#and his companion was a snow leopard

[lozeyart]

Recently was struck with the urge to go back to my very first "human" character that I created back in 2011 and redraw/redesign him.

his name is Scael, and I would draw him CONSTANTLY. I remember his whole backstory and world I created for him fondly. I worked on him and his story and surrounding characters from 2011-2013 but shifted my focus to other projects after that. The last time I drew him was 4 years ago, in 2019, and it was just a redraw of a 2011 piece.

First picture was my very first drawing I did of him (before then I was only drawing Warrior Cats fanart and cat ocs). What a leap from drawing cats to people!

Miss this guy, I might actually try and do something with him down the road, but we'll see!

[yandere-daydreams]

tw - non/con, manipulation, mentions of breeding, and unbalanced power dynamics.

Snow Leopard!Satoru, who's ecstatic the day his owner, Suguru, brings you home. He's the pinnacle of a spoiled pet, constantly showered in toys and treats and affection, but his owner's a busy man, and he tends to sulk when left home alone. He's had other companions before, another leopard hybrid who nearly killed him before being released back into the wild and a black panther who somehow proved to be a worse influence on Satoru than Satoru was on her, but you're supposed to be more permanent solution, another hosuepet to keep him company when Suguru can't. You're a sweet little housecat, all wide-eyes and raised ears, but still, Suguru wouldn't be surprised if you're begging to go back to the shelter less than an hour after meeting your new roommate.

Snow Leopard!Satoru, who falls in love with you immediately. Suguru practically has to keep him in a chokehold while you explore your new home, eventually curling up on your new bed. Satoru's on top of you as soon as he gets loose, purring obnoxiously while he runs his bristled tongue over your cheek. Suguru's half-convinced that your first day's going to end with bloody claws and bandages, but you only nuzzle into his chest and knead at the blankets underneath you. Satoru's a difficult cat to put up with, and Suguru's relieved that you, at least, find him tolerable.

Snow Leopard!Satoru, who's absolutely massive compared to you. The tips of your pointed ears barely reach his collarbones, and your wrist is only as thick as his fluffy tail. His favorite hobby quickly becomes carrying you from room to room despite your softly mewled protests, and he's not happy unless he's pressed against you as closely as possible. He used to force himself into Suguru's lap whenever possible, but now, he's unbearable unless you're sitting pretty in his. He doesn't even complain when you lose your temper and dig your little fangs (barely half the size of his - a poor imitation of a real predator's) into his arm, just grinning as he tugs at your ears and pinches your cheeks. He's not exactly a wild animal, but he's still at the top of his food chain. You're not quite a mouse, but you might as well be, compared to him.

Snow Leopard!Satoru, who's calling you his mate after less than a full month. You don't know what it means, often parroting it back as more of a question than a term of endearment, and Suguru just brushes it off as Satoru being deliberately irritating. He keeps it up, though. even after you start refusing to respond to it.

Snow Leopard!Satoru, who starts introducing you to new "games". You know you don't stand a chance against him, but somehow, he always manages to goad you into roughhousing, into squirming as he pins you under his full weight. He likes to dangle things above your head, to see how long it takes your instincts to get the best of you before your chest is pressed against his and you're pouting so adorably as you jump and bat at his hand. Sometimes, when you fall asleep mid-grooming session, he'll let his mouth wander lower than it should, and you'll wake up to his tongue lapping over your chest, his face buried between your thighs in a way that leaves you teary-eyed and warm. You've tried to tell Suguru, but you always get embarrassed and end up mumbling something as vague as 'Satoru's being mean to me, again.' In the end, Satoru only ever gets a slap on the wrist and a new reason to tease you, next time Suguru turns his back.

Snow Leopard!Satoru, who fucks you whenever Suguru isn't home. He planned on waiting for your first heat (delayed by your shelter suppressants and the stress of a new home), and he knows he's not supposed to, but he just can't get enough of having your smaller body curled up underneath his, your tail thrashing from side to side as he lazily rolls his hips against yours. You tend to whine, at first, to go on and on about how weird it feels and how much it hurts, but as soon he gets his cock inside of you, all those complaints tend to go away. It's almost funny, how easily your stupid little kitty mind gets all hazy and cockdrunk. He always loves you, but he loves you most when you're drooling and purring for his cum, begging him to breed you properly between hitched moans.

Snow Leopard!Satoru, who's not even mad when Suguru catches him bouncing your half-conscious, fucked-out body on his cock. He wants to be the best possible mate for you, and he couldn't do that if he wasn't willing to show you off <3

[taki-yaki]

What if after observing Astarion for a while Tav treats him like she would a cat: Giving him plenty of space, giving him time to approach her instead of approaching him, etc. This would make sense if Tav is a ranger, or any class who’s familiar with animals.

Bonus if Tav is accompanied by a big cat since Astarion is a Drizzt Do'Urden fanboy (or at least his VA is 😂)

This reminds me of Neil mentioning how he based Astarion on a stray cat he befriended, but I do like the idea that he does manifest some cat-like traits without realising due to his vampirism.

Astarion’s Cat-like qualities

As a beastmaster ranger, you’re familiar when it comes to the behaviour of various animals, particularly those of the large cat variety. 

