Of magical wishing apples

Giselle Fantasia · 05-18-2011, 11:36 PM

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Adorable raccoon table? YOU CANNOT RESIST. Forward-dated to the 19th? ~~Bonus if you can guess the disney song from which I altered lyrics <3.~~ I WAS JUST MAKING SURE YOU WERE PAYIN' ATTENTION.

There was something simply magical about the Dream lands that the young girl couldn't put a cream-dipped finger on. Or perhaps it was being able to see the world for herself that thrilled her. Giselle was eager to explore the lands she could now call home, venturing into the world wearing her simple, yet elegant blue garment. In contrast, there were small white lily flowers in her fiery colored hair, and an ivory ribbon held it all together; looking as if she took her love for the pack's colors a little too intimately. There was no rhyme or reason to the pale girl's style of wear, but 'Elle's passion for dresses went beyond the fact that it was all that princesses wore in her fairy tales.

Leaving the safe walls of the majestic manor, the white and cream colored girl set off for the day, her step light as if she were walking on clouds. Her silky-furred companion ran alongside her, and though Tux was happy to find their new home, he still looked out for his dreamy-eyed caretaker. She watched as he ran ahead, graceful body moving like gentle waves of water. The young girl bit her lip in thought, but after a few moments the girl decided to trot after her friend. Music poured from her heart and into the warm afternoon air.

"Feet don't fail me now, heart don't dare desert me, o/`

Can't turn back now that we're hereee.. o/`"

With each line she sung, Giselle picked up her speed - where she was going mattered not, for it was somewhere new and exciting.

"Somewhere down this road, I know there's something waiting o/`

For me, these fairytale dreams just can't be wrongg~ o/`

Here I'm safe and wanted, I'm finally home where I belong! o/`"

Singing a sweet tune into the open air, Giselle and her companion stopped as they found themselves along the borderline of a lush valley, wildflowers kissing the ground everyplace they looked. Powder blue eyes grew wide as the young girl took in the scene, surveying the sparse trees that were budding with fruitful life. Giselle casually ambled into the floral field, occasionally twirling herself about as she walked to the nearest tree.

"One step at a time, one hope after another, o/`

Who knows where this road may gooo.. o/`

Finding better dreams; things my heart yearns to know~ o/`"

Pausing in her song once again, Giselle stopped at the base of a tree, its leaves large and vibrant. A gasp escaped her lips as she spotted wild apples growing among the thin branches, and suddenly her attention was no longer on song, but on the sweet treat. "Oh, would you look at that~! Apples!" Giselle looked down at her stoat companion, who smiled back. "You remember the magical properties apples have, don't you?" The question was rhetorical, as Giselle had recounted to the stoat many times of how biting into an apple will make all ones dreams become real.

Giselle hiked up the hem of her dress and climbed onto the nearest branch, having more difficulty than Tux, the natural tree climber, did. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted him climb up ahead of her and onto the nearest branch, pointing at the apple in question. Though Giselle struggled slightly in her one-piece outfit, she was able to manage as she finally sat upon the branch. As the female scooted along the wooden limb, it appeared to her as if the bright red fruit wasn't as close as it seemed. The tree shook as she moved along it, but she was disappointed when the fruit wasn't close enough to reach comfortably. Her cream-gloved hand reached up to grab the next branch, using it to pull herself up into a standing position. Keeping one hand on the higher branch for support, the young girl in the blue dress attempted to reach out to grab the object which she believed with all her heart would make her wishes come true.

Silvano Sadira · 05-20-2011, 01:30 AM

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Silvano flexed his hand, twisting it this way and that, feeling his wrist snap a bit as though the bones had grown back properly but roughly still. They cracked a little and he hoped there would be no problem shifting for him. What if his wrist snapped in a crucial moment? Like right before he was going to dodge out of a tree's way. Sighing, he retied the unnecessary bandage around his wrist, over his palm, and through his thumb and index finger. There was no reason to have it on anymore, as the wrist was healed and fully functional, but the youth liked to keep it on; it was more of a comfort thing than anything else to him now. He flexed his hand again, testing the flexibility of the wrap, and satisfied, he pinned it with a makeshift pin.

That was when he gazed out the first story window nearest him, spotting color darting around in the distance; he squinted slightly, wondering who it was. Few in the pack wore clothes and fewer still would probably have worn something so bright. Perhaps it was Mati? She was prone to clothes, wasn't she? Furrowing his brows, the youth left the manor, curiously watching the person in the distance, in the valley of flowers. Who was it? He did not want to startle whoever it was, so he came slowly, certain they'd see a mottled male tall above the wild grasses beneath his feet. Still he did not recognize her. Cocking his head, Silvano watched her move, hearing her voice reach his ears. He had to stop, surprise evident. Her voice was pretty but who was she? He did not know her. But nothing about her from the distance painted her a trespasser; she seemed too weak and innocent for that. From a distance, at least.

