#frontteeth

[rblxmaxxing]

💭GO STUPID GO CRAZYARRHGGGG

@digicam-x you caused This . my builderman brainworms ... i would post the whole page on its own but i dont like how much free space there Is so

[hunting-songs]

💋-Do they use tongue when they kiss?

😈-Favorite sex position?

Naughty Little Meme! 💋-Do they use tongue when they kiss? In general Senritsu has the habit to not go for deep kisses, because she is not so often kissing a partner due to them beeing... out of her reach in the vertical sense of the challenge and therefor the kisses are rather short lived, because a woman can only stand so long on her tiptoes while she hears her partners back creak in agony like an old tree. So usually she only gives short pecks that are not a deep kiss, but also most of the time end with her either running her tongue over her partners lower lip or teasingly biting it with her stark frontteeth. She does enjoy tounge-kisses when she is intimate with a partner, but in all-day-buisness she usually just shares a small peck. And a small bite.

😈-Favorite sex position? Now that soley depends on Senritsus partner/partners, her mood in the moment,and how much time they have. In general she does not play favorite. Sometimes she is in the mood to be romantic and just wants to see her partners face during slow lovemaking and on other moments she is in the mood for a fast roll in the bunk were she would not even see her partners face. In general Senritsu has the tendency to climb into her partners lap, but that is mostly the case because partners prefer her to be the one leading.

[bewitchingbaker]

"You say your hands are strange to the touch, I find them to be perfect touch." Wolf,laughing,just reaches up and cups Chris face with her small hands, grinning so widely the little gap between her frontteeth is clearly visible: "Oh, Muuske, if you only know how you make my heart sing all nicely like a little bird. I so hope you will find someone in your time and world to say the same things to." @werspinna

The baker's eyes widen as though this is the first time Wolf's ever held his face, a blush filling those chubby cheeks of his. Masses he called hands held onto the laysister's as if they were made of glass. They had shared these moments many times before, in between their deadly adventures. He was plenty aware of their different circumstances...though that never stopped the feelings he held for the member of the spider society.

"If only you know how much you made my heart sing like those old songs you love so much," he smiles with a kiss to her hands.

Though he had no issue with the people in his time, the baker held his relationship with Wolf very dear to his heart.

"I wish the same to you," he smiles, "Though it might be hard to find someone who can match the lovely smile and laugh in front of me."

He presses a kiss to her nose.

"And an ass that looks as nice as yours~"

[ @werspinna]

[irrfahrer]

how long ago did you create your oc? how did the idea come to you? — @mando-of-esverr

ORIGINAL CHARACTER QUESTIONS& HEADCANONS: * collection #1

March 2014. I was starting to write my Bachelor Thesis "The fourth medieval european Living world- beside country, town and court- is the life on board of Hanse-Koggen", only to give up after two months, change Professors and subject from medievalistic history back to pedagogy, and start another one "The development of morals after Kohlberg and the role of fairytales in it on the example of Red Riding Hood" .At that time I needed to distract myself from wanting to chew on my textbooks. I have never read anything to Kohlbergs ideas ever again after this. Which isn´t that bad because Kohlberg with his testgroup of only boys of a certaine age did not aged well, ut is also the basis of most concepts of moral development. I think my old man has still a copy of that thesis in his shelf. Anyway, I needed to be distractd and browsed through Wookiepedia and stumbled over the AgriCorps article which had always been at the Core of Zivs concept. Then I looked through the non-human alien category , landed on Tynnan and liked thefact that they were not just humans with paint thrown at them. At that time Ziv had another name and had a complete different design before I had made Tynnan my own and aligned them more to have a destinct weasle like appearence instead of beeing just the brown furry little things that artists seem to not be able to pin down. Ziv was also more the average Tynnan with a case of atavism in that she was taller, had longr teeth and had a even thicker fur. I even started a rp-blog for her, that is now deleted. Then Corona hit, I designed Star Wars themes Reading-Papers for my LRS-students in the lockdown, was back into starwars and my autistic brain got very obsessed with speculative biology and started 2020 this blog. I have redrawn and redesigned her several times in the last nine years and now she has a destinct connection to the Odyssey, is a albinistic runt with a hyperflexible spine and is grinding down her frontteeth until nolonger visible so she could easier copy a humanoids mimic. She also got rocking hips. Which some anons on this blog do not fail to thank me for. You are all Furrys.

