Username:
I am .: Fail In Love :.
Mayloft Name:
Annabella.
A name both beautiful and graceful. Fits her perfectly.
Age:
20 years.
{{Or slightly younger/older depending on the normal mayloft age.}}
Gender:
Female
Story:
A little girl stumbled along through the woods, clutching a small wicker basket to her chest as she looked around for more flowers. As she needed the most colorful flowers for her mother's shop. So far she had many different colors of roses, a few daises, blue bells, violets, and poppies. Goodness, so many flowers to help her mother arrange. She'd be busy for the rest of the week. Her wicker basket was basically full with the colorful assortments of flowers as she continued to search for even more. She squealed like her little-girl self and ran over to an adorable creature with colorful markings on it's fur. She knealed next to it, placing the basket next to her as she did so. She looked it over, bringing her hand over it's head softly to make sure it was friendly. She got a great idea suddenly and dumped out her entire wicker basket as the flowers tumbled out onto the ground. She scooped the little thing up into her arms, and put it gently into the now empty basket. She smiled and made sure the tiny thing was safe before getting up and starting to make her way back home. She slipped into her front door excitedly, running to her mother so she could show her the adorable creature. Her mother just yelled in anger and screamed at her for only bringing a little pup home instead of the bundle of flowers she needed for her arrangments. The little girl mumbled a sorry and trudged off to the back yard, glancing back at the house to make sure her mother didn't follow her. She slipped behind a small, wooden shed and took the thing out of her basket, it having fallen asleep on the trip back to her house. She sighed and put the small, fluffy creature where it would be safe. " Don't worry, you'll be ok little....little...hmm. I'll call you Annabella. It fits you." She said, talking softly to the small thing as it looked up at her with wide eyes and tickled her nose with it's tail. She jumped up quickly as her mother yelled for her to come back inside. She whispered quietly to the pup, " I'll see you tomorrow little one." before she scampered into the house again.
{{Just a story of how a little girl found Annabella when she was a baby. ^^
If that's okay.}}
Art:
I probably won't do art this time around with one of my forms.. I don't think i'm particularly good at it. ^^'
Other:
No, not that i know of. She's very beautiful and i would be more than happy to be the proud owner of Annabella.
