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- Tokyo Chance - 05-21-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #00FFF6 solid; font-size: 11px;"> ooc - yayy, exciting. XD. 434 words, coming posts on my part will surely be shorter. ic - Alexey had said Princess was here. Tokyo couldn't believe it, but the faint wisp of a familiar scent around the area and the fact that Alexey had had no reason to lie to Tokyo meant that... Well, she didn't know what it meant. She hadn't found her daughter, yet, if she was truly in the area. And maybe she was just imagining the scent, with wishful thinking. But the potential of it being true still lurked in the shadows of her mind. A series of dark areas impossible to avoid in the natural train of thought, the small face of her daughter popping up uncalled for in any moment of reflection. It was one of the most frustrating things Tokyo had ever experienced. If Princess were really here, this endless drawing out of their encounter only served to build up the tension. If she weren't, then this was all some sort of cruel joke. The light colored female walked wearily out of her den near the coast. She should probably walk inwards towards the forest, wander the land as she had been doing so for the past few days. But she was sick and tired of always looking. It took too much out of her, and she was more discontent than she had allowed herself to be in a long while. Because the easiest way to get over something was to decide it wasn't worth dwelling on, but the problem was, this was! This was important. This was... her child. The good one. The one she missed. Although, a little part of her missed the four dead ones, too. But never the boy. And it was only Princess! Which means she must have forgiven her mother, which means she must have been betrayed by Buttface, and was back on her mother's side, and understood why Tokyo had acted the way she had. It was only for their own good! The boy was a terrible influence. It was written all over his face, all over his fur. It was warm, but Tokyo shivered at the ghost of Raphael springing to life old memories. So instead, Tokyo walked down to the beach. She wasn't shifted, and the sand felt nice crumbling under each step of a paw. She stopped right where the sand got damp, digging out a quick, shallow hole and curling up in it. For once, she wasn't even worrying about the sand getting in her fur, wasn't worrying about whether her fur would be any less shiny. She was just trying to enjoy the heat, and the sun, and the sound of the waves gently lapping. [/html] - Princess Chance - 05-24-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 312 words. ^^ Yay, family!
[/html] - Tokyo Chance - 05-27-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #00FFF6 solid; font-size: 11px;"> ooc - 514 words. Oops, longer post than I meant to write again. XD ic - Whenever Tokyo left her hope flare up too high, whenever she dared to think that perhaps maybe her daughter had returned to her, there was one thought that kept dimming her excitement. If Princess was really here.. why hadn't she just howled? The light colored wolf had not strayed from the lands since Alexey had given the news - and thinking back, not for a while before that. The pack lands had more than enough to keep Tokyo amused and happy, for the moment at least. After all, that was what howling was good for.. avoiding the sort of tiptoe dance around the territory, circling and circling but never closing in on the wolf that was sought. Of course, Tokyo could have just as easily called for her daughter, but the little spider spinning webs of doubt along the back of her skull refused to allow the three year old to fully believe that Princess was around until she saw the proof with her own eyes. And with thoughts like these, it was no wonder that when the young form appeared out of nowhere, whining her name, she couldn't help but dismiss it initially as a figment of her lazy state of existence, teetering on the border of sleep and the dreams that came with it. It was only after a few more moments of consideration, when Tokyo realized that this puppy before her was not the typical shade that lurked her dreams, that she realized this was real. As quickly as she was lurched back to consciousness, Tokyo took her sweet, careful time in standing up, slowly, as if terrified that a sudden move would.. what? Spook her away? Draw the truth from the mirage, cause the coloring of two generations, daughter and grandmother, to fade into mere cruel configuration of sand and dust? In the process, she identified the key differences. This puppy.. Princess - it was it was it was - was bigger. Like, much bigger than the three month old child that had ran away. Her colors had deepened from the puppy fuzz; her fur was longer, some. She was pretty - Tokyo recognized with pride the best of her own facial structure. Now that Princess' colors had settled, more, it was easy to see the subtle differences between Ophelia's fur pattern and the child's. It didn't bother Tokyo much at all, though, as none of the differences could be traced directly to Raphael - if they came from him at all, it was some distant relative that was absolutely irrelevant to her nightmares. Tokyo shook herself lightly, dislodging the majority of the sand. She didn't know exactly what to do. If she was shifted, it was definitely a hug that was called for, but had she really so quickly slipped back into the more humanoid patterns of life here in the South? Princess looked so distraught, and it tore at her mother's heart. She stepped forward, bridging the distance, and nuzzled the young girl's neck gently. "You came back to me." Almost breathless words; a hint of disbelieving lurked as well. [/html] - Princess Chance - 05-27-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 324 words. I don't know how Tokyo will react, but if she'd push her away or anything, feel free to do so.
