Waldhexa
@materterrae
A feast for the fungus, a soul for the deep, Where the stars and the spores have a promise to keep. I stand where the earth meets the throat of the night, With dirt in my marrow and teeth in the light.
Pretty boi Roscoe has an infection, and is dehydrated, but some time, meds, and water is gonna make him feel 100%
Kansas still doesn't feel like home, but I lived here before when I was young.
This thing belonged to my uncle before he died. I think he has bad eyes. I'm the only person he'll let touch him. Anyway his name is Roscoe.
Actually I haven't seen a lot of people in a long time. My bestie, My sister, and my niblings, have been completely out of my life for about 2 or 3ish years. The goblin in the garden has been gone a little longer. Honestly I haven't seen or talked to anyone in a long time.
I'm making a tiny biosphere. In a box XP. It has dubia roaches and dairy cow isopods!
Not even a little bit. But I'm going to go float in the pool while it storms. It'll be a good time.
... ... Bitch, I don't even remember me half the time! You're gonna need to give me a hint. XP
I would definitely rather fight a munch of small horses. And I would keep every single one. Also ducks are horrible creatures and a horse sized duck would be the worst thing to have to fight. Have you ever been wing-punched by a goose? That shit hurts and a horse sized bird would probably kill me.
This is at our local Taco Bell. I will die for lelu and whoever drew her.
It would appear I no longer have one. But my cousin is my closest friend, so I guess him now.
