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 on: Today at 04:51:37 PM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Jeb
Moondrop hesitates before going down. She hadn't intended to leave her little sun-stone - it's such a useful thing! - but Stormsong is so happy and she can't leave him to the cold when the rest of them have a nice warm den to go to.

Reluctantly, she follows Antaka down and almost immediately gets absorbed in watching what Laluna is doing.

 on: Today at 11:55:46 AM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Startear
Well, this is a negative one for sure. Coca-cola is my addiction. I'm trying to quit but so far I've had little luck.

Question: If you could have any control in how you were to die, be it in your sleep of old age or something else, how would you? If this is too triggering, who is your favorite musician?

 on: Today at 08:45:27 AM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Berit
"Two little suns! Stormsong happy!..."

Stormsong sends to them and wags his tail! underground Antaka feels the heat so much better! it flows over her in welcoming matter, the smell of Laluna's broth is in the air and Wander seems to be waking up...

 on: Today at 08:03:13 AM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Yavia
Shivering uncontrolled, with blue Lips , Antaka stands near both of them to get a little of there body warmth. After she was warm enough to remove her Arms from around herself to climb down the ladder in the warmer room she leaves her stone also for Stormsong and climbs down.

 on: Today at 07:59:45 AM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Berit
Stormsong gently and warmly licks Moondrop's chin. He lays down near the hot little stone, and looks at it clearly wondering what it is, the stone is small but slowly brings more heat to the room... the snow on the floor starts to melt into little puddles and Stormsong likes water from one... he looks like he is fine even after returning from weather like that... he clearly has lived here all his life... the wind has blown few wild hair strands out of his fur so he looks more messy now... Stormsong sends to Moondrop...

"Stormsong good, friend could, friend go where warm..."

 on: Yesterday at 07:28:53 PM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Jeb
Moondrop is grateful to get out of the storm into the relative warmth of the first room of the tower. She can smell something cooking below and thinks about warming up by the big sun-stone, but feels sad that Stormsong won't be able to go downstairs. After he shielded them from the worst of the wind, she wants to help him warm up from the cold, too.

After she brushes the snow off herself, she offers to help Stormsong remove the snow from his coat. She thinks she could use her little sun-stone to help dry and warm his fur to chase away the chill.

 on: January 19, 2020, 09:36:44 PM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Berit
Laluna makes clothes faster, some of the fabrics are a bit weird for her to use but they seem to work fine, most trouble she has is with the slippery and silky things for they are far different to work than i the middle of her sowing she manages to prick her finger on the needle a few times...


It is so dark and the wind and snow makes it hard to see in the worsening blizzard, they happen by the dead tree so they are close to the tower. already snow and frost has started to gather on their clothes and their limbs are getting numb and heavy... but faintly the warm glow of light from the cracks of the tower lead them on... Stormsong starts to walk between them and the wind to shield them from it...

 on: January 19, 2020, 04:54:54 PM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Jeb
Moondrop uses her arm to shield her face from the harsh wind. She is beginning to worry. The walk back seems to be taking much longer than the walk out. Have they gotten lost?

Eyes tearing from the cold, she looks around.

 on: January 19, 2020, 10:26:23 AM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Czarine
I think my favourite kind of nature has something to do with the sea. I've always loved how the sea smells, and enjoyed long, barefoot walks on a sandy beach in the evening or early morning. There's something very powerful in watching waves crash on a stony shore, or watching a distant thunderstorm out at sea. At the same time, I'm also frightened of it and its depths. Many a time a wave has swept me underwater when I was swimming at the sea, and I've learned not to go too deep.

I love fish and aquariums, so it kinda goes with the sea element. :) I've lived most of my life inland, so I haven't been able to access the sea so often, so I guess it has stayed mysterious and unique to me.

Question: What are you addicted to? This can be also in a positive way. ;)

 on: January 19, 2020, 10:09:50 AM 
Started by Berit - Last post by Czarine
Laluna saves some of the broth for others. She decides that she'll make some more broth from the bird's bones later. She's wishes she had herbs to spice the broth a bit. Laluna decides to ask if Wander has any spices when he wakes up.

She's surprised to learn from Antaka's sending what Moondrop and Stormsong have found out. Another elf in the storm? How can he survive in that weather? Judging from his will to avoid the elves at the tower, he might be a local who's suspicious of the newcomers. She wonders if Wander might know this mysterious fox hunter.

Laluna decides to hasten her work with the new clothes, in case the others will go out to look for the stranger when the morning comes.

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