I guess he also adopted a bit of my personality of fooling around with others with his friends?

19. What is your favorite fact about your OC?

How he’s actually evolved to how he is today!

Back into the forest she’s gone. All she’d have to do is fine the lake, right? That’s what she kept saying to herself as she followed along whatever sort of path she found in the Forest of Magic. She still was hardly sure of anything, though, as she’d really never spent any real time outside the village to begin with.

She was also quite sick of how dark the forest always seemed to be. Though she got a momentary break from this darkness when she saw the soft glows of fireflies ahead of her, as well as a somewhat familiar face. The bug youkai girl...She’d definitely seen her before, though they’ve never really met, exactly.

Amber was on patrol as per normal. Always doing her tasks as a knight, and always keeping an eye out in case there are those in need of assistance. Or those that need to be eliminated, or removed from the area if that are a danger to those towns folk.

She soon spots someone new, could they be a traveler? Could they be a danger to anyone around? She’ll just have to find out, as Amber soon glides herself over to where the other is.

“Halt! Stay right there!”

Amber said in a commanding tone. As if she sent out an order. Or a warning. To get their attention as she stands after landing, staring right at the other and keeping eye contact on them at all times.

⨳ — SEND 💖 TO HOLD MY MUSE’S HAND; - @mcsesofhope​​​ said: 💖 (from aria to chloe)

The sunset over the ocean was so beautiful, Chloe couldn’t help but keep admiring its view. She didn’t know why, but somehow it felt nostalgic. The girl eventually snapped out of her seemingly trance when Aria held her hand.

“Are you okay? You’re crying...”

Crying? Chloe reacted a bit confused by that statement, slowly moving her hand towards her cheek. To her surprise, Aria was right. A few tears were slowly falling from her eyes. It didn’t make much sense, she didn’t feel sadness at all.

The female turned her attention from the pond she was staring into. Blue eyes pulled from the rippling water to the other, in question. She could no longer feel the breeze that blew her hair and caused the tree to sway in its hold.