#sea jayy

[everybody-loves-purdy]

I think I'd be more interesting if Root wasn't a great mate/father,

not in the asshole way like Crowfucker but like never moving on from Bristle.

While I like to theorize that Moonpaw's voice is actually Bristle (or Goosefeather, which is a whole other can of worm) and the new series is about saving her/her spirit, I think Rootspring never being able to move on is SO much more interesting.

Picture this:

Wren confesses to Root who decides to give it a chance as he's very close with his family, it's something he's always wanted to have. They court and become mates, but Root still feels empty (it's a mix of depression, PTSD, and derealization from his time in Dark Forest/Never being able to see his first love in Heaven because she's double dead + Bramble's Ghost/Civil War).

He confesses he "wants a family" to Wren who immediately says yes and is ready to have kits, she's head-over-heels for him after all. Wren and Root have a good relationship and Root does his best to be a good mate. Kits are born and the two are happy... but it's clear Root does not feel any romantics towards Wren.

As the kits grow, Root is present but not entirely and towards the kits being 6 moons. Root breaks it off with Wren who is hurt but not surprised. Root and Wren become an awkward divorced couple as both care deeply about one another, and neither really hates the other. The kits are purely plot drivers as Wren and Root don't talk to each other much but still love their kits. After a lot of pushing and the kits pointing out their bullshit, the two talk.

By the time Wren and Root have a conversation and closure, I want Root to think about what he's done to his kits (i.e. neglect) and try to change for them. He has known that he needed help but refused to get any for so long, I mean what's the point? It's in the past. But his kits are quick to point out that "Bitch, we thought you didn't love us because you barely talked to us," and Root goes "Oh fuck my trauma has traumatised my own children, I REALLY need help." Root gets better and strives to be a better father...and friend.

Wren has her own development post-divorce. Being the only survivor of her litter, having helicopter parent Bellaleaf, and the expectation of continuing Skyclan's bloodline, shape Wren to be the stereotypical she-cat her society wants her to be. Wren latches onto Root as he's cute and kind and clearly not looking for anyone to be his mate. Wren DID fall in love with him eventually, but her initial attraction to him was purely because he's mate material: the dude is A Light in the Mist. A hero. So he's the perfect guy to have a family with.

The divorce was something Wren saw coming but didn't expect it to happen. She expected that she and Root would raise a few kits and just live out their days as mates, even if it was just in title. But Root wasn't happy. Root wasn't happy with HER (not really but it's how it came across). Wren has an identity crisis as having a mate and kits has been her goal in life since she herself was a kit. After some soul searching, Wren realizes that her dream isn't her own. It's society's.

Wren starts to work on herself. She had been told that she didn't have to be a good fighter or hunter to be a good mate and mother, so her kits decided to do some training with her to gain more confidence. But she's bad. Like. Really bad. Even her kits are like "Mom? No offence you REALLY suck, are you okay??" Then to the fun reveal that Wren cheated on her warrior assessment so she could get closer to Root. She's been able to scrape by without anyone noticing her so far because CAN hunt and fight, she just needs a bit more training. The guilt of faking her assessment plagues her, so her kits take it upon themselves to be her mentor/s. For drama's sake, Hawkwing overhears a conversation about Wren faking her assessment and is pissed. He has a private conversation with Wren + the kits about keeping this from him, and Wren is a wreak about someone finding out her shameful secret. She and her kits apologise. Hawk, being the himbo he is, goes, "Why are you apologising??? You can just take the assessment again??" Thus, upping the stakes and giving Wren motivation.

I think Root and Wren would have a talk before Wren's private assessment as they've both worked on themselves enough to hold a conversation and not just awkwardly ignore each other (This is only because I want Root and the kits to cheer her on during her assessment heheh). Root talks about his mental health, Bristle, the DF, all of it. He apologises for leading her on as he did want to have a mate and she's a great she-cat, she didn't deserve to be hurt like that. He also talks about how his mental health affects the kits and swears to be better for them, her, and mostly importantly himself. Wren apologises as well for being pushy about wanting kits/being mates to which Root is like 'Stop don't apologise, I wanted to be mates and have kits too'.