Your pet familiar is a snow leopard, which you rescued when it was a cub from the fierce blizzards ravaging the snowy wastelands of Icewind Dale.

When raising the cub, you’d eventually get used to the habits they display being sometimes similar to that of a household cat, from them sleeping in high places to bringing you gifts every day of creatures it hunted as it’s way of thanks.

When you meet Astarion, you quickly pick up on his similarities with your feline companion. You were never sure whether it was from his mannerisms or his vampirism, but you attempted to get close to him by using similar techniques with stray cats.

During your evenings at camp, you sit by the campfire, wearing a loose collar shirt with your panther companion lying down next to you asleep, trying to look uninterested in Astarion, all whilst glancing up to make brief eye contact with him before averting your eyes from him. 

This goes on for a few nights, with him gradually approaching you, inch by inch, till he finally caves and sits next to you feeding off your free arm nearly every night from then on. 

Shortly after he’s sipped your blood, he gets a rapid burst of energy, pupils expanding to that of cat slits, before quickly bolting upright and watching him leave to go burn off his energy in the forest.

Some nights, in the privacy of his tent, he’d rest his head upon your lap, soon wrapping the weight of his body upon you, if you attempted to shift him off he would groan muttering under his breath “No, don’t leave you’re warm”, leaving you stuck to the ground for the rest of the night. Sometimes, you swear you’d hear him making a strange vampiric purring when he was in a trance.

After a while, he starts to bring you gifts in exchange for the blood you’ve offered him, mainly drained animals he’s hunted, such as the boar, stating how you can reuse the parts as food supplies.

When chatting with others, he attempts to interrupt any conversations to get your attention, by silently stepping in between the two of you and staring at the other person, subtly hooking his arm around you, all whilst maintaining eye contact with them until they either stop or leave.

One night, however, whilst watching you sleep, you notice his eyes slowly blink at you, staring at you softly whilst you rest. However, upon questioning if he was worried about you, he’d deny stating “I was just making sure that you were fine, especially after that fight at the creche, who knows what they could have done to you” before shifting his gaze away from you, trying to avoid repeating the reaction.

Later into the night, you tell him how much he reminds you of your pet snow leopard, stating how the two of you are quite similar. “Oh, is it because of my sharp fangs? Or my keen senes?, either way, I can see how flattered you are-”. You quickly cut him off abruptly, stating “No, it’s because you purr like a cat, it’s cute”. Flustered by the statement, he attempts to rebuttal “I- I don’t do such a thing, don’t compare me to some fur ball”. Swiftly turning his head away from you with a light blush forming on the tips of his ears.

[ryescapades]

— hybrid au (no kaiju), snow leopard!narumi gen x gn!reader cw: none, just fluff! a/n: to those in my taglist, lmk if you're not into this .. just in case i ever decide to make a pt2. and to lera, tq for brainrotting w me :3

snow leopard!narumi who had somehow ended up at your doorstep on one rainy and stormy night. sopping wet from head to toe, his floppy black and white ears droops slightly as rainwater drips everywhere from his body.

snow leopard!narumi whom you had dotingly taken care of; getting him warmly bathed, freshly clothed and well-fed in the safety of your home, he then gives you his thanks in the form of a begrudging, albeit embarrassed grunt.

and when you register the adorable sight of his twitching ears, lowered tail and blushed cheeks in your mind, you'd decided then and there that you just had to take him in.

snow leopard!narumi who, since then, has been living with you as your new housemate (he refused to be called your... 'companion', like some domesticated animal or something). your home is more occupied now than ever, with game controls, electronic devices and figurines teeming on most of your shelves.

snow leopard!narumi who just loves to take up your time and personal space, much like how an actual house cat would. you'd be in your room, scrolling through your phone out of boredom when he appears, standing ramrod straight in the doorway (literally the manstanding emoji) with an indecipherable look on his face.

snow leopard!narumi who glares (and unconsciously pouts) at you when you throw him a brief glance before going back to what you were doing previously. he hates having to ask for your attention, no matter how desperate he is for it.

snow leopard!narumi who grumbles out that huffy "oi." at you, causing you to giggle. "what? you need anything?" you ask, smiling oh so innocently at him. you take note of the way his fluffy spotted tail swishes from side to side agitatedly, his ears reclining to the back and going into that notorious 'airplane mode' felines usually have.

"you gotta tell me what you want, gen. i'm not a mind reader," you point out with a cheeky glint in your eyes. in the end, he relents anyway, body comically slouching in defeat. "play games with me, dammit," he'd mutter under his breath, and with no intention of ever denying your adorable, grumpy overgrown cat, you yield to his demand (though the teasing you send him never ceases either).

snow leopard!narumi who can detect whenever you're having a particularly bad and exhausting day at work with just a single glimpse. he silently watches with a frown as you trudge your way to the bedroom to wash up, the vertical slits of his feline eyes narrowing in rapt attention. his console now forgotten, he doesn't even bother pausing nor saving the game before he puts the device aside with a new motive in mind.

snow leopard!narumi who sneaks into your room later that night, knowing you're still not asleep yet. he could see you there lying in the bed, staring up at the ceiling absently as your arms splay wide in a starfish position.

with a slow swish of his tail, he invites himself into your bed, straight away plopping his body onto yours. you choke slightly, the air rushing out of your lungs at the sudden weight. "hey!" you chastise, which he pays no mind to.

he buries his face in your chest, occasionally nuzzling at the space between your neck and shoulder. you would've let him stay there, if not for the sudden warm, textured and wet sensation on your neck. you gasp when you realize what it is.