[ @mando-of-esverr ] + [ @gwiazdowe ]

[werspinna]

❝ i don’t sleep a lot either these days. we can be insomniacs together. ❞

The signal was irritating some of Miguels devices. The signal had been irritating a lot of things in the last two thausand years from engines that were not of this world to this worlds peoples dreams and ambitions in which the signal would bore deeper, deeper, deeper until there were only the thoughts of "seek out", "find", "help" and Wolf was no expection even if she had her own interpretation of "seek out", "find" and "help", as any person effected by th signal had their own interpretation. Wolf thougt that Miguels interest in what was irritaing his devices was just his interpretation of "seek out", "find" and "help". The green hills around Pisa looked in the darkness of the night like hills drawn with ink. Wolf had just put a few more branches on the campfire so the circle of flickering, warm light drawn around them dyed the damp grass orange, but she did not needed the light to see Miguel. She had keen eyes after all. Eight of them.

By the other words Wolf placed a poxscarred hand dramatically on her chest, gasping much too theatralically and with all her eight eyes wide open in playful awe: "Wonderful, you are a true friend for sacreficing your sleep and giving me company! Bless your so nice heart! I am sure our lack of sleep is not going to have any not so nice, lasting effect on the quality of our work at all and in a few hours we are going to start another very nice and very productive day of research." She cackled a laughter that sounded loud in the stillness of the night whichs only noises was the buzzing of insects, the distant rustling of waves, rustling leafs and the cracking of the flames. Mist had crawled like an ancient seacreature from the Arno to their little camp and Wolf had grabbed for her cloak to shoo away the chill following the fog,yet the coldnss still tickled around her feet and cheeks and hands. The coldness would not allowe her to ignore it. The coldness would not allowe her to never be not remembered. It remainded her of the alps, of the spring of 1212 that had needed too long to come, had left the fields barren and had turned trees that had been suppose to bear fresh green leafs instead into naked, black skeletons of branches. It remainded her of the long track through the mountains where the already cool spring had yet not reached up and where the stones to which she had clung while climbing barely beaten paths, praying that she would not fall like those other children she had heard screaming behind her, had been so cold that they had felt as if they would burn into her flesh. How could she ever think of sleeping when the coldness was so close beside her like an unwanted stranger, ready to creep with icy hands beneath her cloak past layers of cloth down to her poxscarred skin and steal her breath as it had done with hundreds of children in that spring in the alps. Now was not spring. Now was fourteen years later. Now was late summer and the coldness was nothing but the fog from the Arno and not the icyness of the alps. Now Wolf was nolonger a fourteen year old child. Yet the memories and the coldness stayed like a curse and she still could not even think of sleeping. Instead she only winked at Miguel, grinning so broadly that the little gap beween her stark frontteeth was clarly visible even when the grin did not reached any of her eyes: "I do appreciate your offering to not leave me alone, but Jests aside- do you want me to brew you a herbal remedy to help you with sleep? I still have some very nice lavendarflowers that I can use-" she placed her scarred hands folded together beside her cheek and gently swayed from one side to the other, mimicing someone who was cradled into deep slumber: "- to brew you a nice tea and let you sleep like a sweet, little child." [ @iobartach ]

[hunting-songs]

Your Dating Service!

