07-06-2018, 07:24 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
[member=83]Papercutter[/member]
today, the girl was on a mission. well, two missions, actually. one, of course, she would look for miss roxanne. the sight of her aunt's wings had caused her to go on a sort of panic. she needed to be sure the female was okay, but she had no idea how to find her. her body wasn't strong enough to go out on her own or even go out for very long at all right now. but, she needed to see her again. she couldn't give up, even if she couldn't do much. she still needed to repay the female for the nice presents and letter she had been given. she still needed to talk to her and help her and make sure she's okay. but, her second mission was a bit more light-hearted, at least.
goldie carried a small basket around with her, walking around the drier parts of the territory. she was looking out for things to collect as presents for her family and friends. she wanted to be sure they had nice things. that would make them feel nice. she wanted them to feel nice. so, she scouted out for potential presents. she wasn't looking for anything in specific, really. mostly just things that caught her interest - especially pretty rocks. she could make lots of things out of those and they were easy to find.
but, she did need to take breaks often. the added weight made it even harder for her to move around. she would either end up falling or stopping on her own. currently, she had stopped on her own. she had filled the basket maybe halfway by now, but still was searching so she wouldn't miss anything. she sat, her balance wobbly and shaky as she just breathed softly. she set down the basket, looking through its contents quietly.
today, the girl was on a mission. well, two missions, actually. one, of course, she would look for miss roxanne. the sight of her aunt's wings had caused her to go on a sort of panic. she needed to be sure the female was okay, but she had no idea how to find her. her body wasn't strong enough to go out on her own or even go out for very long at all right now. but, she needed to see her again. she couldn't give up, even if she couldn't do much. she still needed to repay the female for the nice presents and letter she had been given. she still needed to talk to her and help her and make sure she's okay. but, her second mission was a bit more light-hearted, at least.
goldie carried a small basket around with her, walking around the drier parts of the territory. she was looking out for things to collect as presents for her family and friends. she wanted to be sure they had nice things. that would make them feel nice. she wanted them to feel nice. so, she scouted out for potential presents. she wasn't looking for anything in specific, really. mostly just things that caught her interest - especially pretty rocks. she could make lots of things out of those and they were easy to find.
but, she did need to take breaks often. the added weight made it even harder for her to move around. she would either end up falling or stopping on her own. currently, she had stopped on her own. she had filled the basket maybe halfway by now, but still was searching so she wouldn't miss anything. she sat, her balance wobbly and shaky as she just breathed softly. she set down the basket, looking through its contents quietly.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.