ORIGIN

WOW! This place was windy! Farrah wondered if lots of birds like Eve lived here. Maybe it would be really fun for them to fly in the winds, or maybe it would be really difficult! Farrah would be sure to ask! The small dog made her way around the gorges. Her stocky build made it a little harder to be swept up by any wind, not that they were particularly strong at the moment. This area smelled like lots of gembounds! Maybe one of them would... love her? Letting out a soft woof of excitement, Farrah continued into Monoceros.

@fleur

Bored. Bored. Bored. She was so incredibly bored it made her teeth ache, having finally given up on her sulking and trying to fall back into the rhythm of her old training routines. Pebbles bit into her paws as she balanced on stumpy back legs, pushing her body to remain in the unnatural position long enough to dive forward into a roll, the weight of her tale landing on an invisible enemy, sharp claws punching into the space, rolling past. Panting, Fleur shook off, dust forming a cloud around her. Sneeze echoing off the walls, it took the guard a moment to realize that something - or someone - was entering Monoceros.

Blood-red eyes narrowed, and the skunk stalked into the shadows, traveling along them until she was only feet from the... dog? Blinking in confusion, she peered at the anomaly, finally shrugging and stepping towards them, tail raised high, Florence's gemstone tiara heavy on her brow. "Halt. Who. Are. You?" Pink, cold teeth glittered in the wind-whipped air, grinding together with every word - but Fleur looked more curious than aggressive, unlike the rest of her strange "family."

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@Farrah

Someone approached! Farrah's tail began to wag. The creature had a pretty thing on its head! Could Farrah get one? The creature asked who she was! Ooh! She knew this one! This was when she gave her name and that she was a dog! She thought she should mirror the speech patterns of the small creature, "I. Am. Farrah. I. amadog!" she spit out, doing a bouncy spin to show off her dogness. After stopping, the girl looked at the other, her pink tongue lolling out of her maw, "Who. Are. You. And... where dija get that pretty thing on your head I mean like wow it's so pretty do you know where I could get one? I don't think it would look as good on me as it does you because you're really pretty too and stuff, but I'd really like to get one anyway if I can please?" Farrah babbled, stopping suddenly with her tongue hanging out of her maw again as she panted slightly.

@fleur

Fleur blinked. And then tilted her head to one side. And blinked some more. She'd never really met anyone who classified as "energetic," "hyper," or "nice." It was... strange. Her tail slowly dropped, sweeping to the floor, and the skunk attempted to smile, a heavy blush coloring her pointed face. "Ah... I. Am. Fleur," she mumbled, whiskers twitching, rounded ears flicking to and fro. "Pretty..?" She knew the word, but her brow still furrowed - because Magdalena was pretty, and Nemesis was pretty, and Diamondfang was, obviously, pretty. But Fleur? She was... not.

Right?

The mention of the crown, at least, switched her to an emotion she could fall back on: righteous anger. "It is. My. Brother's. Gem," Fleur explained, tone heavy and resigned, but gentle - she didn't like making other people sad, or uncomfortable, not like her mentor. She didn't even much like fighting or thieving, which Fang probably hadn't counted on. "His. Name. Was. Florence."

The skunk offered Farrah a tiny smile, ruby eyes glittering with curiosity and confusion. "You... think. I'm. Pretty?"

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@Farrah

FLEUR WAS A GREAT NAME! Farrah smiled at the response. The skunk (though Farrah didn't know what that was) asked about the word pretty and Farrah answered, "It means I like the way you look! You have pretty furs and a pointy lil sniffer that's cute. You have short stompers like mine but tinier! Small, round ears that contrast your face and- and a fluffy tail!" Farrah realized what those characteristics belonged to. She gasped, "Are you... A CAT?!" she asked. She had never met a cat before!

The cat-skunk mentioned that the crown was her brother's. Farrah didn't know what a brother was, or why he was a hat. She didn't think to ask though, because her immediate question was answered. She nodded and added, "I think your brother is pretty too," she said decidedly, "Maybe he will come out of his gem one day and I will get to meet him and I will already know his name- Florence! Was Florence a cat too?" She asked innocently with a tilt of her head.

The skunk asked again if Farrah thought she was pretty and Farrah nodded several times quickly, "Very pretty! Like I said, you have all those features that are pretty, so you, all together, are also pretty!"

@fleur

The blush had traveled from her cheeks down to her chest, streaking her neck, covered only by wispy white fur. Staring at Farrah, dumbfounded and maybe a bit starry-eyed, it took Fleur a moment to respond; when she did it was in a stuttering, happy mumble. "U-uh. I'm. A skunk?" She thought so, anyway. Words like that just came to her - the same with dog, fox, rhino, and mongoose. "You... think. My. Nose. Is. Cute..?" The thief's chest fluffed up a bit, pride and a hefty amount of embarrassment making her fall back on old tactics.

And then Farrah complimented Florence. Fleur could swear that her heart skipped a metaphorical beat, eyes suspiciously shimmery. "Ah. Thank. You. That. Would. Be... good," she offered shyly, taken in by the honest wish to meet her long-dead companion. "Florence. Was. A. Flamingo. Big. Pink. Bird," the skunk explained. "He. Was. Perfect." Nothing but confident honesty colored her tone - and given that she was carrying his corpse on her head, it was no wonder she was still completely loyal to the man.

The continued praise made her shiver, and Fleur's ears flopped down, expression placid and doe-eyed in a way that only Diamondfang had accomplished. "I... ah. Thank. You. You. Are. Very. Beautiful," the assassin replied, blush heavy across square cheekbones, words honest and gentle.

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@Farrah

A skunk?! Wow that was a new animal! Farrah wondered what the differences between a cat and a skunk were. She would have to ask later! As the skunk asked about Farrah thinking her nose was cute, Farrah nodded excitedly, "Very cute!"

The brother, Florence was a... FLAMINGO? WOW! What the heck was a flamingo?! She bet it was beau- A BIG PINK BIRD! Farrah's eyes widened. That WOULD be perfect! Farrah smiled, "I can't wait to meet him," she stated quietly.

The skunk also thought Farrah was beautiful? Farrah's ears perked, "Me? I am just a dog, but thank you!" Farrah blushed deeply, looking to the side for a moment sheepishly.

After getting over the flush of emotion, Farrah looked about, "Do you... come here often? I mean- like- do you live here? You look like you would live in a snowy place with such pristine fur, but I guess gembounds move around."

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