Diagnosis results Date with Senritsu Döne. Date Fee: $276 Customer Comments: "Senritsu Döne, will you marry me? (Person in late 20s)"

From one moment to another Senritsu threw back her head and laughed so hard that laughingtears started to rise into her eyes and all her horribly crooked teeth were uncomfortable visible. "Thank you for the compliment, I am glad I am still charming enough to cause that reaction" The young woman hummed and shaked her head still with a smile curling around her stark frontteeth: "But no, you would not like me as a partner. Really, I would not make you happy. My apologize." The smile on the musicians round face turned rueful, even if there was still amusement shimmering in her dark eyes: " But still thank you for the compliment and the so very mhmmmm....dolcissimo evening. Apparently, when it causes you having this reaction it must have been dolce."

[bewitchingbaker]

Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them. "Kinks? Really? Are we already singing that song this early in the day?" Senritsu hummed, tapping her short fingers agaisnt her chin in a sweet melody. The smile on her face had something sharp, like from a cat rady to hunt when she ran her fingertips accidentally along her frontteeth: "I could almost think sometimes you enjoy biting."

A pause.

That all too brief silence filled the room as his hands covered those blushing cheeks. It wasn't that long ago that a much younger Chris was reading the tale of a well known count. A certain chapter had the Count bite a young woman. While most would find this nightmarish, a certain teenage baker found himself feeling a few funny feelings upon reading the chapter.

It wasn't that long after that he would experience his first kiss. A kiss that would result in the small scar that rests on the left side of his lips. Despite going through the small pain of getting stictches from his aunt, he would always think about that special chapter with the count.

Whenever him and Senritsu would enjoy a certain duet in bed, the hunter would get the lovely sound that was Chris's song as soon as her teeth met his neck. If one were to look closely at the baker's neck, you could spot a visible bite from their earlier duet. A small bashful smile soon spreads across his face.

"...I might enjoy a bite or two..."

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes |There goes my pants |

Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

[ @hunting-songs ]

[werspinna]

Gimme a kissy I dare you (xD)

First Five Asks Get A Kiss!

"Last night a prince arrived in the convent!", the little girl skipping latin-lessons, announced loudly. The three of them- the girl Frauke, the boy Antonio and Wolf- were sitting on stools in the corridor that was on one side opening to the convents garden so the cool atumnbreeze tickled their cheeks and noses and turned them as red as the morninglight washing over the city. A shepard had given the convent fleece that had been washed and brushed and now the three of them were sitting wrapped in cloaks and scarfs, spinning the clean fleece into theards with handspindles that danced through the air like the leafs in the garden. "Amazing, and you sure did not noticed that because you wer awake, but actually all nicely sleeping, were you, Frauke?" Very aware that Frauke was definitive not sleeping and had been wandering around in the convent when she shouldn´t, Wolf grinned so broadly at the young girl that the small gap between her stark frontteeth was visible. Frauke, also very aware that she should not have been awake and was definitive not dreaming, answered loudly and with so much determination it made Antonio flinch on his stool and Wolf giggle: "I was sleeping!" The young woman only winked- with one eye, as she kept her extra eyes carefully closed and hidden beneath her poxscars that had corroded her face like acid: "I am sure of it, some people can see things in their dreams. That is awesome! Maybe you are all nicely special like that. Do you like that a prince is staying here?" The three handspindles never stopped dancing, Frauke giggled: "Yes! He looks so beautiful!" It was normal for pilgrimms and travlers to stop by in the convent to rest so Wolf who was living as a laysister in the convent and saw people come and go like the change of weather in one day, was not especially bothered or even thrilled by yet another visitor. But the children were send to live to the convent for education and they had not lived yet long enough to get used to something as visitors not connected to the convent stopping by for rest. Especially since Wolf had herself grown up in the Hunting-mansion of a Wander-Kings main Hunter, so she had grown up seeing and specifically sitting on noblemens knees who were part of the Wander Kings wandering court and were missing their children so much that they would spend time with the little girl Wolf had been to teach her courtley manners, singing,dancing, reading,writing and latin like they woud have done with their children. Antonio said what the woman was thinking: "Frauke, wants to marry the prince!" The girl sticked her tounge out at the boy: "Yes, I do! So what?" The highest pair of Wolfs eyes were hidden behind her hair, still they were keen enough to catch a movement along the corridor and warn her about the silent listener who imself semeed very amused about the topic of the conversation. Autumnleafs shimemring like bronze swirled from the garden by where they were sitting.