But then he saw her climb the tree, in a long dress, no less. That was just a recipe for disaster. So he ran, parting the grass before him recklessly, leaving a scythed trail behind him. She moved further along the branch, her dress trailing along the length of it, as though it were stuck on nubs in the wood. But her fingers fell short of the fruit, and she rose to standing and the Sadira picked up his pace. He himself had fallen plenty of times from trees; his wrist was proof enough. "Careful there!" he cried out, when he was within a scant thirty feet of the female. She seemed young, but pretty, and he saw the way the branched wobbled. It was a recipe that did not taste sweet as the song she had sung.

Giselle Fantasia · 05-20-2011, 02:33 AM

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+3. This post is short because I had one too many Flaming Crotches.

It seemed as if the young princess wanted nothing more than to reach for that apple, to grasp it in her dainty hand and wish upon it as if it were a star. At that moment, Giselle was willing to believe anything; the tree enveloping her in shade like the night sky, and the stars just waiting to be plucked. The pale girl had grown up on her fairy tales, sticking to the firm belief that if an apple was offered by a mysterious character, they were poisonous.

In lieu of the girl's concentration, she blocked out the stoat's trills and squeaks as it noticed someone approaching. Once or twice Tux tugged at her dress, and climbed down the base of the tree to get a better look. His nose twitched as he raised his body, going from short and square to a full height of "small". The stoat tried to look menacing despite its beady-eyed, fuzzy appearance, baring teeth for a moment until the wolf seemed to grow taller. Giselle's companion practically flew back up the tree, squealing his displeasure at the woman who would not rest until she got her ripe, red, fruit-filled wish. 'Giselle, there's a monster down below! We gotta get-'

His high-shrilled words were cut off, as the sounds of the male called up to her. This broke the pale girl's concentration, as she looked down towards the source on earth. "Wha-? Oh!!" It seemed she had reached out too far, however, as the girl's foot slipped off of the branch and she lost her grip altogether. "Ahhh!" She screamed, her cream-colored fingers just brushing the apple upon her falling from the tree. All she could see was the red of her hair as it flew about her face, but the thought of missing her chance to get her wish hurt her more than she knew the incoming fall back on earth would.

Silvano Sadira · 05-23-2011, 02:58 AM

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It's okay, I'm all full of asian hookers, Sorry for the pp :c

The woman in the tree heard his voice warning her, and then it all sort of slipped away, cascading down badly. Silvano was almost beneath the leafy foliage when she slipped on her dress, or did she overbalance? The youth's eyes widened as her hair began to fly beyond her face as she fell back, body heading toward the earth in a dangerous manner. That was when the Sadira felt his own body push forward, running all of a sudden with pure instinct. Silvano felt his arms going out in preparation for the girl falling. He did not understand what was going on, but the thought running through his head was he had to save the one that was going to end up with her head straight on the ground. A broken neck at worse, pulled, sprained, hurt otherwise. Silvano had received enough injuries from falling to know that he had been plenty lucky that the things he had hurt were easy healed.

Suddenly he was beneath her, finding himself on his knees with the girl caught in his arms. His knees stung and he had only really managed to slow her fall by cradling her as she descended. Silvano managed to feel something dig into his knees, pebbles probably, and his wrist was suddenly protesting from the weight. He held her around the shoulders, slipping the other hand from under her legs. It had been something he would never have done as a thought. But here Silvano had simply acted, and it had worked? Once she was alright, the youth pulled the other hand away, instantly squeezing his wrapped wrist even though there was no grimce of pain was on his face. "Told you to be careful," he said rather roughly, not meaning to sound so harsh. "What were you doing up there, anyway? Especially climbing in that dress?"

Giselle Fantasia · 05-26-2011, 11:51 AM

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+5. Nyanyanyan

She felt her body tumbling from the sky, and it felt as it her screams were dulled with the wind rushing past the sides of her face. Now, Giselle's only wish was to survive the fall. When she felt something come into contact with her, it was warm, and not at all hard and flat like the ground was. The pale girl could not tell what or who it was, as she squeezed her eyes shut to suspend reality, but she draped her arms around whatever saved her and found herself burying her face into fur.

It was then that her eyes popped open, realizing that hands were at her shoulders and legs. Her body was turned away from the tree, now behind her, and towards the male that saved her. When her eyes opened, her head moved away from contact of silver, mottled fur, and looked up into emerald. It was a hue unlike any she had seen, and for that moment it made the colors of the forest duller by comparison.

He saved her, and Giselle simply stared back for a moment without a word. It was until he spoke, inquiring about the young girl's wish that she had hoped to reach, that she found her voice again. "You.. saved me, thank you~" Giselle's words were whispered, and as genuine as the smile that suddenly lit up her face, staring at the boy. It mattered not how he acted, or who he was - to Giselle, he was her savior.

