#cockarel

[poker-face-william]

Born from the mingling of serpents and a roosters, these cousins of the basilisk are deceptively dangerous. Sharing an aversion to weasels with its cousins, the cockatrice is sometimes trained as a familiar by certain eclectic wizards. More often though, the cockatrice roams the country side, turning prey to stone and breaking down the pieces into beak sized morsels.

[artillerytortoise]

Watch documentary on chickens -> liek chickens.

My hand wasn’t as broke as I thought, but my throat got worse!

[spidermaninlove]

Todd Hewitt and young Todd Hewitt.

[tumbleweedtech]

Steadfast and Longing

Summary:

While Lambert had enjoyed a long, happy marriage to Dandelion, the bard was only human. After he's passed, Lambert goes home. Rated: T Words: 2743 CW: past char death, drinking, pre-relationship Dandelion/Lambert, Eskel/Lambert (pre relationship) Honestly, this one has a hopeful ending. Snippet below the cut, and you can find it Here on AO3

The trail up to the keep was poorly maintained. It wasn't surprising, now that so few walked this path. It was wilder, overgrown with brush and grass. It was also wider in places, where someone had cut down the heavy trees that had kept the path hidden and narrow. The drag marks of a cart marring the bark of a few trees was obvious to him, and the lack of care in concealing their tracks made him frown.

The old switchbacked path was dug out, but erosion ate at the walls. Lambert just trudged up the path that even now, years after he last stepped foot here, was as familiar as breathing.

The heavy boulder still sat undisturbed by the last turn off, marking the steep crest before the descent into Morhen Valley. Some things never changed - could never change.

But he couldn't help the gasp as he looked down at the changed valley before him.

The battle with the Wild Hunt so many years ago had left its mark on the land - and as nature had attempted to heal the damage, the encroaching forest had been held back. Where once was deep forest now held meadows: scars carved across the hillside filled with flowers and sheep.

A small flock wandered down, around a pair of boulders that were once part of the training course. Even the pillars of the comb had been repurposed, a huge cockarel perched on one of the highest, peering down over the courtyard. Two enormous, lazy horses dozed in the shade of another round gash in the hillside. The leanto they dozed under looked old, the roof hung slanted and heavy. The only thing that didn't surprise him was the small flock of goats that roamed in the same paddock.

Eskel had always preferred goats when needing bait for a contract. He ended up by Law of Surprise with a small kid that he'd ended up carting around before an endrega queen managed to eat it. Lambert did his best not to let him live it down, but the big man would just smile and shake his head, their shoulders pressed together before the fire.

Lambert pressed his lips together.

It'd been far, far too long since he sought out the other Wolves.

[yulisauniverseblog]

#minsk #belarus #minimalism #color #circus #circle #cat #newplace #newproject #streetphoto #blogger #minskgram #sculpture #summer #birthday #journey #bigeyes #amber #elephant #turtle #clown #pegasus #hater #piggy #mimimi #star #cockarel (at Белорусский государственный цирк)

[artillerytortoise]

I show some redesign of Chicken, ft. Gucci Dimitri and Birdmitri.

If you don’t know who Chicken is... I don’t even know how I would begin to explain. He’s just some guy who uses his combat skills to fight for justice with his adoptive chicken mum. That’s my summary.

From my Alliance 5 project, which is just the definition of chaos.

[fanofrandomawesomeness]

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Hey wanna see a cock?

that’s a chicken motherfucker