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Megamanlan
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Apr 04, 2015 02:03PM
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Olivia walked through the portal, not realizing that her pet hadn't followed yet.
Aisling waited, then whimpered, trying to break free. But she was alone. Oh, so alone. She was terrified, and at that moment, all she wanted was her mother, her mother holding her like she was a little baby and her daddy. So many times she'd seen mothers and fathers with children her age, children they'd loved, but she'd never been loved... only loathed. In that realization, and with the sudden hope that Olivia might care about her, she staggered through the portal and into Olivia's arms, yowling in emotional pain, just before it closed.
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Aisling sobbed puppy tears into Olivia's shoulder, wrapping her paws about the girl. She could figure out a way to tell her she wasn't a dog later.
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Aisling cuddled and went silent, letting the girl stroke her back. She closed her eyes, as if to sleep.
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Aisling cuddled on the bed, then, quietly, scratched her name onto the footboard, and then she scratched 'is', before she was very very worried that Olivia might be watching and would punish her, and wouldn't her master not love her if she scratched the bed? The pet-master bonding twisted her mind and she felt like crying in frustration, because of the keen guilt that came from doing anything that would make Olivia unhappy. She crawled under the bed.
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Aisling whined. She came out and nosed the scratching, which was clumsy with her paw.
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She wasn't really happy with the little bed. She wasn't a dog. She'd probably end up sharing with Olivia, when she could. So, she curled up on one of Olivia's pillows.
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Aisling flopped down and heaved a sigh. If only she had hands... Or shifting abilities.
The wolf jumped up as Jordan entered and she flew back, shocked, to the other side of the room, down on her haunches, growling. This man was scary!!
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Aisling cowered under his glare and whined, looking from him to Olivia. This guy might kick her, if he wanted. Except he was in a wheelchair. The scared little girl needed to use the bathroom, too!
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Gotta pee. Gotta pee. Gotta pee. She zipped out of the room as fast as possible, the urge far more powerful than her connection to Olivia. The hug was nice, but it only aggravated her... condition. The child yipped and whined, writhing as she tried to sniff out a bathroom... There! But the door was closed!
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Olivia headed outside and took her pet for a walk, thinking that was what she wanted.
((Sokay! :D))The pet refused to obey! She dove into the bathroom and kicked up the seat, squatting over the bowl and doing her business, too worried to bother about closing the door.
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(Sure, want to have that a few days past and Olivia has mostly convinced Aisling that being her pet was a good and that she was loved but also that Olivia loved magic and statues some. Mainly I'm thinking Olivia is testing a new spell she used on a flashlight that when it's shined on a living thing, it will turn that thing into marble. I want to have her test it on Aisling and a couple servants then restore them. Sound okay?)
((Sounds good! And then Aisling will be panicked enough to shift back into a human, and have emotions.))
A week later, Aisling was very used to how things worked. She could use the toilet, but she relaxed against her little prison bed, the doggy bed, and cuddled with the fox and her little bouncy ball.
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Aisling licked her owner's hand and lifted her head cheerily. She was always happier when Olivia was in the room. But she knew that was because of the magic, and even in happiness, there was a little pang of sadness. However, her owner was sweet enough, she supposed.
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((Until she calls you screaming about a little girl?))
