#pinkpetaled

from pinkpetaled lol

“You— what..?” She was breathless. Exhausted. She was fighting someone who shared her likeness and had similar fighting styles. But for once, she didnt feel fear. It was just her, and him. She had no teammates to fear for. And… fucking hell, dont tell her that her cycle was beginning NOW of all times!

She took a breath. Oh god she felt lightheaded. Not the type of lightheadedness that makes you feel like you’re about to pass out. That kind of fuzzy feeling that made her feel excited. This was the worst time for it. But when your life revolved around looped deaths of you and your friends, when was the best time for your cycle to start?

Focus, amy. He asked you a question. She took a deep breath and gripped her hammer tightly. Maybe, if she kept her legs open… the scent could distract him..? She didnt know if he was like the rest of them. Atleast, in the animalistic department. Might aswell try.

from pinkpetaled because idk I think he would think Fleetway's teeth are weird

The golden hog had been confused when he was called down from his high horse(literally, flying up high.) down to the newbie. He purposefully hovered over him to make himself seem justtt abit taller than cherry. Even if it made him look stupid to hover over cherry.

@pinkpetaled slides this over to u

Tidbit had a knack for annoying the other executioners. He was small. Fast. He could pop invisible or teleport if they got physically mad. He was the type to ragebait and laugh while running away. But it seemed today his ragebait wouldnt go without punishment. It was a blur, really.

At one point, he was ragebaiting the ping executioner and having fun getting under his fur, snr then within a flash, it felt, he was suddenly pinned and being grinded against. It wasnt the type of punishment he expected. Usually the others would just squeeze him like a stress plushie or stomp on him like a bug. Not this.

…that wasn’t to say he didnt enjoy it, though. Unexpected, but welcomed. It was better than getting jostled like a toy. That same big stupid yet endearing grin on his face as he tried to bite back hedgehog-adjacent squeaks and huffs. He was being loud. It was hedgehog instinct. Females were usually VERY. VERY loud during courting. Damn this hedgehog vessel.