(( as some of you people know, I have another OC blog that features my Kirby OC’s: Saylia and Linus. Follow them here:
So for now, Kuryu will have a (probably) well deserved rest~! Don’t worry, I haven’t lost sight of where I am going with blog! I’m still making ideas here and there, and besides, Ku x Aaren is still my fav OTP!
So basically put: I’m gonna switch my focus to themageandthebomber and put Kuryu on hold for now. I’ll be back on here some time in the future!
Stay beautiful everyone!))
Oh, fuck yes.
Muse: Wicked Siren
Mun: Fearsome Barbarian
Mun: Regal Illusion
Muse: Graceful ShadowRegal Rogue for the mun~ Pandora doesn’t have a last name so she cannot do this.
Mun: Winged Chaos
Muse: Magical Vengeance (pffft)
Mun: Regal Venom
… Am i toxic? O.o;;
Muse: “Graceful Illusion… I guess that’s okay”
((Kuryu’s full name: Kuryu Ikasu ))
One day, a girl, came wandering near our cabin. My father saw her as no threat and so she let her be. I was about nine years old back when we first caught glimpse of her. I was out hunting with my mother by that time, Before we set off to go greet her, I was ordered to hide my ears as well as my tail. I didn’t question her because I knew that others find that my ears and my tail to be unusual. When we confronted the girl, she introduced herself as Rena and claimed that she was from the nearby town.
She was the only friend I’ve had as a kid.
She was… a lot like me when I was younger, always smiling, optimistic, athletic… she had the sweetest look in her eyes whenever we were together. I spent a lot of my time just hanging out with Rena, chatting, climbing up trees, exploring the mountains and everything. Whenever I went out, Rena would usually be by my side, and I would be by hers. The only downside was that I had to constantly hide my tail and my ears from her as to keep myself from being discovered. I always had to wear a long coat and earmuffs just to do so.
Those damned earmuffs were uncomfortable how they would squeeze my ears and I hated them.
My mom decided that she would allow Rena to stay with us. My father was opposed to the idea and I could understand why: the closer she stayed with us, the more likely we would be discovered, though my mother wasn’t too fond of the idea of letting her out her by herself either, and so, against my father’s request, my mom let her stay in our cabin, and thus I had to keep my tail and ears hidden whenever she was around.
It was hard because she shared a room with me.