Wren talks about how Root made her feel like she wasn't there. How no matter what she did, nothing seemed to make him happy. She loved him and all she wanted was for him to be happy, happy with her. Wren talks about the fragile personality she adapted to seem more appealing, and how in the hopes of needing a 'big strong man' to help her, Root would be happy. Wren talks about how life-changing getting divorced was for her lol and how their kits have been helping her this whole time re-take her warrior assessment. She's ready to live for herself too. She apologises to Root for not being what she desires but she's okay that she isn't, Wren wants to be what she wants now: a warrior.

Ofc Wren passes her assessment and everyone cheers : D I'd like to think Root and Wren stay separated but become besties. Root becomes a better cat mentally and Wren breaks her own (albeit forced) social norm to be what SHE wants, as she should.

anyway erins hire me

This is so good I really love this idea

[hushedclan]

How are the elders doing? Iris and Stone must be friends?

they get along alright! stonestripe mostly keeps to herself, but iristhorn will tell stories to just about anyone who will listen. he has a bad habit of repeating himself, though.

[fallenclan]

thANK FUCK it's Honeysong, I thought it was Levi or Sleepy jsdbngljkwnrsd

honestly i didn't think that anyone would NOT think it was Honeysong, so I was really (happily) surprised when a lot of people thought it was Levi!! i think it's just because I know the cat's silhouettes so well, they seem very recognizable to me. i DID try to make her look a little more like Levi in the first few frames though, longer snout, bigger ears, etc

[in-memoriam-tgwk]

Mumble and Needle must've walked into the nursery and gone,

"SIX?!"

which woke up the kits (who started crying) and made Rain so pissed the boys felt like they were about to die.

it doesn’t take much from needlemaw to piss his brother off lol

[amethyst-halo]

No one talks about Pouncestep, I bet she smokes catmint and is probably aro

she's super aroace and she steals catmint behind shadowsight's back bc he trusts her too blindly and puddleshine's SO sick of it

[dovewingz]

okay okay I'm asking lots of people rn: what is your own personal headcanon to why kit, paw, and 2-word warrior names became a thing?

oh this is a very interesting question! ive never thought about it before

id say 2-word warrior names was the natural progression of name structures in dotc - though, it's not like these cats can spell anyway, so what difference does a space make? the roles of 'mentor' and 'apprentice' developed alongside this change as the general consensus came to be that you have to earn your title through hard-work and training

disregarding code of the clans (as fond as i am of it), i think "kit" vs "paw" came about with the creation of kit-related codes - the clans wanted to create a hard line between kittens and apprentices for the sake of their rules & practices. is this child old enough to leave camp? to begin training? to properly look after themselves? etc

& all of this coincided with the strengthening of a more rigid hierarchy within the clans (kit -> apprentice -> warrior -> deputy -> leader) - role-specific suffixes were created for the sake of division and clarity

[mallowstep]

okay okay I'm asking lots of people rn: what is your own personal headcanon to why kit, paw, and 2-word warrior names became a thing?

i don't really have one

[sporeclan]

Came for soltalon stayed for the wonderful art, characters, and cool story

@sea-jayy @sirpoopy2

Very happy to see that Soltalon struck such a chord with everyone!! She's my poor lil baby and I love her so so so much,,, clangen rng please be nice to her I'm begging you

No, she can still see! Her vision just isn't quite as good as before the injury

He truly is just here for the vibes and I love for one love that for him <3

Not a dumb question at all! It's gonna be somewhere in between, I think? It really all depends on if I'm able to spin the prompts I'm given into a reveal. However, I will say that I do have a culprit picked out, and I have been dropping vague hints through their behaviour whenever I get the chance ;)

[undignified-sad-sandwich]

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[cryptidclaw]

Sea-jayy gets it! They really get it!!

