tired stumble // open+joining

The crunching of snow echoed off the valley walls no matter how lightly Dolce tried to make her steps. She knew it probably wasn't nearly as loud as she thought but she was annoyed, and annoyed meant everything was louder. And colder.

She shivered, ruffling her wings against her back to preserve some warmth and being completely unsurprised when she was still pretty damn cold. Maybe she just wasn't built for snow. Whatever. She heard there was a nice little village to live in and she needed at least one peaceful and consistent thing in her life, so she'd learn to get used to the evil water flakes. Probably.

Apparently Dolce would also have to relearn how to use her nose in this wet ass forest because she couldn't find a territory border to save her life. "Eh, fuck it." With a heaving sigh the serval flopped onto the ground. If it took anyone too long to notice her then she could just die out here, who cared.

  Big words for a small cat, kid. Cry swooped down towards the serval. Lucky for the cat, she landed exactly where the border was. well... more like... 3 feet over, but she wasn't picky like most folks were. Borders were for scared chumps anyways (though she supposed borders were what kept Atbash safe). The raven huffed, ruffling her feathers. She tilted her head at the depressed cat. What's your problem kid. Tired? Heartbroken? People dont just fall dead on our land too often.

"SPEECH"

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Kirishima made it a habit of his to patrol the borders every morning, to see if there was any newcomers, visitors or anyone that could be hostile towards Snowbound. If anyone hostile showed up on the borders, he'd try to hold them back until more Snowbounders came.

Thankfully, Cinnamon wasn't hostile, though he had heard her swearing. A frown on his maw, the maned wolf would take a seat a few feet away from Cry and he looked at the young female.
[spoiler=tags :: updated 7/23]basics.
✯ Eijirou Kirishima (Goes by Kirishima or Kiri)
✯ Cis Male
✯ Eleven Months
✯ Eaglehunter of Snowbound
✯ No titles

appearance.
✯ Maned wolf
✯ Orange, black and white pelt
✯ Red eyes
✯ Has a scar over left eye & left hind leg is missing
✯ American accent

relationships.
✯ Friends w/ Izuku, Bakugou, Tsuyu, & Todoroki
✯ Considers Aizawa and All Might as his mentors
✯ [G1] NPC x NPC
✯ Homosexual
✯ Single
✯ Crushing on Bakugou
✯ No offspring

interaction.
✯ No powers
✯ attack in ORANGE[/spoiler]

ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

Atbash didn't want to leave camp. She really didn't, but seeing Cry heading out made her follow. If Cry had a reason to be out of camp, then so did she. The Hailcaller followed after her raven girlfriend and blinked down at the she-cat that had trespassed. She shouldn't be past the border. Atbash thought in a rough tone, frowning at Cinnamon Dolce as she waited for the girl to respond to Cry.

bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound

© madi

henri came over, finally beginning to learn his way around the place. snowbound's central town was hard to navigate, but he felt best in the surrounding territory- lot of open space, not a lot to run into. thus, he was rarely ever in the little village and instead spent his days slowly walking through the area. he heard the words of some individuals and henri was drawn over, eyes shut. he had left his sunglasses at home, unfortunately, and the light hurt.

"maybe she's hurt," the tom mused, shifting his weight. he looked her over- a serval, female, with a clear affinity for profanity. he was interested to see how this would play out.