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Post by MIKKI PICHETTE on Dec 23, 2012 17:40:26 GMT -5
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With the sun shining, the snow blanketed bad rock. The winter air had come, and it didn’t seem to affect Mikki much. She had the day off unless House paged Mikki made her way down to yellow flower park, and as she entered the gates, she could hear children playing on the swing set, people laughing as they rode their bikes through the trails and as she made her way to a small area where there was one bench sitting along the trail, she couldn’t help but notice someone walking through the wooded area about twenty feet away. She ignored the person and sat down on the empty bench, then took out her sketch book to draw. She knew she had to come up with something decent because after spending a good two weeks sleeping on the couch. She leaned over to adjust her strap on her boots, and as she did so, she could hear someone sit down beside her. She awkwardly turned away. After managing to only fill out a few lines in her drawing mikki gave up and decided to find a quieter place to sit. she couldn't concentrate with all the people all around her.
she actually did prefer being alone with her drawings. So Mikki crossed the hiking trail and trekked deeper into the park where the only sounds were birds and a few squirrels chattering in a nearby tree.
There was one family having a picnic Mikki didn't think anything of it and sat down underneath an oak tree The brunette could feel the grass brushing against her legs sunk into the ground, causing the grass to peek over the sides and touch her. After a moment of looking up at the sky, she held her pencil out slightly and began to draw. “Dammit…” she muttered to herself, having messed up on the drawing a few minutes later. Her landscape now looked more cartoony than realistic. She tossed the drawing to her side all crumpled up and began this time to sketch the scene in front of her of a squirrel looking for its nuts. She was never any good at animals but hey she tried. She sat there focused on the squirrel for what seemed like an eternity. The family got up and left due to the conditions worsening. The snow fell around her but mikki didn’t mind. She was well dressed and thought the snow was quite beautiful.
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DANI SVAN
Loner[M:0][A:7]
[color=642832]I live in such a twisted Cinderella story.[/color][A:3][A:3]
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Post by DANI SVAN on Dec 24, 2012 4:35:39 GMT -5
 The snow never bothered Dani, there was once a point where the girl had been huddled under a bridge in New York and trying to cling to a small fire that barely kept away the chilling bite of winter. Those days were long past but Dani would forever think of those days and her life in Sweden when she saw snow. The homesick feeling told the blonde that she needed to ask Alice for a trip to her home country quite soon, a month there speaking her language with the other natives. Dani was never sure how much Alice enjoyed these trips, she didn't hate it but never got the same joy as her childe. The blonde was hardly around at these trips, roaming the streets and visiting the stores that were open at night. When she grew tired or simply wanted to relax the girl would curl up with Alice and simply chatter on about her adventures the night before.
Just the idea made her excited but Alice had to plan the trip and she was busy with work so Dani had held asking off for a little time. Normally Dani slept the day away but for once she decided to take a walk in the snow. The cold never bothered her but the sun did and while she wouldn't burst into flames her skin was rather sensitive in sunlight. Dani dressed herself in a pair of jeans and a red turtleneck, zipping a dark blue jacket over it. To any passerby she would look like someone that didn't do well in the cold, exactly what she wanted to think. Covering her eyes with a pair of dark sunglasses Dani would head to the door, flinching when Alice stopped her.
During the night Dani usually had free reign to walk outside but the older vampiress preferred they stay inside while the sun was out. After a good ten minutes Dani finally had it agreed with Alice that she would be back in two hours, and absolutely no hunting. Fine with the young blonde, hunting at day was much too risky for someone her age anyways. To the park the girl walked, head lowered and shivering though it was more due to the sunlight that beamed down on the snow. In the end the blonde found it to be more comfortable in the woods, shielded from the snow and the sun. Sighing Dani rested herself against the trunk of a large tree and closed her eyes, taking a rest with only the chatting of animals around her.
Thirty minutes pass. Dani's nose twitched and she knew that another had followed the same path as her. Eyes opened and she peered past her tree, shaded in darkness and safe from the eyes of the other. A girl that had the most amazing scent that had ever crossed her nose. Alice had told Dani that shifters had the best blood and the best scent, she pouted as she remembered her promise not to hunt. Too focused on the fact that she would miss this prize Dani didn't focus on where to place her hand, snapping a twig accidentally. The sound echoed. Oops. She froze, if she was lucky the girl would assume her to be another animal but Dani doubted this happening.
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Post by MIKKI PICHETTE on Dec 24, 2012 8:07:22 GMT -5
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Mikki was all alone and she liked it that way. In her childhood she was never aloud to be alone. Always either being babysat by photographers or looked over by make up artists. She chuckled at the thought of a young mikki having a temper tantrum at not being able to go out to the park and throwing expensive make up pans everywhere and yelling "MIKKI WANT PARK MIKKI WANT PARK" she did end up going to the park but again was not allowed to go alone. how lame Mikki thought.
She didnt understand it because she was a shifter and could really just have hidden from any predators. Mikki missed her over protective parents though they had taught her some good lessons other than just how to pose infront of cameras or how to do make up. Useful things that she had learned like patience in waiting for things to happen.
Mikki was taught discipline by many of her nannys. Most got fired for pushing religion on young mikki, to which her parents scoffed at when she had once entered the room declaring she was now "gods servant' to a certain extent was true. She was a shifter and she was probably closer to god than any human could imagine.
Mikki snapped out of the day dream and pulled at her over sized sweater sleeves. wanting to be warmer. She looked around and no one was there. so Mikki Unzipped her bag and placed her sketch book and boots in there she then closed her eyes willing the shift into her arctic fox counterpart, Her limbs shortened and she sprouted little tufts of white fur all over and when the transformation was complete she nuzzled her clothes which had not stayed on during the transformation into her bag she bit the zipper with her teeth and zipped the beg shut.
All of a sudden the Fox heard a small snapping and turned around curiously sniffing the wind to see weather it was an animal or some other human. It was neither. as she sniffed a sickly sweet scent came over her snout she crinkled and wrinkled her nose at the smell . Must be a vampire she thought. She was pensive for a few minutes wondering if any vampire would attack her. But nothing came. she wondered if this vampire meant no harm to shifters but simply caught the shifter off guard on its way home.
Mikki Sniffed and let out a small yelp as she pawed her way back through the forest at the edge she could almost make out the figure of a small girl. she barked at the trees beckoning the vampire to come out
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