Recent content by Dusk Rainblade

Dusk had accepted the invitation more out of curiosity than eagerness. Even at the height of their martial harmony, Talinn had rarely asked her for fashion advice; he'd always been quite confident in his own choice of attire, with only small questions of accessorizing or color matching left to...

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Dusk made a mental note to assign Nutty to investigate the paranatural properties of poetic irony as, no sooner than Tanya made her comment, the opera house collapsed in on itself. To her immense relief, this coincided with her son, her potential grandson, and a number of their party escaping...

Approved! Also, love the colors!

Dusk stiffened as Kaii approached her, and the vixen's eyes immediately darted to where her youngest daughter, the fourth crown princess of Fyador, Duchess of Khaeronea and eighth in line to the throne, was playing with her tail like a little kit. Alexei has the same nervous habit, she...

Dusk caught her breath outside, pulling away the sleeve she'd held over her snout to keep away the worst of the smoke. "Not quite yet," she stated, her voice a touch on edge. "Alwyn's still in there." Her tail twitched in irritation and worry as she turned back to the door, peering keenly...

Sorry for the long delay folks! All the outstanding requests are worked.

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It was chaos. Beasts were climbing up onto the remnants of the stage, beating a hasty retreat for the stage door as the fire spread. The timbers of the opera house roof groaned, threatening an inevitable collapse. Even the vulpine supremacists had recognized that the situation was getting...

Dusk was not a warrior or a general. She'd been in wars before, albeit unwittingly; she'd been caught on Downel in the early days of the Winter War, when Coalition troops had staged an unexpected invasion of the island, and in a technical sense she'd been a soldier for the Verfolger in their war...

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Dusk nodded, willing to let matters rest there while Kaii worked through the revelations that had just been foisted upon him. "My door will always be open to you, Kaii," she informed him, "including if you need a place to vent or cry. Please," she requested, "do let me know what you decide about...

For a moment it looked like Dusk might stand and cross around the desk to hug him; she put her paws on her desk to push herself to her feet, then hesitated. Instead she reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a handkerchief monogrammed DDR in ornate cursive stitching, presenting it to Kaii...