#odaeus

Journey Star Wars AU 4

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Prince Odaeus of [insert planet of choice] & Royal Protector Mes

Bonus:

((Part of my payment for art for le fantastic Yashy >u<

Another failed hunt. "I'm getting weaker..." she mumbled angrily.

 In the open desert, there weren't many places that provided cover for ambushing prey. This though, never troubled her as she was lightning-fast on her feet and brought them down easily with a quick jab in the neck, until now.

 Panting, she lifted her head and swerved it at the direction of the wild horses running off to the horizon. They galloped and looked back towards her as if they were mocking the once proud huntress of the desert. She rested her arms at her knees, licking her dry lips as she cursed for yet another lost lunch. This simply could not go forever, as for 3 consecutive hunts in a row, not one succeeded (Well, out of 4 hunts, one she did succeed, but it was an old animal and she wouldn't call it a successful hunt). If Yag was around, things would've been easier. He could simply hunt for her, or guide her through the rainforest, catching easier prey. If he was here. Before the coldest days of the past year started, her mate had already disappeared, leaving neither a trace nor a message behind.

  Who else could help her then? Aside from Yag, She knows of no one that could hunt. Well... Maybe they could.... Can they?

 Her stomach growled and she clutched her soft tummy. She rubbed the soft area that had grown in her abdomen, poking it gently and getting lost on thinking that whatever this tumor was, it was getting bigger and would make things harder for her.

 Hearing the shifting of the sands behind her, which had a unique sound that she knew that a figure was bearing weight down on it while walking, she turned her head and saw a white cloak shuffling among the sands. Why, it was none other than the one who gifted her favorite necklace. (Then again it was her only necklace)

 She gave off a small chirp and a wave of her arms, which he returned in greeting. She meekly ran towards the white cloak, walking in hurried yet dignified steps. Asking for help was out of her character, but in desperate times calls for a desperate Viczar, and if things get worse, she would definitely need help. Shyly, she approached Odaeus and tugged at his cloak. 

Rhythm Fever Flipper Flop Journey edition

Good friend person! I owe you most heartfelt apologies!

I sorry for inappropriate remark about sex appeal! I sorry for no giving candy (then eating candy!)! I sorry for losing us sand surfing championship title! Who knew dolphins viable contenders! Not I!

Have gift with deepest sorries!

2. A kiss on the cheek

With the approach of yet another Wayfarer, doing this ‘trick or treat’ activity that so many were participating in, Loa took the opportunity to step in before Danz could interfere and drive away any more potential acquaintances.

"Trick or Treat?" Odaeus quoted, mimicking those before him and holding out his sack of candy, hoping for it to be filled even more from such a large group of Journeyers. 

"We have none of this ‘candy’, but here-" The elegant alien stepped forward reaching a hand out to cup the side of his face gently before placing his lips to his opposing cheek, leaving a quick peck upon his skin. "It is very nice meeting you, stranger." She greeted with a pleasant smile. "You’re most welcome to approach us at any time."

[ | WHY ARE MY CHARACTERS SUCH SOCIAL FAILS OHMYGOD. 

Also, I’m sorry. I’m getting really lazy with drawing tonight. OTL.

I apologise for my characters, just FYI.