1. Momoshiro

    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...
  2. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  3. Momoshiro

    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...
  4. Momoshiro

    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...
  5. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  6. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  7. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  8. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  9. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  10. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  11. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    “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...
  12. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    “...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...
  13. Momoshiro

    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    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...
  14. Momoshiro

    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...
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    Private Home Away From Home [M]

    “...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...
  16. Momoshiro

    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...
  17. Momoshiro

    Open Roads no one remembers

    Momo went on quite the journey of expressions as he watched Garrod and Omari prepare—and then eat—their scorpions. At first, it was curiosity. Then hesitation. Then immediate regret. His eye twitched. Color drained from his face, leaving it a faint, sickly green. His ears slowly folded back...
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    Open Roads no one remembers

    As before, Momo found himself doing more watching than talking. The others clearly shared a history. He could see it in the ease of their exchanges, the unspoken familiarity between them. It stirred his curiosity almost immediately. How had they met? Was it through an adventure like this one...
  19. Momoshiro

    Open Roads no one remembers

    Momoshiro listened intently as Anira recounted her journey, his attention fully captured. With each detail she shared, his excitement only grew—likely the opposite of her intent. That became clear when she offered to guide him to the nearest port instead of allowing him to continue on with them...
  20. Momoshiro

    Paint by Adventures | A Seasonal Event Thread

    A great many steps later, you find yourself entering a spacious den. There are plush pillows, rich carpets, and what appears to be a table laden with all of your favorite foods and beverages. Perhaps even things you’ve almost forgotten you’ve once enjoyed. Behind the table is a beautiful...
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