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LostButterfly92
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Little shy flutterby...
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- Joined: 4 yrs ago
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Username history
- LostButterfly92 4 yrs ago
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Recent Statuses
3 yrs ago
Tiny, shy, flutterby.
3 yrs ago
Fluttering without a way...
Bio
Bio
Age: 28
Status: Married
Zodiac: Pisces / Monkey
Gender: Female (she/her)
Height: 5' 1"
Location: New Hampshire
Languages: English, some Spanish
Favorites
Animals: Cats, sloths, skunks, frogs
Colors: Natural shades of green, blue, purple, brown, pale yellow and pinks
Fruits: Blueberries, Strawberries
Vegetables: Peas, Carrots
Desserts: Softserve icecream, Cobbler
Drinks: Raspberry Tea, Cream Soda
Meals: Pizza, Cheeseburgers
Plants: Daisy, Lilac, Wisteria, Willow
Music Genres: Soft Rock, Pop, Country
Video Game Genres: RPGs, Platformers, Life Simulators
Film/Literature Genres: Superheroes, Fantasy, Sci-Fi
Hobbies: Reading, writing, roleplaying, drawing, painting, crafting, exploring and relaxing outdoors
Fandoms: Spyro the Dragon, The Sims, Spore (the videogames), Pokemon, My Little Pony, How to Train Your Dragon, Sailor Moon, Animorphs, Red Wall, Deltora Quest, Naruto, Beastars, Worm (web series by Wildbow), DC and Marvel Superheroes, Game of Thrones
Roleplay Preferences:
Large group (5+ characters)
Fandom roleplays, animal or anthropomorphic characters, animal companions (like Pokemon or dragons), superheroes
While I thoroughly enjoy roleplays with romance (not smut), the hubby says no, so please don't encourage any romantic relationships. Thank you!
Current Roleplays:
:ò Animalia
Most Recent Posts
Welcome to the Guild, Pyro. =)
Welcome to the Guild. =) Love the avatar picture!
Hi Toki! Rats can be such wonderful pets...too bad I have two cats. =)
Hello and welcome to the Guild. =)
Welcome to the Guild. =)
I can completely understand the difficulty of fitting roleplaying into a busy adult schedule, but it is worth it!
I can completely understand the difficulty of fitting roleplaying into a busy adult schedule, but it is worth it!
Hi there! Welcome back to the Guild. =)
@Argetlam350 it's alright. Thank you for letting us know. =)
Melanie Rose Pourri
The Warren, 12:30PM
Interacting with @Zanavy
Just as Melanie went to swallow her last fry, she was startled by a sudden, unexpected voice, and started coughing and choking uncontrollably. With watering eyes, she groped for her water then chugged, until she could breath again--just a matter of seconds later.
"Ahuh,huh.... Really sorry about that..." Melanie apologized, feeling humiliated as she dabbed at her watery eyes with a napkin. When she looked up, Nolan was partially out of his seat, with claws extended and eyes dilated. Mel's tail stiffened.
"Are you okay?" he asked with concern. "Oh, um, yes. Thank you," she answered nervously, wondering if he would have eaten her if she was helpless much longer. But the boy relaxed, retracted his claws and sat back down. His eyes went back to normal, and he actually looked relieved.
"So uh, the uh, Winter Carnival?" Mel asked, looking at their visitor. It was a small owl-girl Mel vaguely recognized as a classmate. Mythology or computer class? The owl and lion both seemed to be looking expectantly.
"I-I don't know. Maybe. Why do you ask?" Melanie inquired, smiling nervously. She hated being put on the spot. She didn't even know herself if she wanted to go. Sure, Kayla wanted to go, but she had other friends now. And crowds were scary. And loud snowmobiles. And dancing. But the food might be good, and the ice sculptures...
The Warren, 12:30PM
Interacting with @Zanavy
Just as Melanie went to swallow her last fry, she was startled by a sudden, unexpected voice, and started coughing and choking uncontrollably. With watering eyes, she groped for her water then chugged, until she could breath again--just a matter of seconds later.
"Ahuh,huh.... Really sorry about that..." Melanie apologized, feeling humiliated as she dabbed at her watery eyes with a napkin. When she looked up, Nolan was partially out of his seat, with claws extended and eyes dilated. Mel's tail stiffened.
