where is my mind? [aw]

Magnolia Takekuro · 06-30-2011, 01:59 PM

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For Anyoneeeeeeeeee. Borgata Tenzontli.
Table by haley!
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The young, fair haired woman was scared. Salsola had been less than inviting to the mohawked teenager, and while she was still alive, her reputation didn’t really exist here. She was ignored by almost everyone except for the slaves, but Larkspur taught her to not acknowledge them. She spent her days floating around, learning new things about this new abode of hers. After the last supper, the young woman had been keeping to herself around the Ruins. She was new here and knew no one.

Today, though the woman went north. She hugged the western coastline, knowing she was safe in these lands but still wary of the strangers she called her packmates. She had yet to meet anyone outside of Eris and Larkspur. Secrecy was such a virtue here, and the young woman couldn’t figure out why. Was there something crazy going on behind locked doors that she didn’t know about? The family supper she attended recently freaked her out; Magnolia had no idea who Sirius was or what he was trying to accomplish here. The Boss seemed like someone she had no interest in crossing. The entire pack, for that matter, seemed like a group of terrifying individuals.

The girl stared out into the waves as they crashed around her. The rocky shore was barren and desolate, but the girl didn’t mind. Cour des Miracles seemed so far away now. She had no idea how far Niro was from her…. She would visit soon, or at least she hoped. The day was just beginning and the golden sun was slowly rising above her. Maggie sat on the dirt, optime arms wrapped around her legs in an upright fetal position. She wasn’t lost, exactly, but the mohawked woman didn’t know what she was doing here. Slender jaw sat upon her arms as she closed her eyes for a moment with a depressed sigh. She prayed things would get better soon.

Salvia Eternity · 06-30-2011, 07:52 PM

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+3 :: These two should be interesting.

There had been several major changes in Salvia’s life in the past few weeks. Her mother had become pregnant, meaning that she and her brother would soon be ousted from their position as favored children. That, luckily, had given her a gift; the two legged form she used now regularly. Learning to walk quietly on two feet had proven difficult. She had spent many a day practicing with her weight, and while she left faint tracks behind her, she was nearly silent now. Pandemic still could not shift, but Salvia was confident her darker brother would join her soon.

Most exciting had been the birth of her horse, a black colt she had named after the night. While her father had warned her the baby would not be large enough to ride for two years, Salvia was patient. She would learn everything and ensure that the horse bonded with her long before she took to his back. Then they would be one; then she would be able to fly.

For now, though, she was learning how best to use her Optime form. Being so young, she lacked feminine curves and bore a more boyish figure—however, her hips and chest showed signs of growth. Her large feet betrayed her ever-growing size; never as large as Pan, though. He would be as large as their father, she imagined, and envied him for this.

Cat-like, she maneuvered through the last bits of night until the sun brought her to the sea. She slowed only when she spotted an unfamiliar figure, but recognized her from their last dinner. Her hair, oddly colored as it was, made her unique. Salvia’s green eyes narrowed as she approached boldly, whiskers curling as she approached with arrogance in her step. “What are you doing?” She called out.

Magnolia Takekuro · 07-01-2011, 04:44 PM

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The silver woman was almost asleep. The waves brought her peace despite her hurting mind. Her wild thoughts were being tamed by the calming water, so calming that the girl’s eyes grew heavy and her mind finally shut off momentarily. However, the girl’s peace was interrupted after a moment when an unfamiliar voice called out to her. Green eyes open snapped open, though they quickly narrowed in irritation at the disruption. Magnolia knew she should be social and meet her new family members, and yet she hesitated to do that.

Magnolia looked over to the source of the sound, and a young optime girl stood before her. She was clearly younger than Magnolia, and for the first time in a while she smiled. “Oh, I was just thinking,” the teenager said, staring at the multicolored no-longer-puppy-not-yet-adult. She was a familiar face, the girl had been in attendance at the family dinner. She sat next to what Magnolia assumed to be her brother, but she wasn’t sure who her parents were. “Are you Larkspur’s kid?” An educated guess, based on the way she acted at the dinner.

Salvia Eternity · 07-02-2011, 05:02 PM

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At nearly seven months old the girl was tall, nearly full grown. She still had large feet to grow into, as was evident by their size, but beyond this she resembled an adult almost completely. Young and not sure of her role beyond that of a child, the crossed border of such a thing presented frightening possibilities. Yet here, in Salsola, she was safe—she was above others because of her bloodline. One day she would display this, but for now she was testing new waters and treading with slight trepidation.

Of course, her kelly-green eyes hardly looked the part as they focused on emerald, a color Salvia thought went well with the odd purple hair the stranger sported. Salvia’s ears perked up at her father’s name, and it was then she recalled why this pale girl seemed so familiar. “Yes,” came the proud reply. “And Eris is my mother, but you should know that,” she went on, advancing to stand next to the pretty woman only a few months older than she. “My father’s the one who brought you here, right? Like when he brought you to Anathema.” They had played there, once, and Salvia had remembered this. It had been a short-lived thing, for Magnolia had been taken away the next morning. Vaguely the earth-colored girl wondered if this was what Wretch might have looked like; a shadow crossed her face.

