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Post by Vyn on Feb 17, 2008 21:19:06 GMT -5
Xylia let out a playful gasp and sprung back lightly on her long legs, bouncing cheerfully and attempting to escape the water droplets being flung from his wings. She attempted to shake her mane out once more, casting out a much diminished sprinkling that failed to have much of any sort of effect.
Ah well.
Still giggling heavily the doe bounced once more, only to slow to a halt upon realizing that Tavor was inviting Cecilia. Well that was unexpected for both Xylia and Cecilia and their surprise showed clearly before Cecilia nodded delicately. Tavor seemed to want her around but...for a different reason than most. It almost through her for a loop but the attention-loving doe cast off her confusion swiftly and hopped forward with a little sway to her tail.
"I'd love some sun... Thank you, Tavor."
Xylia grinned between them and then nodded with a cheerful authority. "Lets get to soaking up the sun then!"
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Post by Kitty on Feb 17, 2008 22:20:03 GMT -5
The fear of only moments ago was completely gone from him now and he was far more chipper then he was before as well. He easy danced away from the diminutive shower of drops that came from her mane the second time around. He could be mean and snap his tail at her, his tail feathers still having some water in them, but he didn't. He simply adjusted his wings and went into a bouncy little trot, tail held up and into an 'S' shape as he did a little circle around them, a rather large grin resting on his muzzle.
Perhaps he was a little to young yet, but he wasn't all that interested in girls. Well, they were fun to pal around with actually, entertaining and yet... gentler then boys. Then again, the boys he'd met so far had been rather brutish things that seemed to dislike his brown fur, which he didn't understand all that well really. He just knew that he liked being around both of these girls and leaving one behind would seem... odd to him.
Yes, let's go!
He trotted forward, heading north. However, he only got so far before he stopped and looked back with a sheepish grin, his cheeks flushing slightly. He definitely wasn't the leader type.
It's ok if we go this way... right?
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Post by Vyn on Feb 22, 2008 9:40:25 GMT -5
Once more Xylia bumped lightly against Tavor, laughing a little at the male's insecurity. Never teasing, just the same warm and gentle tones. Laughter came as easily to the young teen as air.
"That's perfectly fine," she chimed happily. "Lead the way!"
Her cottony tail waved from side to side as she hopped up to stand right as his side, near enough that they'd be touching if he leaned in. She hoped it'd give him a little confidence, as happiness and cheer both seemed quite suiting of the little winged rodent.
Cecilia wore an easy smile as she pranced along with Tavor and Xylia, she was quiet and appeared to be watching more than interacting at the time being but she was honestly enjoying herself. It was nice not worrying herself over the perfection of her appearance or the attention of males, but she wouldn't ever admit that or give it up even for the worrying was always worthwhile in the end.
"Do you know anywhere interesting around here, Tavor?" She piped up lightly, head tilting to the side and causing her golden rings to glitter in the sunlight.
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Post by Kitty on Feb 22, 2008 17:04:26 GMT -5
The soft bump made him blush a bit more deeply before he brightened up again and glancing a Cecilia a moment, the fact that neither of them seemed to concerned if he lead the way or not certainly perked him up. He smiled to each of them and turned, trotting forward a bit with a significantly higher amount of confidence, or so it seemed. Really, he was just acting and it was most probable that it showed through, confidence could not be built in a day.
His feather tipped tail was curled up into a happy little 's', the feathered tip swaying too and fro with his now prance like movements. He really had no set destination, he was just walking in whatever direction seemed good in his mind. Cecilia's question caught his ears though and they twitched whilst he stopped, mid prance even, and scrunched his nose in thought. DID he know of anywhere interesting? Oh! He most certainly did!
He turned, giving the black and purple doe the most winning smile he had and nodded, that was a wonderful idea indeed! His voice carried his excitement as well, he was now just simply itching to take these two to his special spot.
Oh, I do! I think you'll both really like it, follow me!
And with that he turned, picking up the pace a bit and heading northeast now, toward the edge of the city.
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Post by Kiki on Feb 22, 2008 21:12:44 GMT -5
Kitty and Vyn receive 2 tokens each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe. This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe. Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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Post by Vyn on Feb 29, 2008 10:29:48 GMT -5
Xylia was so proud that Tavor was acting so confident. After all, the cheerful little sweetheart deserved his happiness. She had a feeling he didn't get to enjoy it much. She still had to talk to Maxwell...maybe he'd let Tavor come back to Corvistowne with them?
That was for later, though, after the park and exploring and... Whatever it was Tavor had just decided would be interesting.
