NightsOfNovember

A goblin and his cave(closed)

She woke up with a jerk of her shoulders, but did not sit up instantly, instead kept laying down and calmly recollected where exactly she was. The cave, Gryson, the wolves...she yawned and pulled the blanket over her head, and calmly stretched her legs out all the way, pointing her toes out, and then retracted her legs and feet, curling up into a ball. She peeked out from under the blanket, towards the front of the cave, looking at the bright sunshine pouring in. She couldn't tell what time it was around because she couldn't see where the sun was in the sky, but gathered it was somewhere in the late morning due to the amount of warm sun pouring in the front of the cave.

A goblin and his cave(closed)

"Oh! I sleep laying down too. I don't know of anyone who sleeps sitting upright, do you? Of course we can share the blanket again," she said, and she settled down and lay down beside him, pulling the thick, sweet smelling fur blanket over them. She pulled the blanket up to her top lip, and then closed her eyes. She relaxed quickly, her tension in her body evaporating as she slowly drifted to sleep, small little puffs escaping her mouth under the blanket, which had opened only slightly as she fell asleep.

A goblin and his cave(closed)

She shrugged off the marking of the territory, dismissing it from her mind for the time being, since she was so tired. She nodded, as he quickly left from within the blanket with her, but she wondered to herself why he had darted so quickly away. She pulled the blanket about her, standing their quietly, watching him string and tie the two hammocks into one. "When did you learn to do all these things? I did not learn to sew until I was almost 6, and I started to learn to read shortly after I can remember talking. Maybe around the age of four? You do so much with your hands," she observed coolly. When he finished, she watched him hop into the hammock with ease, and as he motioned for her, she walked over, wrapped up in the sweet smelling blanket. When she sat down, the black bear fur softly touched his elbow as she climbed and settled into the hammock, pulling her knees up to her chest. "Do you sleep quietly?"

A goblin and his cave(closed)

She cocked her head to the side, utterly confused. "You marked your territory? What does that mean?" She looked at the hammocks, and thought for a moment, pondering how they could both fit into one. "Could we tie the two together? It would make more room for us if we were to share. I also have a blanket made from black bear fur, it is in my bag folded up." She thought to herself about the nights over the last almost week, pushed up against trees, wrapped in the blanket, most nights hardly getting more than an hour or two of sleep because of fear. She hopped out of the hammock, and went and grabbed her bag from the bathroom, and came back to the hammock. She stood in front of the hammock, going through her bag, and eventually pulling out a blanket that had been folded several times to make it fit into the bag. She shook it out, it's dark, glossy fur thick and soft to the touch. It was big enough to cover them both, and enough for them to be able to wrap up in comfortably, but would not fit anyone else, so in a sense it was good that there was only the two of them. She took ahold of his wrist, and pulled him up to stand beside her, and wrapped the blanket around them both.
"Now we will have body heat and this blanket to help us stay warm," she said, smiling. The big blanket smelled like the herbs and petals that were used to be strewn around the floors of her room and that were stuffed in her mattress to keep things smelling sweet. The fur itself smelled of lavender, roses, and apple blossoms, and as they stood wrapped up inside of it, the smell stuck to them as their body heat and the heat from the blanket rose quickly.

Looking for 1x1 partner, any gender, high casual level at least

Well good afternoon, of sorts. It is cold here, so I wouldn't really call it good, but I'm snugged up inside, so that's good right? Anyway, I am interested in starting an rp with you, obviously, hence my posting. I wouldn't mind a SupernaturalxHuman or SupernaturalxSupernatural pairing. Do either of these strike you? I am an adult female, and would rather like to play a female, it is just my own personal preference to play women. I can post 2 times daily, but more often than not in the evenings Mon-Thurs, but will make it a point to try to do during the day some if it is an issues. I get online daily, and will reply daily, and would expect the same. I usually reply with a minimum of two paragraphs, and am not sure what my max reply would be, it all depends on how our plot goes and how much effort you put into it for me to work with. I cannot express how overly ecstatic I am about the no fandoms, there are so many of them on this site, that it is hard to find someone who doesn't cling to an already made series.

I am perfectly fine with adult situations, like you mentioned, if used properly. Seeing as I am an adult, I am a proponent to the occasional adult/mature/smut/whatever you would like to describe it, but only when the whole roleplay doesn't come about that. I am also a huge proponent for thread roleplays, I do not like to pm roleplay at all. The only time I am alright with PM roleplay, is when the other partner wants to go into adult/mature/etc. setting and doesn't want to post those certain parts of the rp in the thread, and then it can be tastefully transitioned from thread, to pm, and then back to thread. I, however, have no qualms about keeping it all in the thread regardless of the setting, I am just mentioning this in case you like to move the more explicit settings to pm roleplay.

So, yes, once more let me state, I am interested.

