I'm Just Saying That If My Wings Were Not Just Phantom Limbs I Would Shield All My Catkins Friends Of

nesting, gardening, chilling

just a few things you can do with your special soft non-biting parrotlet!

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i wanna fly. so bad. i want to soar through clouds, weave between mountain peaks, feel the sun on my wings, dive into the sea, fly under the stars, perch somewhere high and watch the sun rise.

What kind of dragon?

this is what I believe I looked like, but I dont know what to call it? what Is the name of this dragon species?

Avian culture is laying on my stomach because DANG IT. My wings need SPACE

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I miss the sunlight :c 

I love picturing posts made by kins/therians/voidpunks (and sometimes furries) as being typed out by their actual perception of self versus my own idea of them.

Like. That post you just reblogged? A cat typed it out. With its funny little paws. A cat took the time out of its day to type out that post you reblogged

That “person” you’re dming? You’re chatting with an angel, actually. They’re typing with their graceful, beautiful hands, chatting with you

That guy who draws the comics you like? He’s a big purple crocodile. He said so himself. Look, it’s in his profile picture!

Like wow! We’re all so different and unique! That’s super cool!

"not looking at someone when they're talking to you is rude"

okkaaayy welll i cocked my imaginary ears in your direction to communicate that i was listening so whose fault is it really

Born in the stars. Born with stars in our veins. Born of love and light from dark empty space

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the urge to use my wings as a giant fan or umbrella to keep my friends cool during the hot summer.