MARCH 2015

[thecanopycrew]

Uncertain if this is a game for you? Curious to see how your character would act in it? Testing the waters? Then take them on this very first Home Tree Test Drive! directions ❀ Don't forget to read the Introduction , our Rules and the F.A.Q ❀ Post with your character with their name and canon in the subject line. ❀ Use the prompt(s) given here or make up your own! ❀ Both prose and comment spam format are welcome. ❀ Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to discuss OOCly while tagging. ❀ The Test Drive Meme can be used for your application's first person sample. ❀ This meme is is considered as OOC and not part of the game's canon. prompt Welcome to the Faerie Feast! After your have gained your wings, you are met by a feast on the second floor with all that the forest can offer you. Tables and chairs are set up everywhere along the walkway between the houses, allowing the new visitors to meet and greet - or try to hide in the corners and eat berries all by themselves. Try your new wings to be the first to grab those delicious crumbs of walnut bread? Or say hi to your party lights, courtesy of some excited glow worms and flies that just want to be your best friends. Explore how your new gem works, try put your leaf clothes or decide to head further into the tree, seeing just what kind of place your have stumbled into. Maybe you will even get a glimpse of those hairy legs on the fourth floor?

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omg precious giant baby

[stillgotsoul]

It seems that the drow is about to say something--she inhales, brows going up, up, up, and her expression heads towards 'sour', when Zara notices that shifty-eyed look going towards the little knot of glowing worms.

And it all becomes clear to her. However, she does not draw undue attention, at first. The act of feeding the little critters is something she would do herself, it is true, but she would be just as uncomfortable about it, especially if attention were brought to it.

So she finishes whatever dew is left in her walnut cup--a cup she needs to hold in her arms, no less--and gets to her feet, to extend that as a tray of sorts to the Roegadyn.

"You might need that," she offers. "You would naut want to drop any, I should think." More than that, the little critters could probably use whatever moisture the crumbs might absorb from the dew left in the cup. Not that Zara is about to draw any more attention to any of it than she already has by actually explaining that...