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 Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 9:53 am
Not that she didn't get carried away from time to time - getting caught in rapt conversation with a pretty little plant, or young sapling.
Paisly was a friendly little thing. Her siblings called her the lil hippie, because of her free, nature-loving ways. She got it from her momma, her father'd say, and perhaps it was true, though her mother was no where near as social as she was.
Paisly had never met anyone she didn't like! She didn't know why her mum was so timid around others! But even so, most of the dear bob-tail's briends were plants, and had no other choice but to be friendly.
Paisly liked it like that - having someone to chat with that didn't complain, or interrupt her stories. Something that sat there, and just listened. Though it did get boreing, and when it did, she was off again, exploring.
That would be when she'd remind herself "You're so little! You need to keep going! It'll take you forever at this pace!"
Sadly though, the lil voice in her head often lost the battle, and the cycle would continue again.
Sort of like it was now. Paisly came accross a little river. deciding she needed a drink, she padded on over, and leant down for said drink, when a 'riiiibbit!' reached her ears. She looked up to see a frog on a large rock.
"Well! Hello there, little frog!" She chirped in a friendly voice.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 10:18 am
Which in turn, had tossed him into a nice travel around the mountain with practically nothing to do. He had no will to babysit the neices and nephews from his dearest baby sister (and was still in shock that she, of all beings, had decided to be a mother. She didn't seem to recognize herself as such, though) but nothing else to do in any other shape. Lawrence was definately far from being 'Mr. Popularity', leaving him knowing few to actually talk to.
Fewer when his intolerance for those he deemed 'overly stupid' (Defined as having the IQ and sense of a brick) kicked in and prevented him from entertainment from such individuals.
However, he'd found there were few of those around as-was.
The golden butterfly kitsusagi was trotting alongside the opposite bank of the river, humming as merry of a tune as he could muster into his mind (as he knew few of them) as he made his way along. He paused as a butterfly fluttered past him, smiling a bit as he watched it and fluttering his own wings in return, before the sound of a voice suddenly caught his attention, causing him to turn and watch a small little kitsusagi chatting up....
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a frog.
He couldn't help but blink as he watched her, before chuckling a bit and settling himself down in the grass to watch for a bit, his wings folding up nicely against his back.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 10:30 am
Paisly moved to sit in front of the rock which the frog sat upon, lavender eyes blinking with innocence and curiosity as she cocked her head to the side.
"What's it like being a frog?" She questioned, not expecting as responce, because she never got one from anything anyway. "I bet eating flies and bugs is nasty!" She wrinkled her nose.
The frog meerly gave another 'riiiibit!' Before hopping off the rock, and onto the ground, near the river.
"Awww, you're leaving so soon?" She said, stepping back. "I bet you've got a family to get back to, don't you, lil guy?" Paisly lowered her top half to the ground, to put her face level beside the frog, who then hopped away with a spash.
"Teee-hee! Have fun!" She said, straightening up again, and flicking her tails, unaware of the large butterfly kitsu that lurked near by as she stared accross the river.
"Time to get going again, I guess!"
She started off back towards the forest, she she stopped, blinking a bit as a bright color cought her eye.
"Huh?" She tilted her head, then slowly walked closer, not wanting to possibly scare off whatever it was.
"I swear i saw something,..."
The grass was tall, almost over the little bob's head in some places, but still she was sure she had seen something.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 10:39 am
While he couldn't exactly hear what it was the bobtail was saying, he couldn't help but want to comment on just how -adorable- the tone of her voice was. This stranger -almost- sounded like his baby-sister in terms of how she sounded.
Almost.
Lawrence watched amusedly as she lowered herself to the level of the frog, smiling to himself a bit as his tails flicked back and forth, crossing one of his paws over the other, making his posture a bit more sophisticated then he himself actually was. But it made for good appearences, even if he -wasn't- being noticed right then.
He shifted to move as soon as the smaller kitsusagi started trotting off on her own way, but paused as soon as it seemed she'd realized he was there, sitting himself back in the grass to wait and see what she'd decide to do, resting his head upon his paws to the time being. It wasn't as thought Lawrence actually needed to -BE- somewhere and this at least gave him something to do.