Magnolia Takekuro · 07-06-2011, 09:14 PM

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The brunette woman suddenly became more and more familiar. They both realized that they had met once before, when Magnolia had stayed in Anathema’s caves for a night. Larkspur had brought the mohawked girl to his own children to play with for the night to feel better. Magnolia had found the trio’s company great for short amount of time as there was a dearth of children her age to play with back in the Kingdom. Magnolia had spent the evening being completely mystified by the caverns and the fact that multiple families lived in there. Their meeting brought a grin to her face.

“Salvia,” the woman said softly, silently praying that was her correct name. “It has been a while. Your father saved my life that day. Why did your family move here? Are Wretch and Pan here too?”Maggie was asking a lot of questions, but their reunion was certainly exciting to her and she couldn’t help it. Magnolia did not tell her old playmate the reason why Magnolia had arrived at Salsola. Larkspur would probably never be close emotionally to the Monroe girl, but she felt the need to be close to her savior physically. He saved her once, and now he was saving her twice by letting her stay in this pack. She had a purpose now, and she was determined to not let this opportunity go to waste. She wanted to prove herself to the dark man.

Salvia Eternity · 07-28-2011, 11:23 AM

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The girl remembered her (as she should) and Salvia was glad for this. She did not remember the details as far as why there had been a need for the older child to join them, but it had been a fun night. Arching her back as she approached, Salvia’s steps were quiet and well placed. There was no hesitation in her as she sat next to the other girl, eyeing her as she might size up an animal.

Her lips pulled back in a vicious smile. “Magnolia, right? Well, my mother and uncle founded this pack so we came with them. I like it better; we don’t need to live underground anymore.” It had been something she was accustomed to, but it was not equal to sleeping under stars. Salvia needed to see the sun. “Pan is here,” she added, eyes turning cruel at the thought of her sister. “I don’t know where Wretch is. She ran off a few months ago and we haven’t seen her since.” There was no reason for her to be so angry over an accident, but she did not believe it was such. In Salvia’s mind, Wretch had betrayed her family—betrayed her.

Magnolia Takekuro · 08-05-2011, 01:59 AM

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Weeeird post sorryyyyyyyyy

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Table by Haley.

When Magnolia was younger she used to daydream about the Anathema caves. How an entire pack could survive without sunlight or the great outdoors… it was a thought couldn’t wrap her little head around. Now if she were to return to the pack lands today she would probably understand that it was very well organized and that the weres who lived there had ingenuity that was beyond her feeble abilities. But now with Salvia in front of her all she could think about was how Larkspur had saved her that one fateful day and she was here now partly because of that. The two girls had met that night and after months apart they were together again, as women now in a universe completely different to the one they got acquainted in.

“I couldn’t imagine growing up underground,” the wolf said truthfully. She often wanted to, but luckily the girl realized that wasn’t going to be a reality for her any time soon. Anathema was not the home she so desperately searched for. Salvia was a lucky girl for living in the caves and getting to move here too, into a kingdom that raised her as a Salsola princess.

Magnolia continued to listen to Salvia, her eyebrows raised in disbelief at the mention of Wretch. She could barely remember the girl but was still surprised she would run off, she didn’t seem like that type. At Salvia’s reaction she didn’t press it. Magnolia was interested in Wretch’s circumstance but the Associate also knew when to hold her tongue and now was definitely one of those times. “Oh,” was all she said at first. “I’m very sorry to hear that. I’m glad to see you’re doing well, though,” Magnolia gave her old playmate a sad smile. She knew, too, what it felt like to lose a family member and be furious at them for leaving for no apparent reason.

Salvia Eternity · 08-25-2011, 02:38 AM

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D: SORRRRRRRRRY I AM AN AWFUL PERSON

Anathema’s complex cave system was chosen for a reason, and Salvia understood that now. If she had not spent her childhood there she could have become lost and easily captured if attempting to invade. Her trip to Inferni had been easier, given the broad size of the valley, though she had come within moments of being found. She never the less was pleased with her task, and glad she had proven herself to her brooding uncle. “It was strange,” she said, in mention of the caves. “Pan liked it a lot. I got bored. There’s not much you can do in a mountain, really.”

The purple-haired girl’s words made Salvia’s eyes narrow, partially out of confusion. She wasn’t angry, but the idea that she was hurt by the fact her sister was gone…well that felt strange. It felt like a weakness, and so she banished it with a haughty snort. “Of course I am,” she said smartly, lifting her head. “I’m busy enough here.” Between her boxing lessons with Tlanti and her own self-taught hunting, Salvia kept herself content. “What about you?” She asked suddenly, looking over to the older girl. “Are you doing better now that you left home?”

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