Wolf bit the inside of her cheek to not add that Frauke was eight years old and that she really had a few decades left to think about kissing a prince and should just enjoy her beeing a child, but instead only said with a big grin: "I am sure every prince would be happy to marry you, Frauke. You are amazing like that. But before you can court him, how do you want to talk to him?" "Like I talk to you, of course! Say hello and then Just talk." Frauke did not even hestiated. "..oh damn; you are so stupid.",Antonio grunted bluntly, also not hestiating. Wolf cleard her throat a little too loudly to not make Antonio notice that he was scolded. "Stupidity is when someone mocks another for not knowing something. But we both are too nice and smart to do just that, are we, Antonio?" The boy rolled his eyes, his cheeks turning redder than what the cool autumnbreeze could cause. With a low grunt he stood up from his stool and lifted a finger like a teacher:

"Okay, listen, Frauke, when you want to talk to a prince you gotta walk up to them and drop a courtsey, like this-" he walked where Wolf was sitting, set a foot behind his other and dropped a elegant courtsey before Wolf. "-then, still looking down, you take their hand and -" His head still lowered he took the young woman bigger hand, carefully only holding her long, scarred fingers. "-kiss the hand? Thats so sweet! So romantic!", Frauke gasped, eyes round and happy. The boy turned his face to her, grimacing as if he had bitten on something sour: "-no, kiss the sealring! You do not kiss the hand! And if they do not wear a sealring you hoover a inch over the hand and kiss the air. Then you place your forehead on the spot you have just kissed-" He showed how it was done, holding his small face before Wolfs fingers and kissing the air with a loud lipsmack: "-and after you counted to five you step back tree steps with your back still bowed and then you can straighten your back and talk with your head lowered." Antonio ended the little show perfectly and Wolf, who had grown up as the daughter of a Wander-Kings main Hunter and knew the kind of process very well, pinched his cheek praisingly. "That are alot of steps just to talk to talk to someone...", Frauke said slowly and Wolf could watch the wish to marry the prince fall off her small face like the delighted smile that had been on her face when she would thought one had to romantically kiss the hand: "Thats so annoying!" This was enough to make their silent watcher chuckle, just a little. Promptly the childrens heads snapped up and they looked over to the Prince with the silver hair and violet eye as if they were mice caught infront of the cat. The autumnwind coming from the gardens suddenly was very cold.

"Well then-", Wolf laughed, not starring, not frozen in shock, not at all suprised. Laying down the handspindle on the stool she walked over to the prince with her skirts rustling like the autumnleafs outside. Then, dropping a courtsey she took the mans hand- pale, almost white against hers and without a sealring- and carefully breathed a kiss in the air above where the sealring should be. Respectfully she placed her scarred forehead against the back of the Prince' hand, the extraeyes well hidden behind her hair turned to look at the children who were starring at them with so big eyes it seemed a miracle that those eyes did not rolled out of their heads. Then, her back still bowed Wolf walked back three perfect steps before straightening her back again.

"Your majesty.", Wolf chirped sweetly and then winked up to the silverhaired man mischievously before she added with a respectfully lowered head: "You may excuse me now, because I have to-" In the blink of an eye she jumped around swiftly, theatralically growling like the Wolf whos name she carried and making the pair of children shriek in excitment. In the blink of an eye their little feet carried them down the corridor : "- give some nooigies to some very noisy children who do not sleep when they should!" Not wasting a second Wolf, howling loudly to make the little ones laugh even louder, set after the children whos squeaking laughters echoed from the convents cool stonewalls like the cheeping of little mice.