She remained there against the male for another moment, soft eyes widening when she realized how long she sat there with her arms around him. "Oh, I'm sorry!" Scrambling, the girl in the blue dress detached herself and got to her feet, and turned to see the boy on his knees. He couldn't have been much older than her, if at all. She glanced to Tux, who remained at the base of the tree and huffing - the girl knew he wanted to be her savior again, despite the difference in size. Giselle smiled at the stoat, who was not yet sure if he could come near, and looked back at the boy.

"I was trying to get an apple," the young girl began, motioning with her cream-laced hands at the tree. "I know how enchanting they are, they make all of your dreams come true~!" As she said this, she twirled in place, clasping her hands together to bring them up under her chin. Then, as she separated them, she looked up a bit sadly into the tree. "Oh, but I never did get my wish.." Giselle murmured, thinking aloud as she looked back down at the young male.

It was then, that she noticed his bandaged wrist, and the pale princess gasped. "Oh no, you're hurt!" She stepped up towards him, and was suddenly on her knees as well, back at his level, dress splayed around her like a blue flower. "I did this, oh I'm so sorry.." Her words were self-convincing, feeling the tingle of tears at the edge of her eyes as she lightly went to touch his damaged wrist for a moment. "M-maybe there's something around here that can help?" Eyes fluttered over to his face questioningly. Giselle could do several things (albeit clumsy), but medicine was not one of them.

Silvano Sadira · 06-11-2011, 12:42 AM

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/RAINBOWSPARKLEYPRINCESSCUPCAKES

He looked flustered at her gratitude, clearing his throat out of nerves. "It's.. no big deal," he mumbled, acutely aware that she was lingering in his arms without realizing it. The heat was rising in his face, especially since this was such a compromising position. And he was young enough to still be flustered by a girl flirting with him. And while this was not flirting, they were in a rather delicate situation, what with the girl in his arms. Maybe it was a yearling thing, with girls being really foreign. Heck, most of the girls he knew were his sisters.

She finally realized that he still had her in his arms (which were growing sore, but he was not the strongest guy out there), and pulled out of them. His wrist complained a bit but he continued to ignore it. "That's alright." After all, it's not every day you fall into the arms of a dashing knight-to-be. His thoughts were not modest, but his lips were shut tight against the potentially flirty outburst. Silvano did not want to see to be.. hitting on her, not after that. He gave her a slight grin, though he noticed her eyes shift to the tree, and that weasel?, creature.

Disbelief was shining in the boys eyes as he watched her twirl. It was like she was out of some kind of story book, right out of the pages of the tales he had read as a younger boy. Heck, he was just about to ask her if she had popped straight out of a fairy tale, but she continued on. With her arms outstretched, the Sadira youth looked up at the apples in the tree above him. That was it? Just for the sake of some apples? He shook his head, still disbelieving that this was reality. Maybe he tripped and passed out somewhere.

All of a sudden, and in a flurry of blue, the girl was in his face, eying his wrist. Emerald eyes gazed at the bandage and he looked stupidly back up at her. "This?" he asked as he raised his wrist slightly. "Oh no, it's not your fault. I'm fine. It's getting better." It was no lie, but she seemed so concerned; he was touched by her over dramatic mannerisms. He shook the wrist out and bended it; it only protested slightly at the rotation. "See, all fine. No biggie," Their eyes met and the youth felt his face heat up again. Oh for god's sake.. Silvano pushed himself up, getting to his feet. He gazed up at the apples, feeling a stroke of genius.

"I'll get you an apple," he said plainly, striding to the trunk and pulling himself up to the next branch. It wasn't hard, not with all of the trees he had climbed in the past. And he was definitely taller than the damsel in distress. He inched along the branch, more reckless than brisk. With a twist and a pull, the apple was in his hand. Then, sitting down on the branch, he smiled at the girl with the apple in his open hand. "No biggie."

Giselle Fantasia · 06-11-2011, 12:36 PM

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+3. This thread = adorable

Concern was etched on her youthful face, looking from the boy's wrist to his face. Her own hands drew back into her lap when he bent and twisted his wrist, showing her its condition. Her mouth opened slightly to say something, as to why it was bandaged, but remained silent as the mottled boy rose and left her sitting there among the pebbles. Giselle's face turned in the direction of his trail, towards the tree, and Tux frightfully leaped out of the male's path and strode over to the woman's lap.

It was then that she realized this boy offered to help her get an apple - and receive her wish. Innocent blue eyes widened, suddenly fearing that he might fall as well. "You don't have to--" But her lilting words were cut off as the boy plucked the apple from the tree, as if a star from the sky, and spoke casually. The young girl stood up, stoat cradled in her hands, meandering to the tree. She gazed up and saw the boy sitting on the branch, having made it look easy.

