charlie
There weren't many white ravens that Charlie had seen, and certainly far fewer who tended to sit and watch the goings-on of a rather strange (bizarre, some might say) yard sale on the beach. So it was that the ancient decided that the pale bird must be Maea, and opted to join her. Only...then she started vomiting and Charlie decided that perhaps she'd pick a different branch.
Croaking a sound of concern towards her avian counterpart, the ancient turned her bright blue stare towards the thing? man? creature? on the beach with interest. She couldn't look at him too long before it felt as if her inner ear was going to melt and drip down her feathers, and so instead she turned her gaze to the various things on offer.
Croaking a sound of concern towards her avian counterpart, the ancient turned her bright blue stare towards the thing? man? creature? on the beach with interest. She couldn't look at him too long before it felt as if her inner ear was going to melt and drip down her feathers, and so instead she turned her gaze to the various things on offer.
so hey, let's be friends
I'm dying to see how this one ends
I'm dying to see how this one ends
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
