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Angel has a home now. She will live with TrueMagik, hopefully for the rest of her life! Well done!

I'm sorry if it was too quick, and if someone was planning to try and adopt her, but TrueMagik's story and art won Angel and I's hearts!

[Scavenqers]

Story: Small groans always filled one room of the hospital. A young girl, called Tanya, at the age of five - sick with cancer. She was dying and clinging to life, trying to wait until Christmas. So far she had succeeded, as it was Christmas Eve. Painfully, Tanya reached for a small golden and white fox plush at the foot of her bed.
"How are you today, Angel?" Tanya asked the toy. The young girl pretended the fox had answered. I am very good today, Tanya. How are you feeling, dear?
"Well, I could be better..." she trailed off as another sharp pain grabbed her. "Do you know what today is, Angel? It's Christmas Eve." Tanya weakly smiled. That's delightful, dear.
Angel was small, and only plush, but she was very special to Tanya. Though the girl had received many teddies and dolls from her family and friends, Angel was the most important to her. She'd received the toy when she had just discovered her sickness, from her imprisoned father. She had been delighted to receive anything from her dad, especially in such a grave time as the present. She had taken the fox toy everywhere she'd gone since she'd received it. Tanya's father had called it Angel in hopes it would be her guardian angel, watching over her and guiding her through the illness and pain. The plush was not much, but it had, countless times, given Tanya hope.
"Tanya? It's time for dinner." a nurse chimed, peeking into the room. The white-clad woman delivered a delicious meal of ham, baked potato, and spaghetti, all stacked on top of each other - Tanya's favorite. The girl thanked the nurse and ate. Tanya's time passed very slowly, but in what felt like only minutes after eating, she'd fallen asleep.

Her eyes opened to a beautiful sunlit forest. Butterflies flitted here and there, while birds called out their songs of love and of sorrow. Sitting in front of a large tree, in the dapples of light, was a small golden and white fox, her eyes glittering with warmth.
"Angel?" Tanya was a bit confused. She really did know Angel was only a toy - she was puzzled that the object had come alive. "Where am I?" Tanya asked, expressing more confusion.

Dear, our location does not matter at the moment. Come with me, Angel answered, the melodic voice sounding only in Tanya's mind. The girl followed as the fox trotted gracefully to a glowing pool of blue water. Angel bent over to look down into the reflections.
Look, my dear. Look into the water - it is lovely. The vixen instructed. She dipped her paw into the sparkling crystal liquid, and in the ripples Tanya saw every happy moment of her life play through like a movie reel. It filled the young girl with excitement, happiness, and warmth. When the recollection of memories had ended, Tanya looked at Angel.
"Why did you bring me here?" she asked.
My dear, I must prepare you. In minutes you will join your older brother and your grandparents, you twin sister. You will meet them all again.
"But Angel, they're all dead. My twin didn't make it. Brother and grandpa and grandma were all in a car accident. How do I see them again?"
It'll be okay, was all the fox said.
Tanya looked at her hands, trying to figure out the fox's confusing phrases. In her hand she saw the most beautiful thing she could have imagined; a large ruby shone in the dappled light.
Dear, you must let go. Please let go of the gem. Angel's voice was soothing and coaxing.
"Why? It's pretty!" Tanya answered, gripping the ruby tighter.
Beauty can be very dangerous, Tanya. I will reward you, dear. If you let go you will be with your lost loved ones.
"Grandpa? And grandma? And big brother?"
Yes, Tanya. All of them. Bubbles, too. Bubbles had been Tanya's pet fish, which had died in the hospital because she could no longer care for it.
Tanya looked into Angel's eyes. The beautiful orbs were gentle and trustworthy. Tanya looked at the ruby, which seemed to glow. Her hand was cut from gripping it so tight, and she decided to drop it.
Thank you, dear.
"Now will you take me to see brother and Bubbles and grandma and grandpa?" Tanya asked.
But of course, sweet. Follow me. The little fox trotted towards the most beautiful and bright light Tanya had ever seen. The girl followed the vixen, curious of what was to come next.


A young golden and white fox slid out from under the hospital bed. She looked up at Tanya; the girl was not breathing, but she was hugging her plush fox and smiling peacefully. Angel nuzzled the girl's hand and looked up at the blank white ceiling.
Goodbye, Tanya. Angel thought. She was not worried, as she knew all good children's spirits were safe in the sky. The elegant fox jumped out the open window, walking through the night lit only by a bright new star.

Art: viewtopic.php?f=32&t=946243 and viewtopic.php?f=32&t=946967 (Sorry about the eyes on that one - lines won't let me change them.)

