You're just an empty cage if you kill the bird

Caspa Al-Fateh · 04-21-2011, 05:30 PM

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A dusty window offered very little view of the outside world, which in any case was dull and overcast. Caspa hadn't found any spare, scrap-worthy pieces of cloth to clean with yet, so her room was still rather grimy around the edges and the window let in very little light. Even a piece of carpet would do, but she couldn't bring herself to tear any up from the rooms that still had it, even the ones which had already been nibbled here and there by intruding rodents or hungry moths.

Still, it was an excellent chance to practice her tolerance, and so she sat with her knees bent in front of her, leaning against a bare wall. The more time doing nothing, the better, because it meant her energy would concentrate on building up her rather weakened frame. Her eyes slowly drooped shut as she lost herself in the spaces between her daydreams. Caspa was a tireless creature though, and making herself be still wasn't always easy. She intended to improve at it - to her this was a more worthy form of endurance than the one that had carried her here on her exhausted legs through the blizzards and ice. But for now, she was yet a beginner and her feet twitched, claws tick-tacking against the floor, one hand reaching up to fiddle with her dark silver M-shaped pendant. And her eyes flew open, peaceful boredom replaced by utter horror. The necklace was missing. In a second she was on her feet, eyes wide and staring as she scanned the room. Of course, she had thrown out all the furniture, there was nowhere the necklace could be hiding and it was nowhere in sight. To make utterly sure she threw all her belongings out of her satchel and spread them across the floor. It wasn't there, it wasn't there. She had dropped it while scavenging around the building earlier. Oh, my God.

The next few moments found Caspa in a montage of desperation and panic, tearing around the Chien Hotel like a whirlwind in a jar, raising dust and emitting growls of annoyance in each empty, barren, desolate, pendant-less room she came to. Her plaits were starting to come loose at the ends, but her consternation was too great to notice.

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Magnolia Takekuro · 04-21-2011, 06:42 PM

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The morning had found Magnolia at the Kingdom hotel, a last-minute decision to crash at Niro’s for the night. But then the teenager decided to finally check out the other rooms of the decrepit building and set up camp for the night somewhere else. She had slept in the attic, deciding that this was the only place in the hotel that her father wouldn’t look. Not that she had been coming home anymore, she stopped checking with him a month or so ago. Her new half-sibling had felt like the last straw, and since then, Magnolia hadn’t seen her father and wanted to keep it that way.

The attic was dingy and damp. However, it was still a place the girl could call home for the night. When morning finally came, Magnolia had decided to investigate the rest of the building. She had brought her collected jewelry to the hotel, now tucked away in a corner of the basement where no one would touch her precious objects. As usual, the Princess wore her black veil and the teal crucifix Undertaker had given her not too long ago. For a moment, her mind debated seeking him out, but that thought was quickly quashed.

A sparkle had caught the young girl’s eye as she meandered slowly through the dusty, dark halls of the first floor. Maggie did a double take, intrigued. Another necklace for her! She smiled, batted the metal with a silvery paw, and gently grabbed it with her teeth before continuing her walk through the hall. But suddenly, a white flash of fury crossed her line of vision. Magnolia rolled her vermillion eyes, and began to stare at the whirlwind in front of her, dumbfounded at the peculiar animal in front of her.

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Caspa Al-Fateh · 04-21-2011, 06:56 PM

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It would be amidst one of the most terrible things that had ever happened to Caspa that the unusual event occurred: she bumped into another canine in the cavernous confines of the Chien Hotel. Her frenzy - uncharacteristic, for she was generally a sombre and collected beast although clearly capable of great exertion - was halted as she took in the appearance of the youngster before her. Trying to pull together some semblance of dignity, she gave a somewhat breathless nod, wondering if the juvenile was about to quiz her as to her identity and background, as Liam had - it seemed fair enough, considering she was such a recent interloper into their home, she assumed their place of birth. Her eyes were caught by the purple shock of vertical hair, the gleaming eyes and grey fur, and she knew that if she had her full wits about her, there was something she'd recognise about this girl-child. There were pressing matters at hand, though.

"Have you seen a..." Caspa tailed off in a mixture of awe and relief, finally allowing herself to both realise and believe it was true - the girl carried her pendant. It was found, it was there before her, in the dark silver flesh. "You have found it!" she exclaimed in a voice that threatened to crack. "Thank heaven for that." Desperate, greedy to hold her most precious possession once more she took an eager step towards the girl, a long-furred arm stretching unconsciously towards her.

