[/html]Today was an important day, because her mother had given her a task. Eris may have meant it more as a "get out of my hair, go bother your babysitter" remark, but that wasn't the way that Ataxia had taken it. To her, it was a serious mission and she needed to complete it with all appropriate haste. As soon as the order was given, she had taken off for Magnolia's den. The den was not far and even though she was young, she new the route by heart. Eris probably followed behind to make sure her daughter arrived safely anyway. If so, Ataxia wouldn't have noticed because she was intent upon reaching her goal. As soon as she arrived at the den, she promptly dove into her babysitter's home and started sniffing around: she had to find Magnolia!
In the way of the very young (and perhaps the very old), she quickly forgot what her special mission was. So it was that instead of going to find Magnolia to check in and see what they would be doing for the day, she started to poke around. Whatever she found close enough to the ground, she would sniff, look at, and poke. Most things were boring, but she was hoping to find something of interest. Something shiny or something tasty. Things she could take and possibly convince Mag to give to her. Already she had a lovely piece of jewelry from Tlantli, she could expand this collection if she found more fun things!
Don't color in the lines.
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09-24-2011, 08:49 PM
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09-27-2011, 10:31 AM
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I suck! Sorry for not replying when I said I would :< Btw, Magz lives in the ruins, in an abandoned shack Table by Tawny! Magnolia’s birthday ‘party’ had turned the girl into a swooning, delightful creature reminiscent of the way she used to be as a pup. She was floating in the air from the wonderful way her get together had ended up. Her ego had finally started to re-inflate for the first time since coming to Salsola. She was respected, an adult, a yearling with a purpose that had been treated maturely by the rest of the pack. Maggie couldn’t have asked for a better birthday gift. The day found the mohawked girl pouncing outside her den as she was trying to hone her stealth skills. A scent came wafting through her nose, one that was unfamiliar but covered with Eris and Larkspur’s respective scents. Eyes widening, she followed the smell, which surprised the girl to find its source coming from… her home? The girl cocked her head in curiosity as she made her way back to her decrepit living quarters. Most of the rooms were draped in shadows due to the high sun, but there was that unmistakable pumpkin gleam coming from her bedroom. Maggie was going to be sneaky. This must be one of Eris’s new litter that she told Maggie about not too long ago. The Associate grinned from ear to ear as she crouched into place. The pup was distracted with something on the floor, and she saw this as the right time to strike. Maggie quickly moved to the part of the room the pup occupied, and swooped the little body up with her dainty optime hands. What do we have here? the Associate asked slyly, knowing full well who she had picked up. .maggy1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c190cf; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #4b2d54; } .maggy1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .maggy1 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#89299d; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/1532w0n.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 320px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#ac5bc4; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .maggy1 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .maggy1 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html]
09-28-2011, 01:00 PM
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09-28-2011, 05:13 PM
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ataxia is so cute :3! Magnolia was surprised at how friendly the little beast was. She had that typical puppy charm oozing out of her, and Magnolia gave her a lick in return on her tiny cheek to let the girl know she wasn’t going to hurt her. Maggie had been dying for Eris to show the pups to her, so Maggie was ecstatic t to see one of them made their way over here on their own! The associate wagged her tail and put the young one down back on the floor. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt the pup. I am, and you’re Eris’s girl aren’t you? she said simply, getting down on all four limbs to be closer to the ebony puppy. Magnolia had been afraid of wolves in their two legged forms when she was this young, and so she didn’t want to scare her new friend off just yet. The bambino was adorable, and Maggie let out a few quick giggles as she looked at her new friend, a warm smile creeping up her face. She had noticed Ataxia looking at the few goodies she had collected and so picked up a particularly shiny necklace that Magnolia had found ages ago. It was a long, dainty string with large pink pearls spaced out down the chain. Look at this! I found it in Halifax, do you know where that is? Magnolia doubted it, but it was worth asking anyway. She knew Eris wouldn’t raise her children to be stupid. <style type="text/css">.maggy1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c190cf; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #4b2d54; } .maggy1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .maggy1 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#89299d; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/1532w0n.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 320px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#ac5bc4; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .maggy1 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .maggy1 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html]
10-17-2011, 09:53 AM
Sorry for the delay! Wedding planning craziness... which doesn't seem like it will die down until well into December or January if ever. GAAHHH. D:
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11-14-2011, 10:59 AM
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>________> Shittttttt, sorry! Maggie’s heart was surely going to burst. The little one’s voice rang out shrilly in the morning air; her clever remark sent a short bark of laughter out of Magnolia’s throat. “Erisspawn? Well Ataxia my darling, it’s nice to meet you,” the girl chuckled. Who had taught the pup such a ridiculous phrase? Either way, Magnolia smiled as she twirled the necklace so that it caught the light anMad was extra shiny for the puppy. Ataxia asked what a Halifax was, and the Associate continued to giggle at the little pup’s remarks. “Halifax is a place, very far away from here. Humans used to live there, and we wolves go adventuring there from time to time. It’s very cool, you should get your mother to take you some time!” Indeed Magnolia found the sprawling city to be quite frightening every time she had gone. She wondered how brave this little thing thought she was. Perhaps if she was with Larkspur Ataxia would be taken care of. “What game would you like to play, Taxi?” Maggie’s few memories growing up were from when she used to play tag with her sisters when she was very tiny. She played it a little with some of her kingdom pack mates, but it wasn’t quite as fun. “Wanna play tag?” she asked excitedly, but before the little one had a chance to respond, Magnolia shot like a bullet out the door, optime legs carrying her far. .magicbottle-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-size:12px; text-align:right;} .magicbottle b {font-weight:bold; color:#c487bc; letter-spacing:1px} .magicbottle p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .magicbottle-line {width:400px; border-top:1px dotted #c487bc; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} .magicbottle {margin:0 auto; background-color:#f2f7fb; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/68h21d.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding: 290px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9497ba; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify; width:500px; border:1px solid #a3cae8; margin:0 auto;} </style> [/html] |