1. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo had only just steadied himself after dismounting when the door burst open and the older woman hurried toward them with all the force of a storm long held back. The foxkin froze for a moment where he stood beside Forbs, one hand still resting lightly against the horse’s flank as he watched...
  2. Momoshiro Komori

    Open Roads no one remembers

    The dunes ahead shimmered wrong. Not heat-haze wrong—something deeper. Like the desert itself had begun to blink. The sands no longer felt like empty distance so much as a held breath, something vast and waiting just beneath the surface of the world. Momo’s pace slowed for half a step before...
  3. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Drums in the Deep

    “Momo,” she humored him back. The foxkin’s ears twitched faintly at that, some of the tension easing from his shoulders despite the violent groaning of the ship around them. The cargo hold creaked with every swell now, the timbers sounding less like wood and more like something alive straining...
  4. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo listened quietly as Osytha spoke, his crimson eyes drifting out across the village unfolding before them. The sounds reached him first—the laughter, the chopping wood, the distant singing carried softly on the autumn air. Then came the smells: smoke, earth, bread, livestock, damp leaves...
  5. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Drums in the Deep

    The deeper Momo descended, the more the ship seemed to change around him. Above deck, the world had been all salt wind, creaking timber, and the uneasy groan of storm-churned waters. Down here, however, those familiar sounds became something stranger. The wooden ribs of the vessel moaned like...
  6. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo’s ears twitched faintly at her words, that soft gratitude in her voice settling somewhere warm beneath his ribs. For a moment, he said nothing. His fingers remained loosely woven in Forbs’ mane while the great horse carried them steadily onward, and his gaze stayed fixed ahead where the...
  7. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Drums in the Deep

    DRUMS IN THE DEEP Private thread for @Krava'quiloor The first few days at sea had almost felt like a reward. When the merchant vessel departed the fog-shadowed edges of Crorefell, the skies had been clear enough to make one question every grim tale sailors ever told. Sunlight had spilled...
  8. Momoshiro Komori

    Open Welcome to Barrow Falls

    Welcome to Barrow Falls This is a horror themed thread where memory blurs with nightmare, and meaning tends to shift the longer you stare at it. Expect encounters that make your skin crawl, danger that lingers in the mist, and silence that feels louder than anything else. There is no safe...
  9. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo’s ears flicked back for just a moment at her question—not from discomfort, but from the sudden ache of fondness it stirred. His hands loosened slightly on the reins as Forbs carried them onward beneath the amber canopy, the gentle creak of saddle leather and the rhythmic clop of hooves...
  10. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    By now, Momo had settled into the saddle with… perhaps more dignity than one might expect, given the deeply embarrassing start to his riding career. That was not to say there had not been a learning curve. There absolutely had. At first, every unexpected shift of Forbítter’s broad frame had...
  11. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo’s hand rose almost instinctively to his nose, checking that it was, in fact, still intact after her teasing observation. “…Good,” he murmured under his breath, sounding faintly relieved before glancing back at her. A small smile touched his mouth then—warmer, quieter than before. “I...
  12. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo nearly choked outright when she invited him to visit Astenvale Monastery. Not from alarm—well, not entirely—but because he had chosen that exact moment to take another bite. He coughed once, politely turned aside, and thumped a fist lightly against his chest before finally managing to...
  13. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo listened closely, the way he often did when someone genuinely intrigued him—quietly, attentively, as though each word deserved its proper place before he decided what to do with it. At her first remark, his grin came easily, though perhaps a touch more sheepish this time. “Oh… I’m feeling...
  14. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    The sky had mostly cleared by now, leaving only a scattering of white and gray clouds drifting lazily overhead. They moved without urgency, soft and unbothered, their shadows gliding over rolling hills, grassy fields, and the old drystone walls that stitched the land together. When one...
  15. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    “How do you feel?” Momo answered not with words at first, but by gently pressing his forehead to Guffy’s. The little dog immediately went to work, licking enthusiastically at his cheek and chin as though sheer affection alone might piece him back together. Despite the pain radiating through his...
  16. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    “...Er. Sorry...” For a moment, Momo simply stared at her. He blinked once. Then twice. And just like that, the brief pause gave way to the return of that familiar warmth—his easy smile flowing back into place as though it had never left. One of his white fox ears twitched, betraying his...
  17. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    Momo’s smile widened the moment he saw the little dog’s tail take off like a wind-whipped banner. His own tail picked up speed too, swaying eagerly behind him as he crouched lower and tapped his fingertips lightly against the ground in invitation. But the dog didn’t move. Not yet. Instead, it...
  18. Momoshiro Komori

    Open Roads no one remembers

    Momo’s instincts had been right—but what he hadn’t anticipated was just how formidable his new companions truly were. Omari and Garrod moved like seasoned veterans, launching into action with the kind of practiced precision that only came from experience hard-won. There was no wasted motion, no...
  19. Momoshiro Komori

    Private Home Away From Home

    “...That one looks like skewered pork… and that one—definitely a pile of udon noodles.” His stomach answered with a low, unimpressed groan as Momo lay sprawled across the hillside, staring up at the slow drift of clouds overhead. A breeze rolled through the valley, stirring the trees in a soft...
  20. Momoshiro Komori

    Private The Deeper Water the Uglier the Fish

    The journey from his mountain home to the coastal village had been a long one. Not particularly harsh, just drawn out—mile after mile of winding paths and shifting terrain. Still, it gave Momo time to think. Time to breathe. Time to take in sights he hadn’t visited in years. His work carried him...
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