I love Ashfur because of how real he feels. Like I guess Tigerstar in real in the sense of there being racist people in power but Ashfur is a special type of real. He’s a personal type of real, dude’s a literal incel 😩. He’s scary because some people out there have possibly encountered their own Ashfur.

This also reminds of the time I was watching a video about how Bramblestar was a terribly written character and then they started saying how Ashfur would have been a better mate for Squirrelfight and I clicked off the video immediately because what?? 💀💀.

NO FR his character just hits different because he is a very real kind of person that you could meet. like most other villains are just fascist dictators, which do exist but are far less personal. you could meet and get personally fucked over by an irl Ashfur.

[morphestic]

Jayy ¿Qué es el término para "boop" en español?

Quiero a "boop" tú en español pero yo no sé como...

Que yo sepa, boop es lo mismo en español que en inglés? A no ser que me equivoque y solo sea spanglish jaja.

[everybody-loves-purdy]

okay okay I'm asking lots of people rn: what is your own personal headcanon to why kit, paw, and 2-word warrior names became a thing?

Two word warrior name: evolved from the early settler two part names. More on them in a sec

Kit: Thanks to the anomaly of Emberkit, I headcanon that in the area around the forest, loners and rogues had a tradition where they would name a sick or dying kit “name”kit and then if they did happen to survive they would remove the “kit” from their name. Maybe this started as a way for any higher powers to take mercy on their child’s soul or something. Anyway I headcanon the clans adopted this eventually as standard due to the significant infant mortality rate, just as a way to cover their bases. And when cats survived after a certain point they would gain a full two part name. Maybe once they became an apprentice, or the early form of an apprentice.

Paw: We know Riverstar invented the apprenticeship system. But the -paw name may have come later along, or it could have still happened while he was alive. But in any case, I think -paw came about to signify that while this cat was no longer a kit, they were still training and couldn’t do full clan duties either. I believe this came about to make it easier for the older cats to keep track of who exactly still was training and who wasn’t amongst the younger generations, as I can see this becoming a problem following baby booms and just generally in a society that has no written records. Either way this addition comes later in the timeline than cats going straight from kit to adult in terms of names like I mentioned before.

[casspurrjoybell-21]

Pirate Chains - Volume 1 - Strong Tides

*Warning Adult Content*

Chapter 35 - Tainted allegations - Part 2

Nyx

"Nyx is a Martina mate."

"Shut up, Armpits," Chow snapped at Mern, yet Jayy stood beside the latter, asserting their support...

"No you shut your shit-hole. Armpits is right, for once."

A couple of heads nodded, while others narrowed their eyes in contemplation. None dared to interfere as they closely watched their captain's stance.

"Is that so?" Chow interjected.

"You see him as a pirate? Really? Look at him, damn it."

Nash remained unfazed by his words.

"I don't need to. It's enough to look at you two to know he's better."

Fury widened Chow's eyes.

"That whore caught us off guard."

"If you call me that again, I swear to God I'll rip that foul tongue out of your stupid head," I yelled, the insult igniting my anger.

Being called names in hushed tones or in the hallways is one thing but being called a whore in front of everyone tests my patience beyond measure.

"Sounds like a pirate to me," someone in the crowd said nonchalantly and he was shushed by another.

"The whore is threatening me? I'll show you, you fucking highborn," he yelled, charging at me with the dagger poised to strike.

Against my better judgment, I lunged towards him without hesitation. But before I could take a couple of steps forward, we were both startled by Agenor, who could no longer contain his anger. In a split second, he was already ahead of me, delivering a powerful blow straight to Chow's jaw. The wooden floor plates cracked as Chow was hurled to the ground. Gasps escaped from everyone's lips as they instinctively took a step or two back, enlarging the circle around us and avoiding the wrathful beast.

