Recent content by Kiptooth Rowanheart

Discretion was going to be the order of the day. Kiptooth was grateful that Jeshal was at least aware of – and, as expected considering his history – accepting of this young fox. The rest could be worked out as Corda saw fit with time, and dearly he hoped that things would work out for her and...

Any confusion Kiptooth had begun to feel at the vixen’s behaviour was swiftly assuaged by her explanation. The marten listened in fascinated silence as Corda spoke. Whether it was a sign of changing times or just that she was a trusting individual he knew not. Regardless, that she was both aware...

The poor girl. He could not hope to know her full story, but from what little she had disclosed there was a simmering sense of righteous anger for her situation. The seas were a harsh place to live, perilous and exhausting and more often than not incredibly dull alongside the discomforts of...

Regarding the hedgehog quietly, Kiptooth noted her observations and nodded: an insightful and tactful answer indeed. Before he had the opportunity to explain his own thought process and the reasonings for his asking the rabbit intervened to defend the papers. One ear flicked, both quietly...

Tempting though it was to give Corda some reassurance, Kiptooth did not feel it appropriate to single out her lack of confidence in the presence of these two able medics. It would be no overnight process, but already old paternal instincts were firing up and keen to see her develop an identity...

Well she was a charming vixen, and Kiptooth’s smile broadened into a grin at her flattery, even if the cynic in him wasn’t too sold on managing a great many years more. He need not reflect on his own mortality long, however: bemusement soon settled on his face when Corda explained the...

One ear twitched, but aside from the smile still hovering about his muzzle there was little disguising the tinge of concern in his eyes. Kiptooth had witnessed all manner of young and eager recruits across the seasons throw themselves into service, heads filled with stories from families or...

Now this was a motley crew of medics, and it took no small amount of skill for Kiptooth to maintain a neutral expression as both hedgehog and rabbit arrived to make their introductions alongside Corda. Woodlander integration had come late in his life, older as he was, and whilst personal...

Evening shades were beginning to creep upon the Harbour and those ships docked in the bay, umber and ruddy orange giving way to the soft purples of twilight. Early stars, tiny pinpoints in the half-light, caught the tips of darkening waves which lapped steadily against the BlackShip’s sturdy...

It was evident by his expression that news of this influx of “medical professionals” had yet to reach Kiptooth. The BlackShip was a monster of a vessel: it came as pleasant surprise to know there should at least be adequate paws around to help with managing the sheer numbers of crew. It had been...

Many a season had passed beneath the keel since Kiptooth had last set up aboard a ship proper. The Hide had been his home for long enough that the space was all but customised to his needs back then, everything in its place and within easy reach of his paws; the BlackShip, being a much larger...

Kiptooth Rowanheart AgeSomewhere in his late 60’s - mid 70’s, though he could not give you an exact year. SpeciesPine Marten PronounsHe/Him Size (Extra Small, Small, Medium, Large, Extra Large)Shorter side of average (Avg. 5'7") BuildOnce stocky, losing muscle tone to appear...