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((OOC: Important note about Whisper's age Here. Still in progress App can be found Here if you want some charcater info before tagging.))
1 Whisper is looking a little lost at the party, but she knows food when she sees it, or smells it. chocolate is no good for her but there are lots of other treats to try! Too bad she looks like she's already eaten too many containing animal tonic. She hasn't touched any yet, honest!
2 Snow was something Whisper was slightly more familiar with, but only the icky grey slush of cities a beautiful setting like the inside of the snow globe gives her pause, and the magic that took her there even more so, she still can't believe how any of this could be re- THUMPTH
Whisper looked around trying to find who threw the snowball that just smacked her one on the back of he head. Then she spots you, snowball in hand. The fox crouches down and scoops up a handful of snow herself. It's on now! No one beats her in a fight!
3 When Whisper comes across the stage she has no interest in picking up an instrument she knows nothing of how to play...still there's no one around just yet and surely it wouldn't hurt to pick one up and hear what it sounds like. She's tempted to pluck the strings of the harp, but didn't want to know what kind of trouble she would be in if one of the strings broke. Instead she wandered over to the piano feeling the smooth keys under her fingers before pressing one down. Her fur fluffing up as the note rang though the air the same as heat ran though her.
4 All in all the situation Whisper was in now was… incredible. She had never had such a comfortable life. The air was clean and not stale from being inside a building for too long or filled with the grime of a modern city. But it was so strange too magic and witches and sex fuelled magic. It was hard to believe but she couldn’t have imagined it. She stepped out back for some air, walking though the light covered trees and settling on the comfy blanket to look up at the night sky.
She didn't deserve any of it. But she was going to enjoy it for as long as she could.
1 Whisper is looking a little lost at the party, but she knows food when she sees it, or smells it. chocolate is no good for her but there are lots of other treats to try! Too bad she looks like she's already eaten too many containing animal tonic. She hasn't touched any yet, honest!
2 Snow was something Whisper was slightly more familiar with, but only the icky grey slush of cities a beautiful setting like the inside of the snow globe gives her pause, and the magic that took her there even more so, she still can't believe how any of this could be re- THUMPTH
Whisper looked around trying to find who threw the snowball that just smacked her one on the back of he head. Then she spots you, snowball in hand. The fox crouches down and scoops up a handful of snow herself. It's on now! No one beats her in a fight!
3 When Whisper comes across the stage she has no interest in picking up an instrument she knows nothing of how to play...still there's no one around just yet and surely it wouldn't hurt to pick one up and hear what it sounds like. She's tempted to pluck the strings of the harp, but didn't want to know what kind of trouble she would be in if one of the strings broke. Instead she wandered over to the piano feeling the smooth keys under her fingers before pressing one down. Her fur fluffing up as the note rang though the air the same as heat ran though her.
4 All in all the situation Whisper was in now was… incredible. She had never had such a comfortable life. The air was clean and not stale from being inside a building for too long or filled with the grime of a modern city. But it was so strange too magic and witches and sex fuelled magic. It was hard to believe but she couldn’t have imagined it. She stepped out back for some air, walking though the light covered trees and settling on the comfy blanket to look up at the night sky.
She didn't deserve any of it. But she was going to enjoy it for as long as she could.
