Let the Magic Begin
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Kiara Amarok


Word Count → 273 :: OOC


Most of the time, Kiara didn't mind being bound to a single form. She enjoyed running around on four legs and found there were very few things she couldn't do. She could hunt, fish, and even trade at the festival. However, raising her paws high in the air was one of the impossible acts that Kiara couldn't mimic. The white wolf was sure that meant she would be stuck in the audience. Now that she knew magic existed, she wanted to get a closer look at the miracles. Yet, she would never be picked if she couldn't raise her paw. Snowy ears drooping ears and down cast eyes made her look like a scolded puppy. Her tail had stopped wagging completely.


When Felta chose her to come up for the trick Kiara coulnd't be happier. A cheerful yip sounded from her jaws as she danced around in a circle. Her previously downcast mood had completely vanished and was replaced by exuberance. With her tail wagging quickly behind her, she jumped up onto the stage and ran as quickly as her four legs would carry her over to the table. Mystified sapphire eyes stared at the brightly colored coywolf as she waited for the magic to begin. Kiara really liked Fleta, but now the feme was on a whole different level. Fleta was powerful and could do magic, she was amazing.


Once again the jem was held up for everyone to see, and Kiara followed its movements carefully. It was a beautiful red and it shined in the sunlight. The innocent female's mind realed as she wondered what wondrous properties the item might hold.


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OOC Stuffs go here


The puppyish delight that came from Kiara at being selected brought a large smile to Terra's face. The audience backed away from her, happy and cheerful as they let her through, a couple laughing at the innocent actions. It earned a sharp glare from the magician, promising that they would be hurt if they did anything to hurt her friend. With Kiara on the stage with her Terra looked down. Now I'm going to move the cups around slowly. Keep track of where the gem is. If you get it right, you'll receive a prize. What prize to give Kiara was easy to choose, dried strips of meat in a pocket.



Picking up the gem she placed it underneath the cups once more. Moving it slowly enough that even a child could keep track Terra shifted the cups around. Lightly she knocked the gem from under one cup to another, fast enough to keep it from being spotted, the original cup still easy to track as she slipped a tiny doll underneath, eyes comically large. Pausing she looked up with a grin. Which cup?
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#23
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Kiara Amarok


Word Count → 236 :: OOC


The best way to describe the arctic female was naive. She was easily tricked by the stage magic that the coywolf performed, and little did she know Fleta was not, if fact, her friend's name. If anything positive came out of her innocent personality, it was that she could enjoy the magic show to it's full extent. Kiara did notice the laughter of a couple audience members, but she didn't care. After all, she had been selected, not them. They were jealous of her luck because they couldn't see the magic up close like she could.


Kiara's white tail wagged high in the air as she listened to the instructions for the cup game. Eagerly, her large head bobbed up and down and she shifted her position to get a better look at the cups of the table. Immediately her focus went to the cup where the red gem was hidden under. The cups moved extremely slow and it was easy for Kiara to follow the fire gem's movements. Again, the young wolf didn't notice the tricks or the added doll. So when the cups were finally brought to a stop, Kiara was certain she knew where the red jewel was hidden. With a bright and confident air, the arctic wolf gestured with her head to the far left cup. Her fluffy tail wagged back and forth and waited for the red gem to be revealed.


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OOC Stuffs go here


Just as expected Kiara was able to track where the cups went, indicating to where the red gem had originally been. Dramatically slow Terra knocked back the empty middle cup first, then the cup on the right with the gem in it, a look of surprise on her face as the gem was in face not where it was supposed to be. Confusion on her face Terra lifted the last cup, the one Kiara had selected, revealing the doll, big eyes staring up. Terra picked it up, examining the doll. How did this get here?



Shrugging Terra pocketed the doll, placing the empty cups down again. Last she lowered the one with the gem in it, double checking to make sure that it wouldn't move. Alright, let's try this again. Track the gem. Terra moved the cups around at the same pace, making sure the gem could be tracked before it was neatly knocked away into another cup, again replaced by the same doll, this time a small piece of meat in there with it. Which cup?
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Kiara Amarok


Word Count → 293 :: OOC


Kiara was more than confident that she had picked the right cup. The cups had been moved at a slow easy pace which she had no difficulty following. Her white fluffy tail wagged excitedly and she waited expectantly for the fiery gem to be revealed. The middle cup was lifted and it proved to be empty as did the right cup. Kiara puffed out her chest with pride. She knew she had picked the correct cup. When the left cup was lifted Kiara's face turned from confidence to shock. Sitting in the place where the gem should have been was a small doll with huge eyes. Her entire body went rigid in surprise and she sat with a gaping mouth.


Fleta's confusion only added to Kiara's own state of shock and she quickly looked from doll to coywolf. Her sapphire eyes were as wide as disks and her mouth moved silently up and down as if she were speaking. Laughter erupted from the audience as Fleta simply shrugged and pocketed the doll. The cups were righted and Fleta placed the red gem underneath one of the cups, and even double checked to make sure it wouldn't move. The offer to try again only increased Kiara's determination, and with a curt nod she stared so hard at the cup with the hidden gem that she could have bored a hole through it.


Again, the cups were shifted around at a slow and easy pace. The white wolf's concentration was enough to put a seasoned hunter to shame. Finally, the cups stopped moving and she was prompted to choose on. Kiara hesitated for a moment as her confidence wavered, but she finally picked the middle cup. She hoped and preyed that she had picked right.


