- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Online Availability
- GMT+0 Evenings and Weekends
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Light fantasy, historical, steampunk, some post-apocalyptic (think, biker rust-punk), anthro (non-anime furry), modern, some sci fi...this & that, I'm pretty random. I don't mind getting frisky as well!
Xylia soon began to stir, nuzzling Elspeth under her chin and hugging her a bit more to herself before opening her eyes to smile up at the elf. "Did you have a good sleep?" she asked, her own voice still sounding airy with sleep. Her hair had fallen into her eyes a bit and she pushed it back as she sat up and stretched. "Oh my, we did sleep for a while, hm? Are you hungry at all?" she wondered, blushing a bit when she felt Elspeth had been watching her sleep.