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- Emma Agapito - 10-04-2009 [html] It was getting rather late in the day. The wind was picking up as the sun was disappearing and the temperature was dropping dramatically for when night fell. The temperature was cooling the young girl's body, refusing to leave the mouth of the cave for the time being so she could keep an eye out for what was to come. She imagined her father and the rest of her family to come and sweep her up and take her home but as the day was finishing, the hope of that was diminishing and her depression was setting in rather easily. As the wind blew across her light colored face, she sighed and looked through the trees as the ray of light shot from the ground, the sky a beautiful red, purple, and orange that normally she would find a sight she would never trade. Emma did not want the day to end when she could still be looking or that possible Beppe was looking for her. There was too much to do and so little time to actually do it. She picked her head to look in the den for her sister that lay in the background and she noticed Hemming had left her a piece of jerky nearby without her even noticing. Her nose was well skilled at such a young age but her mind had been elsewhere. Her weight shuffled slightly so she could dip her head and scoop the piece up with her mouth. It was a rather large one and she silently wondered how much Zaramama had left the girls and felt suspicious that Hemming was stealing some for himself and giving it to the rest of the pack. One day she determined she would figure out how to make such a treat for herself and not share it with anyone. A bit of contentment settled inside her and her worry subsided for the time being as she let her puppy teeth chew against the tough meet. It tasted different than milk and other chewed up meat she had before. It was harder to chew, like a bone, but still more tender than that. Emma pulled her head back to slice a piece of the dried deer meat, pulling loose strings that looked like thread and awkwardly chewed the piece in the side of her mouth in peace. - Ember Phoenix - 10-06-2009 [html]
- Emma Agapito - 10-06-2009 [html] Emma was content in her position. The tough chewing and the sun disappearing was beginning to cause the girl a tiredness. She did not want the day to end when she could be searching for her father but she knew it would come in time. It would be there sooner than she anticipation and surely she would fall asleep in the position she was in and wake up next to Hemming after being magically moved from her current spot and then away. Her chewing began to lessen and her eyes closed but they jerked to attention when she was spoken to and her blue eyes caught sight of Ember, the strange woman that had let them stay. "Y-Y-Yes," she stuttered uncomfortably and felt terribly put on the spot. Her head turned to look at the pelts Godelieve was laying on and using for her own comfort when Emma was out on the cold concrete floor. It did not really bother her but a little bit of jealousy was fueling inside her that Godelieve was getting something she missed out on and she could not see the rational side that she chose against it. Her tendering piece of deer meat was temporarily forgotten with her new company but it was not a complete loss. At two months she was not a social wizard and did not say anything else other than her awkward answer. - Ember Phoenix - 10-06-2009 [html]
- Emma Agapito - 10-13-2009 [html] At first, Emma was not all that interested in what Ember had to do despite she called it interesting. She was going to brush it off and perhaps turn around and rest the night away even if she didn't get very much sleep. However, the sound of fresh meat made her perk up a little and she was always in the mood for something to eat. She was a growing young girl and while meat was not easy to chew without someone else chewing it first, she still loved the taste no less. Emma and her siblings had barely gotten off milk before her family was torn apart and she was left to fend for herself. "I wanna go," she said with an accent that was mixed, somewhere between Italian (which was stronger) and French. The young girl was eager to learn, especially in the tongue of her parents (and she had gotten a little farther with her father) and she bowed that if she ever found them again, she would learn everything she could and spend ever moment possible. "Ho-how fahr issit?" she asked with a tilt of her head, slowing pushing her tired body to their paws. Her ears stood high on her head to listen for her surroundings as the sun disappeared, not entirely wanting to go in the dark. Emma rushed forward a little to stand near the woman for now. - Ember Phoenix - 11-03-2009 [html]
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