Smowyashe - Ashe's Den

Just got insane prey drive, like, i had to clench my teeth and shove my face into my bed. Does anyone else get urges like this? If so is there something you do to stop/lessen them?

dw i growled at my friend bc they wouldnt stfu. i still cringe at that to this day

I just almost growled at my dishwasher being loud because I’m high and annoyed at it. Hello??

Always lurking >:3

First, it was Hector, he ran off to the Merrilands with his wife Emily to start a new settlement. Johnathan and Suzie followed. That left me and Freya as direct heirs. She soon sailed away on a "voyage". I'm pretty sure she's not coming back. Now I stand by my father's deathbed, afraid of what will happen next. As he utters his last words and the scribes scribble furiously I come up with possibly the best plan I've ever thought of. I'll set up a transferring system. Hector does need more citizens, and we are so densely packed here in Harthorne. By sectioning off one third of the farmers, laborers and knights, the overpopulation problem should be dealt with. Now I just have to figure out how to get the economy under control, and deal with the bandits. What if I set up a reward system in merits, which can be traded for a higher social rank? Then I could put all of the money for the gold rewards into fixing the economy. Eliminating gold from bounties should decrease inflation and get the economy under control for now. I think. I'll probably have to talk with the court on this matter. Using social status as motivation should deal with the bandits soon, and any other problems that arise. Hmm, there's only one problem left, the lords and ladies. They're so full of themselves. Ah! I know. I'll send them off on a little adventure to Theyris. They'll have a lovely time with all of those lovely people. I just hope none of them are allergic to fur. Well, that seems everything is sorted. Well, that wasn't hard at all. I don't know why everyone made such a big deal out of it. Oh, the scribes are trying to get my attention. 'Your royal highness, your dear father has decided to leave everything to his horse Snowflake, and to promote Lady Evelyn, Lord Henry and Lady Cassie to your royal court. Also, his last dying wish was to wage war on Theyris, because they "looked funny at my bearskin rug".'

Oh dear.

All the heirs are doing their best to avoid inheriting the utter mess that is the kingdom.

Gonna utter these under my breath every night before bed. My roommate's gonna be concerned, but what's new.

Wolf affirmations for u <3