"Lestie, when I grow up, I wanna be as awesome as you!" Celeste raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Well then...." She pulled a star necklace and charm from behind her back, as the little plumerian gasped and squealed, and Celeste put it around her neck. "Now you're one step closer."
Cel-est, part time cook, part time mom, and full time badass.

It was snowing, no, storming. And seriously cold. If only she didn't have to cook for those snooty old fancy butts, she wouldn't have been freezing her feathers off right now. But it was good pay, and she needed good pay. Celeste sighed, her breath crystallized in the air. It was hard to tell if her paw pads were black with frostbite, or were just normally seemed this black. Suddenly there was a whimper. Celeste froze, and looked around. There was a speck of brown fur, nearly covered in snow. She groaned. "Bah, what now?" She padded over, and a shivering little plumerian, half covered in snow, came into view. It seemed to be only just maybe a week old at least. Celeste put a paw on it's nose, and it stirred slightly. "Mommyyy..." It called out softly. Celeste huffed and pulled the little thing out of it's snowy tomb and laid it back down on top of the snow. "Here, lemme warm you up before ya go dyin' on me." She said and curled around the baby. It smiled. "Mommy..." It sighed. "No, Lexi. I'm Celeste." Lexi's eyes shot open, and she looked up at Celeste. "Lessie? Lessie Lessie!" Celeste smiled, "Yup, Lessie." She said and closed her eyes.
"S-Shoot! The old geezers!"
I decided to pair this Plumerian with Plumerian #429, seeing as they both had necklaces, and for some reason they both connected together in my head. So yes, I am trying out for both of them. I don't know what'll happen if I win one but lose another one, but I'm sure I'll make it work anyhow.
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