07-14-2018, 01:37 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the injured girl was originally brought by the sound of her aunt's voice, stumbling towards the female with curiosity, wondering who she was talking to. she eyed the stranger, tripping to the side for a moment as she approached as she tried to move closer to rosemary. she quickly caught herself though and sat down with shaky legs. her ears perked upward as she listened to the stranger speak, picking up her name. calliope is a nice name, she thought. she liked that name.
she smiled to the female, her ear twitching at the mention of music. goldie liked to sing, even though she didn't do it publicly very often. caesar's weekly task actually helped her feel more confident in her abilities to do so. she did it much more often than before. she nodded to rosemary's words, letting her aunt speak before saying anything. "welcome, calliope! i like your name." goldie said sweetly, her tail twitching back and forth. "my name's goldenluxury roux, but i just usually go by goldie. i like to sing! although, i've never tried playing any instruments."
she smiled to the female, her ear twitching at the mention of music. goldie liked to sing, even though she didn't do it publicly very often. caesar's weekly task actually helped her feel more confident in her abilities to do so. she did it much more often than before. she nodded to rosemary's words, letting her aunt speak before saying anything. "welcome, calliope! i like your name." goldie said sweetly, her tail twitching back and forth. "my name's goldenluxury roux, but i just usually go by goldie. i like to sing! although, i've never tried playing any instruments."
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.