#tannon

A soft sigh came from his parted lips as he looked out over the vast rolling fields and onto the dim lights that lay just beyond the small forest. "Soon it will be time for me to return to that place..the place that holdsk so many memoriesk of the past. A place which no longer holdsk any love for me and what I do." He had been away from the North for so long and now he had to return to see her and that was something he wasn't quite ready for. "Ah how thingsk have changed, how I have changed." He mused to himself as he turned back to his hive. What should he bring? He would of course need to bring something that she would like, such as a freshly made dress or perhaps a few new necklaces or maybe even a few new horn cuffs. 'Would she even like the shiny gold?' He wondered to himself as he went through his belongings to see what he should pack away for the long trip North. He would have to make the trip on foot since he didn't trust the buggies to take him anywhere, they always had a bad habit of breaking down on him while he was in the middle of driving. "What a walk thisk will be. However it'sk not like I haven't made it before...." He grumbled softly to himself as he packed a few paint brushes as well as a few canvases. "For when I get bored, obviously." He pulled his long hair back out of his face and into a ponytail, his hair had grown past his hips and made it down to his shins which meant that he would need to trim it sooner than expected. He sighed once more in frustration as he looked at the letter that lay on the table, abandoned and unsent. He had meant to send it so many times before, but couldn't bring himself to send it. She had a family now, so what would she want with a lost purpleblood who has made a name for himself? He shook his head to clear the dark thoughts that seemed to pop up whenever he thought about the past. "Now isk not the time for that Tannon." He reprimanded himself as he set aside the small box that held other unsent letters and small treasures that he had found to show her when he had been a wriggler.

"All thingsk happen when they are needed to happen."

name moodboard - Tannon

I know he’s a painter x0D, he used to doodle things for Dom when she was what 7 or 8 sweeps?, when she wriggler sat him and rode on her shoulders x0D. And thanks I plan to not stepping outside unless I absolutely need to, everything is slowly closing down.

It was a typical night, Deet was down for a nap so she had some time choosing to step outside for some fresh air, when she did so she saw a folded up piece of paper on the hive step, her brow arched as she bent down to pick it up unfolding it. 

She fussed a little bit with Tannon’s hair smoothing the unruly curls a bit, or rather tried to, thinking she had tamed the curls until they sprung once again, earning a soft chuckle. “Oh so you enjoy drawling huh?”. She had to make a mental note to pick up a sketchbook for him.