Recent content by Apricity Prim

Goodness. He was brittle. Apricity finally eased up on him, not without pushing his arm back a little - another pop and he'd be fine. The things one learns tussling with siblings. They weren't all bad, she vaguely thought. I might actually miss them now... It was a shame they were now enemies...

Several days ago... "...and these here, quite novel specimens, they're used for medicinal - " "Purple... is nice color. Alvays like purple... But never matches my fur, purple, orange, brown... Maybe someday, I hide brown? Purple match someday..." "Erm, yes... the purple ones, they're...

"Oh, don't give me scat!" Apricity hissed, yanking the beast's arm back further. "You remember..." She blinked then, her voice trailing off. Okay. Were those tears? Those were tears. Tears from a little sickly weasel, a rat, a skinny ferret, or some roly-poly woodlander sort she would have...

Disgusting. Why couldn't beasts have the foresight to throw up salt-water before falling unconscious on the shore? Honestly, was it so hard to dribble it out and not have one's rescuer - such as she was - caught in the splash zone? And now he would likely have some case of pneumonia if something...

Several days ago... The room was a mess of black cloth. It was draped over everything, strips and tatters layering the floor. Clothespins lay in piles all around, holding various yardsticks in place. The idea was there, there was enough for every piece... now she just needed to put it together...

Several days ago... It was getting frustratingly difficult to hide it. Why now, of all times? Why not five months later, seven months later? Why not an invitation when she would be thin? When she would be one of those petite little jills who always got invited to stay overnights. How dare...

Apricity decided to form thoughts and opinions on the crate's contents at a later time. It was, for now, enough to just know what was where. And so, sand and water kicking up behind her, she ran to the next, and the next, pushing them until they were snug in the wet, muddy bank, working them...

Apricity stared. There was a hungry look in her eye - one of them, anyway, the one that looked like it belonged to a marten and not a wildcat. If only somebeast conscious had been there to see it, they might have wondered if the creature she had just sewn up was going to be sewn up for long. It...

She'd never been so excited to see a tree before. Not even when those geese were chasing her. Apricity Lucia Priscilla Araminta Millicent Primavera Lunabelle Abstinence Prim leaned her chin on the edge of the crow's nest basket and sighed. It felt as if the air in her lungs was blowing the...

Apricity Lucia Priscilla Araminta Millicent Primavera Lunabelle Abstinence Prim Age23 SpeciesPine Marten PronounsShe/Her SizeMedium BuildTall, lanky RankCaptain and Entire Crew of the Indominable Gusto, a private cutter at the bottom of a harbor, somewhere PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION...