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Magnolia Takekuro · 01-01-2011, 07:59 PM

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waaaaaaaaaaaay overdue for Malachiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Word count: 360

The winter was not something that appealed to Magnolia. Everything was dead and lifeless and cold. It felt like the world would never recover, even though Maggie knew it would be warm again soon. Going outside depressed Magnolia, so she spent most days holed up in her mother’s house. She was getting older now, and far more restless. She wanted to explore, to see new things, but the winter made her stay inside. For a growing puppy, it was incredibly irritating. She had spent days destroying things out of boredom because there was nothing else to do. She just wanted something new.

It wasn’t her nature to disobey her mother, which was why she had never strayed far from the house. The one time she had run into Saul she had felt bad for running away, and she felt even worse running into Daddy without her mother’s permission. She knew she would have been mad, which was why her mother didn’t know. It was still not the best thing in the world though. Maggie felt incredibly guilty scampering off, but today felt like the right day to go. She was growing up, her mother was out; what did it matter? A little stroll to the edge of the borders didn’t seem too bad.

Another wasted afternoon led Maggie to be walking aimlessly into a sunset. It was getting dark quickly, and she knew she shouldn’t be doing this. The 3 month old was scared. Silvery paws jumped nimbly over a fallen log, but after the jump she stopped in her tracks. She felt at home at Dahlia de Mai, but the darkness was still engulfing. She never strayed this far from her home. She knew she was still safe in her own lands but she had no idea where she was. Maggie had let her feet take her wherever they wanted. They had taken her to the south, where a forest stood in front of her. It smelled like her home, but the creaking and whispering of the trees made the little girl worry. Well, shit. There was nothing really she could do but try and find her way back.

Malachi · 01-06-2011, 12:37 AM

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607 words. Thread backdated to December 17th!

Large paws adorned with long claws made heavy footprints in the gathering snow on the earth, trudging along with sounds of heavy breathing. The great, shaggy beast had nowhere in mind to be, she felt slightly hungry despite all the fat she built up for winter, which was unusual even to her. All Malachi knew was that she had to eat a lot more when the cold season hit, but sleeping it off.. well, she tried to not even think about sleep. Her large body waddled as she moved forward, and it felt as if it was weighing her down, or pulling her back. The instinctive drive, too, of hibernation slowed her actions and movements dramatically, which frustrated her to no end.

It didn't seem like the large creature was walking far enough before she had to stop and rest. Her breath misted in the air before her honey colored eyes, inhaling and exhaling large amounts of cold air. Rounded ears swiveled atop her wide chocolate and cream head, lifting her head from her ruffled neck to survey the scene. Mala knew she was rather far off from her Cercatori, and from her cave just south of that. These lands were different.. ones she hadn't waddled into before. The forest that surrounded her at every angle made it hard to judge, though the scents she did not recall.

A gentle snowflake drifted from the frosty skies and came to rest, and melt quickly, on her nose, which made the beast look upwards. The malachite green shone in her eyes briefly with help from the sun, then the color disappeared into her honeyed orbs when Mala turned her head a different angle. It would snow soon, and how hard and fast Mala wasn't quite sure. She was about to turn her massive self back around when she thought she heard the sound of paws. Large head moved back around to look through the opening of trees, an end to the forest, where she thought she heard the sound. Having lived in a tribe of wolves all her life, and Mala believing all of her years that she, too, was one, her sense of hearing and smell were much like theirs. Though her ears were smaller, they still noticed subtle differences in sound, but no one (or so she thought) could out sniff her sniffer.

Making up her mind, Malachi moved to the opening, where the scents of another wolf became stronger and stronger. Her insides froze up, for she then caught the smells of several other wolves.. indicating a group or pack nearby. The large creature swallowed hard, and nearly shut her eyes when she dared herself to push onwards, cream colored muzzle pushing aside large leaves that bordered the forest and the open plains.

When she opened her eyes, though, Mala's entire body relaxed. In fact, her stomach did a small jump, in both happiness and surprise, at seeing a wolf pup nearby. The pup seemingly looked flabbergasted at the forest before it, as if debating whether to go in or out. The large female was sure she was in plain sight now, and so she thundered a couple steps forward before settling into a more submissive position, the one wolves used to show who was dominant. Of course, Mala knew this pup had no authority over her, heck she was ten times bigger, but the shaggy creature had a feeling she belonged to a pack nearby, and could easily call on others. "I wouldn't go in there if I were you, little one," she spoke gently, with a soft smile. "Wouldn't want your mother to worry."

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Magnolia Takekuro · 01-06-2011, 02:41 PM

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The trees moaned while blowing this way and that, sending an eerie chill down the little girl’s spine. It was hard to tell what, exactly, she should do. The desire to go in there was stronger than ever now that she was getting freaked out by the woods. She knew she was safe anywhere inside Dahlia territory, so this forest couldn’t hurt her. She knew Momma was just a few miles away and she would come running should she need it. But how would she be able to find Maggie? She didn’t tell her where she was going, or when she would be back. Oh well, she wasn’t about to turn back now. She was already gone from her home and her mom would just have to deal with it, she supposed.

Maggie wondered if this was the way her daddy was. She knew nothing of where he ran off to, or why he didn’t stay with her, Poppy, Foxglove, and Momma. Maggie was starting to see her uncanny likeness to him – today, her Mohawk was growing and very apparent between her two little ears. Out of annoyance, the puppy took her silvery paws and ran her paws down her face while simultaneously sitting down on the ground. Magnolia missed her Daddy. She was the only one of her sisters who ever talked about him, maybe they didn’t like him.

Suddenly, the little one heard tremendous footsteps behind her and she perked up instantly, tiny stomach twisting into knots and leaving her speechless. She didn’t expect anyone to be all the way out here. Maggie was horrified, this beast was huge! Green eyes darted around looking for a place to escape before the beast before her spoke with kind words and made the stranger approachable. The pup was still horrified, however.

It took a while for Maggie to say something. She just stared at the hulking figure in front of her, wondering why it had come to talk to her. The stranger mentioned her mother, and Maggie furrowed her brow in confusion. Momma never mentioned this big beast. “What are you? And you know my momma?” she said quietly, feeling smaller and smaller with every second. But still, being the ever curious one, Maggie held her ground and refused to budge. This was her home, not the big brown beast’s home. She would defend it until the end of time. Maggie still stared at the creature in front of her. She reeked of wolves, but not Dahlia ones. This new discovery was awfully confusing. Maggie knew about shifters and their ability to change form (Magnolia had yet to do so, as she wanted to wait) and thought that maybe this one could shift, too, just did it differently. Regardless, Maggie was still incredibly confused.

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