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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 6, 2007 20:33:15 GMT -5
**Whistler sits by the lake, staring into it's waters. She often comes there after tending to the plants in corner of Gray's Garden that she devotes herself to. Mostly it's because she doesn't want anyone to know she has a soft spot for plants.It's also because she feels drawn to the magical qualities the lake holds.She lazily places a claw on the still mirror-like water, watching the ripples spread to a pair of paws standing by the lake.She quickly looks up, surprised that she hadn't seen the squirrel standing there earlier.She is even more surprised when she sees who it is.**Whisper!How did you get there so quietly? I was just walking, and I was sort of drawn here.You know how it is.The lake is mesmerizing on clear days like this.I'm not sure how I could walk here so quietly and smoothly.**Whisper unknowingly pulls her left foot up under her skirt, as it is shorter than her other as she is shy about everything because of it.**I wish others were here.The lake seems lonely when it's just us.
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Post by Elarinya on May 13, 2007 22:33:45 GMT -5
*A young pretty mouse watched the two friends talk. She looked away. She knew she could never have a friendship like that. She was way to shy. Xylia sighed. She looked at the mystical lake. It was beautiful. Her dark blue eyes stared, mystified at the sparkling lake.*
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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 16, 2007 19:15:22 GMT -5
**Whisper stares at the sun, reflected perfectly on the smooth surface.She notices Xylia and wonders why she looks so sad.She is shy herself with others she does not know, but she feels sad for the pretty mouse who appears to have no friends, and walks over to her, a little wobbly on her feet.**Hello.I'm Whisper.What's your name?**She sits down next to the mouse and smiles.**
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Post by Elarinya on May 16, 2007 19:21:01 GMT -5
*Xylia looks down at her feet in a shy way.* My name is Xylia. *She says in a quiet voice. Though quiet, her voice is very musical. She did like to sing, but she was shy about singing in front of others. She glances up and then quickly returns her gaze to the forest floor, her long dark lashes covering her beautiful dark blue eyes.*
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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 16, 2007 19:35:32 GMT -5
Xylia...**Whisper says the word like it's magical, staring out at the blue lake.**It's beautiful.Like a song.Not very many names are like that.You're lucky.**Whisper turns her head back to Xylia, her eyes sparkling.**You can make quite a few shorter names out of it as well!That's surprising for a name so short.I can't think of anything from me or Whistler's names and I've had my whole life to think of one.**She glances over at Whistler and sees her glaring into the waters. How like her, to glare at the clearest thing for no reason.Whisper rolls her eyes and looks back at the lake.**
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Post by Elarinya on May 16, 2007 20:52:52 GMT -5
*Xylia looks up once again, but this time didn't look back down again. Instead she looked at Whisper with a questioning glance.* Thank you. *She says quietly.* Thank you also for being so kind to me. You had no reason to do so. *Xylia looked over at Whistler and giggled. Why was this fox glaring at the water like it was her worst enemy?*
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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 17, 2007 17:45:00 GMT -5
Your welcome.**Whistler looks up, almost surprised.**Why shouldn't I be kind to others when no one else will?If there is a reason, I'll find it, if there isn't, I'll know why, if they're insane, I won't mind.Why should I?Every living thing has a right to live and thrive, so why can't you help them make it a happy life while you still can?What is the point of living your life in sorrow and hate when you can live it in joy and wisdom?Why do others swarm to do evil's bidding instead of letting their hearts roam free?Why doesn't everyone get to have a friend when they are in need of one and be there when someone else needs the same favor done for them? **Whistler stares moodily into the waters.Whisper's words usually came true.She didn't understand how it happened, but Whisper didn't seem to notice and the fox had never brought the subject up for fear of making the squirrel mad.she didn't understand it and never would, she supposed.Now she had seen something in the water.Everyone thought the lake was magical, but this?The lake as making her insane.So she found herself glaring at a lake!Of all things, a lake!She was definitely going insane.**
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Post by Elarinya on May 17, 2007 22:08:49 GMT -5
*Xylia looked back at Whisper, gently. Her dark eyes seemed to dance in the sunlight. She knew she wouldn't get over her shyness overnight, but at least she had a friend in whom she could trust. At least someone in this world gave her a chance. She never found it easy trusting anyone, but this squirrel had not given her a reason to mistrust her.* How did you come by this place? It's so very nice. Aren't you the Leader of this place?
