#ic;; Chyran
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@promiseofdawn liked for a starter. ( for Havedas )
"Hi hi!" greets Chyran, tail swishy and ears perky. She is always excited — in general — but especially when someone new comes to the shelter. It means she can show them all the animals and tell them EVERYTHING about them. And sometimes they even adopt one! Those are the best days. It just so happens that the other employees are on break. For the next hour, all guests will have to keep up with her overflowing energy. They recently told her how to do the paperwork, so she's really hoping to get an adoption today. "You want to see animals? What kind?" she asks, looking up at the new patron excitedly.
#promiseofdawn#ic;; Chyran#v;; adult#//can be in a more 'd&d' type verse or just modern#//i don't mind which!
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thewanderingchika;; Chyran & Chika.
“Mm, sharing is good-good!”
The little spirit watch as the other girl just devoured her once beautifully chocolatey pieces of cake as if were nothing. Conflicted feeling battled in the little one’s head and the translated as awe onto her chubby features. On one hand, she was happy she’d shared her cake like a good girl and made the other child happy! …On the other hand, that cake would have lasted her so much longer if she hadn’t have given it away; now she just had this hunk of cake left.
Well… at least she still had some cake, right?
So with that in mind, the little one, graciously ate what little cake she had left, savoring each fudgy bite with a satisfied hum and a delighted dance. Before she continued eating, she gave her curious new friend a look, a small smile on her face,
“Ne-ne, what’s your name? My name is Chika,” she hummed in-between bites.
Chyran's portion of cake is now gone, save for a few crumbs. She is not one to waste food; she picks up the plate and licks it clean, then begins to do the same with her now incredibly messy hands. "Name...?"
In her chocolate-induced stupor, the word has no meaning. All that exists is cake. Not until she is down to only one dirty hand does she reply; the other one still smeared with some icing but mostly saliva. "Name!" she smiles as she remembers. "Name Chyran. You..." The 'you' is accompanied by her pointing at the other little girl. "You name Chika?"
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Closed starter for @thewanderingchika.
"C... 'Cake?'" Is that what this fluffy sweet bread is called? Chyran loves this so-called cake, to the point that she will now try to grab some of it off the other girl's plate. With her ( dirty ) bare hands.
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Closed starter for @promiseofdawn ( Havedas ).
"Here! You." She holds the leash out to Havedas; at the other end is a harness that secures it to Dusty the gryphon, whose head twitches this way and that, excitedly taking in his new surroundings. Chyran didn't want to put the harness on him, but her coworkers at the shelter said she HAD to. This is the perfect chance for Havedas to have some bonding time with Dusty. There are no other animals around to steal the spotlight. "You adoptiing him forever, yes?" she asks for perhaps the millionth time. Dusty just really deserves a good home.
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Closed starter for @protectorrs ( Nick ).
Chyran has decided that she likes this place VERY much. There are lots of animals to socialize with; her favorites are the dogs because they get hyper when she's around. She has also taken a liking to the humans who stay in the building a lot. At first they tried to keep away from her and acted afraid or something, but now they let her do whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't touch anything in the "cleaning closet." She still tries to open it when no one is watching.
At the moment, the only human here is Nick. She has memorized his name because he's the one who spends the most time with her. Whatever he is doing is NOT playing though, and she's incredibly bored. So she is sitting cross-legged on the front desk of the lobby. Staring at him. Skinny tail draped over the edge and wagging a bit. When it looks like he isn't paying attention, she calls to him: "PLAY?"
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@promiseofdawn asked: ‘what doesn’t kill you…' for Chyran! ➥ Send me ‘what doesn’t kill you…' and my muse will talk about a difficult experience in their life that they learned a valuable lesson from.
Oh, she doesn't really like this. Thinking about it makes her feel scared.
"Long time ago, I lived in building. Big one. But no beds or comfy things. Just a cage, only for me. Had to do lots of... tests? I don't understand them, though. Sometimes they had needles and took red from my arm. That's the BADDEST times. Oh— if I was bad, um, didn't want to do tests, then no food. Lesson is... people in white coats are scary."
#promiseofdawn#ic;; Chyran#about;; Chyran#v;; adult#//she wouldn't have the vocabulary to talk abt it in her main verse :'(#needles tw
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Closed starter for @dxctortoxic.
It is a beautiful day outside and Chyran has found a warm place in the sunlight to nap; the porch of a random house. It has cushioned chairs that are extra soft and colorful. She doesn't suspect that she may be unwelcome. No one is snapping at her and she's comfortable. That's all that matters.
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@ladydiaochan, cont’d.
⊰ 🌸 ⊱: — “ Ow–! Please let go! “ she pleads, attempting to pry the other hands off her hair.
"OW!" copies the child while keeping a vice grip on Diaochan's hair. The mimicry of her voice is almost perfect, uncannily so, if not for being louder. This is a fun game.
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Chyran's tag dump!
#about;; Chyran#likes;; Chyran#musings;; Chyran#wardrobe;; Chyran#ic;; Chyran#answers;; Chyran#starters;; Chyran
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