Aconitira's Literatures
It’s the fall season. When the leaves begin to change colour and shed from the trees, and the air is nice and crisp… The perfect season for Nightmare to explore the world and bring chaos to the toskal world. It’s hunting time, and no one is safe from the hulking mass of shadow and fear that is Nightmare. His teeth pointed and his claws ready and eager for the hunt. The kill… the slaughter.
Somethings happening in the toskal realm. The veil between reality and fantasy is getting thinner. All those legends, all those terrifying stories of ghosts and spirits and demons? Those aren’t just stories anymore. All the things that go bump in the night, those horrifying tales of headless creatures, ghosts, blood drinking witches. All of it is true and has now come to invade your homeland, and a great deal of them intend to make a meal out of you. How does your toskal react, and more, what does your toskal do to try and survive? The already dangerous world already became that much more treacherous. The legendaries and stories have come into the cannon world, and survival is optional.
Somethings happening in the toskal realm. The veil between reality and fantasy is getting thinner. All those legends, all those terrifying stories of ghosts and spirits and demons? Those aren’t just stories anymore. All the things that go bump in the night, those horrifying tales of headless creatures, ghosts, blood drinking witches. All of it is true and has now come to invade your homeland, and a great deal of them intend to make a meal out of you. How does your toskal react, and more, what does your toskal do to try and survive? The already dangerous world already became that much more treacherous. The legendaries and stories have come into the cannon world, and survival is optional.
Your toskal is out exploring. On their Rite, Hunting, gathering, or just having a bit of fun. As they trespass into an area, they don’t immediately realize it until it's too late. It’s become too quiet… Oddly quiet. Eerily so. Like everything else was holding its breath, waiting. Then you feel it. Something cold, like mist skimming over your fur, but when you look you see nothing at all. But then, THERE! In the corner of your eye you see something spectral. There and yet not. The form of another toskal in the distance, but it wasn’t quite… right. See through, not totally there… and suddenly you understand. How does your toskal react to this spirit(or spirits) they’ve come across? This can be a haunted village, forest, house ect. Are the spirits friendly, or do they have a more dangerous intent, hoping to have you join them in the afterlife?
Somethings happening in the toskal realm. The veil between reality and fantasy is getting thinner. All those legends, all those terrifying stories of ghosts and spirits and demons? Those aren’t just stories anymore. All the things that go bump in the night, those horrifying tales of headless creatures, ghosts, blood drinking witches. All of it is true and has now come to invade your homeland, and a great deal of them intend to make a meal out of you. How does your toskal react, and more, what does your toskal do to try and survive? The already dangerous world already became that much more treacherous. The legendaries and stories have come into the cannon world, and survival is optional.
Somethings happening in the toskal realm. The veil between reality and fantasy is getting thinner. All those legends, all those terrifying stories of ghosts and spirits and demons? Those aren’t just stories anymore. All the things that go bump in the night, those horrifying tales of headless creatures, ghosts, blood drinking witches. All of it is true and has now come to invade your homeland, and a great deal of them intend to make a meal out of you. How does your toskal react, and more, what does your toskal do to try and survive? The already dangerous world already became that much more treacherous. The legendaries and stories have come into the cannon world, and survival is optional.
Somethings happening in the toskal realm. The veil between reality and fantasy is getting thinner. All those legends, all those terrifying stories of ghosts and spirits and demons? Those aren’t just stories anymore. All the things that go bump in the night, those horrifying tales of headless creatures, ghosts, blood drinking witches. All of it is true and has now come to invade your homeland, and a great deal of them intend to make a meal out of you. How does your toskal react, and more, what does your toskal do to try and survive? The already dangerous world already became that much more treacherous. The legendaries and stories have come into the cannon world, and survival is optional.
An odd phenomenon has been happening in the toskal world lately, and that oddity is… PUMPKINS! Pumpkins everywhere! No matter what biome, no matter where you live, these bright orange things are sprouting everywhere and persisting! But what to do with them? Pumpkin is now a constant staple in your food, your drinks, your baking… and it is surprisingly delicious. And look! A new and interesting game has come to be. Carving! Adults and pups alike have been carving out and competing to make the best jack-o-lanterns! How skilled are you? Will you take home the prize of the Jack-O-Queen? Or will you be left behind with your sad excuse of a pumpkin?
Sensitive Self Harm Content
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Furiosa's Apocalypse Legend Mission
Somethings happening in the toskal realm. The veil between reality and fantasy is getting thinner. All those legends, all those terrifying stories of ghosts and spirits and demons? Those aren’t just stories anymore. All the things that go bump in the night, those horrifying tales of headless creatures, ghosts, blood drinking witches. All of it is true and has now come to invade your homeland, and a great deal of them intend to make a meal out of you. How does your toskal react, and more, what does your toskal do to try and survive? The already dangerous world already became that much more treacherous. The legendaries and stories have come into the cannon world, and survival is optional.
Tiburon's pup life
Bino's pup life.
Mari'sol's pup life
Arinitti heads on her rite
Azura takes a look at her leadership role.
Meridia's life as a pup
Vuvalini settles after her rite
Vuvalini heads on her rite.
Vuvalini's life as a pup.
Chitsime returns home after his rite.
Chitsime heads out on his rite.
Chitsime's life as a young pup
Arinitti's pup life mission
The day of Azura's rite has arrived
Azura relishes in her people, nature, and their religion based around it.