[suestar]

Story: Small groans always filled one room of the hospital. A young girl, called Tanya, at the age of five - sick with cancer. She was dying and clinging to life, trying to wait until Christmas. So far she had succeeded, as it was Christmas Eve. Painfully, Tanya reached for a small golden and white fox plush at the foot of her bed.
"How are you today, Angel?" Tanya asked the toy. The young girl pretended the fox had answered. I am very good today, Tanya. How are you feeling, dear?
"Well, I could be better..." she trailed off as another sharp pain grabbed her. "Do you know what today is, Angel? It's Christmas Eve." Tanya weakly smiled. That's delightful, dear.
Angel was small, and only plush, but she was very special to Tanya. Though the girl had received many teddies and dolls from her family and friends, Angel was the most important to her. She'd received the toy when she had just discovered her sickness, from her imprisoned father. She had been delighted to receive anything from her dad, especially in such a grave time as the present. She had taken the fox toy everywhere she'd gone since she'd received it. Tanya's father had called it Angel in hopes it would be her guardian angel, watching over her and guiding her through the illness and pain. The plush was not much, but it had, countless times, given Tanya hope.
"Tanya? It's time for dinner." a nurse chimed, peeking into the room. The white-clad woman delivered a delicious meal of ham, baked potato, and spaghetti, all stacked on top of each other - Tanya's favorite. The girl thanked the nurse and ate. Tanya's time passed very slowly, but in what felt like only minutes after eating, she'd fallen asleep.

Her eyes opened to a beautiful sunlit forest. Butterflies flitted here and there, while birds called out their songs of love and of sorrow. Sitting in front of a large tree, in the dapples of light, was a small golden and white fox, her eyes glittering with warmth.
"Angel?" Tanya was a bit confused. She really did know Angel was only a toy - she was puzzled that the object had come alive. "Where am I?" Tanya asked, expressing more confusion.

Dear, our location does not matter at the moment. Come with me, Angel answered, the melodic voice sounding only in Tanya's mind. The girl followed as the fox trotted gracefully to a glowing pool of blue water. Angel bent over to look down into the reflections.
Look, my dear. Look into the water - it is lovely. The vixen instructed. She dipped her paw into the sparkling crystal liquid, and in the ripples Tanya saw every happy moment of her life play through like a movie reel. It filled the young girl with excitement, happiness, and warmth. When the recollection of memories had ended, Tanya looked at Angel.
"Why did you bring me here?" she asked.
My dear, I must prepare you. In minutes you will join your older brother and your grandparents, you twin sister. You will meet them all again.
"But Angel, they're all dead. My twin didn't make it. Brother and grandpa and grandma were all in a car accident. How do I see them again?"
It'll be okay, was all the fox said.
Tanya looked at her hands, trying to figure out the fox's confusing phrases. In her hand she saw the most beautiful thing she could have imagined; a large ruby shone in the dappled light.
Dear, you must let go. Please let go of the gem. Angel's voice was soothing and coaxing.
"Why? It's pretty!" Tanya answered, gripping the ruby tighter.
Beauty can be very dangerous, Tanya. I will reward you, dear. If you let go you will be with your lost loved ones.
"Grandpa? And grandma? And big brother?"
Yes, Tanya. All of them. Bubbles, too. Bubbles had been Tanya's pet fish, which had died in the hospital because she could no longer care for it.
Tanya looked into Angel's eyes. The beautiful orbs were gentle and trustworthy. Tanya looked at the ruby, which seemed to glow. Her hand was cut from gripping it so tight, and she decided to drop it.
Thank you, dear.
"Now will you take me to see brother and Bubbles and grandma and grandpa?" Tanya asked.
But of course, sweet. Follow me. The little fox trotted towards the most beautiful and bright light Tanya had ever seen. The girl followed the vixen, curious of what was to come next.


A young golden and white fox slid out from under the hospital bed. She looked up at Tanya; the girl was not breathing, but she was hugging her plush fox and smiling peacefully. Angel nuzzled the girl's hand and looked up at the blank white ceiling.
Goodbye, Tanya. Angel thought. She was not worried, as she knew all good children's spirits were safe in the sky. The elegant fox jumped out the open window, walking through the night lit only by a bright new star.

Art: I'll BRB with that.

wow,thats realy heart tuching

[Scavenqers]

Thank you. I tried to make it really soft and relaxing, but also dramatic and humbling. I am guessing I reached my goal there?
Amazingly, that took me only ten minutes to write.

[Reine Des Loups]

:) Thank you. I tried to make it really soft and relaxing, but also dramatic and humbling. I am guessing I reached my goal there?
Amazingly, that took me only ten minutes to write.

