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A wolfling comes wandering.

In her hand, she carries a smoked glass vase holding a spray of white orchids.

Something feels off to her. and because she doesn't know what or how or why, the best the she wolf can do is provide a little something to let the Lady know that, as always, she is located within the Wolfling's thoughts.

A soft knock. A momentary silence.

The door opens and the wolfling hands the maid this small gift.

"Give these to the Lady...she will know who they are from."

Once more...the Wolfling...retreats.

*while shes gone, rearranges her entire house, putting up random wolf pictures, bed sheets, blankets, and leaves a present on her couch*

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Finally!

She retreats to her home. Her arms are loaded but as she walks into the great room, she notices people have been here. More than that, there is a sleeping little bundle on her couch. On the mantle, a stark relief to everything else and the first ting she noticed when she entered the room, were a gift. From the Wolfing. The woman always knows the right thing to gift. Roses are the favorite but orchids... she smiled... they are the second. They are set in a vase and a maid is called for, instructions given. Tis not that the vase is not appreciated but orchids do not do well in water or soil. The vase and the orchids are whisked away to be taken care of with the parting instruction to have them sent to her study.

Only Logan would fill her house with such gifts, making her laugh. Packages are set in a nearby chair as she joins the pup on the couch, fingers finding their way into his fur. It's been a long time since a wolf pup has been under her care.

"I'll have to figure out what your name is, won't I, dearling?

The pup offers a quick lick of its tongue, making her laugh. There's a quick hug before the pup is set on the floor and the packages are retrieved. The soft click of heels on the floor echoed by small nails creating the same as the pup follows at her heels.

No, her world is not right. It is changing and she must learn to adapt. As the holidays draw closer, so does that time. She smiles for the world. Pretends for her family. She's good at it. She's not feeling all that social but being allowed to crawl into a dark corner is not the answer either. The Wolfling's gift is a soothing balm. Things of beauty always make her smile.

Coming out of her closet, having stashed the gifts to be wrapped later, she sees the pup has jumped up on her bed and curled into a ball to sleep. Cheeky little bugger. Acts like he owns the place already.

Clothing is exchanged for more comfortable ones to wear at home. A pair of jeans, a sweater, fuzzy socks. Hair is pulled back into a small ponytail before she heads for the kitchen and starts making cookies.

Later this evening will be time enough to write and send a promised PM.

Snickerdoodles or sugar cookies... Hmmmm.
 
*sighs and clips another clothespin to his tongue*

Keep that crap up and I'm going to need more clothespins.

*pulls it off and laughs*

oh come on, what happened to the threat "stick it out ill make you use it?" cause like.. i'd totally do it *winking teasingly and strokes his hand along the back of her furry companion
 
*pulls it off and laughs*

oh come on, what happened to the threat "stick it out ill make you use it?" cause like.. i'd totally do it *winking teasingly and strokes his hand along the back of her furry companion

*laughs*

THAT'S why. Never expect the expected from me, Logan. Some people get it, some get other things. YOU get clothespins. *snickers*

*fades to truly go make cookies*
 
*laughs*

THAT'S why. Never expect the expected from me, Logan. Some people get it, some get other things. YOU get clothespins. *snickers*

*fades to truly go make cookies*

*laughing softly he nodded as she fades, grinning he leans down and whispers in the wolfs ear, the tail wagging before he too goes back to forum hopping*
 
Ugh!

Why the bloody hell am I waking up at 4am? o_O Every. Damn. Morning. It's the twisted humor of the Universe, right? I'm on the naughty list, aren't I? Forget the damn coal in my stocking. It's just going to keep waking me up at 4am. Makes sure I'm not sleepy awake...oh no... not that. I have to wake up wide-eyed and ready to hit the floor running. No naps in the day. No 20 winks. Hell, not even five. Just wide awake until I crash around 10 or 11 pm.

*facedesks*
 
*shoves a pillow under her face before it collides with the desk*

*grins and thinks he's ever so helpful* :kiss:


Home again. Finally. For the night. This time I can say with honesty that all the shopping is done.

I owe Fr33k (who's post is up next)

M13

Dryfter

And I shall try to work on them tonight after dinner. I also owe LordUsagi a PM about a thread. Plenty to do but first, a shower to chase away the chill being out in the evening has brought, a cup of hot tea and dinner. Then onto responses for the men.
 
