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Also we have a delicious cookie recipe which I should definitely post on here… (:
Oh, cookie recipe!
Tag me if you do post it! I would love to see it, I’m always on the look out for good recipes recommended by others
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)We celebrate Christmas too.
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)Nahim scene (which will probably end up in my book)
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“Life for me has been…dark since they died.” Nahim turned his face away.
Master Canin wrapped his arm around Nahim’s shoulders like a father, pulling him close. “I know, Nahim. The war has taken away my daughter. It’s been years since I’ve seen her.”
Nahim turned back to face Master Canin, his eyes glistening with water. “There’s something I’ve been wondering for a long time. If my mother could see me now, what do you think she would say?”
Master Canin thought for a moment before replying, “She’d be proud of you, for surviving. And for using your training. She’d like Mandin. She’d say he’s a good friend. She’d be so happy that you have conquered your fear of flying. I think she’d be proud of you.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Master Canin smiled slightly. After a bit of silence, he let go of Nahim’s shoulders. The silence continued on a few minutes until Bear found them, nuzzling Nahim gently.
“Hi, boy. I’m fine.” Nahim gently scratched behind Bear’s massive floppy ear. Master Canin reached out his hand to gently pet Bear as well, but the dog shifted away, growling quietly. Nahim’s brows knotted. “He’s never done that before. What’s with you Bear?” The dog looked up at Nahim with his usual dopy look, sticking out the slightest bit of his pink tongue. Master Canin presented his hand to Bear for the dog to sniff and Bear growled again, but Nahim told him off. Begrudgedly, the dog allowed Master Canin to pet him. “I’m sorry about that Master.”
“There is no need to apologize. Animals are often cautious, and sometimes rightfully so.”
Nahim nodded in agreement.
@grcr @highscribeofaetherium You are snowballed!"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)Hey.
Just wanted to pop in to let you know I’m still praying for you Kefa.
May God be with you.
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)now I need to write something for Nahim…
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)She was being chased through the meadow by a teen girl. Sorry if that wasn’t clear.
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)Baron scene!
Baron watched a little girl run across a meadow, flowers woven into her long silver hair. She was laughing in childish joy as a teen girl chased after her through the meadow grass. As he watched, a breeze welled around him, playing in his hair. He was like her Guardian Angel, her hero, who watched from afar to make sure she was okay. To make sure little Rya was out of the reach of the Bloodsilver. He hid beneath the shadows of the trees that lined the meadow, and he thought that Rya would miss him, but he was wrong. The little girl stopped running, turning to meet his gaze.
“Baron! Baron, hi!”
Baron almost turned to run, he had only come to watch her, to make sure she was okay, but he remained where he stood. Rya bounded over towards him, embracing him about the legs. “Hello, Baron! Have you been a hero? Have you saved tons and tons of people!?” She asked with excitement.
Baron knelt down, his eyes watering. “Yeah, yeah I’ve been a hero, Rya. And every time I help someone, I think of you.”
Rya smiled, dimples appearing in her cheeks. “Good! I missed you, Baron.” She gave him a hug, wrapping her arms around his neck. Baron hesitated, then returned the hug.
“I missed you too, Rya.”
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)lol, that is the best reason I think I’ve ever heard!
That is such an un-cool reason to hit someone.
No! it’s great, I love it!
I’m so proud of my tag!
I know what I want!!!! I want more Baron.
Or Nahim.
Okay…I guess I can do that
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)Why did you two target me? Is there something you want? like, something specific for me to write about or were you like “I’m gonna hit RAE!”
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)The birds tittered, the squirrels chattered, the wolves celebrated, the bears were content as the news spread across the forest: the one they loved had come to live in the forest. The Shapeshifter. His soft tread could be heard as he traveled beneath the boughs of the evergreens. He could be seen, in the form of a black wolf, following upon the heels of the silver leader of the pack. Sometimes, the squirrels came across him dozing with the fawns.
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)here’s 133 words
Three booming rifle shots shattered the sky. Jep shrieked. She slowly backed away from Chase, blood issuing from her body and head. She watched someone Chase couldn’t see with fear, slowly backing away and fleeing. Chase’s consciousness was fleeing, but he saw Roger, leaning over him. His blue eyes softened, from anger towards Jep to pity for Chase.
“What did she do to you?” He whispered. Roger gently picked Chase up into his arms, carrying the exhausted and bleeding boy over the city rubble. Chase reached up a hand, grabbing onto Roger’s collar. Roger looked down. “What’s wrong? Am I hurting you too much?”
“Th-thank you,” Chase whispered.
The last thing he saw before his world faded was Roger, smiling the same kind of loving smile Chase’s mother used to. “You’re welcome, Chase.”
@elishavet-pidyon @liberty You’ve been snowballed!"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)I’ll play. But I better be on whichever team Leon isn’t.”
Lol.
And another hundred words for me… I guess I’ll write you a Chase Duke scene
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)“What are you doing here? How did you find my home?” Max’s usually merry, kind grey eyes flickered with such a fire of fierce protection for his family that Baron shuddered under his gaze.
“I-I didn’t come to fight or kill.”
Max was slightly taken aback by Baron’s voice. Last time they had met it was a constant monotone, now it was quiet, and scared, like a whimpering puppy. “Then why did you come here?”
“I need to talk with you. I don’t know what to do.” Baron refused to make eye contact, he looked down or to the side, further reminding Max of a whimpering puppy.
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)Baron (Brutus) and Jenna—Elderstrand, Rooftop Team
Brutus caught sight of the girl, and the wind that whipped about him grew stronger. He helped Jenna the last bit to the rooftop, before acting. There was a blur as he rushed down to the guards, punching one in the chin, and kicking the other in the stomach.
I’ll stop here so someone else can rp. I know that was rash of Baron, but he’s a soloest so he doesn’t understand teamwork.
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