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Post by The Jenn on Jun 5, 2011 11:09:23 GMT -5
When no one was there to brush out all of her fur, Sally tended to look like a horrible mess. Her long fur caught all of the dust and dirt as she rolled around, her hair got caught on things like knobs and her masks, and her periodic flailing scratch-rubs left her looking like a tornado victim. It could be hard to brush her when she didn't want to be brushed, too, since her family was more likely to turn into stone during the attempt. She had stopped protesting quite so hard around the age of five. If she squirmed, they would leave her until she didn't. And she didn't like being left alone. It was a good reason not to squirm. Right now she wore her 'calm' face. Nothing was really happening. Tabby told her she couldn't play until she finished talking homework at Uncle Kieran. Mom was busy with the boys. Daddy hadn't come home yet. Nobody was really paying attention to her and she wanted to be brushed. A bright light caught her attention. Having eyes sometimes could be useful like that, though she would have heard Ginger coming even without them. Everybody's feet and paws and claws ticked differently on the floor. She looked up at her sister's eye. "What are you doing? Anything fun? |
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Post by Lucca on Jun 6, 2011 9:32:22 GMT -5
 Ginger really loved her family. They were all so special in their own way, and had so many of their own quirks. But really, it was normal to her. It was just a different kind of normality than anyone else was used to. A kind of normality that hardly anyone outside their family understood, which would have made Ginger sad if her family didn't make her so happy. So while she liked being out in the world, going to school and wandering in the Capital, she liked being home just as much, if not more. The Coyote pup paused when she heard a familiar voice, and her tail started to wag as her eye swiveled around to look at her sister. " Hiiiiiiii Sally!" she said happily, turning her body to trot a little closer. But not too close. She didn't want to turn into stone! That was never really any fun. Her mouth stretched into a too-wide smile. " I was just loooooking for someone to play with meeee." Maybe Sally wanted to play? Her tail wagged even harder at the thought. Her initial plan had been to find her Blobby, but this was even better! Blobby couldn't play very many games, and it always left a sticky mess everywhere. |
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Post by The Jenn on Jun 6, 2011 10:11:29 GMT -5
Oh good, she wasn't busy! Sally curled her tail around and hugged it, letting the tip twist for a moment. It was one way she showed pleasure, since she didn't have a mouth to smile like her sister did. Ginger got all the mouth for their family. She honestly thought that maybe her extra mouth just went into Ginger, like Uncle Kieran's went into Daddy until he got more through magic. That was what Daddy said, anyway.
"Oh! That's good! I can be that someone. I'd like to play. Please? But, um... what were you going to play? Did you have a game in mind?" She rolled off of her cushion, pulling herself up into a hunched standing position. Then she dropped her forelegs to the ground and balanced in a way that looked awkward but was natural for her. She just couldn't walk with all four down, not without toppling.
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Post by Lucca on Jun 7, 2011 9:52:19 GMT -5
With Blobby, Sally would have probably played tag...but that wouldn't be such a very good game to play with Sally! Ginger's tail wagged in delight, mouth still holding that huge, unnatural smile, showing off all of her very sharp teeth. She didn't consciously ever think of the fact that her having so much mouth might be the reason Sally had so little. That wasn't the sort of thing that preoccupied Ginger. Ears perked towards her sister, her flaming eye rotated a bit in thought.
"Ummmmmmmmmm," she said, drawing the sound out for a very long time without drawing in any breath while she thought. Finally, she pranced a bit in place, excitedly. "I know! Weeee could play horseshoes!" To tell the truth, Ginger had never played such a game before. But she'd seen a few bored stable boys playing it once, and it had looked like a lot of fun. It involved throwing things at other things, and it didn't involve touching the Card you were playing with, so it was perfect! Sure, they didn't actually -have- any horseshoes, but they could find something similar around the house. Hunting for the right sort of pieces could be part of the fun too!
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Post by The Jenn on Jul 30, 2011 14:47:34 GMT -5
Her sister looked and sounded really happy, which helped Sally get more in the mood. It was harder to be happy when the people around her weren't, or when Daddy wasn't around. Daddy was always happy. Always. Forever.
Waiting patiently for a game to be suggested and to happen, she slowly rolled her tail around in her grip, twisting the fur this way and that. When a game finally came into being, she paused and tilted her head a little.
"Huh? Oh, I've never heard of that game. I want to play? How do you play? Have I seen you play it before?" Horseshoes? She didn't know horses wore shoes, though it made sense because shoes were clothes and everybody could wear clothes, Daddy said. Like Mom's sock.
It reminded her that Daddy wanted to put socks on her masks, which made her squish her face a little, so she grabbed her happy face and put that on instead. If they were going to play a game then they were going to have fun.
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Post by Lucca on Aug 1, 2011 8:42:14 GMT -5
Ginger's tail wagged insistently behind her as her sister was interested in the game! Yessss! This was going to be fun. She, Ginger, was going to make sure it was fun! Daddy wanted their whoooole family to be happy and that was what she wanted too! Mommy and Daddy and Uncle Amhal and Uncle Keiren and all her brothers and sisters. "Oh, I've never played it either, but it looks like fuuuuuun," she said, and her floating eye started helpfully looking for likely objects to use as horseshoes as she told Sally how to play.
"Youuuu just have to throw a horseshoe at a stick! If the horseshoe lands so it's arooouund the stick," she ran in a circle to demonstrate, "youuu get points!" And that involved numbers which Ginger was supposed to be learning in school anyway so now she could make numbers fun just like her teacher always wanted and she couldn't wait to play and her tail was wagging so fast it was a blur and Sally had her happy face on and that was great!
"Bowls!" Ginger shouted suddenly, because her eye had settled on a plastic bowl left in the other room from breakfast and even though bowls weren't a whole lot like horseshoes they were round and easy to toss and they could use the plastic bowls so they wouldn't break anything because that would be a bit of a mess.
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