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 Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2015 12:15 am
❝See Little Red Riding Hood, how pretty the flowers are about here-
why do you not look round? I believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly
the little birds are singing; you walk gravely along as if you were going to
school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry.❞
; and so she ran from the path into the wood
to look for flowers. And whenever she had picked one,
she fancied that she saw a still prettier one farther on,
and ran after it, and so got deeper and deeper into the wood...
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2015 1:43 pm
╓ ❝So he went to the room, and when he came to the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it...❞ ╜ ➽ Щilliam ʛrey ➳ тнє нυитsмαи Will entered at the mouth of the little village, nestled in the woods. He had been told by a traveler at the fork, just before the treeline, of a great beast plaguing the farmers here. Intrigued, he had quickly altered his course to pass through, determined to investigate with his own eyes. After all, "great beasts" were his specialty.
So far, nothing seemed amiss here, however. A little fruit market stood in the village square by the well, children ran with their dogs in the dirt road, and women hung up their laundry to dry. Will went further in, and just beyond the main village, where he spotted a few outlying farmhouses. That would be the best place to start, he was sure, since the traveler had explained how most of the mishaps dealt with the farmers animals. He wasn't sure anyone would be willing to talk to him, but it was worth a try.
Will approached each of the farmhouses in turn, knocking on the doors and pausing for an answer. He did this at each one, with no response. Wondering if everyone was simply in town or in the fields, Will turned back up the long road to the village. He wasn't ready to give up that easily, so he made his way to what appeared to be the village Inn. He pushed open the door to the little dining area on the main floor, and sat himself down at the bar. Maybe the villagers could give him a place to start.
╙ ...so he did not fire, but took a pair of scissors,
and began to cut open the stomach of the sleeping wolf.
When he had made two snips, he saw the little Red
Riding Hood shining, and then he made two snips more... ╕
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2015 3:20 pm
〔 MOTHER SAID 〕
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XXX "straight ahead"X not toXX delay orX be mislead
XXX i should have heededX her adviceXX butX he seemed
XXX so niceX and he showed me thingsXX many beautiful thingsX that i hadn't thought to explore
↳ "my what big eyes you have"
↻ "the better to see you with, my dear"
↳ "what big ears you have"
↻ "the better to hear you with"
↳ "what big teeth you have"
↻ "the better to eat you with !" Just looking at the red hood the villages in town knew who it was. Primrose Carmichael; or just Prim. She was one of the most beautiful girls in town, gaining female and male callers alike. To most people, they saw a gorgeous girl, but what they didn't know, is that she was the beast terrorizing the local farmers. It was a...trait that has been passed down through generations where they were born with instincts of and ability to transform into a wolf.
The day started off like any other "normal" day for her. She left her "grandmother's" house in the woods and made her way into town. But something new and something dangerous visited their humble village today. A hunter. And a skilled one at that. Probably called to come "slay the beast" that had been raiding the nearby chicken coops. The news had already spread, reaching the inn first.
Prim gave the door a side glance, watching as the new hunter made his way inside and sat at the inn bar. He was quite handsome, she'd give him that. She returned her attention to her task and continued to deliver her "grandma's" home remedies to the people who had ordered them. She didn't charge, the chickens more than enough payment, haha. She had her red hood down as she moved around, handing her customers their orders.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2015 1:47 am
"Where do the children go, between the bright night and the darkest day? Where do the children go, and who's that deadly piper who leads them away...?"  『 Ｐｅｔｅｒ 』 THE PIPER◢ Peter sat on a rock in the wood, playing his flute, it's tone crisp and clean. There was no one around to hear it's sweet call, save a few birds and a small fawn that were lured in, caught in the melody's grasp. Not every song Peter played on his flute was like that, just a special few. And each one catered to a different ear. Some only the animals could hear, and some just the humans. Some called out to dogs, others to cats, and still others to rats. One was made for all to hear, but he avoided that one, for the most part.