"Are you okay?" he asked with concern. "Oh, um, yes. Thank you," she answered nervously, wondering if he would have eaten her if she was helpless much longer. But the boy relaxed, retracted his claws and sat back down. His eyes went back to normal, and he actually looked relieved.
"So uh, the uh, Winter Carnival?" Mel asked, looking at their visitor. It was a small owl-girl Mel vaguely recognized as a classmate. Mythology or computer class? The owl and lion both seemed to be looking expectantly.
"I-I don't know. Maybe. Why do you ask?" Melanie inquired, smiling nervously. She hated being put on the spot. She didn't even know herself if she wanted to go. Sure, Kayla wanted to go, but she had other friends now. And crowds were scary. And loud snowmobiles. And dancing. But the food might be good, and the ice sculptures...
Melanie Rose Pourri
The Warren, 12:30PM
Melanie gleefully took her last bite, nearly swallowing a french fry whole. A deep chuckle shook the table. Mel curiously looked up to see Nolan with an amused smile on his face before he took a sip of rootbeer.
"What's so funny? Something on my face?" Mel asked selfconciously. She dabbed at her lips and muzzle with a napkin. Nolan shook his head lightly. "Oh, it's nothing..." he answered. Mel shook her head back, more vigorously. "No, You can't just say that! I need to know," she protested, leaning slightly forward with pleading eyes.
"Fine, fine. No need to beg," Nolan laughed. "It's just cited how happy you look when you eat something you like. You just kind of beam when you take a bite. And yet, you eat so fast I don't see how you even enjoy it!" he explained, paws spread pads up and brows raised in a bemused look.
"Oh, Melanie uttered, surprised, with a tinge of heat in her cheeks. She looked down at her empty plate, then over at his, only about half finished. "I guess I'm just used to being the middle kit and runt of the litter. It was tough having to compete for food, coming from an impoverished family," Melanie confided, feeling a little embarrassed. She picked a crumb off her plate with two claws then ate it thoughtfully. "If I liked something, I ate it especially fast so nobody else could take it from me."
Nolan tilted his head and smiled gently, his eyes softened. "I come from poverty, too," he told her sympathetically. He moved his paw slightly toward hers but drew back and flexed his claws. "But, my philosophy is to take it slow. Savor every second, and it will last longer," Nolan explained. As if to demonstrate, he took another big bite of burger, and chewed slowly and contently. Melanie looked at her own plate then watched him eat, enviousky. Nonchalantly he took a few fries from his plate and dropped them on hers. Melanie's eyes went wide and she snatched them up greedily. But as she ate them, slower than usual, she wondered if maybe predators weren't so scary or different after all.
The Warren, 12:30PM
Melanie gleefully took her last bite, nearly swallowing a french fry whole. A deep chuckle shook the table. Mel curiously looked up to see Nolan with an amused smile on his face before he took a sip of rootbeer.
"What's so funny? Something on my face?" Mel asked selfconciously. She dabbed at her lips and muzzle with a napkin. Nolan shook his head lightly. "Oh, it's nothing..." he answered. Mel shook her head back, more vigorously. "No, You can't just say that! I need to know," she protested, leaning slightly forward with pleading eyes.
"Fine, fine. No need to beg," Nolan laughed. "It's just cited how happy you look when you eat something you like. You just kind of beam when you take a bite. And yet, you eat so fast I don't see how you even enjoy it!" he explained, paws spread pads up and brows raised in a bemused look.
"Oh, Melanie uttered, surprised, with a tinge of heat in her cheeks. She looked down at her empty plate, then over at his, only about half finished. "I guess I'm just used to being the middle kit and runt of the litter. It was tough having to compete for food, coming from an impoverished family," Melanie confided, feeling a little embarrassed. She picked a crumb off her plate with two claws then ate it thoughtfully. "If I liked something, I ate it especially fast so nobody else could take it from me."
Nolan tilted his head and smiled gently, his eyes softened. "I come from poverty, too," he told her sympathetically. He moved his paw slightly toward hers but drew back and flexed his claws. "But, my philosophy is to take it slow. Savor every second, and it will last longer," Nolan explained. As if to demonstrate, he took another big bite of burger, and chewed slowly and contently. Melanie looked at her own plate then watched him eat, enviousky. Nonchalantly he took a few fries from his plate and dropped them on hers. Melanie's eyes went wide and she snatched them up greedily. But as she ate them, slower than usual, she wondered if maybe predators weren't so scary or different after all.
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