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Blaise. She liked the way it sounded and thus she kept it as openly as her wide eyes searched her surroundings now. There was something that she could hear in the distance, something that drew her to this area. These forest meant little to her and it was the lure, the pull of the ocean's waves that sent her heart pounding as she moved ever quicker to her destination. But as she grew closer her form began to slow and her muzzle scrunched up, black fur bristling ever so slightly as white smoke wafted up from her slightly parted jaws. "No, it's different. It sounds all wrong..." Anyone listening probably wouldn't understand what she meant by that but the maned wolf sat down with eyes watching the waves in disappointment. She'd thought that they were the same. What they were the same of she didn't know but she had a feeling and this didn't match it. These waters were not the same ones that she felt with her being and she almost felt like crying now. But it would do her no good. She'd felt this disappointment before, the trickling of defeat seeping into her and she lowered her head a bit to just take a moment for herself.
[glow=#000,1,400]SOME PRINCESSES DON’T BECOME QUEENS — ｡+ﾟ[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]When creatures were born they began to collect memories. Ways to begin learning and taking on that curiosity of the world. They learned who their mothers or their fathers were and committed it to memory. They learned how to scoot their little warm bodies across the ground before struggling on their feet to begin learning how to walk and how to run. Remembering how it felt to move their own bodies and how each muscle felt. Memory was very important to learning and they went hand in hand together. For without memory what made a creature truly exist? Well she seemed to go against such logic and rule and her own memories laid barren and empty. As if a deep crevice had been carved her mentality. The young teen remembered nothing at all, not a birth or a loving embrace of her parents. Not the warmth of possible siblings and not even the months it took for her to grow as she had. It was as if she had just appeared into existence one faithful day and had been ever since. Though she knew that her body aged it was a strange process and she was ever the more confused as she wandered along and all on her own. Who was she exactly? The only thing that had decided to come forth was a simple name, something to call herself by and so she had taken it happily and without so much as a thought of why it was there in the first place.Blaise. She liked the way it sounded and thus she kept it as openly as her wide eyes searched her surroundings now. There was something that she could hear in the distance, something that drew her to this area. These forest meant little to her and it was the lure, the pull of the ocean's waves that sent her heart pounding as she moved ever quicker to her destination. But as she grew closer her form began to slow and her muzzle scrunched up, black fur bristling ever so slightly as white smoke wafted up from her slightly parted jaws. "No, it's different. It sounds all wrong..." Anyone listening probably wouldn't understand what she meant by that but the maned wolf sat down with eyes watching the waves in disappointment. She'd thought that they were the same. What they were the same of she didn't know but she had a feeling and this didn't match it. These waters were not the same ones that she felt with her being and she almost felt like crying now. But it would do her no good. She'd felt this disappointment before, the trickling of defeat seeping into her and she lowered her head a bit to just take a moment for herself.