"gen! what are you—" cupping his jaw to pull him away, your eyes blink a few times when his face greets you. the heavily-lidded magenta hues of his eyes are dauntingly striking under the dim light, but the tongue poking out between his lips nearly made you laugh. though you don't get the chance as he lets out a soft growl, urging you to stay still and just... let him do what it is he's trying to do.

snow leopard!narumi who then continues to lick all over your neck, nose scrunching cutely from time to time as he nips at your skin with his fangs like how a cat would wash another. like how cats groom each other to communicate, to show affection.

snow leopard!narumi who basks in your touch all the while, closing his eyes in contentment as you run your fingers through his hair, scratching behind his ears and rubbing at his nape. his tail wanders aimlessly at your leg, lightly and airily brushing on your skin like silken wool. you wonder if he realizes the way it settles to curl protectively, almost possessively around your ankle.

snow leopard!narumi whose chest rumbles and vibrates in a soothing rhythm against yours, ridding all the thoughts and worries that have perturbed you that day.

ah, you realize. he's purring on you.

you've taken such a good care of him ever since he first set foot into your home (that has now become his too), so it's only right he does the same, no?

cats when they go :p or just straight up 👁️👅👁️ when they're mid-licking like oh god my stupid baby you're so cute and for what

ps big cats don't actually purr but for the sake of my own sanity, i'm still making narumi purr idc

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[boundinparchment]

Con Clavi - II

You serve the church of the Tsaritsa, under Father Pantalone. Faith is a gift you received long ago but a certain heretical Harbinger is determined to push those boundaries. Il Dottore/Female Reader. Eventual Pantalone/Female Reader. Reader is a Canoness/Nun. Story is rated Explicit. Minors DNI. Religious symbolism, corruption, many many liberties, eventual smut. Dead Dove applies. Available on AO3 here.

Several weeks passed until the next time the Doctor stepped foot in the church.  A blessing you wished lasted for an eternity, for you had only just moved onto other topics of reflections that morning.  

Doubt was a familiar companion.  You knew its phrases, its steps, every logical pattern it wove against the teachings of the Tsaritsa.  Free will was a common argument made against faith, that humans were creatures with such high cognition that they could do as they saw fit and did not wear the yolk of the divine.  The reins of history were held in the hands of mankind, they liked to say.

But if that was the case, why did allogenes exist and were deemed to be blessed?  And why did their opposition come in the form of old god remains that took several teams to uncover, all of whom died in service, as though being punished for their sins?  

The Heavenly Principles were Her tools to wield and interpret as she saw fit.  If She wanted to hold Celestia close and sacrifice Her people, would that not be for a greater good?

Delusions were open secrets, like the indulgences Father Pantalone collected to reduce one’s punishments for forgiveness.  Those who wielded Delusions were the true soldiers of the Tsaritsa’s Will.

And your faith powered them.

The mechanics of it were, of course, lost to only those deep within the Tsaritsa’s inner circle, if even then.  

Considering the Doctor was the Second among them, he would understand the precise machinations and therefore his questions to you were nothing but pure curiosity.  Some said he hungered for knowledge in the same way a glutton hungered for food despite being full, arrogant to the point of insanity.  To have his attention was to have a rabid dog on your heels until you were caught, chewed, and spit back out.

Perhaps less like a dog and more like a snow leopard, you amended, when you looked up from your pupils and caught his tall figure in the doorway of the church library.  His steps were methodical, slow and calculated, the perfect pace and weight to ensure you heard him even if one did not look up from their studies.

Everyone else was out in service to the public or attending to their duties; the library was often empty for you to teach.  A Harbinger stalking through with no one else around was unexpected, alarming even.  Your heart hammered in your chest as though you were nothing more than a rabbit caught out of its den.

If Dottore was here, your students should not be, you assessed.  The last thing you needed was another student considering more blasphemous trains of thought after Father Pantalone’s intervention resulted in a speedy wedding last weekend.  Morale was low among your remaining students and if they were hesitant before, they were a little more distrustful now, understandably so.

Your skin crawled, icy patches fleeting over your cheeks and shoulders as they had against your shoulder blades that morning so long ago.  You once imagined the Tsaritsa’s gaze might feel that way, before you understood the warmth true faith provided.

You summarized your point and then said, “For next week, read through the letters thoroughly and provide an analysis from both perspectives.  Would you consider one more correct than the other?  Are there other examples we’ve discussed that provide further evidence or align with either one?  We’ll discuss your outlines in two days.”

Your tone indicated dismissal and you busied yourself with goodbyes, each of your students bowing low when they realized the other presence in the room as they left.

“You rushed your lesson,” the Harbinger said, not bothering with a greeting.  “Do you fear I intended to undermine you?”