I jump back up on the pation and curl up on the deck.
 

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I jump back up on the pation and curl up on the wood deck.

(I should remind this new one never to assume something... such as the patio is made of wood)


Tuesday. Another cookie day. Chocolate chip, I think. Then snickerdoodles. I have some threads to write for. I hope my muse doesn't get stubborn with me this morning. There's another chance of snow, only more of it, on the incoming storm on Thursday and this week is the last week before the kidlets get out of school on winter vacation. No more going out in the cold until next month. That will be nice. They're going to their dad's this Christmas. *sigh* Sometimes, I hate what divorce wroughts. So, my family will try to all gather on the 24th to give the kids their presents before their dad comes for them and for dinner. On the 25th we'll have another family dinner as usual, only without the kids. They'll be home on New Year's day.

Which reminds me, I need to write down the menu for the 25th to make sure I have everything.

Now where did I put my pen?
 
Did someone say cookies?" the elf follows his nose to a place he's not been for quite some time...
 
Did someone say cookies?" the elf follows his nose to a place he's not been for quite some time...

*She pokes her head out of the kitchen, flour streaked across her forehead, a dapple on her chin and a swipe of it across her cheekbone. *

Cookies! Chocolate chip today.
 
Morning came way too early, especially after being up and down all night. Ah well. Sleep will catch up with her later, no doubt. Maybe. What's on her agenda today? Writing and more writing, every spare second I have for today. Oh. And more cookie baking. I have two more types to make and one cheesecake, but the cheesecake isn't getting done until Sunday.

It's hard to believe that Christmas is next Tuesday already. It's creeping up and she hasn't even wrapped presents yet BUT the shopping is done. That's saying something. Not much. But something.
 
chocolate chip?" the elf says through a mouth full of cookies... "Is good... my favorite..." he grins to himself...
 
*makes a mental note to smack the elf's hands with my wooden spoon for snitching my cookies*

O.O

Wait.

That sounded dirty.

*wanders off to find coffee*
 
Home again. The storm is approaching and may well dump snow on me by this afternoon. My hands are cold but I keep wrapping them around a hot mug of water. I need to focus on a post for dryfter. I'd like to get caught up today, sometime. *sigh*
 
he tugs on her red hair... "The rw stole me away from you yesterday... but someday I'll get you again." he says with a wicked grin, before he ninja vanishes to go steal more cookies.
 
he tugs on her red hair... "The rw stole me away from you yesterday... but someday I'll get you again." he says with a wicked grin, before he ninja vanishes to go steal more cookies.

She grinned. "I know you will, Glad. I'll be waiting."

He disappeared on her and figured the RW stole him away again. Little did she know....

~ poofs in from the ether ~

Cookies?????

Not you too, AC!!! *grins then sighs* Yes, cookies. Help yourself. *she waved a hand in the general direction of the kitchen* And more to come in the next couple of day since the RW has insisted on being a grinch. BUT today is Friday so after my obligations for the day are done, I should be able to get the rest done.
 
A wolfling wanders bearing something for a Lady. These things are personal and represent what she thinks, what she sees...of Lady's womanly essence. So~ a piece of parchment~words written in pale lilac ink

It is otter that brings forth our ability to allow others into our lives without doubt, jealousy or fear. Otters awaken curiosity. They remind us that everything is interesting if we look at it from the right angle. Otters help you awaken your inner child and allow events to flow naturally in your life.

Otter allows you to create a space for others to enter your lives without preconceptions or suspicions. Otter teaches us that balanced feminine energy is not catty or jealous, but instead is sisterhood and sharing. Otter expresses joy for others.

Otters represent loving memories and nostalgia for family and friends and for the past. I am otter, and I move gently in the river of life.

A medicine card from her Animal healing deck.

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And a copper necklace

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Another smaller note

Lady~

you beat me to the punch...as I had planned and saved
these particular snippets of wisdom for over a week.
I had wanted to leave these for you late last night.
Something for you to awaken to but the Real World and work intervened.

So then THIS...is how I see you...

feminine
playful
a peace maker
loving
family oriented

I hope you understand why....

Wolfling
 
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