Silently, I gasped and halted, my eyes fixed on Agenor as he stood tall, his back straightened, releasing breaths that felt more like fumes of fury. His jaw clenched, hands tightly balled into fists and his cold, fierce grey eyes bore down on the motionless body before him. Chow lay still, not stirring at all. Some of his comrades gazed upon him with pity, others with disgust and a few wore wide grins of excitement, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

However, no one dared to approach the fallen figure and murmurs spread, questioning whether he was even alive. The thought of Agenor possibly killing his own crew terrified me more than anything. Unable to resist, I cautiously approached the body, I knelt and carefully felt for his pulse. My own hand trembled slightly. I took a deep breath and finally detected a heartbeat.

"Alive," I whispered, and several pirates echoed my observation.

As the realization of what I had just done sank in, I glanced behind me to see if I had further infuriated Agenor, only to find him walking away. It all happened so swiftly. Agenor had his hand over Ken's mouth and was dragging him across the deck. Ken squirmed, his eyes wide with sheer terror. His head shook, clearly displaying his regret. Everyone could see it, everyone except Agenor. The crew called out to their captain but none dared to intervene or impede the devil's pace.

"You lay a finger on what's mine and you'll be dancing with the sharks," Agenor raised his hand, pushing Ken towards the sea, leading the remorseful pirate away from the deck.

'My God, he's throwing him into the sea.'

Agenor

"Stop! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

In the midst of my seething rage, one voice pierced through the darkness.

"Agenor. Are you out of your mind?"

I glanced to my side and saw Nyx clutching the scoundrel's grimy leg, pulling him back onto the deck. Now the asshole soon-to-be-dead fucker is hanging outside of the ship by his jaw, that was clutched in my hand and his leg that Nyx had grabbed. Confusion clouded my narrowed eyes.

"He's the bastard who's been giving you nightmares, isn't he?"

"Yes. And I defended myself and even stabbed him. So let him go."

'I didn't understand. Did Nyx want to stab the wretch again?'

"Remove your hands, Nyx."

"Not until you set him down. This isn't right."

"Is this about what happened during the Calico's raid?"

"What?"

"You're sparing him because he saved your life, is that it?"

"No. It's not about..."

"You already spared him once by aiming for his thigh instead of his groin. This is between him and me now, so back off."

"You back off."

"Heeeelp. Captain, I'm sorry. I... I was wrong, I won't lay a hand on him ever again. I swear on the Lord of the seas. I'll never..."

I tightened my grip on the bastard's jaw, nearly shattering his bones as he groaned in agonizing pain.

"You're torturing him."

"I wasn't joking about the sharks in this sea," I warned.

"Just set him back down."

"If I let go, you'll fall along with him, Nyx."

"I won't let you drop a living being into the sea. He's a fucking filthy asshole of a pirate but still a human being. A person."

"You're defending him?"

I glared at him and a wave of sadness flashed in his eyes. Then he pleaded, his voice filled with desperation.

"No one dies today... Please Agenor... No killing... He's a Martina pirate... You said they're family."

'Family.'

Aye, I repeated that over and over to persuade him to discard his life before me. My determination wavered and I paused for a moment to contemplate. Damn it, he's the only one who can make me think in the midst of such fury. I was on the verge of relenting when my gaze fell upon the collar around his neck, his once beautiful neck that was meant for me to cherish, now adorned with new bruises. I noticed a trickle of blood at the nape and something inside me snapped.

I released the scoundrel, letting him plunge into the abyss of the sea. Ken screamed in terror as the ocean beckoned for his soul and I expected Nyx to let go and spare himself. Instead, there was a resounding thud as Ken's head struck the ship's outer surface. Nyx held onto the leg tighter, the weight pulling him closer to the edge, causing his feet to slide against the deck with a scraping sound.

'Fine, you've tried. Now let go. Let the bastard rot in the frigid embrace of the sea.'

