12-01-2008, 03:21 AM
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Mmmk, let's do this. And hi there!
Geneva meandered through the halls of the mansion, her nose pressed to the ground as she padded by on four legs. She inhaled very noisily, sounding like a cross between a drowning victim and a vacuum cleaner. The stone hued femme had a horrible sense of smell, barely able to detect much less identify any sort of scent unless it was very strong. She had to practice finding different scents to familiarize herself with them. Outside it would have been impossible for her to pick up the scent she was looking for - there were just too many for her to zero onto one. But today she was practicing finding a somewhat familiar scent. She sought out Haven, and the memory of his scent lingered.
She thought she might have successfully found his scent and snorted in delight. This caused her to inhale a dust bunny. She sneezed noisily, shaking her head to clear it from her sinuses. She looked around to be sure no one had caught her scene of foolishness before a private grin stretched her face.
A leather satchel hung from one shoulder, dragging slightly on the ground at her side. She had found a book in the library she thought Haven might like. It was an illustrated version of Peter Pan. The young pup certainly seemed the adventurous type and this book might hold his attention. However, Geneva was glad to experience adventure through the pages of the book and that was it.
Rounding the corner, she meandered into the room that was strong with his scent. "Good morning, Haven, I thought that -" she blinked as she saw a black puppy, not an orange colored one, sitting in a nest of sheets. "Oh hi there!" she said.
Geneva meandered through the halls of the mansion, her nose pressed to the ground as she padded by on four legs. She inhaled very noisily, sounding like a cross between a drowning victim and a vacuum cleaner. The stone hued femme had a horrible sense of smell, barely able to detect much less identify any sort of scent unless it was very strong. She had to practice finding different scents to familiarize herself with them. Outside it would have been impossible for her to pick up the scent she was looking for - there were just too many for her to zero onto one. But today she was practicing finding a somewhat familiar scent. She sought out Haven, and the memory of his scent lingered.
She thought she might have successfully found his scent and snorted in delight. This caused her to inhale a dust bunny. She sneezed noisily, shaking her head to clear it from her sinuses. She looked around to be sure no one had caught her scene of foolishness before a private grin stretched her face.
A leather satchel hung from one shoulder, dragging slightly on the ground at her side. She had found a book in the library she thought Haven might like. It was an illustrated version of Peter Pan. The young pup certainly seemed the adventurous type and this book might hold his attention. However, Geneva was glad to experience adventure through the pages of the book and that was it.
Rounding the corner, she meandered into the room that was strong with his scent. "Good morning, Haven, I thought that -" she blinked as she saw a black puppy, not an orange colored one, sitting in a nest of sheets. "Oh hi there!" she said.