[pecan]

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[AustrianAce]

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[AaYvLaA]

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[.The Bootless Box.]

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• "Weee!" I squealed as we went down a snowy slope. my parents body guards watching all around as me and my stuffed animal flew down on a new sled. When I stopped I was spinning and giggling and saw my mother's stiff figure above me. "Look Mommy! We made all the way down the hill and-" "Eska! Ladies do not slid down hills on such things. You should be studying with your tutor." She chided and I felt tears well up. All I wanted was a little fun.. "I'm sorry Mommy." I muttered as she turned to my head body guard and my favorite. His name was Netwabi he was from a whole other country.

"Netwabi take her inside and make sure she changes into one of her dresses. We will have a visitor tonight so have her maid fix her hair. Then she must go spend time studying the history of England." My mother briskly walked off with that and Netwabi picked me up as I started to cry. "Sush little Eska, It will be alright. All is still well." He and my other body guards le me inside and I held onto Netwabi's hand and held Snuggles in my other. "Netwabi? Does Mommy love me like you do? You always are so nice to me, even though you no have to." I looked up at him still sniffling. He sighed as we walked up the steps, my other body guards usually stayed downstairs. "Your mother loves you dearly little Eska. She has another way of showing it." He told me and I frowned but then giggled at the funny sound his accent made. "Okay Netwabi."

I remember him fondly, Newtwabi. That day was one of the times my mother made me cry, I was 5, now I'm twenty. I have hardly any memories of my Father, and the ones of my mother weren't very great. Netwabi seemed to be the only friend I had growing up. Though thanks to him I'm here and he's not. One day he was discussing with my mother why I needed a pet or a friend, and he had asked this of her before. He had noticed how sad I was, all I did was sulk in the poofy dresses and jewelry. They had taken away Snuggles recently, so Netwabi thought I needed something more than him to be a companion. I had been standing out the door with my other body guard who assisted me when Netwabi wasn't around. She was okay but not like him. That night as he took his post and I was to sleep he told me I ma get a pet, but I must learn to take care of it. That he'd teach me how but I mustn't tell my mother because she thought someone else should train it. He explained that that took the fun out of it. later in the night I woke up coughing, our house was on fire. Netwabi burst in and grabbed my seven year old self up and ran.

We made it out barely and Netwabi died from smoke inhalation. I was okay but My parent's money went to me a seven year old. So the court said until I was 18 the money would be put in a bank account along with the will to my parent's estates. I lived with my Aunt and uncle, who were not rich and I was quite the outsider. Now I am going to training for ice skating from Netwabi's grave. My parents money and estates are well taken care of. I have no maids or body guards and visit my friends and Aunt and Uncle frequently. I'm not such and outsider there anymore. With that I push off my skates knowing that today I'd wear myself out, the anniversary of the fire being today.

a little over 600 hope that's alright.

[hiyorin]

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[The Lost Gremlin]

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Vostok
Named after the Vostok Research Station located in Antarctica. It is also the Russian word for 'east'.
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[dr. pupper]

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ғ ᴏ ᴄ ᴜ s ★★★
hello, I'm Sun Flower Studios™, and I present to you, Focus. I wish everyone good luck, and I hope this bean will go to a lovely home.
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n a m e
this little lady's name is Focus, for whatever reason. I don't know why.. The appearance of her has nothing to do with it, and in no way can this represent her personality; but for some reason, I find it fitting and feminine.
g e n d e r
miss.
s h o r t s t o r y
My tiny paws danced along the snow, the light snowflakes gently bouncing against my pale coat and falling against the ground, dripping wet against the strands of hair along my sides. My blue eyes blinking, glimmering with joy, as the bottle of 'stardust' bounced around on the white thread tied around my tail, I skipped along, smiling at the snowbean I had pranced around, letting my paws sink into the white blanket coating the ground like icing. It had a long muzzle, and was bigger than me by far. It's eyes were two pieces of coal I had collected, along with the buttons along his snow coat. I had gathered the coal from all the beans who had got coal in their stockings. Even bad beans should not be let down on such a jolly holiday. His horns were long carrots, one shorter than the other. I had got them from my mom, promising I would eat them after I was done. His claws were also tiny baby carrots, the kind I liked to dip in ranch dressing. They were the same as any other carrot, but they were so much cuter. He had a long, blue and yellow scarf draped over his neck, and his smile was lit up with raisins. "He needs a touch of, something.." My voice came out in a whisper, the air in front of me freezing like ice, then fading on the wind. I sat down gently, my tail draping over my paws. I bent down, and twisted the lid off the jar of 'stardust'. It was just pieces of hail, but I believed it was stardust. I lifted my head, and dabbed the stardust along his smile. He seemed to light up, and the sun almost shone brighter. His smile almost grew, and I swore he was trying to dance. Next thing I knew, I woke by the fire, laying on the couch, my mother smiling as she draped a yellow blanket over me. "My snowbean, mom!" I yawned, smiling up at her as my limbs stretched out. "He was-" I paused to rub my eyes of sleep. "Dancing!" She smiled, stroking my head. "Maybe so," She said, untying the bottle of stardust from my tail and setting it on the coffee table. "Maybe if the stardust melts, he might be real." She breathed, smiling back at me. I smiled back, shifting around in the blankets, and quickly drifting off to sleep. Yeah, he's real..

[Lady.Nixon]

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[Koryu]

Name meaning-Blood Snow in Japanese'
Based on the red blushing in his silk fur.


Hiya, my name is Mo-mo<3


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I feel like hes a boy. Of course, we've all got our opinions though..


A nice winter day, Akiyuki thought.
"Akii!!" His little brother yelled. "Come play in the snow!"
Akiyuki ran from his igloo, outside to his brother to play.
He had already began building a snowman,
using sticks for everything.
"No Ikaa..." Akiyuki laughed,
removing sticks from where the snowman's eyes were,
and replacing them with stones.
"This is how you do it..."
He said, smiling at his favorite sibling.
He heard a squeal and looked over to see his youngest sibling,
Kia, chasing a snowshoe hare.
Akii laughed at her, until he saw what happened next.
A tight, loud crack broke through the chilled air.
"Kia!!!" Akiyuki yelled,
whipping his head around just to see the tips of the water,
splashing from a hole that had caved in the ice.
It could have been caused by the warming sun,
or something as simple as one too many snow flakes to weigh down the ice.
Akiyuki never found out. After it happened so suddenly,
and so early on a snowy day morning it was just him and his brother.
They hunted, slept, and ate together constantly being on guard.
They were sure to enjoy their time,
but never let their guard down as for centuries,
it had been a family tradition to live on ice.

"Goodnight Yukii..." Ikaa whispered one night.
But there was no reply. Akiyuki left his brother, not wanting to risk his life.
Akiyuki was full grown now, and his brother was growing fast.
He couldn't risk his life by being too heavy and breaking the ice. So he left...
Akiyuki is still happy,
and often thinks of his siblings and what his brother is doing..
but he keeps his head held up, with a smile on... All for the good of his soul.

[pocketfox]

Dropping out sorry for waste of space