Nyx winced in pain, kicking the edge with his right foot to prevent himself from being pulled over. He winced and shut his eyes, summoning all his strength to prevent Ken from perishing. If I was furious a minute ago, now I was boiling, my blood racing at the realization of Nyx's audacious defiance. I wanted to shake him, strike him, bind him with a thousand chains. Make him realize that going against me was more dreadful than death itself.

My escalating anger nearly blinded me, until I noticed a trail of blood ending beneath Nyx's left foot. I traced it back to a jagged piece of wood with a bloodied tip, standing guilty of piercing his foot. He got injured when I released Ken. The realization that I was responsible for shedding his blood turned the erupting volcano of anger inward, directed at myself. I gazed down at Nyx, observing my crew torn between the desire to assist him and the thrill of the spectacle, while Pin discreetly collected wagers in hushed voices, thinking I wouldn't hear.

'Look at them, Nyx. Look at the people you're aiding, putting yourself in peril for these ruffians who are betting on your life. This is the kind of family I have.'

"Help" Nyx pleaded, his voice husky, as the worm's leg slipped gradually and his arms trembled from exhaustion.

'Who the hell would help you when I stood in their way?'

A physical pain gripped my chest as I witnessed his injured state, his drenched hair releasing droplets onto his shirt, his left foot staining the deck with blood. I gritted my teeth. Fuck me, I couldn't bear to watch him suffer any longer. I would be damned if I didn't assist him in protecting whatever he chose to defend. Even if it was a wretched, filthy slimy worm.

"Agenor... please," Nyx implored, his eyes filled with desperation, causing the devil within me to stir with regret.

With one hand, I seized the worm's dangling leg, eliciting a scream of agony as I applied pressure to the wounded thigh. I lifted him and flung him onto the deck, where the bastard rolled a few times before coming to a stop, crying and clutching the leaking hole in his leg. Nyx slipped to the floor and leant back against the edge of the deck, panting heavily.

"Thank you... thank you..." he repeated, his eyes closed in exhaustion.

I was about to kneel and check his bleeding foot when another despicable fool misinterpreted my calm demeanor as that of a composed devil and decided it was time for another spectacle.

[mothpawbs]

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#5

God help me, I’m back on my bullshit and made another nigh incomprehensible Lord Huron quiz. This time though, it’s what song off of Vide Noir you are! Or at least which song you should listen to! Link is, again, in the notes!

76 notes • Posted 2021-01-30 20:56:20 GMT

#4

Wanted to mess around a bit with drawing Seawings, because simplifying them down is not easy for me for some reason?? So I drew Queen Coral! I remember thinking she was an interesting character when I first read The Lost Heir, not sure I still feel that way but ehh,,,, she pretty.

I gave her a coral crown inlaid with pearls, because I have a headcanon that Seawings don't use metal or gemstones very often in their jewelry if they don't have to. Instead, they use things like shells, pearls, coral, bone (like from fish) and polished stones. Basically things that are less likely to corrode in the water, and keep them close to the sea.

77 notes • Posted 2021-07-19 06:56:33 GMT

#3

Did @jayie-the-hufflepuff’s Prophecies Begin design challenge! It was really fun :D I especially like how Bluestar and Spottedleaf came out

83 notes • Posted 2021-02-13 00:28:11 GMT

#2

He!! Somehow, the more I tried to make him look exhausted, the younger he got. Idk. I like this design tho! (even though his legs are too long. I see it, I know, I didn't notice until I was almost done coloring XD)

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101 notes • Posted 2021-09-27 05:45:11 GMT

#1

THEYYYYYY!!!! I love how all of these designs came out oh my god

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[starrysamu]

like real people do.

to jay, i adore you so much. i’m so glad i met you, and you completely made my night. @jayy-keii​, i loaf you. 

fragile. 

to tsukishima, you were fine china. a beautiful vase preserved in a glass cupboard, untainted by the testaments of time. you were porcelain, hardened with an ardent mind and adorned with the faintest heart.     