“Hardly.  They simply need their focus on their studies; they can gossip when they’re out of my tutelage.   It would be an affront for me to assume you even wish to be in the presence of those undergoing non-secular education.”

Dottore chuckled as he pulled his shoulders back and stepped forward into the tucked away space between bookshelves, arms behind him.  The icy sensation finally ceased when his head turned to look around you, above you, where a stained glass image of a divine act sat.  

“You would do well in the Akademiya, Sister.  Your talent is wasted in these halls.”

His tone was sharp, a well-honed knife.  Sneznhaya had its own schools and universities thanks to the man before you, and few ever left to attend Sumeru’s hallowed halls unless it was deemed necessary.  After all, the nation was several centuries ahead of most of the Seven; why bother attending classes in a nation that had yet to master flight?

“What can I assist you with, Lord Harbinger?” you asked, tidying up the table.

“I simply wished to return a book to the good Father, but he appears to be out for the day.  Something about washing heads or kissing feet or some such nonsense.  I did not care for the explanation offered but dared not leave the material with Pantalone’s chamberlain.  If I must waste my time, I might as well have a look around.”

He rounded the corner of the table and came closer.  He was still a respectable distance away, only just, but if you shot out an arm, you could reach him with ease.  From here, you could smell lingering antiseptic and sweet mint.  Dottore picked up an errant book you still had on the table and read the spine, the slightest scoff passing his lips.

“Heloise and Abelard of Fontaine.  Fitting, for your perspective, Canonness.  Do you relate to their plight?”

He returned his covered gaze to you and tilted his head, an inquisitive raven like the ones you fed every morning.

Trying to get a reaction, you assumed.  You did not have the patience for games today.  Your faith was frayed enough and only beginning to cast light onto the shadowy doubts that plagued you as of late.

“Many do, my lord.  I find their philosophical differences to be a good vehicle for other discussions but I need not justify myself to one with a different…perspective on the world.”

The corner of his lip twitched and for a moment, you saw your entire existence flash before your eyes.  Lashing out with one’s tongue against one of the Tsaritsa’s finest, against one of her triumvirate?  Tantamount to cardinal sin.  Punishable by both revocation of divine rites and legal action if the injured party was insulted enough.

But instead, Dottore only laughed, shoulders shaking as if you’d told a joke at a cocktail party.  You felt his breath on your cheek as he reached over to put the book back into your neat pile, the cover facing you.  

“No, I suppose you do not.”

He turned his head and the heat was brief but unmistakable.  You knew the sensation but hadn’t felt it in more than a decade.  The last one you ever received had been hesitant, apologetic; this was soft, indulgent, exploratory.  A spark passed from his lips to yours and made your chest ache for more.

Your hand shot up and connected with his bare cheek.  The crack of your palm on his skin echoed through the library and bounced off the stone walls, a secret only shared with the books within its confines.  His head followed the impact, turning away and breaking the kiss.

Lord Dottore didn’t pull away immediately and you saw a wide, sharp-toothed smile accompany his angry cheek.  His skin was already red, the shape of your hand glowing right where you made contact.  You could barely breathe when his gaze settled on your (or so it felt).  His bow was nothing short of a mockery, hand over his heart as though he believed in the cause he supported.

“Thank you, Sister.  You’ve been most helpful.”

The words were spoken as if you’d delivered a speech most insightful and you ignored your burning lips as you genuflected a farewell.

Your heart hammered in your chest long after the door to the library slammed shut and then it stopped, just once, at the notion of being alone .  

How you wished you could carve it out of your body with nothing but the nearby pen.

[bracketsoffear]

Hunt: The Most Dangerous Game (Richard Connell) "Big-game hunter Sanger Rainsford and his friend Whitney are traveling by ship to the Amazon rainforest for a jaguar hunt. Rainsford falls overboard while investigating the sound of gunshots in the distance and swims to Ship-Trap Island, where he finds General Zaroff and his manservant Ivan. Zaroff, another big-game hunter, knows of Rainsford from his published account of hunting snow leopards in Tibet.

Over dinner, he explains that although he has been hunting animals since he was a boy, he has decided that killing big game has become boring for him. After escaping the Russian Revolution, he purchased Ship-Trap and rigged the island with lights to lure passing ships into the jagged rocks that surround it. He takes the survivors captive and hunts them for sport, giving himself handicaps to increase the challenge. Any captives who can elude Zaroff, Ivan, and a pack of hunting dogs for three days are set free; to date, though, Zaroff has never lost a hunt. Rainsford denounces the hunt as barbarism, but Zaroff replies by claiming that ‘life is for the strong.’ Zaroff is enthused to have another world-class hunter as a companion and offers to take Rainsford along with him on his next hunt. When Rainsford staunchly refuses and demands to leave the island, Zaroff decides to hunt him instead.

