“ we both know what won’t even leave a scratch dear. “

Stop calling me that-

Yes.

Oh lord valhir forgive me for I have sinned

I am nothing but a man.

They both know she won’t, but it’s a waste of a good blade.

// thoughts?

Good morning Gersemi!

Morning mama bear. How are you this fine day? Sleep well?

How do you know that-

Was it the spirits…

Hmmm… who then? Surely it can not be the Winters Claw

I always do.

Udyr got on his knees and gently grasped the woman’s hand, bringing it closer to his mouth, opening his mouth and brought forward his tongue. Licking the blood off her claws ever so gently, making sure to get it all removed from her body “ I love you my dear Gersemi. “

Uhhh trousers and a jacket-

Sometimes I like losing.

He has the best polishing kit! He uses it for his own claws and horns

ᴍʏ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴛᴏᴏʟ ᴏꜰ ᴊᴜꜱᴛɪᴄᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴍʏ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ. 𝐉̶𝐀̶𝐂̶𝐊̶ ̶𝐓̶𝐇̶𝐄̶ ̶𝐑̶𝐈̶𝐏̶𝐏̶𝐄̶𝐑̶ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐍/𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈-𝐋𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝟏𝟖+

What?