[ @the-rogue-dragon ]

[dentistinudaipur]

Real Tooth Colored Fillings.. www.munbaidentalclinics.com www.bestdentistinindia.in +918107259893 / 02942415893 #composite #toothcoloredfilling #restorations #smile #frontteeth #correction #cosmeticdentist #aestheticdentist #dentistry #cosmetologist #udaipur #appointment #drsiddharthjain #mumbaidentalclinic #drmahakjain (at Udaipur, Rajasthan) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClAasjKPdug/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sensationallysara]

Me: Okay P.Harper smile so I can post your picture Preston: Honey Momma can you say my son Preston lost his tooth? Me: Is that what you want me to say? My son? Preston: Yes Honey Momma because you're my second mom. I know you're not my real mom but you are my mom. Me: (wiping tears from my eye) okay P.Harper if that's what you want! My son, Preston, lost one of his front teeth, the other one is super loose so it should be out soon. He got a letter from Toothie the tooth fairy. I asked him what he thinks she means by something other than money he said "I don't know she probably means rocks." 😂😂😂😂 I swear this kid kills me!! Aiden tried to explain that she probably means like floss, mouthwash and a new toothbrush but Preston wasn't budging on his answer of rocks. 🤷 #boymom #boymomlife #missingteethsmile #missingteeth #frontteeth #alliwantforchristmasismytwofrontteeth https://www.instagram.com/p/B2wRa-vJNRW/?igshid=llxha4n28tep

[hunting-songs]

The first time Pokkle bit her lower lip made Senritsu almost choke on laughter that was stiffled by the feeling of his tounge teasing hers and automatically she leaned closer towards him eager to feel more of that, eager to hear his heartbeat suddenly rising in loudness when he kissed her, eager to feel his warmth. Senritsu couldn´t stop a disappointed sigh from escaping her lips when he just so slightly moved away although she clearly heard that he had liked that as much as her, that he had enjoyed that as much as her, that he wanted more of that just as her.

Still the kiss made her laugh melodically, because it felt good.

Still the kiss made her laugh melodically, because he felt good.

Still the kiss made her laugh melodically, because she wanted to feel more-of that kiss; of him .

Gently, so gently the young woman leaned back, using the fact that her hands were still folded in the back of Pokkles back to pull him with her down into the grass and over herself. The movement made the grass rustle quietly like heavy bedsheets.

"Mhmmmmm, are they that bad-" demonstrative Senritsu looked to the side, pretending she was thinking really hard about what to answer even if the corners of her dark lips were twitching in a surpressed laughter and that mischievous, bright shimmer danced in her dark eyes like a teasing wisp: "-I think I need more researchmaterial to decide that." The grass in her back tickled along her neck like fingertips. Her sleeves rustled as quietly as a whisper when she pulled her small, callouse hands from the back of Pokkles neck to softly cup his cheeks and nudged the tip of her nose against his with a amused little chuckle before gently, so gently, she nipped on is lower lip with her stark frontteeth and kissed him again. [ @warlordarcher ]

Watching Pokkle kiss her palm made Senritsu hear her own heartbeat speed up so loudly, it was deafening. The young woman couldn´t stop a grin from spreading over her round face, showing her horribly crooked teeth in all their glory and she was not surprise that she wanted more. More of that closeness.More of his honest wanting. More of that sweet throbbing the kiss left on her lips. "Oh? There you are promising me such dolcissimo things. Promises, promises."There was a rustling noise as gentle as the rushing of a distant sea when the womans hands carefully wandered up Pokkles arms to fold in the back of his neck where her short, gnarled fingers played with strains of his hair, curling thick strains around her fingers. Not so far away she heard the buzzing of voices at the carnival swelling and easing like a lively bodyless heartbeat, not so far away she heard the breeze rustle through the near trees, not so far away she heard in the little light as dark as ink grass shift beneath them, yet the most melodic song she heard was Pokkles heartbeat- loud and wonderfully wanting without any hidden motives-; Pokkles hand caressing her side- firm and wonderfully wanting without any second thoughts-; and Pokkles words- playfully and wonderfully wanting, just honest. It was thrilling to listen to. She wanted to hear more. "Mhmmmm, really, what kind of Hunter would I be if I would follow rules" Senritsu had to bit the inside of her cheek to not start to laugh at how slushy that sounded, yet still her shoulder shaked with supressed giggles: " Well your kisses must sure be not so good, considering how your exam eventually went. I am sure thats enough to defend any rumors, mhmmmm?" Shaking her head over the joke and laughing the younge woman pressed a peck against the tip of the mans nose as reassuringly as it was loving:"it does not matter," Senritsus sang those words as gentle as a kiss: " you are still my dear and always welcome colleague and companion; passed exam or not."