A goblin and his cave(closed)

She slowly sank back into the hammock, relaxing, her cheeks turning a slight pink as he complimented her feet. "I have always been told I have very small, dainty, and soft feet. Thank you," she said softly. She closed her eyes as he rubbed her feet, once again realizing that this was probably the most physical contact other than ballroom dancing and courtly gestures that she had ever had with a male, outside of her father. "Does it get very dark in here at night, and chilly? I hadn't really thought to ask until I noticed it was getting dark outside," she asked, looking towards the opening of the cave, where she could see the night time creeping into the surroundings outside. Then suddenly her mind got hectic, and she panicked, asking, "No wild animals come in here at night do they? What is there to stop them? What if the wolves come, or a bear, or some other wild animal?" She sat up, suddenly afraid. Her eyes widened, as her thoughts continued to circle in her head, her mind making the worst of assumptions out of fear as she imagined the many wild animals out in the forest.

A world of difference (Pfroggy1 & NightsofNovember)

That's okay, I will just wait, and you can let me know on your return if you want me to start, or you.
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Have a nice mini hiatus!

A goblin and his cave(closed)

She sat and thought while he went to drain the tub about how much Gryson could do all by himself, and began to feel as if maybe she didn't know very much at all. Of course I know my how to transcribe my books from some languages to others, and my mathematics, and I have learned a bit about geography from my tutors. I had started to learn how to ride a horse a little, I can make some buns and small fruit pies, and know my political behavior and such, but it just seems he knows how to do so many things I never even thought to learn, she thought to herself. When he came back and sat in the hammock, she smiled, and yawned again, not stretching this time for fear of rocking the hammock too much. At his offer, she cocked her head to the side a little bit, her shawl around her hair coming loose and her damp hair falling down some on the right side where it had came loose. "People massage each other's feet? That sounds wonderful, to be honest, I have not had any kind of massage, foot or body, since being back at the castle. I actually rather enjoy foot massages, and admittedly, I wouldn't dream of saying no, so of course, yes please," she said, a small smile creeping onto her face, one of her dimples showing before the other one came into sight as her smile grew. "I just had never heard of that being a custom. I have heard of customs such as Yule-Tide celebratory decor, or traditions where certain festivals happen every year, or even where certain guests got special rooms or gifts upon visiting."
She reached up, tucking the few damp strands of hair back up under her shawl, and tightening where the loosened part had come undone. She lost herself once more for a moment, thinking suddenly about how she had never been in front of a male, human, goblin, elf, dwarf, or any type of male from any race, for that matter, in just her nightshift. She had never spent a full day alone with a male, and how somehow she had become so comfortable in less than a whole day with someone she had just met, and at this recognition, her eyes slowly made their way back to settle into his.

A goblin and his cave(closed)

As their conversation went on, she did not get anything more from the cooked meat for her own self, but simply picked and nibbled at what he had already in his hands, until they had both finished it. "I don't know how to cook anything, other than a few pies or fruit stuffed buns, or maybe a few drinks. I only know those from lingering with my nurse maid in the kitchen as a child, and from sneaking into the kitchen as I grew older before dawn to have warm buns when they had just started to make breakfast for the whole castle and court. I wouldn't have a clue as to how to make anything from meat," she admitted, her cheeks turning pink as she looked down, feeling a bit embarrassed. She stretched, leaning back a bit, the hammock they sat in swaying slightly. She brought her legs up, and folded them, sticking her knees to her chest, and her little feet stuck out from her ngihtshift.
"it has been such a long day, but I genuinely feel like today has been the best day I have had since before the darkness began to settle in towards the land. I cannot imagine how long you have been alone, and the thought of being alone because of the darkness frightened me, as well as drained my happiness from me," she said softly. She got quiet for a moment, and then abruptly changed the subject, "We could go looking for cotton tomorrow together! That would be something to do, don't you think? Oh, and yes, apples, it is an old trick I was taught back at court when I would bathe."

A goblin and his cave(closed)

A soft hint of a smile came to her lips as she noticed him take in the sight of her, she had not seen a person be taken aback by her naturally in some time. Usually they came in search of her company, hoping favor or courting or a future betrothal because of her royal standing, and did care about her as a person or even act interested until later, if at all. Usually they had only seen paintings of her, or heard the talk of how she looked, and it was nice to see someone stunned and not instantly hungry for her body or power. She giggled, and then came to sit beside him in the hammock, saying, "I would love a strawberry."
She took one out of his hand, and popped it into her mouth, and then picked a piece of meat from the morsel that he had started to eat, and nibbled at it. "Is there a cotton field around here? I know my mother used to get little face cloths and handkerchiefs made from cotton, from a little village near the mountain side somewhere," she said, thinking about making something for her feet, and perhaps his too. "I haven't had wolf since last Christmas-Tide festival, this is actually really good. When did you learn to cook by yourself?" She turned her head to look at him again, her eyes settling onto his as usual.