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ID: #3434

Name: Warden

Gender: Alien

Location: Dragonsmaw Manor

Born 3 years, 5 months ago

Career: Explorer

Owner: Crawlaggar


Species: Rabbit

Color: Fairy

Costume: Fairy

Buffs:

House: FurCash House

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Approved: 7 Apr 2017, 6:08 pm

Likes: 21 ♥

Tags: purple green glasses rabbit jackalope brown mint scarf fairy lop

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Warden looks stunning!

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Warden
Alien
They/Them - It/Its - Vae/Vaer
Gay
Jackalope-Shaped Alien

Mischevious/Playful/Friendly/Kind-Hearted/Naive/Capricious/Adventurous

Warden appeared alongside Garrett when Warden was just a small bunny. Like most of vaer other housemates, nobody knows where Warden came from, other than it was likely the same place Garrett originated from. Despite being two completely different species, Garrett and Warden are regarded as siblings.

Always adventurous, and quick on vaer feet, Warden spends of of vaer time wandering around the wilderness, sometimes gone for days or weeks at a time. While Sitri occasionally accompanies Warden as a bodyguard, most of the time, Warden is alone, dodging monsters and vicious plants by vaerself.

Vae spends vaer home time either snuggling with vaer boyfriend, Deniz or playing pranks on the residents of Dragonsmaw. Nobody knows why such a plucky and naive character picked such a place as Dragonsmaw to live, to be honest. But now most residents know that when Warden is near, something will go wrong in the most hilarious fashion.

Occasionally, vae visit vaer other boyfriend, Frisk. Deniz, Frisk, and Warden are happily in a poly triad, and enjoy getting into mischief together.

I like to roleplay, but I'd rather do it in forums or PMs! Ping me if you wanna play. :3



Comments 5

    • One didn't even need to go to the mountains to live as a hermit, the place was pretty hermity as places went.

      "But what if I'm not awake?" He yawned again and then studied his guest. "You look different than last time."

    • The mouse opens one eye, arm hanging off the couch, looking hella disoriented and half awake but still, but still, "I know you are but what am I?" as burns went it was mild.

      He yawned and sat up.

    • The mouse's ears fidget to the beat and he smushes his face against the couch pillows, rolling about till his tail flopped half off the furniture.

      From the immeasurable distance of the ceiling plops an old fashioned calling card of the kind with a paper lace border and carefully used calligraphy. The words on the front just said "Nice shades." Albeit, in a very proper manner.

      The mouse stays asleep.

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