Your like super speed writer. This is amazing! I swear I almost cried. Stop making me cry >:'C

[doodleswiftly]

Story: Small groans always filled one room of the hospital. A young girl, called Tanya, at the age of five - sick with cancer. She was dying and clinging to life, trying to wait until Christmas. So far she had succeeded, as it was Christmas Eve. Painfully, Tanya reached for a small golden and white fox plush at the foot of her bed.
"How are you today, Angel?" Tanya asked the toy. The young girl pretended the fox had answered. I am very good today, Tanya. How are you feeling, dear?
"Well, I could be better..." she trailed off as another sharp pain grabbed her. "Do you know what today is, Angel? It's Christmas Eve." Tanya weakly smiled. That's delightful, dear.
Angel was small, and only plush, but she was very special to Tanya. Though the girl had received many teddies and dolls from her family and friends, Angel was the most important to her. She'd received the toy when she had just discovered her sickness, from her imprisoned father. She had been delighted to receive anything from her dad, especially in such a grave time as the present. She had taken the fox toy everywhere she'd gone since she'd received it. Tanya's father had called it Angel in hopes it would be her guardian angel, watching over her and guiding her through the illness and pain. The plush was not much, but it had, countless times, given Tanya hope.
"Tanya? It's time for dinner." a nurse chimed, peeking into the room. The white-clad woman delivered a delicious meal of ham, baked potato, and spaghetti, all stacked on top of each other - Tanya's favorite. The girl thanked the nurse and ate. Tanya's time passed very slowly, but in what felt like only minutes after eating, she'd fallen asleep.

Her eyes opened to a beautiful sunlit forest. Butterflies flitted here and there, while birds called out their songs of love and of sorrow. Sitting in front of a large tree, in the dapples of light, was a small golden and white fox, her eyes glittering with warmth.
"Angel?" Tanya was a bit confused. She really did know Angel was only a toy - she was puzzled that the object had come alive. "Where am I?" Tanya asked, expressing more confusion.

Dear, our location does not matter at the moment. Come with me, Angel answered, the melodic voice sounding only in Tanya's mind. The girl followed as the fox trotted gracefully to a glowing pool of blue water. Angel bent over to look down into the reflections.
Look, my dear. Look into the water - it is lovely. The vixen instructed. She dipped her paw into the sparkling crystal liquid, and in the ripples Tanya saw every happy moment of her life play through like a movie reel. It filled the young girl with excitement, happiness, and warmth. When the recollection of memories had ended, Tanya looked at Angel.
"Why did you bring me here?" she asked.
My dear, I must prepare you. In minutes you will join your older brother and your grandparents, you twin sister. You will meet them all again.
"But Angel, they're all dead. My twin didn't make it. Brother and grandpa and grandma were all in a car accident. How do I see them again?"
It'll be okay, was all the fox said.
Tanya looked at her hands, trying to figure out the fox's confusing phrases. In her hand she saw the most beautiful thing she could have imagined; a large ruby shone in the dappled light.
Dear, you must let go. Please let go of the gem. Angel's voice was soothing and coaxing.
"Why? It's pretty!" Tanya answered, gripping the ruby tighter.
Beauty can be very dangerous, Tanya. I will reward you, dear. If you let go you will be with your lost loved ones.
"Grandpa? And grandma? And big brother?"
Yes, Tanya. All of them. Bubbles, too. Bubbles had been Tanya's pet fish, which had died in the hospital because she could no longer care for it.
Tanya looked into Angel's eyes. The beautiful orbs were gentle and trustworthy. Tanya looked at the ruby, which seemed to glow. Her hand was cut from gripping it so tight, and she decided to drop it.
Thank you, dear.
"Now will you take me to see brother and Bubbles and grandma and grandpa?" Tanya asked.
But of course, sweet. Follow me. The little fox trotted towards the most beautiful and bright light Tanya had ever seen. The girl followed the vixen, curious of what was to come next.


A young golden and white fox slid out from under the hospital bed. She looked up at Tanya; the girl was not breathing, but she was hugging her plush fox and smiling peacefully. Angel nuzzled the girl's hand and looked up at the blank white ceiling.
Goodbye, Tanya. Angel thought. She was not worried, as she knew all good children's spirits were safe in the sky. The elegant fox jumped out the open window, walking through the night lit only by a bright new star.

Art: viewtopic.php?f=32&t=946243 and viewtopic.php?f=32&t=946967 (Sorry about the eyes on that one - lines won't let me change them.)

That is amazing, Magik! It's so sad, but so sweet! And the art is wonderful! I think we have a winner here! Angel is yours! Well done!

[Scavenqers]

*dies* Thank you, Neo! *goes to town making Oekaki of her and writing stories*

[doodleswiftly]

*dies* Thank you, Neo! *goes to town making Oekaki of her and writing stories*

You are VERY welcome!