Lonely flower
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There! Located in Borgata Mazatl in the Greater Forest, mid day. If you want something changed tell me ^_^

xochime kimaris

As much as she hated to admit it, Xochime had to be more independent from her sister. There was no sense in staying around somebody who despised her openly. Moreover, she knew that she didn't like her company. Sometimes she wished that she could return to Eterne again, but the perspective of being captured and sold to slavery again sent shivers down her spine. She still hadn't forgotten her experience with Samael. No, she was now part of this family, and like part of the family, she would not abandon them.

One of the first steps that she had given so far was to explore the territory by herself. The absence of any sound (except that of her steps and the wind) resulted mesmerizing to the lively colored coyote, who found certain pleasure in these walks. These moments were for herself, just for herself. Her feet brought her to a small patch of trees, not far away from the open grasslands that predomined in the territory. Her showy eyes scanned the land as she walked further into this lonely land. It looked like she was the only soul around. Sighing, stopped under a tree and looked upwards. Somewhere in her mind she felt the urge of having some company. Not that of her siblings, but the company of somebody else, somebody who would only be there to erase the solitude which she both enjoyed and despised at the same time.


Flower Lives "Flower says" Flower Thinks


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So Sorry for the wait!
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After a few weeks of some heavy personality readjustment, the real Magnolia was finally showing through again. She was becoming more submissive these days, now that she had finally got a knocking down from various family members. Magnolia’s bubbling personality had finally started to come back, though. She was terrified of the whole family now except for Eris and Larkspur. They seemed to be the only creatures in the land that had a heart with some space left in it for Maggie. Everyone else’s seemed to have withered away, and that was very depressing indeed.

The yearling had become accustomed to wandering the pack lands in search of solitude and to avoid confrontation. Tlantli and Janos both showed her that things weren’t kind and compassionate here. Magnolia had been warned to be careful all too often, and she was finally heeding that advice. The poor thing trotted around miserably, with no real location in mind. There was no place she had to be and no one that needed her. Still, she stayed positive. She was sick of being depressed, she wasn’t normally like that.

The wolf continued to walk despite jade eyes resting upon a russet figure near a tree. Her ears shot back, instantly regretting walking this way. The girl before her seemed as dainty and petite as Maggie, and she didn’t look particularly threatening. Sighing in relief, Maggie dared step a little bit further. The Associate, while nervous, decided to make the initiative this time. Maybe having an ally in the Family wouldn’t be so bad. This nervous woman seemed like the right place to start. “Hey,” was all she said, silver optime legs carrying her over to the russet coyote, and plopping down right next to her.


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204w :: No prob XD


For a few minutes nothing happened, and the tan hued female had already given herself to her solitude, resigning herself to the lack of company. She even began to hum some of the songs that she had overheard during her capivity, oblivious to her surroundings. She was paying so little attention to the outer world that it wasn't until the girl was barely a few feet away from her that Xochime noticed her greyish frame approaching her, and even more surprised was she to see her taking up the spot beside her with confidence, not making the slightest comment on the golden piece that so many people had pointed out before even adressing her.

Her bright, red eyes rested on the girl's soft fur as she expected her to bring up more conversation than the monosylabic word that she pronounced upon her arrival. However, nothing else left the youngling's lips, so, washing off some of her shyness, she decided to bring up some chat. "Hola, you ar new to Salsola, rite?" She asked. If her suppositions were correct, then this girl was a rank under her. However, she did not show signs of dominance, sticking to a relaxed position. "What's yer name?" She asked.


Flower lives "Flower says Flower thinks


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