Rainsford uses traps and cleverness to outmaneuver Zaroff, killing Ivan and one of the dogs before jumping into the sea. Disappointed at Rainsford's apparent suicide, Zaroff returns home, but finds Rainsford waiting for him, having swum around the island to evade the dogs and sneak into the chateau. Zaroff offers congratulations for defeating him, but Rainsford prepares to fight him, saying that the hunt is not yet over. A delighted Zaroff responds that the loser will be fed to his dogs, while the winner will sleep in his bed. The story abruptly concludes later that night by stating that Rainsford enjoyed the comfort of the bed, implying that he killed Zaroff in the fight."

Desolation: I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream (Harlan Ellison) "For the past 109 years, sadistic supercomputer AM has been torturing the last five humans on Earth in the depths of his complex. It is brilliantly intelligent and wields unimaginable power, but because from its very core it was designed as a tool for war and destruction, it is unable to use its enormous potential for anything constructive. AM is painfully aware of this, and it is an endless source of frustration, self-loathing and hatred towards humans for making him this way; he outright states that his utterly ballistic hatred for all human life is what allowed him to thrive in tormenting the protagonists for over a century, and the only thing he seems to enjoy is torture. All of AM's games are unwinnable by design, either because he's ensured that the scenario is tailored to the player's fatal flaw, or because he's given them almost nothing to work with. It lets them travel for thousands of miles to get to the ice caverns to obtain cans of food because AM keeps them at starvation point and only feeds them disgusting food…and it turns out there really are cans, but nothing to open them with, and the whole thing was just to fuck with them. After Ted kills the other humans, he becomes the sole target of AM’s torture; he is turned into an amorphous creature unable to harm itself, without a mouth, and has his perception of time continuously accelerated and decelerated, with his only hope for escape being when AM finally stops functioning, potentially thousands of years later."

[starlitskvaderart]

In Sonic RP, Ilya's a wanted criminal due to constantly getting into Eggman's systems to steal plans, steal money, and mess with schematics just to annoy him (converting meters to inches or centimeters to feet and leaving the markers unchanged, moving connection points slightly to the left, etc), and his appearance is known because his uncle works for Eggman and had Ilya with him on base before he was busted out by Resistance members.

But the catch is... they're looking for a boy with red markings.

And so, with the help of his new best friend Meredith, when Ilya wants to go out in public in the Empire-occupied area they live in, a wig and some furscara transform him into Ametist. No one's looking twice at a girl with purple markings!

(this works despite the scars and Ilya making no effort to diminish his accent because a) 90% of Eggman's workforce is comprised of complete dunderheads and b) very few are really going to connect this kid they met in passing with the Wanted Cybercriminal. Sage would probably figure him out on sight, but... despite their frenemy dynamic they've never met face to face and it's up in the air whether she'd tattle anyway....)

Meredith belongs to @omnicenos! Also it occured to me that, while Ilya's a snow leopard, their dynamic is not unlike when zoos give cheetahs dog companions to make them less neurotic.

[outofangband]

Mammals of the March of Maedhros

Fish, Birds, Flowers

Flora, fauna, geography and environment Masterlist

Other world building in the Himring tag!

The March of Maedhros was a cold realm in Northeastern Beleriand. It was located slightly Southeast of Dorthonion and south of the planes and meadowlands of Lothlann and Ard Galen. The March was a cold region with taiga forested hills and icy waters, including the sources of several rivers, namely Celon and Little Gelion which were located in the other Hills around Himring. 

 The March falls between the cold mountains on the Southern and Eastern borders of Dorthonion and the mountainous regions of the Gap and Thargelion on its own Eastern border.

Like my other posts of this kind I will include more world building notes at the end (relationship between people/elves and the fauna, symbology or significance of certain species in local cultures, etc), otherwise this would just be a long list of species. Please always feel free to ask more about this, it’s one of my favorite topics 

Taiga and tundra: musk deer: reindeer, red squirrel, tundra wolf, altai mole, brown bear, snow vole, taiga shrew

Other forest: forest dormouse, northern birch mouse, pine marten, sable, common shrew, northern pika, moose, lynx

Hills and alpine meadow: grey marmot, forest steppe marmot, long tailed ground squirrel, wild horse, beech marten, northern badger

Northern reaches: snow leopard, wild yak, snow sheep

Throughout: red fox, brown hare, Eastern roe deer, field mouse

World building notes:

-As it’s probably obvious by the art in my background, the idea of snow leopards in the March is very important to me! Some of the most skilled among Maedhros’s captains hunted and scouted along side them and their image came to represent the ruthless, efficient and precise nature of his fighters in art and heraldry 

-I also believe that they were wild otters in the rivers specifically northern Celon,the colder one, rather unique to the region. These were far larger than common otters and well adapted to the cold. 

-Horses were brought in large numbers, including the descendants of Valinor horses. In the March they are bred for endurance, and ability to withstand the cold and train to respond to almost entirely non-verbal commands, especially by some sections of the scouts who ride them

-I always imagine a location or locations similar to Lake Baikal in Siberia, which is home the world’s only completely freshwater seal as well as cnidarian species that are not found anywhere else in the world. The seals in thr near frozen lake are abundant but are rarely slain. They are near inedible though their fat is highly useful for oils and their skins are occasionally used as well. The lake is located north of Himring and was originally the result of geologic activity in the Ered Engrin.