Pokkles tounge brushing against her lower lip lured a sigh as soft and melodic as a song from Senritsu. There were the noises of the carnival, the rushing of the near treecrowns, the shifting of the grass beneath them, yet most important, most sweet to listen to was he. And her. The playful and wanting heartbeat of hers that sang a duet with his. "Maybe you can" Senritsu hummed against his lips, before leaning so slightly to the side and pressing a small peck at the corner of his mouth. The teasing smile on her lips felt as light as a silkveil. Then her fingers flexed and she pulled on the strain of his hair curled around her fingers teasingly: "Do you promise me to bite, mhmmmm?" And she did bit his lower lip, just so softly, just a little, not hard, as lightly as her soft chuckle against his mouth.

[angelinajoliesbottom]

.

[hunting-songs]

Dashgame: Never Have I Ever !

Rules: Your Muse and all the Muses they interact with are in a pub somewhere across Space, Dimension and Time. Answer the first 'Never Have I Ever' In Character. At the end of that let your Muse ask a new ‘Never Have I Ever’ question for the tagged people to answer themself. After those tagged people answered your prompt, they state their own 'Never Have I Ever' and tag you back along with other Muses. Rinse, lather, repeat. Original By @treasurechestrpmemes

“ never have I ever fantasized about murder.”

This time Senritsu took not a sip from her drink, but instead her short, gnarled finger stayed pressed on the edge of her glass,slowly circeling around it over and over again while a highpitched sound started to dance through the air. "Roar, little lion, roar.", she hummed melodically, with her chin leaned on her other hand coyly and a small smile curling around her stark frontteeth. The smile was amused while she listened to the others laughter and mocking noises. The smile was amused, because this was not the first time Senritsu sat infront of a murderer. The smile was amused because Senritsu had sat infront of a lot of dangerouse murderers in her line of work and she still lived. "But its still not impressive. It is very easy to think about hurting other people and even easier to do just that. Toddlers can do that, especially when they want anothers plaything in the sandbox.", her short finger continued to dance along the edge of the glass, the highpitched sound warbled through the air like a song: "I would say I am proud that I have a better impulse-control than a toddler, if that would be something to be proud of in the first place." Laughig in all good humor she nimbly took her drink and raised her glass towards Hidan, winking friendly: "But if its those kind of topics you enjoy, why not- Never have I ever witnissed a execution." This time the musician emptied her glass.

Tagged By: @zealctry ! Woohoo ! Tagging: @nephytale @skarletchains @bewitchingbaker @gyofukuki @jxgi @uzumakiuser @rake-rake @distortedkilling @swxpped @muddsludge @curseisms @saiakv @huntcrpcdia ...and YOU !

[sisselin]

It didn’t take very long to unpack but after finishing up I was still exhausted from the long drive and excitment. Still before I went to bed I just spent some time sitting down in my new home, looking out the window in a daze. This was going to work, I like it here

[hunting-songs]

Senritsu did not looked down to watch the other move her legs, but there was still a content smile spreading over the womans round face as if she indeed had watched. The silky rustling of Ryokos skirts over her legs was giving the Musician a very good picture of what was happening outside of her field of vision, so her eyes just stayed on the others face. There was a small smile curling around her stark frontteeth over Ryoko gently brushing a strain of her hair behind her ear. "Oh, good to know that you have enough stamina, than I will let you run through my mind for a little longer. Though, I am afraid I can not run along with you. I just scraped my knee falling for you." As slinky as a kitten Senritsu leaned her elbows on the barcounter, placing her chin on her folded hands coyly. Between the melody of the other voices of the people visiting the bar, Ryokos heartbeat was clearly hearable and listening to her having fun with her heatmelody sounding like the lively gurgling of a fresh spring Senritsu continued her little game with a melodic purr: "Maybe you happen to have a bandaid to take care of my knee and my for you wild racing heart, mhmmm?" [ @nephytale ]