his touch was always gentle with you. under the warm glow of the sun, his fingers would gingerly intertwine with yours; in the nighttime, his lips would press against yours tenderly. he was hesitant - tentative - of the way his hands handled you, taking care of you like you were his most prized possession. 

and when you’d shiver in the night, his touches would offer the briefest amount of warmth and comfort. he was careful - he was deliberate - not to linger for too long. 

because if he pressed his hands against your skin any further, he would break you. 

if he held onto you for any longer, you would run away. 

delicate. 

to tsukishima, you were a window. a looking glass into his soul, a mirror of his mind. you were a keyhole, to which he held the key. 

he thought about throwing the key far away. he dreamed of tossing it in a deep wide ocean, letting it sink to the bottom, and never attempting to retrieve it. he wanted to jump headfirst into you, trust fall into your arms, succumb to your every breath. 

the sentiment was fleeting. he would never dare attempt to do so - he held the key tightly to his chest and wore his heart on his cheek. he made sure the windows were locked, so the wind wouldn’t come in and blow him off his own two feet. 

because if he opened you up too fast, he would break you.

if he opened up to you too fast, you would run away. 

gentle. 

to tsukishima, you were a breath of fresh air. you were the linen drying on a clothesline on a warm sunny day, the clouds floating by like cotton candy, the lavender that bloomed in june. 

every morning the curtains would sway with the gentle breeze that drafted through the apartment, your lips tasting like honey against his own. your feet were planted firmly against the soft soil of the earth as you pushed against him with your own will, finding your own way to tell him that you were unbreakable. 

and maybe, just maybe, tsukishima would press against you with just as much force. 

maybe, just maybe, he would toss the key into the vast seas. 

because if he trusted you, you would trust him back. 

if your bond was unbreakable, you could love like real people do. 

[writings-of-a-narwhal]

wips !

i have a lot of wips right now and i’m doing my best to balance them and i have some that i want to really work on this coming year so here they are !! the wips i want to work on in 2020 !! if you have any questions about any of these wips, please ask them!! also if you want to be on a taglist for one of the wips let me know!! :D

And the Moon Sets 

ahh, yes. the story of Takeda Neoma, leader of the Takeda Clan, the girl who takes the war into her own hands and tries to bend it to her will-- or maybe it’s bending her to its will. either way, she’s living a bloody life with much fighting and hardship, fighting the war and trying to prove herself as a good Clan leader despite her age and her methods, fighting to bring peace to the land of Kenzawa.

by her side are a few key people-- 

Takeda Katsumi, her younger cousin, the one she wants to protect. Katsumi is the only family Neoma has left, and she is dedicated to protecting her with her life; that’s why Neoma is fighting this war, to keep Katsumi safe. Katsumi is a sweet girl with a presence of youth that is a breath of fresh air for all those around.

Murakami Kazuyuki, her best friend, her favored ninja, her shadow. Neoma found Kazuyuki when they were both eight years old. despite their ugly meeting, marked by tears and yelling, Kazuyuki has stayed by her side ever since, dedicated to serving the one who saved his life.

Iwasaki Okemia, the vassal that saw the determination in Neoma’s eyes and took the time to train her after Neoma was orphaned. she helps Neoma whenever she can, acting like a tutor, a caretaker, a parent, and a soldier. Neoma confides in her about many things she doesn’t dare mention to anyone else...

Kato Kioshi, the peace treaty, sent to the Neoma in an attempt to form an alliance between the Takeda Clan and Kato Clan. he’s an anxious ball of nerves who has only heard horror stories of Lord Takeda, and at first they all seem true, with her bouts of rage...luckily they haven’t been aimed at him.

other possible characters: Solor, Sharik, Aurelius, multiple vassals of Neoma. i’m sure more will come the more i work on this wip.

