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Sins of the Mother..

Rosie's family history is, to put it nicely, a little complex. While her father Cirrus protected his children as much as he could from their mother, he could not protect them from what she had done. The filly can't understand how her parents are together and how they could claim to love each other. Her mother said she loved and cared for her foals, but could by a dark, uncontrollable impulse, plunge them into the depths of the nearest body of water until breath left their bodies. She had done that to their father and others long ago. It was a well told story that the whole town knew. They had all been baffled when these two phony, whose story together started out tragic and violent, had started a family.

..Visited upon the Daughter

It was difficult when you looked more like the drowner then the drownee. Rosary quickly noticed how other foals glanced her way, whispering among each other, or would quickly give her a wide berth. They looked at her in fear, if they looked at her at all. She could try to explain how she wasn't anything like her mother, but would they even believe her? Would they even listen? Even some adults took some sort of fun out of asking how many of her siblings were still alive or if she expected to make it to adulthood. Rosary quietly envies her brothers and sister who look more like Cirrus, as they seem to receive less grief for their parentage. She considers her stuffed bunny Azarov her only friend.


Azarov

"He said his name was Azarov and he was sad and lonely and lost."

There is no telling how long the stuffed bunny had sat in the thrift store. Even for a used toy, he wasn't very attractive. Ragged, one errant hug away from falling completely apart. Most of his stuffing lost it's puff and he sat limply on the shelf, barely able to support himself. He was dirty looking, even after washing. His original color had faded so much he'd turned a dusty light brown. One arm was clearly not his, someone had attached a dark grey prosthetic on his right side. His fur, if you could call it that, was thin and matted down, but still somehow retained some of it's softness. Only his eyes defied his decaying state. The solid, icey blue orbs had retained their color and shine.

Discovered on the ground of Phonyland Theme Park one night after closing, the toy found itself sitting in a Lost Items box in the main security office. In the florescent lit room, time stood still. His only company forgotten hats, gloves, and other small toys. One day, the box was taken away. For the first time in a long time, he saw sun and felt air. The box was put into a cart, and the toy traveled from the loud, buzzing noise of the park to the quieter babbling of the small city nearby. His journey came to a stop, and he was place upon a shelf with other toys like himself.

This time he watched days pass with the up and down of the sun and the moon. Up and down, up and down, the celestial orbs chased each other slowly across the sky. Other toys came and went and he always stayed. The bunny had resigned himself to rotting where he sat.

But one day, a small creature of green with tiny wings looked up at him. Eyes wide with curiosity, then soft with something the bunny had not seen in a long, long time.

Love.

She held him in her hooves gingerly, a small smile on her face. "What's your name?" she asked softly. He told her. The filly cradled him to herself, and gently nuzzled her cheek into his.

"Hello Azarov."

Rosary currently lives at home with her father, three brothers and sister. She and her siblings are being home schooled. Their mother is kept out back behind a fenced in lake. Rosie doesn't interact with her much.

Elements Learned

Until Proven Guilty
[Loyalty w/ Witch Hazel ]
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[Laughter w/ ]
Skeletons In The Closet
[Honesty w/ Cirrus, Witch Hazel, Lightbringer, Cadejo, Silver Lining & La Llorona]
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[Generosity w/ ]
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[Kindness w/ ]
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[Purpose]

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