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 Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 5:07 pm
"Mozher, what are we getting?" the little girl questioned in her soft voice, holding tightly to her mother's hand as she hurried along beside the male through the large department store. Her tail swayed gently behind her and, for once, the little damsel wasn't in any kind of distress. Rather, she seemed interested in all of the things that were surrounding her.
"Clozhing for jou, my dear. I'm afraid zhat my daughter's young dressings will only fit jou for so long before you need clozhes for jourself," Trois replied easily, leading the girl up the stairs to where the junior miss clothing was, smiling at the fact that they had the sort of intricate clothing that Chai loved. Not a large selection, but at least a few different things. That was sure to assuage the greed child for at least a little bit, right?
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 10:38 am
By the door, a large and fluffy greed spawn tail was flicking back and forth, poking out of a rack. Emmy had decided it would be great fun to climb in and hide, to see if Mommy could spot her. She'd never been to a fancy dress store before, and while she was supposed to be on good behavior and picking out something pretty to wear to Mommy's wedding, the tot was more interested in getting to play and snuggle into all of the fabrics.
The tall purple woman was presently ignoring her daughter's attempt at 'hiding' between the clothes from her, and merely looking for something that would be a suitable dress. Esmeraude wasn't causing any damage at present, she was just being silly, and for now that could be tolerated. She did however notice that the little one's tail was very likely to start hitting people in the face - which could either hurt or tickle, depending on how excitedly she moved it.
"Esmeraude, your tail's showing."
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 6:44 pm
Chailai noticed the tail long before her mother did. She perked up curiously, her own similar tail perking up slightly as a strange instinct that she couldn't understand attracted her. A small, speckled hand slipped out of her mother's grip and Trois paused, as would be predictable. After all, it was extremely rare that Chai's attention was ever torn away from her mother for even a moment, that surely it was something worthy of special attention. The young girl stepped over, her polished black shoes click-clacking on the linoleum floor. When she reached the tail, sticking out from a rack of formal dresses, she stretched out a hand, batting softly at the puff of fur that graced the end of it.
"Chailai!" Trois snapped, surprised at the brash actions of his young spawn. A striped hand outstretched to take hold of one of the smaller ones, tugging her hands away from the mysterious tail. "Jou know better zhan to be so rude, le chaton!"
A blush immediately came to the brown speckled features of the young girl, and she glanced away from her serpentine mother awkwardly, biting gently at her lip. "Oui, Mama..." she murmured softly, Trois placing a hand atop her head before saying that he was going to start looking through the nearby dresses. The kitten girl nodded a bit, returning her attention to the tail before giving the entire rack a curtsy. "'Allo, tail. Are jou attach-ed to a person, maybe?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 12:17 pm
The tail in question pulled in about then and quickly a head popped out to replace it. This head belonged to a silver furred child with green girls, who blinked at the person who had pet her tail before grinning brightly.
"Ah-lo! I'ma person." Emmy said, pointing at her own front before wiggling her ears some. "I'm Emmy, who're you?"
Ebony sighed softly and walked over to stand by the rack, carefully nudging her daughter to stop hiding in it. "If you're going to greet people, dear, do so properly."
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:13 am
Chailai squeaked in surprise -as though she wasn't expecting it- when the girl turned around and poked her head out, stumbling backward, only to fall against her Mama's tail, the only thing that had kept her falling onto the hard linoleum floor. She blinked a few times, staring at the girl, who looked surprisingly similar to her own self. One of her folded ears twitched softly and she tipped her head to the side, tail swishing gently. "My name is Chailai Daciana Lawrence," she replied quietly, nervously tapping at the ground with the tip of her shoe.
"Why are jou 'iding in clozhings?" she asked in a perplexed manner, honestly wondering why the girl would want to do such a thing. Wouldn't it get dark in there? And scary, too, of course! What with the sounds of people walking all around and shuffling in the clothes that you were hiding in! Unconsciously, Chailai took a careful step back, as though she would be pulled into the clothing rack by something... scary, surely.
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