Both girls looked at each other, blinking slightly as they tried to figure out what he'd just decided one but they both picked up their paces and followed after him happily. Cecilia moved in her elegant little prance while Xylia kept up at Tavor's side in a smooth trot, her cottony tail waving from side to side.
After a moment Xylia glanced around and noticed they were entering a different part of the city. The main area of the park was fading quickly out of view and, if Xylia's judgement was correct, they ought to be nearing the edge of the City as well. That was a little strange, even she had to admit, but she loved adventures and was more than happy to follow in his pawsteps.
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Post by Kitty on Mar 6, 2008 12:06:15 GMT -5
He knew precisely where he was going, and it wouldn't take them to terribly long to get there either. He'd slow down when an old stone wall came into view, vine covered and damaged in some places, but still relatively sturdy, and it was just outside the city as well, the building still visible.
He stopped and turned, waiting for both of them to join him when he'd step lightly over to a gate that simply hung on one of it's hinges and the lock which was so badly rusted it stuck.... holding it there precariously. He'd slip under the gate and into the 'garden'.
There was the remains of an old house in the distance, burnt down long ago no doubt, but the grounds were overrun with taller foliage and the roses, which had, presumably, once been pruned to perfection grew wild, their flowers smaller and not quite as pretty as the specially cultivated ones the shops sold, and a far cry from those at the hearts palace, but they were his, even if they bloomed in muted shades of yellow and dulled shades of red and pink... the occasional white here and there as well.
He peered over his shoulder, grinning like a fool to them both. This was his secret place, and he loved it!
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Post by Vyn on Mar 6, 2008 13:26:53 GMT -5
Both does' eyes lit up immediately upon slipping under the gate and into the secret garden hidden there. Cecilia let out a little gasp of an 'Ohhh' and Xylia merely burst into a wide grin. It was exceptionally lovely and was, probably, one of the first things they could properly agree upon.
At last Xylia found her tongue. "Oh Tavor! This place is lovely! Do you take care of all these wild roses?" They grew wild, yes, but that didn't mean they were entirely neglected. "There are so many of them!"
Cecilia nodded dumbly, merely beaming around the place. Roses of all sizes and colors and smells filled her senses and made her wiggle a little with pleasure. They weren't exactly the brilliant variety sold in shops but in their own way they were even more beautiful.
Perhaps because they grew like this so naturally or perhaps it was the way they contrasted the dilapidation of the burnt down building they flanked. It was very much like a rose garden managing to sprout and flourish in the heart of Corvistowne, near to impossible but beautiful.
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Post by Kitty on Mar 6, 2008 13:54:34 GMT -5
He beamed at their reactions, feeling terribly pleased with himself and his garden. The roses were quite obviously stubborn and hearty, quite the opposite of their small little caregiver. Said caregiver curled his tail up into a happy little s shape and watched the two, quite happy and content to sit and watch them, until he was asked a question.
Well... er, they kind of take care of themselves. I do what I can though, when they aren't doing so well but.... they get along fine on their own.
He peered about the garden, it wasn't exactly the number of rose plants themselves, it was just the sheer fact that they had had years and years to grow as they wished, their branches snaking out here and there in no particular pattern at all. It would be quite difficult to actually link each one back to a specific plant, and they all seemed to twist and turn over one another's thorny branches.
I don't think anyone else knows about here, or else they don't really care. It's always just me and the roses, and sometimes a bird or something like that will pop by.
He favored the white roses, out of all of them they were the smallest most fragile ones, like the pristine color couldn't quite cope with the surroundings but it was giving it's best effort to stick it through even while being strangled by the vines of the others. He lifted a paw and traced a purple claw gently over the petals, barely touching it all, smiling all the while.
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Post by Vyn on Mar 6, 2008 16:56:09 GMT -5
If Cecilia had been the more romantic type, she might have 'aw'ed at the way Tavor traced the roses so delicately. Instead she found herself wandering away a bit absently. The roses were beautiful and so intricately woven and the old ruins were interesting to, it almost made the kid in her want to explore despite the little voice scolding herself that she'd get too dirty.
Xylia had no such reservations, however, and happily poked around a bit before tilting her gaze to notice Tavor almost stroking the rose. He really was such a sweet heart wasn't he? White roses... She remembered something her father had mentioned once about roses, white symbolized...purity? Oh, yes, that was it: innocence. How suiting.
"It's beautiful here, Tavor. What a wonderful secret place."
She was about to poke around in the vines and the thorns and all those interesting things when a thought suddenly came to her mind. Where were Tavor's parents? Did he live around here? There was so much he didn't seem to know about the world...
"Hmmm, Tavor... Can I ask you a question?"
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