A Walk in the Park

[Amaryllis]

Night had fallen on the park like a black velvet blanket, smothering the light and bringing every shadow into sharp relief. Each blade of grass became a single entity in the light of the moon, hanging like a a giant beacon in the inky sky, with stars scattered around it like grains of salt. A chilly breeze tossed the leaves on the trees just enough so that they filled the air with a soft rustling sound. Unfortunate leaves flew off the branches and spun down to rest along the walkways and trails. The other plants fared no better.

Scowling slightly at the wind for mussing up her fur, a dreamy-blue female stopped walking for a bit, if only to rest her legs before starting up again. She stepped over to the trunk of a small tree and curled up, her tail draped over her paws. She did not, however, lay her head down -- on the contrary, she looked left and right, putting up a great show of being completely lost. Granted, she knew exactly where she was [it wasn't hard to navigate, here!] but she thought that asking for directions would be a good way to ... befriend the locals.

Stoping her act of confusion for a moment, Sibine ran her tongue along her tail, pushing a few rouge hairs back into place. She worked hard to keep her fur looking shiny and neat -- half the reason she never came out on nights like this. She would have no problem with nighttime, if the wind weren't so damned insistant on messing up her hard work....

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[ferabird]

Fille

A faint humming sound revealed the little creature's presence a few moments before it was visible, some colorful beastie the size of a small rabbit. There was no method or meaning to the creature's meanderings either, though if the delicate sway of it's little body were any indication, she was trying to dance. One might initially make the mistake of guessing the little construction an Euclides youth... but that was not so. Upon closer examination, stitches held her llittle body together.

"Fille!" came a voice after several long moments of watching the disturbling dance in the moonlight. "Fille, where do you think you're going?" The small construct cocked it's head, giving an odd chirp before her far larger keeper emerged from the brush. The two were strikingly similar, though the canine decked in similar decoration was unmistakeably an Euclides.

Unaware of being observed, the spotted marionette wove her way to where her pet had ceased her dancing, having paused in a comical pose that left two paws dangling in the air.

"Ah Fille, what am I to do with you?" she asked, affection toning her words.
'Chiiiiir...' the little creature (Fille) responded before breaking her pose to wobble forward and brush against the strage Euclides' near foreleg. 'Rrrrrr' she purred.
"How about I take you back to the collection instead?" the canine murmerred, butting it with her muzzle to begin to guide it back out of the grove.

Ibsisque

[Amaryllis]

Hearing something - or someone - approach, Sibine stepped backward, coming to a stop in the shadow of a medium-sized tree, its branches stretching up into the sky, creating a shadow enough for her to crouch in, unobserved, until she wished to make an entrance.

She couldn't help but be amused as she watched a small creature emerge, some ways away, dancing about through the night. She couldn't tell quite what it was - she would have guessed that it was a small Euclides, but there was no way for her to be sure.

However, the next presence was certainly one of her own breed. A striking one, at that - Sibine found herself wondering how such decorations would look on /her/, though she was sure that this lady could carry it off with much more grace than she.

Upon seeing such a display of fondness from this new Euclides, Sibine decided to risk making herself known, hoping that the other marionette would react to another of her own species in a similar way. Not the rubbing about of muzzles, of course - simple courtesy would do.

Holding her head high, Sibine stepped out of the shadows of her tree and walked toward the Euclides and her pet, tail swinging luxuriously in the moonlight and streetlight nearby. Greetings, she said, her voice charming and polite. What brings the two of you out on this lovely evening?

[ferabird]

The canid drew herself to a pause, ears dishing about in search of the origin of the voice... the sweeping and charming voice. Colorful decorations gave a rustle as she twisted about to spy the vulpine, one forepaw sweeping out to nudge her miniature clone back and nearer. Comically, the little disturbling gave an indignant squawk as it was jerked about, tumbling a bit before ending in a sprawl 'neath her mistress' belly.

"Good evening... I was just out to gather Fille." she responded with a ready enough respective dip of her muzzle. "And yourself? I hope I did not interrupt your hunting with my calls?"

Abusing the distraction each Euclides provided the other, Fille rose to her feet and pitter-patted her way indirectly towards the deeply blue-colored female, very possibly going unnoticed until she began to whuffle inquiitively at her tail. What a character she was! Upon being noticed, she would look to observant eye and loose a cheerful 'chirrup!'