[/html] - Tokyo Chance - 06-01-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #00FFF6 solid; font-size: 11px;"> ooc - Kk. ^^. Sorry for being slow compared to yer speedy replies, I'm making this a priority thread but it's almost finals week so all my replies are being a few days slower. 534 words. ic - Princess flinched at Tokyo's initial touch, and the mother couldn't help but wonder what she'd gotten into exactly since running away. Because her flinching must be a result of painful experiences with touching since she left...It couldn't be because of Tokyo's own actions, she'd never hurt so much as a hair on her daughter's head. So she assumed someone must have hurt her, and indignation rose strong and sour in the back of her mouth - who dared to hurt her daughter, her Princess. But before she could broach the issue or even find the words to bring it up, the young girl muttered something into her fur. Perking her ears, she heard the questions that she had forever hoped she would never have to answer. That was the problem with caring about people - they held you accountable for your actions, and it mattered. You had to answer them upfront. She couldn't just spin a lie about how 'oh no, you must have heard wrong, I would never have done such a thing!' Not to a witness of the crime. Tokyo could still.. make up an elaborate story that exonerated her from all guilt. Maybe. This was an extended, long-going situation; simple snapshots of violence, bad-temper, and thievery caught by strangers were so much easier to write off to circumstance. She was tired, and as easy and habitual as it was for her to concoct fabulous lies, there was nothing springing to mind and tongue. So she did what she usually didn't, and spoke something actually resembling a censored version of the truth. She spoke wearily, turning her head away from Princess so she didn't have to stare down the weight of her past. "Your father was a bad wolf. He hurt me, and it was cause of him that I lost Champ - this wolf I loved very dearly, who was my best friend in all of the world. But Champ got very upset that I was having puppies, and he left me because of you guys. I was very mad and very lonely one night, and I thought maybe if you went away Champ would come back. It was wrong of me." She even took some blame onto herself - this was something, after all, she felt she had done wrong. They existed, if few and far between. The difference between Tokyo and most wolves, though, was that she carried very little guilt on her person. She did something wrong, yes. But worrying about it, dreaming about it wouldn't change it, so why bother dwelling? Occasionally old ghosts would spring up, but far less than one might suspect for someone with her particular array of crimes. It was a lot to say at once, so she didn't touch on the question of Buttface yet; maybe it would be too much to swallow for Princess to return to that latter question, but it was unlikely. The problem of her son seemed very much simpler to deal with anyway; after Princess understood the situation the puppies had been born into, she would see clearly why Buttface had been a terrible kid. He was a tiny, furry, handy version of Raphael for Tokyo to lash out at. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-01-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - It's cool, no worries. :3 I don't mind waiting. My week is pretty full - work, graduation rehearsals, and then graduation on friday. My class sucks. I'm so ready to be done with them. D: 542 words.
