the crumbling difference between wrong and right

Princess Chance · 11-17-2011, 03:31 PM

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♥! Assuming it's about midday and that I got the location right? xD; Since I didn't describe her appearance at all... Hair is pinned up in an elegant mess with a purple and blue jeweled butterfly comb, pink and purple jeweled dragonfly necklace, Marilyn Monroe style dress. c:

Her days hardly seemed to have the meaning that other canines had found in their lives. The lovely woman did not do much in the pack and she spent most of her time reading or playing with her pretty dresses. She spent a lot of time with Felicity, but her other children were less interested in the things that she had in common with her golden-hued daughter. Haven had become extremely distant since the war had started, and in recent times he had even stepped down from his rank on the Council and had given up his position as a Knight. Things had been turned upside down in her life by the war and she had only had a minor part in it by being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Thankfully Anann had been there to rescue her. Princess was a damsel who often needed rescuing.

There was seemingly nothing for her to do. The war was almost over, surely, and she expected their King would return soon enough, and things would return to normal then. For her, however, things in her normal routine were as normal as they could be, with the sole exception of Haven's strange behavior as of late. It was his strange behavior that drove her away from their home together that day, slender form moving among the trees until she could see the clearing within, stepping out into the light again with a light happy twirl. This movement brought something else to her attention: She was not alone. "Oh," she breathed, startled. "Hello."

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