username;
spookiin
name;
theodosia
gender;
female
describe a dream they had;
white.
it was all white.
there was powdery white flakes of white on the ground, backed by an infuriatingly white sky.
maybe there was some pink in there.
maybe blue? yellow? red?
everything was so white, that every other tint was hidden so greatly, that it made theo's tiny head spin.
suddenly, a wave of emotions hit the small kit. joy. happiness. liveliness.
with each bustling movement, the white turned to joyous color- even ones that couldn't be identified by the youthful kit. pinks, yellows, bright blues- everything was so gorgeous, it made theodosia's small heart fill with another emotion.
love.
god, what a beautiful feeling that was. the formerly colorful canvas that surrounding theo became a mixture of beautiful colors,
pinks, purples... was that red?
unlike the other colors, the red gave off a much more sinister aura. it dripped, in comparison to the gorgeously painted colors, which seemed to stick to the canvas like a newly-purchased sticker to a wall.
theo told herself to forget about it, and so she did.
what she remembered was those pretty bright colors from before, and how she wanted to see those colors again.
she faked the feeling of joy, and for several moments, she received a pretty bright blue color.
but then, it fell apart.
agony.
anxiety.
sadness.
loss.
all of these emotions pounded on her, and it felt as if the young kalon had been hit with a severe blow to the head.
never haad she experienced such emotions, and for a moment, she came up with the belief that everyone she loved was gone.
it was too much for her.
her small canvas world was now pitch black, with broken tears spilling from the young kit's face.
was this her punishment for faking emotion?
for lying to the little world?
she felt the feeling of increasing stress, and felt the collapse of her body.
"please" she choked. "i wont lie again"
images that symbolized negative emotion surrounded around the kit, somehow appearing beneath her closed eyelids.
all she heard was pounding, pounding, and pounding.
then a shatter.
and, finally, silence.
the little kit opened her eyes.
white.
it was all white.
there was powdery white flakes of white on the ground, backed by an infuriatingly white sky.
maybe there was some pink in there.
maybe blue? yellow? red?
everything was so white, that every other tint was hidden so greatly, that it made theo's tiny head spin.
she looked around. were those her parents? were they waving to her?
suddenly, a wave of emotions hit the small kit. joy. happiness. liveliness.
with each bustling movement, the white turned to joyous color- even ones that couldn't be identified by the youthful kit. pinks, yellows, bright blues- everything was so gorgeous, it made theodosia's small heart fill with another emotion.
love.
and, in those moments, she woke up to the comfort of her little bed, feeling the love of her family, her siblings, her parents.
she smiled, glad that all of those events had been fake, aside from the incredible emotions that were love and joy.
maybelle
theodosia loves maybelle. a lot. maybe too much? she doesn't really know. love is complicated.
however, theodosia does know a lot about maybelle, and loves everything about her mom.
theo loves her mom's wit, though also joyous and funny attitude. sometimes, however, she tries
to sneak into another's friend house to play violent video games. that's just theo. she thinks those games are fun, though
would never commit said crimes in real life.
allora
allora is theo's go-to for advice. though she could never choose a preference, at times she would say
she loves her shy mom a tad bit more. she would never say that in front of maybelle, however, for she would feel bad.
theodosia loves to make bad jokes around allora, mostly because she knows she'll get a positive response, and a
warm feeling inside.
dahlia
theo enjoys her smart sis' presence. she always feels as if, on first look, dahlia is the sweet, pretty kit, and theodosia
is the rough and tumble shark kiddo. she's never felt an envy towards that, and likes her appearance. at times, though
does feel shadowed by the other kit. for some reason, whenever theodosia has a problem with her homework, dahlia
always seems to appear there to help her out.
rosette
theo doesn't really "approve" of rosette's being quiet. whenever theo spots her with a cup of tea, theo'll
knock it out of her paws, claiming it was because she had a hard time controlling her large, shark-like tail.
this tends to tick off the other kit every now and then, and, in most cases, theo doesn't regret it at all.