Broken Thrones

the wip that started it all. Broken Thrones. the story of the rebel leader Culraes as he tries to overthrow the tyrant Queen Jayah and her family. he fights with the rage of an entire army. the story of the fugitive Amary and the baggage she carries as she flees to Issera, where she meets said rebel leader. could Fate be at play?

some important characters--

Jayi, the rebel leader’s second in command and adoptive sister. she’s a bit of a wild card and her love for battle can be a bit off-putting, but she’s surprisingly compassionate at times. you never know what’s going to happen when she’s around. also she’s carved out her own eye. 

Jeris, a helper in the rebellion and a healer. his magic isn’t the strongest, but he uses it when he can. he’s been through enough war in his life, he’s just ready to end this rebellion. a close companion of Culraes’. 

Warin, Culraes’ self-appointed adoptive father and one of his biggest supporter in the rebellion. he seems very non-assuming with his long hair and soft-looking edges, but don’t let that fool you. also he’s a tired dad. 

Rosar, the princess of Feria who has come to Issera on her own with just her seeing-eye and guard dog, Banjo. her bond with Amary seems suspicious to Culraes, but Rosar herself seems like an innocent girl. plus she has a useful magic in her fingertips...

Athum, the son of the tyrant queen. not much is known about him except that he’s been working with his mother since he was young. Jeris says he used to know him but will say nothing else. 

other characters: Tasiriti, Sazai, Lei-ya, Bau, Eira, Lumi, Finlos, Fable, others to come probably. 

[Untitled]

(considering naming it The Stone and the Sea, as i’m taking characters from that abandoned wip and also it seems to fit this wip...but idk....if you have any suggestions, let me know!)

a newer wip !! it’s about Princess Rayen Rosabelle of Adrayria, the coastal city with an odd attachment to the ocean. she’s thrown into the limelight of the kingdom after her parents move away from the castle. she’s thrown into a world she was sheltered of, that of the true responsibilities of royalty. diplomatic relations, language lessons, history lessons, and all sorts of other lessons fill her schedule, plus she has to qualm the fears of her people and keep the threat of war low...

some important characters--

Nerida, the queen of Adrayria and a siren. she has spent more time than she should have on land and now her health is declining rapidly, which is the cause for Rayen taking over the throne.

Calder, the king of Adrayria, the king who has always had a longing for the sea, the king who fell in love with a siren. he loves his wife and daughter dearly and is doing his best to take care of Nerida. 

Naevys, one of the royal advisors, his specialty being war, history, and country relations. he’s one that Rayen most commonly approaches when she’s having difficulties with her lessons. he’s also close to her age, which makes her more inclined to befriend him compared to the other advisors.

Caspian, Rayen’s uncle. a sailor by trade who was raised not knowing he had royal blood, and now that he knows he just supports his niece and her parents where he can.

Alana, an old friend of Caspian’s and an aunt of sorts to Rayan. a human-turned-siren, she helps Rayen deal with her siren blood and she also helps Rayen’s mother when she can. also, will kill a man.

side wips !!!

Songs of Fate

one i’m not so confident with, but i love the characters! 

the story of Aria as she figures out her role in the prevention of the spreading of the shadow lands and the wolves that reside within them. with new friends, the danger doesn’t seem so bad at first, but then there’s betrayal and kidnappings. how will she complete her mission of saving the land if everyone keeps stopping her?

characters: Aria, Rune, Valentine, Mizuki, Ashal, Angel, Gilbert, Dahkay, more to come. 

Shards of Time

this is the name i have on wattpad for my random scenes, but i also have an idea for a bunch of short stories to write for. all of them would be in the world i have established with the wips above. i’m not sure what all they would include, but there would be some fun little stories featuring some legends and referencing each other. and some that include Thistle, everyone’s favorite snow leopard centaur!

The Beast’s Rose

a wip i had forgotten about...but it’s my own take on Beauty and the Beast! Beauty has a family that consists of herself, her mother, and her twin sister, Tinker! i don’t have a to for it, but i know that Beauty herself is blind and the Beast doesn’t wish to keep her prisoner, but the curse that was laid upon his palace caused it to be so that if one should wander onto the property while he was still under the curse, then they had to stay....