After a moment, he sort of smirked to himself and let out a whistle, not a loud one, but enough to say 'Hi, I'm right over here'.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 10:47 am
Her ears perked higher on her little head at the sharp sound of a whistle, and she toon a few steps in that direction, highstepping as best she could through the tall grass, pouting a bit as she realized how loud the grass made her.
Her pouting didn't last log as the orangy gold color she had glimpsed caught her eye again through the small curtain of grass that remained between them. Whatever it was, it was big.
She took a deep breath, then lept through the remaining curtain of grass, only for her eyes to go wide and her mouth to open and close like a fish.
"You're a Butterfly!" She finally managed to say, eyes sparkeling with facination as she looked over the butterfly-winged ktisu. She had never seen anything like it! Needless to say, little Paisly was in shock and awe.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 10:56 am
It was a reaction he'd never really received before, looking down at Paisley to get a better look at her now that she was closer. He pawed a bit at his chest and head while she gawked, pondering if he had the mark of death on his being or something until her outburst caused him to drop his leg.
"Oh." he said, sounding as though he'd been expecting something else, before unfolding one of the two wings he'd flattened against himself, almost 'showing off' it's patterning, but moreso using it to shade himself from the sun. He couldn't help but he grateful he couldn't feel his wings like he felt his body at that point in time, as he often was. "You say that as though you were expecting me to be something else. " Lawrence finally replied, reaching out with a paw to place it gingerly on the bobtail's head.
With a sort of smirk, he lowered his head so he could see Paisley's face from around his paw. "And you're a bobtail. I don't see many of your kind about here myself." he commented, before removing his paw and draping it across the one opposite. "Definately the loveliest one I've seen yet." he added. What could he say, it was in his nature to add such thoughts to conversation.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:06 am
"I-i've just never seen a kitsu with butterfly wings before, is all," she said, getting a good look at the wings that reminded her of autumn leaves, as the paw of the much larger kitsu rested on her head, causing her ear to flick, and a smill giggle to emit from the tiny bob.
"I don't suppose there are many of us about,..though I know there can't be many of your kind, or I'd have seen one before!" She said, voice filled with childish excitement, as the paw removed itself from her head.,
"Well, I-what?" She blinked a couple of times. She gave another giggle. "Well, you're a very lovely butterfly-kitsu! Like the pretty autumn leaves! All gold, and orangy,.. Yep! Autumn neaves with the glow of a pretty sunset!" She gave a nod, and a bright smile that made her lavender eyes sparkle.
She was always one to speak her mind.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:18 am
Lawrence had to consider how odd it might have been to meet a Kitsusagi with the wings of a butterfly, seeing as he himself had met several. However, he knew that they were vastly outnumbered when it came to the other kitsusagi who -didn't- have the wings of a butterfly.
Hmm, maybe he was some sort of genetic anomaly. A nice-looking one, though.
"I know there are at least five of us, so maybe you'll see another in the future." he added, smiling and fluttering both of his wings a bit. It made a nice fanning effect, he discovered, so he did it a few more times, before folding one wing back up and leaving the other as it was.
As Paisley went on, he couldn't help but beam a bit to himself in pride at the -lovely- strain of compliments he received, having an ego like a sponge. Which was good, seeing as, had he been a pessimist, he might have been able to twist her compliments into an insult.
But he didn't.
"Why -thank- you!" he grinned, ears flicking a bit, before he sat up a bit to offer her a place by his side, namely in his nice little patch of shade. "I'm Lawrence... care to sit with me?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:25 am
"Your welcome! I'm Paisly!" She hopped over to take the offered place. "Thank you, Lawrence!' she said, testing out the name to see how it rolled off her tongue, and to hopefully memorize it.
"Are the other butterfly-kitsu as pretty as you?" She asked, once again tilting her head to the side. She was quite curious about these rare kitsu. Though, in truth there was alot she hadn't seen, kitsusagi-wise. She'd never lain eyes on an angelic, or nitemare, though she had come accross a fishy-kitsu before. But she had never even heard of these butterfly kitsu before, and now to be in the precence of one made her all giddy inside.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:34 am
"Paisley." he parroted, mulling the name over and over, "Paisley, Paisley, Paisley." Lawrence stopped and grinned a bit. "That's a beautiful name." he finally said, nodding a bit at himself as if telling himself 'yeah, that's not lying, you can say that'.