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OOC Stuffs go here


The intense look of concentration on Kiara's face as the cups were shuffled almost made Terra tip her hand, wanting the wolf to win and find the prize. She managed to keep herself steady luckily, moving through the trick without doing anything to give herself away. The middle cup was selected, and again Terra procured two empty cups before finally moving to the middle one. Again she lifted it, revealing the doll, the meat clutched by it.



Gently Terra picked it up, examining the doll. It doesn't seem to want to stay. You hold onto it? Terra passed the food bearing doll over to Kiara before pulling the gem out from the wolf's ear. This time I'll make sure it doesn't move! Determination glinted in Terra's eyes as she shuffled the cups around for the final trick. The red gem remained where it was this time, but was joined with bright fabric and other such things, turning it into an explosion of color when it would be opened. Which cup?
Terra
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Kiara Amarok


Word Count → 314 :: OOC


Kiara sat on the stage, completely unaware of and fooled by the coywolf's simple trick. The arctic wolf was fully convinced that she was witnessing real magic, but the disappointment of not finding the red gem was almost crushing. She had been so sure of herself, but that infuriating doll had replaced her sparkling red gem. As Kiara waited nervously for the red gem to be revealed, she prey that it hadn't disappeared again. One by one, the two other cups were tipped over and proved to be empty. Sapphire eyes stared at the final cup, hoping nothing had happened to the fiery gem.


Once again, the idiotic doll had taken the gems place, although this time it held pieces of meat. Kiara was excited by the presence of meat, but that doll was really starting to tick her off. When Fleta asked Kiara to hold onto the doll, she was more than happy to comply. The arctic wolf quickly snapped up the food, swallowing the bits before she secured the doll in-between her teeth. A small growl emerged from her filled jaw, the doll wasn't going anywhere. Suddenly, Fleta reached behind her ear and produced the red gem. Happy surprise filled her young face and her tail began to wag again.


During the cup shifting process, Kiara made sure to keep a firm grip on the doll nestled between her teeth. Cold, hard, determination had set in. She was going to find the red gem even if she had to rip the doll limb from limb. The arctic wolf's sapphire eyes watched closely as the cup with the gem was moved around before it came to rest on the left side again. With a quick flick of her head, she gestured to the left cup and waited for the gem to be revealed. She had to get it right, she just had too.


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OOC skipping the last trick. caspa can join back in now


Terra bit back laughter at Kiara's ferocious grip on the doll. It appeared she was plenty angry that it had managed to appear where it was. If Terra wasn't careful the doll would end up in pieces, never to be used for anything ever again. Kiara had to be at least a little bit settled by the offer of food. The cups were shuffled, and this time Terra paused. She looked the cups over. Are you sure? Terra let Kiara hesitate before moving, lifting up the cup on the right. A silver necklace with sea gems wove into it laid there. The next cup lifted held a large chunk of meat.



Now they were on the very last one. Terra lifted it up, and items overflowed from the tiny cup. Bright scraps of cloth, tiny glints of metal, it all fell away before the bright blood gem was revealed in the center. It was a bright display, Terra laughing with delight at the way it revealed. It had worked better than she had guessed. Sweeping the gem up into her hand Terra held it up, admiring the bright colors before pocketing it again. Turning to Kiara she smiled. Looks like you win. Do you want anything?
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Kiara Amarok


Word Count → 319 :: OOC


Throughout the entire process, Kiara kept a savage grip on the doll. It wasn't going anywhere. When Kiara hesitated, Fleta took the opportunity to double check her answer. Her eyes quickly flicked down to the doll that was tucked safely between her teeth. It was still there. It hadn't magically disappeared. Slowly her snowy head nodded and her grip tightened on the rag doll between her teeth. Her sharp fangs sunk a little into the dolls fabric and her eyes glistened as she anxiously awaited for the gem to be revealed.


The first cup was lifted, and it held a fistful of merriment. A beautiful silver necklace inlaid with a sea of colored gems. They sparkled in the sun and Kiara almost dropped the rag doll in her amazement. The spectators were also impressed by the glittering prize. Kiara's eyes widened as she stood fixated on the necklace. The second cup held a prize that was equally impressive. A large chunk of meat sat on the table and Kaira began to drool. The delicious smell, now released from its container, wafted towards her and made her stomach rumble. Eagerly, and somewhat afraid, Kiara turned her vision so that it was fixated on the final cup.


Finally, the last cup was lifted and it was filled to the brim with spectacular objects. Glittering metal and colorful pieces of cloth fell away to reveal the fiery gem. The arctic wolf's tail began to wag with full force and the doll dropped from her mouth. She howled with delight and jumped up so that her front paws landed heavily on the table. Kiara's back feet dance like an excited puppy and her eyes glistened with triumph. A prize was offered to her and the snow wolf thought for a minute. The meat was incredibly tempting, but Kiara still had a bone to pick with the wide-eyed doll. "Can I have the doll?"



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OOC Stuffs go here


Kiara's reactions were certainly a delight for Terra, feasting off her joy and confusion. All the emotions sang through her. Terra had worked hard for these reactions, and here they were, placed on a bright plate before her. The doll was gripped tighter and tighter as the cups were flipped, the obvious fear that the doll would somehow replace the gem there. With the last one revealed, the doll was dropped, temporarily forgotten in the excitement.



Keeping from being swept up in Kiara's pace was difficult, laughing out loud. She wanted to reach over, nuzzle Kiara and celebrate the find along with her. Instead she opened her arms, inviting the audience to celebrate along with the overly eager wolf. Cheers and howls filled the air as they joined in, pleased for Kiara's success. Asked for the doll Terra nodded, holding out the dropped doll happily. Enjoy! Sweeping back up Terra turned to the bright trinkets, letting them glitter through her hands as Kiara returned to her seat.
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