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Starter

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask.

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.

Starter

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind 

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask. 

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.

Starter

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask.

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.

​

Starter

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask.

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.

​

Starter

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask.

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.

Starter

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask.

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.

Starter

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask.

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.

​

The last thing I remember is the noise.

Steel screaming. Lights blinding. The world collapsing in on itself

…and then nothing.

No sound. No movement. Just the sickening feeling of falling, like reality itself let go of me. Then impact.

When I wake, the silence is wrong. Too deep. Too untouched.

The air feels thicker in my lungs, raw and alive in a way I’ve never felt before. Beneath my hands, there’s no pavement, no metal just rough dirt, cool stone, and the faint tremor of something *real*.

Something wild.

My body aches as I push myself up… but it’s not just pain. It’s different, Stronger, Sharper, my senses heightened. whatever I was before didn’t survive the fall but something else did.

I take a breath, and the world opens around me.

Endless wilderness. Towering trees stretching toward the sky. Distant mountains cutting into the horizon. The faint scent of smoke curling through the air, hinting at life… or danger.

I don’t belong here.

I know that instantly.

…but something in me doesn’t want to leave.

That’s when I feel it.

Eyes on me.

At the edge of the treeline, they stand half shadowed, completely still.

Watching.

They’re wrapped in furs and natural fibers, their form lean almost delicate but there’s nothing fragile about the way they hold themselves. Every line of their posture is alert. Controlled.

Dangerous.

Their gaze lingers on me, cautious… curious…

…and something deeper that sends a slow, unfamiliar heat tightening in my chest.

Something in me responds.

Instinctive. Primal.

Awake.

This world isn’t built on rules I understand.

It’s built on closeness. On trust. On power shared… or taken. Survival here isn’t just strength. It’s connection.

It’s *who chooses you*… and who you dare to choose back.

And right now

they’re stepping closer.

My eyes continue to watch them come in closer to me as words appear in my head radiation and echo through my mind

*this is the Law of the Jungle.... as old and as true as the sky.... And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper.... but the Wolf that shall break it must die.*

Thankyou for reading, I am looking to do a stone age rp pretty much after a couple thousand years after the dinosaurs went extinct. This is a long term survival rp with me using somewhat of my modern knowledge to try and build a tribal kingdom. There will be cannibals, dangerous animals, tribal wars, women or femboys would be traded and sold off for goods. The refs above are just a few things I am looking for in a partner. And I don't mind playing with anthros, feminine FB,or CB. I am just gonna play as a human.

As for kinks there will be some impregnating,and other elements so don't hesitate to ask.

When you message me just send a picture of your ref and a bit about your kinks and limits.