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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 18, 2007 15:32:57 GMT -5
**Whisper seems shy, shyer than she ever was, when her high authority is mentioned.**Well, yes.I share the burden with Whistler, but she is a fox, after all.She's not always around and sometimes she too mysterious to be of any use.I don't like to talk about my importance, though.I will tell you how I came to be leader, though.**Whisper stares into the water, remembering her past, seeing it all over again in the still waters.** I was born west of here, my mom died at birth and my father had to take care of me.He never cared for me quite as much as he should because my shorter lag made it harder for us to travel.I came here with my father when I was only a few years old.i learned as much as i could, being shy, and loved reading, especially fantasy, and I still do.When my father left I decided to stay because all my friends were here.The old leader died not long after and I was chosen to be leader because of all the things I worked on so much too improve.Whistler is my best friend and was chosen to work with me because of my shyness sometimes.i guess being leader isn't so bad.It's just hard to know that when there's a problem you have to deal with it and everyone knows you have to.
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Post by Elarinya on May 18, 2007 19:01:59 GMT -5
*Xylia listened intently to Whisper, her saphire eyes wide with attention. It was interesting hearing about others, especially when she didn't have to do a lot of talking. It was hard for her to talk to others about herself. She looked down, her long dark lashes again covering her eyes. She turned her attention back to the lake. She hoped with all her heart that Whisper wouldn't ask about her past. That was one thing that she kept to herself.*
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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 18, 2007 19:16:55 GMT -5
**Whisper notices her companion's gaze travel and assumes she doesn't want to tell her story.Whisper understands why she feel like that, as she felt that way before.Whistler had helped her to loosen up and get more open.she didn't have to do that when Whistler was around, but with almost everyone else she was shy.It was surprising that she had talked so openly to Xylia, but she had recognized a kindred spirit and had chosen to help.That was her way, and others had their way.** **Surprisingly enough, Whistler was thinking about her and her friend's ways as well.Whistler was a good friend, if you managed to get past her hard outside, which hardly ever happened.Whisper was one of the only few who had managed.Whistler tried hard to keep her appearance hard and mysterious.She pretended she had little patience so much that it had become true.she had her way, others had theirs.**
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Post by Elarinya on May 21, 2007 22:08:48 GMT -5
*Xylia was glad that Whisper understood her. This would be a very short conversation if she was to shy to say anything, so she tried to speak up once again.* I guess you're shy about your possition as Leader. I would be too. But there is nothing to be ashamed of. It is important to have leaders that understand the beasts around them. *She added with a whisper.* It's good to have leaders like you.
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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 22, 2007 15:22:30 GMT -5
I'm glad you say that.Sometimes I think I am a horrible leader.Whistler helps me a lot.she trusts me with her most embarrassing secret.It's not something to be embarresesed of, but she is. She says it's a weakness, but I think they'd like her better if they knew it.**Whisper turns suddenly, alarmed, and whispers.**Don't tell her that I told you she has a weakness.She'll get ever so mad.even madder than when i killed...**Whisper stops abruptly, signalling that she went too far.**
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Post by Elarinya on May 23, 2007 21:47:04 GMT -5
*Xylia smiled.* It's ok, I promise I won't tell her. *Xylia, though, was puzzled. What on earth did Whisper mean when she killed something? Oh well, it was probably nothing important. Whisper wouldn't kill anyone, so it must be pretty insignificant. Xylia shrugged to herself.*
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Post by Whistler Mysria&Whisper Redali on May 23, 2007 21:53:27 GMT -5
**Whistler saw her puzzled look and decides it is safe to tell her.She leans in and whispers.**I might as well tell you, but don't laugh.Whistler loves flowers and has her own special part of Grey's Garden where she tends to all the plants.She even has some flowers at home and once I accidentally killed them and she got ever so mad.Don't tell her i told you.She once told someone that it was her secretest secret and she thought they laughed because it was a weakness but really they laughed because it was a silly secret.They never talked to her again.
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