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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 9:25 pm
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[playing her as teen]
Young Kishi trotted happily through the large entrance to the Tree, on her way towards the main island when a vaguely familiar sound caught her attention. There was only one person on this island, or any, that she knew of that know how to make that particular sound.
She quietly climbed over Laisidhiel's large roots, trying to stay as quiet as she could. When she got a glimpse of the small dance rocks, she grinned, and had to cover her mouth the stifle the giggle. She'd not seen a site like this since she was a kid.
Oh so slow and quiet, she crept up towards her old friend, biting her lip to keep the giggles from coming out.
When she was within range behind him, she reached her little pink hands out, wrapping them around Pan's head to cover his eyes.
"Guess who!?" she squeaked.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 8:41 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 3:42 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 11:11 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 1:22 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 11:21 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 10:31 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 11:29 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 1:48 pm
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Kishi smiled and nodded her head as Pan explained 'grooving'. "Well, that sounds like a lot of fun. Sounds like I've been grooving too then." She grinned at him, but the smile quickly faded as he mentioned turning into a tree wasn't working out.
"Yeah." she chuckled and reached up to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. "Would appear so. My teacher taught me that we only get one special ability anyway. Your gift is your music, mine is ... this." She'd merely been teasing him when she mentioned not being able to make the rocks dance; reminiscing of the fun they had before knowing how the world worked.
She swung her knees around and put her hooves together in front of her, facing Pan, and slowly, her hooves sprouted thick roots that extended, and her fur hardened into pink-striped bark. It only took a couple moments before her lower half looked like a grafitti'd tree trunk. "See, I am getting better. I can do more than turn into twigs."
She still didn't know what the point of turning in to a tree really was. Maybe one day, she'd be one of the trees on the island. The thought was a little scary, but she pretended like it didn't bother her.
"So did you learn new tricks, too?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 9:02 am
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