The golden male looked down at her now that he could see the size difference, noting to himself how much taller he was than her. Heck, had it not been for the tale-tell tails (....), he would've guessed that she was a large adolescent or something of that sort, rather than a small adult. But it was something to think about another time.
"The others?" he repeated, taking a moment to think about it. "Well, my little sister is rather lovely in her own way, as is her mate..... as for the others.. Mmm. Perhaps we're all lovely in our own way, yes?" he answered, trying to -not- sound like an ego maniac when he added, "But I think I still hold the crown with looks in our kind."
Not -all- the butterflies could have been as shiny and lovely as himself, afterall.
"What about yourself? Others of your sort in your family?" he inquired.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:45 am
"Thank you," Paisley said, puffing up proudly, before laughing a little, tiny paw lifted to her small snout. "Yeah, you sure look like a butterfly king!" paisly gave a playful bow. she acted mor elike a playful kit, than the young adult that she was, but supposed that was one of her more endearing traits.
"My daddy is a bobtail, and I have a sister who is a bobtail, too. My momma, brother, and other sister are all big kitsu." She explained with a nod. At least,.that was all imediate family. She hadn't been to see them in a while.
Oh how she remembered the little trips they would all take when she and her siblings were little kits - momma and daddy watching over them as they played in some remote part of the forest, and all the other thngs they did as a family. Wonderful memories!
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:57 am
"A butterfly king?" Lawrence took a moment to imagine himself literally -wearing- a crown as well as a cape and a scepter, before chuckling to himself abit. "I'd imagine that'd be a fun title to hold, having all the little butterflies as my servants." he said out-loud, waving one paw about in an authoritative manner, as if he was still imagining having authority over all the little butterflies.
He turned his attention down to her as she answered his inquiry, wondering to himself what it would have been like if he and Kaliima had gotten another sibling to their names. Not to say he actually -wanted- one. He was happy as he was.
"Hm... I like that you called them 'Big Kitsu' instead of 'Normal'. I always hear the others calling them 'normal', 'normal', 'normal'. Really...." he shook his head a bit, almost as if he didn't even like that he'd -said- the word.
Then again, he probably didn't.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 12:44 pm
"yeah, I never understood why they were caled 'normal'. The Angelics and Nitemares are normal, when you think of normal as 'naturally occuring'. Thier just bigger than I am. Daddy used to be a bigger kitsusagi untill the curse-thingy,.. he didn't tell me much about that though,.." She said, playing with the dirt at her paws.
What was 'normal' anyway?
"In the end we're all Kitsu, no matter weather we a big, small, have feathers, fins, or even butterfly wings!" She concluded, looking up with a bright smile.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 3:19 pm
Lawrence shook his head quickly. "No. Their not normal. Naturally occuring or not. By what 'normal' is defined, there is no 'normal' that all of -anything- can conform too." he rebutted, though it was moreso in the point of the word 'normal' being something one shouldn't use instead of her explanation of why being wrong.
"There is no such thing as normal."
Again he placed a paw on the bobtail's head, ruffling her bangs with a baw, before chuckling a bit. "Would you feel insulted if you were called 'normal'?" he asked, giving her a minute to answer, before he gave his own answer to the question. "I would be. I've spent my whole life changing and trying too hard to be something unique and different to allow someone else to call me 'normal'. Or even anything that can be summed up in one word."
He smiled brightly following this and fluttered his wings to make the 'fanning' effect again. "Don't you think so?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 3:46 pm
Paisley giggled. "Nothing normal about me! At least I don't think so,..." She looked to the side, as if thinking, before piping back up again, with a bright smile, and a bit of a jump. "We're all very unique, and special! As long as that is true, there can be no normal!"
She listened to his alswer to his own question, tails flicking about happily, before the fanning of his wings made her furr move about, which was then followed by the flicking of an ear as said hair tickled it.
"Yep! It's good to be different! If we weren't all different, life would be very boring, and ordinary!"
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