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they're my pups, but i'll share

macaroni



Ghoul

"Sore Loser"

Loner

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Bunni

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Critical Attack!The Ooze Participant
01-31-2024, 09:47 PM

The pups were here. He was just as much excited as he was nervous. Whenever he was feeling unsure of his emotions, he sought out his brother, Mac. To Ghoul, Mac was more than a brother. Mac was his best friend. There was no life without that goofy taxidermist, truly. And now that the pups were okay to be left alone with just himself for a moment so Cricket could get some air, Ghoul called for his brother. As quiet as he could, but still be heard, he peered out from the den Cricket had made in the willows to search for Mac.

"Mac! Come meet your nieces and nephew!" Ghoul calls out again, hoping his brother heard him. Pulling back in, he goes to curl up around the rustling potatoes as they begin to squeal and complain from the cold draft pulling in from underground.

Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.



Macabre

Loner

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Talia

Samhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipThe Ooze Participant
01-31-2024, 10:07 PM (This post was last modified: 01-31-2024, 10:08 PM by Macabre. Edited 1 time in total.)

A breeze rustled through the willows as Mac quietly searched for his next victim prey for his projects -- and why not have a snack at the same time, too? Licking his lips, the cow-spotted man crept through the foliage, expecting to capture a rather plump vole. He crept slowly towards it, a sickening grin creeping across his lips as he just..slowly..carefully..almost there..

The soft call of Ghoul's voice was just enough to scatter the vole - sparing it from Mac's relentless jaws in the meantime. His tail wagged softly as he realized..Ghoul was a dad now! He had all those wriggling weird babies to take care of now, and he was an uncle! Cheerfully, Macabre abandoned his hunt to lope towards the den Ghoul and Cricket called home, peeking inside. "You called, bro?" He asked, now seeing the tiny wiggling lumps through the light filtering into the den. Ah, it was just amazing how Cricket could poop out all those babies. Her stomach must've felt much better after all that. Nonetheless, seeing all his nieces and nephews was an indescribable feeling. Not that he felt emotions correctly on any wavelength, but truth be told, having a bigger family made him feel all the more closer to his brother. He and Cricket and Ghoul, and now all these little ones, were going to be the best family ever!

"Oh cool! Didja name them yet?" He inquired, glancing down at the tiny, squealing babies before grinning widely at Ghoul. His one glowing eye seem to shine just a little brighter now.

”Speech” ’Thought’



i’m evil to the core!—
what i shouldn’t do i will
they say i’m emotional—
what i want to save i’ll kill




Ghoul

"Sore Loser"

Loner

Master Hunter (305)

Master Fighter (440)

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Bunni

Dream WeaverSamhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipVengeanceUnderachieverDouble Master
OverachieverHow many times do I have to teach you a lesson?! By the skin of my teethOoh La La1KCritical Fail!
Critical Attack!The Ooze Participant
02-01-2024, 07:45 AM

It wouldn't take long for his brother to wiggle his way into the den. Bright eye and all, Ghoul gave his brother that brotherly smile reserved only for him. "Yeah, I figured you'd want to meet the little munchkins before they were big enough to bite you," Ghoul jokes, his tail wagging gently behind him as he lay protectively around the litter. If Mac wanted to come closer, he would be more than welcome to. He had no doubt that Mac would ever mean them any harm.

"Cricket did actually. So the two smallest are Hag, the white one, and Gourami, the green one," he lifts a paw to nudge the miniscule pups that he wasn't even sure would make it when they first arrived. "Then there's Molly, who is also white and Coho who is more pinkish," Ghoul moves on to the pale pup with flecked markings and then the pink speckled babe who is not quite the biggest. "And last, but not least, your pup!" He jokes, trying to make it sound like Mac had actually sired Muskie. After a few beats, he laughs and gives his head a shake. "I'm kidding. Her name is Muskie and I'm pretty sure she's going to be the thorn in our sides," another joke as he smiles and rests his paw over Muskie for a moment before giving Mac some space to look at them closely. "Can you tell there's a theme?" His brow lifts as he watches to see how Mac reacts.

Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.




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1. they're my pups, but i'll share Whistling Willows 09:47 PM, 01-31-2024 10:58 AM, 04-10-2024