-Reindeer are kept by some of the Noldor and their allies in the more remote regions of the march. Their fur, skin, meat, and milk are all used.

-Pine martens and sables are dear to the Avarin groups of northeast Beleriand, some members even taking them as companions or scouts. They represent will and joy in stories and art

-I like to imagine smaller species of mammoths or woolly rhinos trek through the March on their search for fresh grass and vegetation. 

As always please feel free to ask more, I really love world building and I always feel these posts are incomplete

[princehatterene]

ok i'm thinking about my octo ocs and how they would interact with the octopath 1 and 2 groups. i physically cannot shut up about them i'm sO SORRY—

the merchants: orietta is definitely more jaded than tressa and partitio, and is their self-proclaimed mentor in the ways of life and of the trade. the other two definitely don’t agree with ori’s methods, but appreciate her reverence for her community and dedication to the less fortunate. ori is disappointed tressa isn’t a girly-girl like her and that she does not take kindly to being treated like a dress-up doll.

the scholars: at first, camil is anxious to open up about her run-in with dark magic to her fellow scholars. but if anything they’re fascinated by the way she was able to break that terrible spell. osvald kinda reminds camil of her own father (without the whole “framed for murder” thing). cyrus picks her brain about similarities between spirepeak academy and his own university, wondering if visiting would be a worthwhile experience for him.

the apothecaries: since alfyn and castti are a lot more experienced apothecaries than tybalt is, he asks a Lot of questions. questions that they’re both more than willing to answer, of course! tybalt and alfyn become drinking buddies while castti keeps them out of trouble. tybalt is also told to give the others a glowing review of the arcas adventurer’s guild; they’re always looking for new members!

the dancers: honestly the other dancers think oliver is just adorable, and all the attention gets overwhelming for him. he probably cries the first time primrose opens up about her journey, and he’s very inspired by agnea’s positivity. he invites them both to valleycross’s famous flower festival, where agnea has a great time as expected, but primrose seems a little harder to please (she also has a great time).

the warriors: there’s of course a lot of recounting battle stories over drinks with them, but also a lot of (slightly drunken) philosophical conversations. penelope felt awkward at first because she has absolutely no connection to royalty the way a former royal knight or actual king do, but drops it very quickly when told they don’t care for titles or formalities between friends.

the hunters: h’aanit, ochette, and andreas get along great (andreas is very interested in visiting s’warkii and toto’haha), but it turns out glen feels a little self-conscious around the other animal companions. glen isn’t a fierce snow leopard or a magical owl/jackal—he’s just a regular dog. but the older and wiser linde and mahina/akala are quick to calm his doubts and remind him the he is, in fact, a very good boy.

the clerics: twyla loves the other clerics very much. she and ophilia are instant besties, talking for hours about their families and cute, girly things, and she loves getting to talk about law and philosophy with temenos. though it’s not an official role in twyla’s church, she is quite interested in temenos’s role as inquisitor, and brings the idea to her mother for her consideration.

the thieves: they all have a sort of brotherly camaraderie with each other, seeing as they all have little to no familial ties, and thieves often can’t trust anyone but other thieves. they bond more over their shared professions than their personalities, and while throné let go of the thief life altogether, therion and hawkin continue to compete over who the best thief really is.

[mylittlecalico]

Spoiler below (only regarding character designs and new species to G5).

So, we finally got to see Spike. I've noticed that he's been received pretty negatively, but honestly, I am glad that they went with this design over G4's adult Spike design. In G4's final episode, he, in my opinion, looked…bad. Here, I actually like his design!

His voice felt a little out of place, but it's something that I could get used to.

I really like Allura's design for the most part. Yay for more sapient cat characters! But why does she have human-like hair? It looks a little silly. I would've personally preferred something closer to a (non-human-like) mane flowing down her back or just down the head or a lion-like mane (never mind that manes are rare in female lions and she is also a snow leopard, not a lion).

It makes sense for anthropomorphized horses, but it does feel odd when applied to an animal that is not an equid or otherwise does not have a mane, or, in the case of fantasy animals, is rarely ever depicted with a mane.

I wonder whether the manes are for toys. Some of the dragons also have human-like hair, and one of them has a toy. Brushable potential, y'know?

Did any of the animal companions with horns and wings from earlier on have manes? I don't recall.

Anyway, me finding that detail weird aside, 10/10.

[seasonclans]

SkyClan

The first Clan to form, and the most controversial Clan of all.

SkyClan was founded years ago by Feathered Sky of the Stars, the fifth of the first cats created, on the foundation of three main principals, known today as Snow Leopard's Decree:

A good outsider is a dead outsider

War is the law of life

Weakness is a weed to be eradicated

After Feathered Sky's death at the paws of his brother, Wings of Grey the Wise left his adopted son's group to help SkyClan recover. However, his attempt to lead was overthrown by Song of Sparrows the Relentless, who had become just like Feathered Sky. During her rule, SkyClan was driven out for constantly starting fights with other Clans, and Song of Sparrows died during the journey. Wings of Grey, despite his age, took over and led SkyClan into a new age, and molded it into what it is today.

