sisnotsissy:

back up, bitch.

sisnotsissy:

back up, bitch.

fairy-wren:

(via 500px / Booted Rackettail (Ecuador) by Juan Carlos Vindas)
flight rising is opening registration!

If you haven’t heard already  today is the day to get in! 
if you want to put me down for a referral or just add me as a friend  my username is Zukuro and my ID number is #466 
I have been collecting familiars to give out and I will have some pretty babies hatching just for the newbies so get in there!

thesoullessautomaton replied to your post:OOC
oh my gosh, that’s terrible. I’m so sorry to hear that’s happened. I hope things get better for you. Take as long as you need to rest! }}

//It’s taken quite a toll on everyone here, it’s just like having a rug pulled from under your feet. at least the media has kinda backed off it for now, they kinda made a mess of it by reporting things before all the facts are straight… //

OOC

// I feel I owe you guys a little explanation on why I’ve bean so dead here, even though it’s ungoldy o’clock AM. there’s some heavy stuff under the cut so if you’d rather here’s the  tl;dr: some bad things happened here and it’s only just starting to get better and I’m trying to  get back in a better mindset and hope to be back soon.

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zodiaccity:

"All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time." — Mitch Albom

zodiaccity:

"All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time." — Mitch Albom

fairy-wren:

Pileated Finch. Photo by Ricardo Gentil

fairy-wren:

Pileated Finch. Photo by Ricardo Gentil

rud-exe:

I DELETED BRIGHTEYES I’M SORRY

But hey I made this new awful blog

Because, hey, I really love inFamous and the whole conduit thing

onethousanddeadwendies:

DON’T STARVE 2048
Wanted to hop on the 2048 bandwagon. Made a Don’t Starve 2048.
Play it here

onethousanddeadwendies:

DON’T STARVE 2048

Wanted to hop on the 2048 bandwagon. Made a Don’t Starve 2048.

Play it here

fairy-wren:

Burrowing Owl. Photo by Sam Bobbing

fairy-wren:

Burrowing Owl. Photo by Sam Bobbing

chocolate-time-machine:

queensimia:

tytonidaeus:

barn owl best owl

I love how the barn owls are literally making (◕ヮ◕) faces

helP ME

Damien's paws thud as he charges the camp. He gave no warning, no barking, no growling. Nothing. He was hungry and it'd been a damn long time since he'd gotten ANYTHING to eat. The hound was getting tired of it and was taking action.

starved-hound:

walkerinkwell:

starved-hound:

walkerinkwell:

The sound, the smell, the very heat of the hound’s body was caught well before the beast would breach the walls. Walker quickly swallowed his egg into the secure pocket behind his ribs and  flared his frills. As Damien drew closer Walker braced himself, arching  his back and showing his teeth.

Boiling ink dripped from his mouth and  hot smoke plumed form his nose.  

He may not have had much warning but he was ready to fight.

The hound lets off a massive roar to the creature, the smell of hot ink wasn’t about to stop him. 

Damien draws closer, showing off his teeth before pouncing upon the creature, quickly looking for something to clamp his teeth down into- What the hell was this thing?

 Screeching back at the Hound Walker thrashed to try and throw the hound. he couldn’t liquify with the egg in his pocket. if Damien broke the skin he would be met with  hot ink flowing between the skin and muscle.

 Flexing his neck Walker tried to  snap his jaws on whatever part of the hound he could.  

He only managed to get his claws in, he screeched as the hot liquid made contact with his paws- Then he screamed even louder as jaws caught one of his legs. 

Glassy teeth buried in the hound’s leg with as much crushing force as he could give; Walker had every intention of killing this beast if he got the chance. Twisting his head like a pair of pliers to try and pry the hound off.

Angel: I brought a cake!~ jeez uncle walker why so tense? Is something wrong?

//???//

Damien's paws thud as he charges the camp. He gave no warning, no barking, no growling. Nothing. He was hungry and it'd been a damn long time since he'd gotten ANYTHING to eat. The hound was getting tired of it and was taking action.

starved-hound:

walkerinkwell:

The sound, the smell, the very heat of the hound’s body was caught well before the beast would breach the walls. Walker quickly swallowed his egg into the secure pocket behind his ribs and  flared his frills. As Damien drew closer Walker braced himself, arching  his back and showing his teeth.

Boiling ink dripped from his mouth and  hot smoke plumed form his nose.  

He may not have had much warning but he was ready to fight.

The hound lets off a massive roar to the creature, the smell of hot ink wasn’t about to stop him. 

Damien draws closer, showing off his teeth before pouncing upon the creature, quickly looking for something to clamp his teeth down into- What the hell was this thing?

 Screeching back at the Hound Walker thrashed to try and throw the hound. he couldn’t liquify with the egg in his pocket. if Damien broke the skin he would be met with  hot ink flowing between the skin and muscle.

 Flexing his neck Walker tried to  snap his jaws on whatever part of the hound he could.  

Damien's paws thud as he charges the camp. He gave no warning, no barking, no growling. Nothing. He was hungry and it'd been a damn long time since he'd gotten ANYTHING to eat. The hound was getting tired of it and was taking action.

The sound, the smell, the very heat of the hound’s body was caught well before the beast would breach the walls. Walker quickly swallowed his egg into the secure pocket behind his ribs and  flared his frills. As Damien drew closer Walker braced himself, arching  his back and showing his teeth.

Boiling ink dripped from his mouth and  hot smoke plumed form his nose.  

He may not have had much warning but he was ready to fight.