Snickering-kitsune - What A Tasty Morsel You'll Make!

This ending was really weird. Shouldn’t they be... I don’t know, in mourning for their seraph comrade who just got eaten? Shouldn’t at least somebody be crying? I recall there was a female seraph who was Mason’s girlfriend or wife, who is bereft after his murder. 

Nope, everybody’s happy and smiling and making fireworks for the guest!! You know, there’s ending on a hopeful, positive note, and then there’s this...

Congratulations to Maisen (“he ate Maisen”) for being the first Tales meme of 2015.

Rest in pieces, ya poor unloved bastard.

Symbols for the mun

💝 I ship our muses, but we’ve never interacted

✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me

💍 I want to be exclusives with you 

⭐️ We don’t rp, but I desperately wish we did

☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how

💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t

🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends

🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!

💡 I have a thread idea for us!

💌 I just think you’re amazing

💥 We’re not mutuals, but I wish you’d notice me

OK, so now the headcanon and navigation pages are up! Though as this blog is very new some of the links don’t as of yet go anywhere ^^; Mostly the image tags. Everything else is good :) Cheers!

A hissing cackle burst from the lips of the hellion as he emerged from the refuge of the trees above. Transcending one’s humanity had its perks; Lunarre had continued living long after his body should have given out, and as such he was just as well tuned for battle as all those years ago. He had even kept his youthful looks, a very welcome bonus when one is hunting a princess.

Baring all his sharp teeth, Lunarre grinned from ear to ear.

“You’re mistaken, princess,” he said, taking in Alisha’s new form; elegant and regal as in life, but with an ethereal air that was difficult to put his finger on. The rays of the early morning sun set the seraph’s diamond armour sparkling. “My quarry is still here.”

My main dish. Finally.

He was beginning to salivate, and anticipation bubbled up from his stomach and tickled the inside of his throat. He felt giddy, and his body was practically crackling with adrenaline. Oh the thrill - no matter how long his body kept going, he would never tire of it. 

Lunarre’s foxlike eyes never wavered from his target. Conjuring blue flames in his hands, he grinned.

“I’m hungry, princess,” he said. 

Then he lunged.

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So this was the result of allowing the malevolence manifest and fester among the flesh. It was as hardly the first time she had come to witness such things since her rebirth as a seraph but that still had yet to become such a norm that it didn’t unnerve her.

The very first time she had nearly wretched when she encountered a young boy and watched as one of her own people, transform into a hellion right before her eyes. It had been after she fled and sought to rid herself of the sour tang on tongue the light seraph concluded that she that Ladylake was a place best avoided. It only served as a reminder of those she had failed.

However it seemed as if escaping the life she had just so recently been left behind was not so easy the task, given her pursuer and the malevolence that seemed to stem from him.  “You’re lunarre are you not? The assassin from the scattered bones guild?” The light seraph spoke finally coming to a stand still, back towards the assassin.

   “Your quarry has already been snatched, there is no life for you to claim here.”

tales of zestiria the x: ladylake