Senritsu sat down beside the other woman, her chin leaned on her hand and a gentle smile curling sweetly around her stark fronteeth. "Well hello, its a relief to see you are still able to sit up. I was worried, you know." the musician chukled in all good humor, her voice as sweet as a song: "As I thought You must be tired, because you've been running through my mind all day." @hunting-songs

𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

The woman's lips were still sticked to the edge of her coffee cup when she frowned slightly at the other woman's comment and turned to look at her in confusion when she heard her laugh. However, upon hearing the punchline of her pick-up line, Ryoko smiled, laughing softly to herself. Reaching her hands behind her own neck, Ryoko gently moved her hair upwards as if trying to casually arrange it, letting it fall over her back an instant later. One leg was gently crossed over the other, letting the skirt frame her legs. She finally brought her hand closer to the other woman, and subtly —very subtly— moved a strand of hair behind her ear, letting her nails pass almost imperceptibly over her skin. Her voice was like a sensual purr when she finally replied "I really appreciate your concern, but I have enough stamina to last some rounds…" A soft smile appeared on her lips, revealing just a little bit of her teeth "Now tell me, what does a charming woman like you in a place like this? It seems like my day is starting to get better, because I have been blessed with your company"

{ @hunting-songs }

[werspinna]

Be honest: If you could live in another universe, would you? And in which one?

Send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

By the question Wolf tilted her head to the side, laughing in all good humor so wildly that the little gap between her frontteeth was clearly visible: "Yes,let me tell you this nice and honest- It does not matter what I want." She had taken the handspindle and the small boundle of sheepwool out of her beltbag and let the handspindle dance as nimble as a bird dance, spinning a theard. The watch she had been given when joining the spider society was heavy on her wrist, but the spindle still danced, the spindle still spun the theard and Wolf still unbothered let that spindle dance.

"This town, this time and this universe need a protector and I happen to be able to be that protector, so I have to do my duty for those who are not able to protect themself." The handspindle was weighted at its end with a granitestone that shimmered like gold in the light hitting it. Fleck of gold danced around the floor above which the spindle danced. SHe did not manetioned that it was also her blood that was used as a base for most of the monstrums th Alchemist Guild created and then, after beeing able to create it either sell them or throw them away like garbage. It was not only her duty to protect people becuase she could but also because it was her personal responability. A farmer had the skillset to farm and provide the communiyt with food, she had the skillset to fight so she served the community by doing that:

"That does sound a lot of not as nice as it actually is, but Its simple- I have the power to help,so I must.Doesn´t matter what I want or wish for. When you can help, you do not get to hide, otherwise people die. And how could I ever wish to leave this place to live somewhere else, when that would mean leaving people to suffer." with a flick of her wrist the woman let the spindle hop back into her hand and she eyed with a amused lttle giggle the even theard she had just rolled up:

"But you asked me to be honest, so I am honest for I am nice and do not like to lie- when it is early in the morning and I get an hour of sleep after returning to the convent or when I have to rest to heal a injury, I like to-" Wolf smiled, rolling tthe word on her tounge like a candy: "- dream of a place where its warm, where there is no coldness so my scars do not start to hurt and where tomatos grow. I like tomatos. I really like them cooked in a soup, mashed, with herbs or dried with salt or just raw as a snack with cheese and oliveoil, they are really nice. Sadly they will only be intreduced to europa when I will be already rotten clean bones burried in the ground. Thats not really nice. But thats why it is jut a dream and dreams are suppose to be nice and must not be real."