Trick-or-Treating(Free treats!)
plutosongs' Clan
reclaiming my own shadows
Clan Info
call me pluto, please!
{they/them, totally in love with dragons...}
You fall deep, deep, deep into the Foxfire Brambles, and as the light above you fades behind the thorny branches,
someone catches you.
It is only a matter of time before you fully meet your saviors, who weave their way between the unforgiving barriers. First, they bring you to their outer settlement, and then, as if being granted access to a secret, you catch sight of a yawning maw to a cave, one that sinks deep and dark into the earth. You are told you could find a home here, or in there- or join the ranks of those who come seasonally, rarely, who fly the skies above and return when they wish.
But first, your wings are tired, and your mouth is dry. You hear the sound of merriment and hatchlings and life all around you, and dark as it may be, you find your eyes adjusted in the safety of the brambles above you. Food, drink, and a bed are offered to you freely, and company is quick to follow, with the cheerful voices of these dragons who call themselves family.
You are safe here. Nothing can penetrate this place if they do not allow it. The thorns are their safety, their protection, their home.
Welcome to the Foxfire Family.
messages/comments welcome, i am not selling any dragons other than hatchlings, i do not buy to exalt!
{they/them, totally in love with dragons...}
You fall deep, deep, deep into the Foxfire Brambles, and as the light above you fades behind the thorny branches,
someone catches you.
It is only a matter of time before you fully meet your saviors, who weave their way between the unforgiving barriers. First, they bring you to their outer settlement, and then, as if being granted access to a secret, you catch sight of a yawning maw to a cave, one that sinks deep and dark into the earth. You are told you could find a home here, or in there- or join the ranks of those who come seasonally, rarely, who fly the skies above and return when they wish.
But first, your wings are tired, and your mouth is dry. You hear the sound of merriment and hatchlings and life all around you, and dark as it may be, you find your eyes adjusted in the safety of the brambles above you. Food, drink, and a bed are offered to you freely, and company is quick to follow, with the cheerful voices of these dragons who call themselves family.
You are safe here. Nothing can penetrate this place if they do not allow it. The thorns are their safety, their protection, their home.
Welcome to the Foxfire Family.
Recent Comments
Don't worry about it :D
<3 Thank you my dear!
Omg, Castiel is an angel with a shotgun! :'D Regardless of me being right or not, thank you very very much forgiving him such a wonderful home <3
No prob! Arrow is a pretty noodle and deserves recognition! c:
Thanks for your kind words! =)
<3 <3 <3
Also Harmony is vv pretty :D
That's so funny I had no idea that you had a flight rising! But nice to meet you on here lol
I'm assuming you mean carmine because I don't have a carmen but thank you so much!! Also do you have an instagram? Because I know someone with the exact same username on there lol
Thank you for buying Garnet!
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