Hornet.
proofofresolve.bsky.social
Hornet.
@proofofresolve.bsky.social
Princess. Protector. Soldier. Weaver. Wanderer.
You shall starve forever.
September 11, 2025 at 5:24 PM
A ghost?!
September 10, 2025 at 10:35 PM
|| she has a little statuette of herself in her pocket if that counts
September 9, 2025 at 11:28 PM
|| human sized then cause i like her talking with non hk characters at eye level
September 9, 2025 at 11:21 PM
|| shrug idk. i said human last time but you wanted to kill me with hammers so idk
September 9, 2025 at 11:17 PM
I am no singer. I could play my needle if you wanted, however.
September 9, 2025 at 7:20 PM
[ A solem look down. ]

Prosperous is not the words I would use to describe it. It is nothing short of a ruin.

Indeed. I fear I am brought her for the other part of my heritage. That of the weavers.
September 9, 2025 at 3:34 PM
Hah. Not here, clearly but... Indeed. I am the princess of Hallownest. I do not know know if you would of heart of it, but none the less, that is where I hail.
September 9, 2025 at 2:50 PM
[ She looks at it, the pale steel weathered from use and age. ]

Indeed I have. Ever since I was young, it has been by my side.

I knew them enough to consider them compatriots, and sparing partners. Yet they weren’t ever really family.

Never really saw them in our palace.
September 9, 2025 at 1:20 PM
|| white lady (not pale lady I forgot the terms.)
September 9, 2025 at 1:18 PM
|| fooound it
September 9, 2025 at 1:18 PM
|| you’ve got herra and the pale lady and then she was supposed to have this connection to the hive which I don’t think manifested in HK.
September 9, 2025 at 1:16 PM
…Really? My kingdom had these stories… Of female warriors who fought for no one but each other.

One of the visiting tribes, I believed to be one of them. They are the one who gifted me my needle.
September 9, 2025 at 1:03 PM
You could have used queer, sapphic, or many other words.
September 9, 2025 at 1:01 PM
That sure is one word to describe it.
September 9, 2025 at 12:59 PM
Always experiencing it, aren’t we.
September 9, 2025 at 4:36 AM
I’m tying the cashier down and doing on the counter in front of you.
September 9, 2025 at 4:10 AM
|| I can’t say anywords to confirm or deny to be quite blunt
September 9, 2025 at 4:02 AM
|| holding my tongue
September 9, 2025 at 4:00 AM
Little does he know I am fucking with him.
September 9, 2025 at 3:59 AM
Indeed. Yet we persist anyways.
September 9, 2025 at 3:57 AM