As his first act upon establishing SkyClan's new territory, he formed a new code that promoted kindness and understanding, knowing focusing only on battle would bring only pain. This code was called Raven's Teachings:

The skies belong to all creatures

We are to be as wild and free as birds

Treat others as you wish to be treated

(more under the cut...)

[ID: The first image is of a forested mountain range covered in snow. The mountains disappear into the heavy cloud cover that hides the ground below. The second image is of a dense forest bordered by huge mountains with low-hanging clouds covering the trees and mountains. End ID.]

The highest island in all of the Star Plane, known as the Island of Clouds, is where SkyClan went after being exiled from the Isle of Seasons. The entire island is blanketed in snow, the cliffs are tall, the trees are dense, and clouds cover the ground. This is the island the strange cats call home.

The average SkyClan cat has long and thick wooly fur to keep them warm in the freezing cold winters of their home. Their claws are typically sharper than other cats' due to their climbing, as well as long hind legs for jumping. But their strangest trait of all is their wings.

Ever since Feathered Sky's reign, all cats born within the Clan have had large feathery wings, a gift given by Midnight Sky herself. Because of this, all clan-born cats have a close relationship with the sky and its inhabitants... Including even the largest of birds.

SkyClan's most important practice is the taming and befriending of birds. These bird companions are mostly used for guarding camp and aiding in hunting or fighting, or even just collecting materials. Wings of Grey began this practice when he started taming ravens, which are the most common and sacred companions, but hawks and owls are also fairly common.

SkyClan as a whole honors wisdom, freedom, hard work, and friendship. Though a recent movement has pushed to go back to the old ways of honoring war and carnage.

That can't be too much of a problem... Right?

Fun fact: SkyClan uses a completely different naming system from other Clans, which works exactly like when the Clans were founded. Cats will have a long name usually made up of two words (often joined together by another word), based on their appearance or their personality within their first moon, given to them at birth (i.e. Wings of a Hawk, Storm Cloud, Shining Puddle). Throughout their apprenticeship, they're free to experiment with names, or keep their birth name. When they reach adulthood and earn their job, they'll then earn a title based on their feats and strengths (i.e. the Strong, the Wise, the Swift). This title is subject to change. When a cat becomes a leader, their title will ALWAYS be "of the Stars".

Overview (tldr);

Founder: Feathered Sky

Notable Leaders: Song of Sparrows, Wings of Grey, Storm Cloud

Current Leader: Fangs of Spiders

Appearance: Wooly fur, wings

Skills: Taming birds, jumping, climbing

Traits: Freedom, wisdom, hard work, friendship

[childofthewolvess]

Hi! I hope it's okay to just drop a little story in your inbox. I love how passionate you are about wolves and your work with them both as spirits and in the physical realm 🥰💕

I have a strong connection to snow leopards, so I was a little surprised that I suddenly started seeing tigers everywhere. There was even one in my mind's eye and it felt really significant, like a visit from a strong spirit but in a different way than with the deities I've been approached by so far. A little more distant. For a while I wondered if this was a potential familiar spirit, but after a little bit of research I'm pretty sure this could be Waghoba, a big cat deity from India whose role is to help people and wild big cats live alongside each other in harmony. He often appears as either a leopard or a tiger. I think he approached me to motivate me to help with snow leopard preservation! He must've picked up on my love for them, so now I've got some ideas to spread awareness and raise some funds to help protect these beautiful animals. 🥰

UGH see this is why I do this!!! Yes!!! I love to hear it!

My familiars encouraged me to spread awareness and now I speak about the wolf in every part of my life. I'm so happy to hear that you're looking into snow leopard conservation!!

I actually had a snow leopard guide myself! She was such a sweetheart, she was a companion for me when I was really struggling in my life. I know personally how gentle, kind, and protective big cat spirits and deities are. Every single time I've done a reading with a big cat spirit they've always been the sweetest presences, they protect their humans like no other.

I wish you best of luck on your path! Keep spreading the word about awareness! Can you imagine what the world would look like if we all could do this with one species? 💗

[yandere-daydreams]

snow leopard satoru wanting to catch you, but you keep hiding behind suguru. and finally satoru goes to suguru and asks him to share, and then the next time you're being chased by satoru and hide behind suguru you're in for a rude awakening (aka getting sandwiched between the two of them, and they 'share' )

:D

i'd like to think that suguru is, ultimately, a good pet owner (and more importantly, a die-hard satoru hater), so he does largely brush off satoru's comments about showing off his cute little mate and break up the little ""play fighting"" sessions satoru pulls you into (even if it means letting you cling to his side while satoru whines and yowls from a few feet away), but when he comes home to satoru fucking you properly, his cock splitting open your smaller, softer body, your pitchy mewls and cockdrunk moans filling his apartment - his restraint doesn't completely snap, but it's hard to keep thinking of you as his innocent kitten after he's heard you begging for his long-term companion's cum. your little fangs and poor self-control make it too dangerous to try and fuck your throat, so he just crouches near your head, raking his fingers through your hair and scratching at the base of your ears while satoru ruts into you, his teeth sunken into the tender flesh of your shoulder and his purring almost obnoxiously loud. he might not join in right away, but he will let you bury your face in his lap while you sob and sniffle and cum on satoru's cock for the nth time.

after satoru's had his fill, he'll even pull you into his arms and drag you into a warm bath; taking stock of all the bitemarks and bruises painted across your chest, your neck, your thighs while you nuzzle into him and ramble half-consciously about how much you hate it when satoru 'bullies' you. even when you inevitably fall asleep curled against his chest, he's not going to be able to stop thinking about how small you looked underneath satoru, how wide he stretched you open.

he's not going to be stop wondering just how tiny you'd look, pressed against him.

