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Absinthe 1


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06-27-2015, 10:20 PM
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A cloud or two scuttled silently across the sky, wispy little lambs skipping across the blue. A rabbit screamed, and another joined it. A fight, perhaps? It wasn't long before another figure would make its appearance. This one she vaguely recognized from a meeting and the regular encounters of pack life. He and his brother were closer to Bacc's age than her own, but she thought they might be fun to meet. He approached with a friendly demeanour, smiling gaily. As most wolves didn't appreciate being glowered at, she noted distantly that she should probably change her expression. The corner of her mouth turned upward in a half assed attempt at a similar greeting. He was bigger than her, that much was obvious. Was everyone on this planet bigger than her? "You bet 'cha." She replied, that soft southern drawl of hers getting more obvious by the hour. The brawling bunnies settled. Mismatched optics blinked languidly as she wondered what to say. Well, a name would probably be a good start. "I'm Absinthe, but most people just call me Abby for short." She announced, her smile broadening just that little bit.

The male had very brilliant eyes, the colour of the sky. Miss Epiphron had eyes like that, but not quite so pale. They were the colour of the sky. They suited him very well, she thought. She had weird eyes, they were two different colours, like her mama's. Except, mama'd had blue instead of red. Thoughts of her old family trickled away as she noticed how awkward she must be acting. Lavender plume thumped against the stone once, before she smiled lightly at the male. "You wanna come sit up here? The view's great!" She yipped gleefully now, patting the spot beside her with one violet and ivory paw. There was plenty of room, as long as she scooched over. Her gawky frame wiggled further to the side, making enough room for the other lupine to be seated comfortably. The fighting rabbits started anew with their scuffling, and she frowned in the general direction of the ruckus. What was so important? They were just rabbits, after all.

"talk"