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Magnolia Takekuro · 04-21-2011, 07:19 PM

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After a few moments, the stranger finally noticed Magnolia, in the form of bumping into her. Shining green eyes narrowing, she started to walk on until the stranger spoke. Mohawk whipping around, Magnolia watched he stranger that barely smelled like the Court start grabbing at the prize in her mouth. Not pleased, the silver Princess growled in retaliation. “Buh I found I, ifs minet” Magnolia said awkwardly, the necklace in her mouth making it hard to speak. This stranger had no right to say Magnolia’s prize wasn’t hers. Her hoarding behavior of shiny things meant that she wasn’t going to give this necklace up easily. It was cleaner than her own necklaces, which was due to the teenager’s abuse. She often left them outside exposed to the elements, and this caused them to wear and get dirty. But this one was perfectly clean. “foo are you?” Magnolia interrogated, unsure of this newcomer.

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Caspa Al-Fateh · 04-21-2011, 07:37 PM

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The next moment it became all too apparent that things weren't going to be as straightforward as her soaring heart had thought, and said heart plummeted again, leaving her eyes which had been bright and elated, opaque. Caspa looked the girl up and down, muscles bunching in her neck. It wasn't exactly that she was having murderous thoughts. It was just that she was so intent on getting her pendant back, that it couldn't help but spring to mind possible short-cuts to this end. Of course there was no way she would ever lay a finger on the girl. Her moral code absolutely forbade touching an innocent, and petty theft wasn't one of Caspa's list of irredeemable crimes. Besides which, the girl hadn't even stolen it, not yet. She'd just picked it up off the ground. Caspa took a few deep breaths. Surely this would all be worked out quite easily when it became clear it was a simple misunderstanding. There was a defiance in the girl's eyes that worried her though. "Caspa. Your name? And my pendant," she demanded, hackles up. No, far too blunt, more tact required, more reasoning. "I've had it my entire life and I dropped it this morning. You only just found it, didn't you? So you must see it isn't really yours."

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Magnolia Takekuro · 04-21-2011, 07:49 PM

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Magnolia was irritated, and this was not her ideal way of starting the day. This stranger was using logic against a stubborn teenager; couldn’t she see that there was no point in trying? Magnolia acted spoiled, entitled, she didn’t care that the pendant was originally Caspa’s. But starting a row in the Hotel would get both Vigilante and Niro annoyed at her. Sighing and recognizing defeat, the mohawked pup spat the metal necklace out onto the wooden floor. “I’m Magnolia…Takekuro,” she said after a moment, throwing in her dad’s name for fun. She could always use her dad’s high position within the pack to get what she wanted. It was a tactic the spoiled princess hadn’t used yet, but, it could be the first time if this situation were to escalate.

“What’s it a picture of?” Magnolia asked, looking down at the shiny object. Magnolia wasn’t going take the necklace back, but she wasn’t going to acknowledge the stranger’s logic either. A new topic might be the right way to go; classic diversion. This woman in front of her didn’t seem like the type of court member that would do anything drastic to Magnolia, either.

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Caspa Al-Fateh · 04-24-2011, 05:04 PM

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To her great relief, it seemed that the words of reason had been enough. The necklace tinkled to the floor, and Caspa didn't waste a second in swooping to scoop it up. She turned away a little disdainfully from the girl as she re-attached the fastening around her long neck, disapproving of the disrespect to her only significant possession. She showed nothing on hearing the name of Takekuro, but realised that was why she was familiar-looking. It was her - father, uncle, brother? who had greeted Caspa at the borders. "Takekuro. I know your father," she hedged. The family resemblance was probably too strong for it to be anything else.

This realisation, and the safe return of her necklace, was enough to mellow Caspa out considerably, enough to give Magnolia a sidelong look and a stiff, but informative explanation. "A bird in flight. It means to be free, and brings peace." Her peripheral vision kept catching little sparkles and flashes of adornments from Magnolia's direction. "Now you have seen mine, can I see yours?" she asked, vaguely curious to know a little more about this although irritating, certainly interesting packmate.

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Magnolia Takekuro · 04-26-2011, 04:58 PM

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What were the chances that Caspa had met her father? Could he have been the only wolf at the borders the day she joined? The Princess just rolled her brilliant green eyes at the word father. Magnolia was in no mood to discuss her current issues with her dad with this pack member, so she kept her mouth shut. There was nothing to say, after all; it was none of the Seigneur’s business.

Caspa mentioned what her necklace represented, which piqued Magnolia’s interest immediately. She hadn’t ever thought of having meaning attached to her necklaces, she just liked how they shined and wanted as many of them as possible. “That’s cool,” the Princess said simply, staring at the metallic necklace again. When her own pendant was mentioned, the girl took one dainty paw to her neck and took it off and dangled it in front of Caspa’s eyes. “A… friend gave it to me. I don’t know what it means, but wearing it makes me miss him.” Magnolia’s mind jumped back to Undertaker, and she let out a small sigh. He would never come back, she assumed, and that thought made her heart sink. They agreed to run away together, but that seemed like it would never happen. He never came to take her away from here. “I like shiny things, and this one isn’t so shiny, but it’s still nice,” Magnolia stared lovingly at the teal cross cracked with age before putting it back on her neck.

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