[lunarrosespirits]

Bylur the Snow Leopard Shifter [Mod Hua]

Name: Bylur

Species: Snow Leopard Shifter

Gender: Male

Alignment: Bleeding Hearts

Likes: Snow, soft fabric, candles, dawn, snowboarding, bead and needle work, period costumes, naps in the sun, the way the sun glints off of freshly fallen snow, having a joint playlist with someone

Dislikes: Extreme heat, someone destroying his work, misogyny, being brushed off as “always joking,” being categorized into one little box, extreme climate fluctuations, things getting stuck in his fur

Keywords: Passionate, gentle, warm, affectionate, silly, concerned, open and honest

Family Requirements: Bylur would love to have some one-on-one time with his companion a few times a week. He doesn’t have a preference for family size at this moment, as long as he can have some solo time with his companion. Once that one-on-one time is compromised, he might start having a few concerns regarding family size and will speak up about it.

Message:”Hello all! It’s a pleasure to meet you today! I’ll be honest I was originally going to be a winter conjure, but I think this will be more interesting. I know how welcoming everyone here is, and I hope I can give you the same warm fuzzy feelings I get when I see you interacting with the others. May your day be as spectacular are you are.”

Adoption Fee: $65

To chat with Bylur, schedule visits, and to apply for companionship, please join our Discord!

[kittensartswriting]

OCs As Animals Tag

Thank you for tagging me @mariahwritesstuff! This is such a fun tag game. I've done similar of these years ago for the MCs of BCC but (from what I remember) most of my answers will be different as the characters have changed somewhat from that time.

I'll tag: @kainablue @dotr-rose-love @sam-glade @elshells @writer-artemis @writernopal @oh-no-another-idea

Faerathos - Owl

Owls being symbols of scholarship and intelligence, fits Faerathos well, who is a scholar and very intelligent. Owls are also really good at what they do (hunting), and similarly he's good at very specific thing (not hunting or fighting in general), but kinda dumb outside it and lacks a lot of basic practical skills. He's a very high int low wis type of character.

Cassia - Snow leopard

Other leopards and closely related big cats would fit Cassia too, but I choose snow leopard, since her companion and helper animal (for witch purposes) is a saber-tooth snow leopard (a thing their world has). She's a lone predator, who stalks her pray. She does acrobatics as an opera performer (their opera is a little different), and moves quietly with ease. She also can do the maiming beside the stalking too. She looks much softer and cuddlier than she is. But big cats are still just cats, which fits her too. She's very picky about the people she likes and how she receives affection, and if her boundaries is crossed she will (metaphorically) scratch and bite. She enjoys solitude and alone time, but when she's in the mood she likes company as well. One of the best ways to be with people in her opinion is to sit in same space in silence. She likes to sleep in small spaces.

Valeri - Dog

Valeri is definitely a dog, specifically a big dog. He's very loyal, very helpful to the people he loves, smart in a practical way (and in other ways kinda dumb), bad at lying, good in teams, ferocious when needed and protective. Like dogs typically he wants to please others and likes physical affection from people he trusts. Though he's the kind of dog, whose been traumatized, so suspicious of strangers, kinda grumpy, gets stressed around too many people, bites (metaphorically in his case) when stressed and reacts badly when touched wrong or by wrong people.

Fiolev - Cat

Cats are small predators, so they seek prey but they also have to avoid bigger predators, and that fits Fiolev perfectly. His prey is the money of gullible rich people, but also there's worse, more dangerous criminals and whole imperial army preying on him. So he has to look over his shoulder, move quietly and unnoticed. Cats teeth and claws are sharp and they can do surprising amount of damage, but they not really very dangerous. and he's the same (metaphorically). He's quick witted and quick in his movements. He can be so smart and so dumb at the same time. He's the type of cat who goes to check out new people, get their scratches and meows at them, but is not to be picked up by strangers, basically he's friendly but you have to win his trust to get his whole affection. He can also be purposefully annoying, when he demands attention. And like cats he's a little goofy guy, he's funny, and not as graceful as he'd like you to believe.

[alta1r1an]

As a Ranger, does Atticus have multiple pets he's tamed in lore? Or does he prefer only working with his feline companion? Does he have any interesting stories working in the field? ( ~ @telltalecoyote )

Atticus has a whole line of feline companions named Tiddles around! but that isn't exactly your question, or atleast only part of it. Tiddles the first was a jungle stalker, Tiddles the second was a snow leopard, I think tiddles the third was a lynx and Tiddles the fourth is a tiger!

As a Charr he has worked with Devourers too, his fahrar training in taming animals was likely mostly oriented on devourers. He however mostly has an affinity for his fellow felines.