[/html] - Tokyo Chance - 06-03-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #00FFF6 solid; font-size: 11px;"> ooc - ah yeah graduation practices suck >_>; 501 words ic - Tokyo was hurt, at first, about Princess not wanting to love her. Was she really that mad at her mother for her actions? Why did it matter so much? Tokyo had admitted she had done wrong. She had raised the two surviving puppies. What else could she have done? It wasn't fair for her daughter to treat her like that. She deserved love unhindered by whatever reservations the little girl had. She was hurt, at least, until she rationalized it. The important thing to latch onto was that Princess did love her. And actually, the fact that she still loved Tokyo despite her own wishes showed just how deeply ingrained the affection must be. So instead of anger, she felt pity. A pity that her son had wrecked such havoc with the girl, had made her believe she shouldn't love her own mother. Tokyo's hearing was as selective as she wanted it to be. All that she decided was worth digesting from Princess' final statement was that she loved her, reaffirming the mother's conviction that it was actually impossible for her not to. "You love me because you know I'm right." Tokyo said simply. "Your brother looked exactly like your father. A miniature replica of Raphael. He was going to end up just like him, if he wasn't taught to be respectful. I did what I had to do." Although now that her past had caught up with her, she did regret her choice of name. Not out of any actual guilt for the destruction of a child's self-esteem, but mostly because it was sort of awkward and embarrassing to explain away. And now that Princess was here.. Tokyo shifted uncomfortably. As great as it was for her daughter to come back, she felt a brief momentary pang that the action had happened. She was settling in so comfortably. There were some genuinely nice people in this pack, wolves that she actually even got along with. "And you're living proof that I was right. You're exactly like the grandmother you take after. Remember all the great stories I've told you about Ophelia?" Tokyo said softly, aching to close the distance between them but not wanting to see her daughter back away again. The silence hung heavy, and the older female broke it carefully with a warning. "You can't tell anyone about this. Not about Buttface. Not about your other siblings. They won't understand the situation. They don't know us. This is family business. If you tell anyone, I will probably be chased out of this pack. Maybe even killed. They have a different sort of culture, here. You don't want that on your conscience, do you? The death of your mother?" She wasn't entirely sure of the accuracy of her threat, but what Tokyo was sure of was that she did not want word leaking out. And the best way to guarantee that her daughter would not speak was to impress upon Princess the severity of the situation, fabricated embellishments or not. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-03-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 511 words.
[/html] - Tokyo Chance - 06-03-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #00FFF6 solid; font-size: 11px;"> ooc - 306 words. maybe one or two more posts and we can call this thread done? ^^; ic - Two people knew her son's name. One wasn't a surprise; Tokyo had, after all, encountered Alexey up north near the dock and spoken with her. It was how she had known Princess was around. At her daughter's agreement to secrecy, Tokyo praised the child. "Good girl." She paused, thinking. "You probably shouldn't talk about Buttface to many more people, either. He's gone now, and it's just us, the way it should be, we should leave him in the past.." Princess had been asking the Dahlian wolves if they had seen Buttface? Was he following her to his mother? "Why were you looking for him? Is he coming, too?" If he was, Tokyo had to find him first. Had to scare him away. Had to feed him lies of Princess' loathing of him, to save Princess from his influence. She finally had her daughter out of his corruption; it would be terrible to lose him to his lies, his slander, his evil again. Tokyo beamed at her daughter. "You can stay with me, of course, darling. My den is just a little ways east of here. The coast is beautiful, and I've been learning how to catch some fish. They're very tasty and much more fun to hunt, I'll catch you some or show you how later tonight if you'd like." She was blathering, a little, but she was almost giddy in her excitement over this reunion. Her mind flitted back towards the book in her bag, back at the den. Champ's diary. It would.. help Princess understand, some. But her daughter, for all that she looked so much older than Tokyo remembered her, was still so young. Too young, probably, to read the diary. Especially the later entries; Champ got somewhat explicit and vicious in his anger towards Tokyo. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-03-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - Sounds good to me. ^^ One more for you, perhaps, and we'll be done? 308 words.
[/html] - Tokyo Chance - 06-04-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... etable.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #00FFF6 solid; font-size: 11px;"> ooc - yup yup works for me! . 258 words. ic - Tokyo was glad to hear that her son wasn't coming. If her son and daughter, close as they were, fought badly enough to go separate ways, then Buttface probably wasn't going to show up. She'd keep an eye out, anyway, but she was fairly satisfied with concluding that he was gone. Princess almost slipped and spoke about Buttface, but instead of her near miss disappointing the older female it pleased her. She was watching her words - she was trying to do good, and in this situation Tokyo could appreciate the effort. It showed she really was learning from her mother's words, and she felt like she was full to brimming at pride over her beautiful, amazing perfect daughter. "Yup, just like before, but better." She shook off some of the more persistent sand. "The shore is the best place ever. I spent a lot of time growing up on a shore sort of like this. There are tons of fish, but you have to be very sneaky to catch em." She licked her daughter affectionately, and bounded off a little towards the water, enthusiasm having pumped her veins with adrenaline. "There are some big fish I can show you how to catch, but some of the fish are so big, there are even some creatures bigger than wolves!" Tokyo had read about it. And once, she'd seen a pair of dolphins or maybe whales (she didn't remember the difference, not really) splashing through the waves. It was really rather exciting, but also sort of a little scary. [/html] |