When he came to a stop, Peter looked at the fawn, who blinked curiously at him before dipping her head to nibble clumsily on the grass. He leaned back on the rock, then, until he was staring up at the trees, towards the sky. He liked to play and see which forest dwellers would appear each day. His particular favorite was a wolf. He knew it was the wolf stirring up a bit of commotion in town, as she was the only one he'd seen around. Sometimes he helped her out a bit, and brought the animals to her, concerned that she would be caught if she went on alone each time she was hungry. He had grown a fondness for the creature, as she had more intelligent eyes than most. He wasn't quite sure what it was, but he wasn't afraid of the creature like the townspeople seemed to be.
Peter closed his eyes as he thought, holding his flute to his chest so as not to drop it. ♭ ♭ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♪ "If you listen very carefully, you'll hear the duck quacking inside the wolf's belly, because the wolf in his hurry had swallowed her alive..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2015 10:03 am
〔 MOTHER SAID 〕
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XXX "straight ahead"X not toXX delay orX be mislead
XXX i should have heededX her adviceXX butX he seemed
XXX so niceX and he showed me thingsXX many beautiful thingsX that i hadn't thought to explore
↳ "my what big eyes you have"
↻ "the better to see you with, my dear"
↳ "what big ears you have"
↻ "the better to hear you with"
↳ "what big teeth you have"
↻ "the better to eat you with !" Prim had emptied her basket now, her job done for the day. She had two options, stay in town or go meet piper at their spot. She went for the latter. Prim left the inn, leaving her thoughts about the hunter as well. She made her way towards the opening of the forest before ducking into some thick bushes, her human form taking the form of a wolf now. Prim trotted through the woods as she looked for the man with a flute sitting on a large rock.
Spotting her target, she rustled a bush a bit, trying to freak him out a little bit. She soon poked her head out, scaring off any other animals that were surrounding him. Prim barked a bit, getting his attention before walking to him and sitting next to him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2015 12:26 pm
"Where do the children go, between the bright night and the darkest day? Where do the children go, and who's that deadly piper who leads them away...?" 『 Ｐｅｔｅｒ 』 THE PIPER◢ Peter sat up again as there was a rustling and all of the animals that had joined him suddenly fled the scene. Then a loud bark made him jump a bit. "Ah! There you are, little wolf." He cooed, gently as the creature came to sit beside him. "I hope you're doing well today." He didn't feel strange talking to the animal, although he was sure it looked strange. He always got the sense the wolf understood him, to some degree. Peter jumped off of his rock and reached out slowly to pat her on her head. "Hungry?" He asked, holding out a rabbit he had captured on his walk through the woods this morning. It was dead, but he figured he would offer it anyways, as a continued show of good faith. ♭ ♭ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♪ "If you listen very carefully, you'll hear the duck quacking inside the wolf's belly, because the wolf in his hurry had swallowed her alive..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 3:43 am
〔 MOTHER SAID 〕
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XXX "straight ahead"X not toXX delay orX be mislead
XXX i should have heededX her adviceXX butX he seemed
XXX so niceX and he showed me thingsXX many beautiful thingsX that i hadn't thought to explore
↳ "my what big eyes you have"
↻ "the better to see you with, my dear"
↳ "what big ears you have"
↻ "the better to hear you with"
↳ "what big teeth you have"
↻ "the better to eat you with !" Prim leaned into his touch, allowing him to pet her. He was really nice to her. Most people in the village were a bunch of scaredy cats that didn't even want to think about a wolf being so near to their homes. But he was different. He was in this same spot, playing music on his flute when she approached him. Instead of running, he stayed and played sweet melodies for her. Of course, he didn't know that she was also human. She wants to keep that a secret from him for now, not really sure about whether his reaction would be a good or bad one.
