Gone are the days of her head being up in the clouds as her shoes are coated with Cerrado dust -- a reminder of the sheer madness of her home. She often ponders if it is a blessing that maned wolves are a sapient species, given that she feels that her canidae brain is lagging behind. (2/2)

Niko, Maria, the Unexpected One...
She goes by many names. She finally woke up. She woke up from the fantasy of Akuvyn, and is now welcomed to the cold embrace of reality. (1/2)

From now on, I will be known as Niko or Evnyn, as I feel a personal connection towards those two names -- they reflect who I am as a person.

holy boob

that's a pretty cool rock; i am going to eat it

With working on new sonas that is lol