HandHelld's Literatures
The passage of time wasn’t something Logbellow paid all too much attention to, not for all his seasons. He could scarcely remember a time when the moons had dragged on, when every day and night was slow and he was forced to stop and think.
Maelmir lifted his head to the sky he couldn't see, and let out an earth shattering wail. Large droplets formed at the corners of every eye, cascading down to the stone below. As Maelmir’s tears hit the ground, they vaporized into a purple mist that slowly filled the room until it was nothing but fog. --- Or, The true story of the Holy war.
“They’re amber.”
The kid said it so matter-of-factly that it made Worick pause. He’d always known he had yellow-orange eyes, and he’d assumed they had stayed the same when he went blind. Revi had obviously seen them before, why was he only just now realizing their color?
“How’d you not notice they were yellow?” He chose to say with a lopsided smirk and raised brow.
“No, they’re amber.” Revi repeated, as if the color held some sort of significance.
// OR Worick talks about the history of dragons
Lionrose and Tigerfrost have a late night discussion about their time in Lynxclan.
- Ant ventures into Lynxclan territory in search of mushrooms
One day they shall kiss
Sneeze comes back from his extended vacation after the Lynx v Raven war and speaks with Otterspark and Reedsprout about what occurred
war
Minnowpaw finally gets Foxpaw to take a fuckin break and relax.
Sneezepaw and dovepaw meet!
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A son of the ruler visits his king he looks up to his lord with nothing but hope and wonder He offers what he has to spare He offers what he's saved He offers what he shouldn't Offers what he doesn't have
Due to a mix up, Hiroki joins class 1-A a week into the school year!
This is simply me having fun writing for Hiroki and his interactions with Class 1-A