When he asked her if she was hungry, she softly barked as a way of telling him yes. As he held out the rabbit, her tail started wagging, waiting for him to toss it for her to catch or lay it down in front of her. She didn't want to snatch it out of his hand, choosing to be gentle around him. Even if it was already dead, Prim didn't care. Food was food and if anything it made her life easier. Yes she could eat human food, but she it was too much trouble to cook meals when she could just go hunt.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:27 am
"Where do the children go, between the bright night and the darkest day? Where do the children go, and who's that deadly piper who leads them away...?" 『 Ｐｅｔｅｒ 』 THE PIPER◢ Peter smiled as the wolf gave him a happy bark, and wagged her tail excitedly. "Ready?" He asked, wanting to give her some warning, before tossing the rabbit for her to catch. The tiny animal was fairly fresh, as well, so it would still be nice and juicy for Peter's dear wolf friend. He seated himself on the ground, leaning his back against the rock he had been sitting on moments ago, waiting for his friend to eat her snack. It didn't frighten him. To him it was a sign that he was being a good friend.
Although, the fact that the wolf would let him pet her was a good enough sign as well, and proved that the wild animal was comfortable with him, and knew that he wouldn't hurt her. "I'll have to go back into town again soon, little wolf." Peter told her, sounding a bit sad. He wasn't exactly the most well-liked there, although he got rid of whatever pest problems the town was having quite often. It was beginning to get on his nerves, however, how the townspeople seemed to just expect it of him at this point. They paid him very little for his work, and often there was barely even so much as a thank you. ♭ ♭ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♭ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♪ ♭ ♭ ♪ "If you listen very carefully, you'll hear the duck quacking inside the wolf's belly, because the wolf in his hurry had swallowed her alive..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 12:38 am
╓ ❝So he went to the room, and when he came to the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it...❞ ╜ ➽ Щilliam ʛrey ➳ тнє нυитsмαи William had sat at the tavern for quite some time before determining that all anyone here could give him were curses and complaints about the wolf, and toss around stories of what the beast had done. However, no one could give him any real information. After tossing some coins to the man behind the counter, the hunter left the tavern, crossing the distance from the town to the edge of the treeline. It seemed he would be on his own in this search, until the farmers returned to their homes, or someone not ridiculously drunk could tell him what had happened.
Will scanned the treeline for any sign of paw prints, but found none. He moved further into the forest, carefully watching the ground as he went. At one point, he could have sworn he heard music playing, but it stopped quickly, and he dismissed it as being his imagination.
A few minutes further into the forest, Will finally came across a single print, imbedded into some mud. He knelt down, examining the print. It definitely appeared to be that of a large dog, but it was no "12 inch foot" as the drunkard in the tavern had quite loudly described. Seeing no other prints but the one, the Huntsman decided to continue on, further into the forest, searching for any other clues that might lead to this elusive monster that the townspeople seemed so afraid of.
╙ ...so he did not fire, but took a pair of scissors,
and began to cut open the stomach of the sleeping wolf.
When he had made two snips, he saw the little Red
Riding Hood shining, and then he made two snips more... ╕
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 7:11 pm
〔 MOTHER SAID 〕
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XXX "straight ahead"X not toXX delay orX be mislead
XXX i should have heededX her adviceXX butX he seemed
XXX so niceX and he showed me thingsXX many beautiful thingsX that i hadn't thought to explore
↳ "my what big eyes you have"
↻ "the better to see you with, my dear"
↳ "what big ears you have"
↻ "the better to hear you with"
↳ "what big teeth you have"
↻ "the better to eat you with !" Prim watched instinctively as Peter threw the rabbit into the air. As it fell, she pushed off the ground with her hind legs, grabbing the rabbit by it's back before she fell to all fours again. She laid on the ground, crushing the little pieces of grass beneath her underside as she began to tear apart the rabbit and eat the meat. The red stains of blood was plastered the light colored fur around her mouth as she ate, digging deeper into the small animal until she ate all there was; leaving the bones and insides.
She stood to all fours once more, tilting her head at the man as he told her he would have to depart soon. Prim whined lowly, not wanting him to leave. She quite enjoyed his company and the soothing music he would play for her. And she knew the troubles he went through when he went into town. He always rambled about them to her when he had the chance. Prim walked closer to him, nudging his leg with the top of her head to sit back down on the rock, trying to get him not to leave.
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