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Soulless Forest Altar



Tomie

Loner

Advanced Fighter (70)

Intermediate Healer (30)

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
30
player
Lolaf

Critical Dodge!Pride - LesbianSamhain 2022
10-23-2022, 02:19 PM

Tomie's short life had been subject to much upheaval already and it left her feeling rather lost if she wasn't moored to her mother, so she'd gotten quite used to trotting in Voodoo's shadow. The mists that rolled through the forest and warmed it a great source of curiosity for the young girl but she could tell her mother was on edge so kept her questions to herself, instead just wandering after her mother with wide eyes. Which was probably good anyways since her mouth was full of her own little offering. There were many wolves here and it took her some pushing through paws and legs to get herself up to the altar, blinking at the bat that squeaked at her that it'd help her place her little prize.

The girl nodded and eagerly moved to place her offering, it was the very first little bird she'd managed to catch all by herself, a songbird who'd not been nearly as alter on the ground as it should have been. She gently tucked the little bird corpse at the base of the statue, way too small to put it anywhere else.

"Tomie"

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NPC:

As the decoration is laid, the familiars move to begin their investigation. They pick through the pieces of the offering as carefully as possible as to not disturb the layout the wolf has chosen. Speaking amongst themselves in hushed whispers too soft for prying ears, the familiars are clearly discussing what their God might think of Tomie’s decoration.

It is a simple offering and the familiar’s response is simple in turn. The rats seem almost tearful at the sight of the small bird corpse, cradling it extra gently in their small paws as they work in a group of six to shift it to make room for the next. The crows have stopped their work entirely, flocking as an inky black murder upon the statue’s three heads. Twenty pairs of eyes glare down at you as you retreat, their bodies perfectly still aside from the occasional annoyed ruffling of their feathers. A large black cat steps forward to block your view, a prize in hand. She gives you a very apologetic look, pushing the gift up into your paw. She encourages you gently to move on at your own pace, something whizzes by your ear, and she shoots a dagger-like stares over her shoulder toward the offended murder.

You have received:
145 Gems & Half Word-Count Seasonal Pass

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Staff: note when claimed
Updated 04/30/23: Still on indefinite scarcity, please do not remind me of threads I am behind on right now.