She did not make a move to take the apple from his open palm - it was his if he wished - he did retrieve it himself, after all. Gazing into emeralds, she realized his scent was that of the Dreamers, too. "What's your name?" Curiosity sat upon her tongue, wishing to know her savior's name. He wasn't exactly princely (which slightly disappointed the pale princess), he had no horse that she had seen nor did he don any shining armor to speak of. Still, he saved her life and then offered to risk his own so that 'Elle could get her wish, and for that she was grateful. For a moment, the white and cream colored girl debated climbing the tree again, but thought better of it.

Silvano Sadira · 06-15-2011, 12:37 AM

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it's true. it's precious as hell.

She approached him, almost in a daze as she held onto that weasel thing. It seemed to watch him with a critical eye, as though this meeting was important in its little mind. Silvano briefly furrowed his brows it, but then chose to refocus his green eyes on the young woman before him, who looked so astonished. Was it out of the ordinary that he had climbed the tree and plucked the fruit from its boughs? He looked up at the branches, hoping to see something there, like sparkles or beams of light unexplained by science or reason. But he saw nothing, so the Sadira youth looked back at the girl and gave a concerned look. In his hand was the apple still. He jerked his hand a little in her direction, edging her on to take it from him.

"Silvano Sadira. My mother is Savina Marino." It was likely she had accepted the girl. Or perhaps Anu had. But that did not matter; few would not know Savina once they stayed with the Dreamers. He wanted to come back down to earth, eager to be out of the tree; he had injured his hand that way in the beginning. "Please, won't you take this apple? I mean, I did get up here to get it just for you?" asked the brunette, cocking his head and giving a mildly pleading look. He did not want to attempt to climb down the tree with an apple in one hand. He as not sure how well his legs would handle a drop from this height, especially if he was cradling the fruit. He had not yet learned the tuck and roll; he still had to find a knight to teach him.

"It's a pretty fruit for a pretty lady..," he tempted, waving it a little bit. "But what is your name? I probably should have asked you first, since you're the lady and I'm.. well I'm not a lady."

Giselle Fantasia · 06-20-2011, 08:40 PM

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Wishing is srs bnz. :x +5

As if the young girl's eyes could not light up anymore, they sparkled with glee when the boy mentioned his mother, who was the first wolf she had the pleasure of meeting aside from her papa. "Oh!" Her voice piped up, suddenly seeing the resemblance in the dazzling emerald eyes that could captivate anyone. "I've met her, she's very lovely." The opinion was a genuine one... though in Giselle's mind, everyone was considered either lovely or villainous; it was how she perceived them - as if they were characters out of her books. The pale princess recalled the beautiful woman she had met, whom she first thought as wicked by the color of her fur, but in reality Savina was far from it.

Her thought bubble was popped by the boy's following words, and she blinked up at him, her face holding a dreamy expression. "Of course~" A soft smile placed on her face, 'Elle rose onto her tiptoes to cup the offered apple into her dainty hands. She drew it close to her as she pulled back away from the tree, cheeks turning as red as the object when Silvano tempted her with the enchanting fruit. Before she took a bite and made her wish, power blues rested on his form on the tree limb.

"You're certainly not, you are my savior," the girl noted matter-of-factly, knowing she was in his debt as he had saved her from the fall. "I'm Giselle.. Fantasia," she mimicked his giving of a last name, though she had no familiar ties to anyone among the Dreamers. That fact, of course, mattered little to the girl with the auburn hair. Eyes wandered back over to the fruit in her hand, feeling Tux's feet climb as he perched upon her shoulder, wanting to get a better view of the magic fruit. Then, closing her eyes, the young girl took a deep breath, and held it momentarily. Then, she lifted the apple to her face and bit into it, savoring the bite as if her wish would come true the moment she opened her eyes.

But when she did, nothing changed. Giselle had read that the magic was usually instant, but all 'Elle saw was the apple tree with the boy in it, the field surrounding them, and a deer in the distance.

"Silvano, look!" Giselle pointed with a free finger, using a hushed tone of voice despite the excitement that was laced throughout it. With a seemingly one-track mind, Giselle forgot about the apple she now held in one hand and ran excitedly towards the direction of the creature. Wildflowers hugged her trotting form, blue amongst the shades of purple. Stopping feet from the wild creature, who grazed quietly, 'Elle plopped down among the wildflowers and stared adoringly at the animal. It responded by lifting its head, ears swiveling questioningly at the wolf. Already the white and cream hued girl found a tune escape her, singing softly at the doe, offering the bitten apple as a lure to come closer. She would not harm it, of course, it was far too majestic. For just that moment, the girl had forgotten about the other boy that remained up in the tree.

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