Hello! Sometimes I have enough energy and good vibes flowing to my fingertips that I feel like writing, so I will throw in some of my writing pieces here. I don't have stories persay but anyhow enjoy!

I would really love to start a wolf pack rp project of sorts however haven't found my mojo just yet as to what I would like to do just yet. I'm open to taking requests or ideas so please do not hesitate to PM me. I think I struggle sometimes finding something to write about as well, open to anything.~

Wandering through a dense damp forest with the faint scent of wild cinnamon dancing in the air. A slightly chilly breeze blowing through the trees. The vibrant colors of the leaves orange, red, and yellow catch the chocolate brown eyes of the single soul wandering through a beaten path that is now full of dead and dying crunchy leaves that have finally succumbed to the Fall season.

Fall is such a beautiful season. It marks the beginning of the change of seasons and is full of coziness. One would simply want to grab a good book to get lost in alongside a mug of a hot beverage wrapped in the warmth of an incredibly soft and thick blanket. Alternatively, one could also simply window watch in the warmth of the sun through a large clear window wrapped in a soft blanket and examine each of the leaves falling from a large red maple tree and get lost in trillions of thoughts that cross one’s mind. Sometimes the weather would be so peaceful to observe an individual would come to the realization that there were no thoughts to be had. Simply living in the moment watching the leaves change and fall with the change of season.

The season in which staying home is almost entirely desired whilst also fighting the urge to also want to watch the change of colors occur before all that is left are barren stark naked trees. As well as before the true cold of the north pole hits. Fall is immensely therapeutic to observe and be apart of. While raking the falling leaves and enduring the battling summer and borderline winter climates it still serves as a gentle reminder of the warmth to be had with an expanse of family based holidays.

The sound of crunching leaves beneath warm boots and again the vibrant reds, oranges, and yellows that come off of the trees in the sunlight that twinkle and dance with a cool breeze truly is a sight like none other. It is nature’s spectacle that is always constantly changing yet also happens to remains the same.