stungunning: (you bet your bottom double dollar i will)
[The new Mrs. Milly Wolfwood is having the most fabulous day. It started when she woke up, surprised her new husband with breakfast in bed and after some after breakfast snuggling, whilst doing the washing up she happened to look out of the window and the squeal extremely happily as she notices that it. Is.


SNOWING


And now, after a quick dash upstairs to grab another sweater, smooch her husband again, she's gone outside in a coat to go out and run around in the snow as the flakes start to flutter around. Why didn't she get out and play in the snow yesterday?

...she's a newlywed. Why do you think. ;D

So she will be outside, playing in the snow and having a lovely time until the snow flurries stop until she rushes back inside to warm up again. And make a broadcast.]


Hello Luceti!

Have you seen? It's snowing! Isn't it pretty? I just went outside in it, it's like somebody's taken a great big sugar sprinkler and dusted powdered sugar over everything, it's so lovely.

Oh, and we've got lots of new feathers arriving now, haven't we? Welcome to Luceti! I know how it can be scary at first, finding yourself in a new place with wings and not knowing what happened, but please don't be afraid to ask people around here to help, there are lots of people here who are going to be happy to give you any help you might need.

My name's Milly Tho-

[And now she laughs a little because she remembers that that's not her name anymore.]

Sorry. My name is Milly Wolfwood, and I'm looking forward to meeting you.
stungunning: (Milly Thompson seal of approval)
[There's a lot of mewling in the background like the sound of thirteen new born hungry kittens before a very cheerful voice starts her plea.]

Hello Luceti, I hope everyone's doing well with all this lovely warm weather. Oh, and hello to all the new feathers who've arrived recently! My name's Milly Thompson, I've been here for... um... four months now! ...gosh has it really been four months?

[Pause. It looks like the Milly Thompson Thought Train Express has been derailed temporarily... Oh wait, it's back on track!]

Anyway I have a very special request and I'm looking for thirteen very special families to help give homes to our cat Kuroneko's babies. Now they're all very little right now and it's going to be a few weeks until they're old enough to leave their mother, but if anyone would like to give a home to Orenjineko, Sooty, Buttons, Buckles, Zippers, Gunpowder, Spaghetti, Donut, Pudding, Tomas, Bernardelli, Double Dollar or Geranium then please let me know! Now, they're too little now for us to know if they're boy kittens or girl kittens, but they're very sweet and we want them to go to very nice new homes with families who'll love them and look after them. Their mother's very adventurous though, so they'll probably grow up to be very independent cats. But if you're interested in having a kitten, please let me know! Or if you know Meryl or Mr. Priest or Mr. Vash or Miss Amelia or Miss Rem then you can always mention it to one of them.

Anyway! I hope you're all having a nice day, and if you could please look in your hearts to see if there's room in there for a kitten that would be just wonderful.

Do you think I need to say anything else?

...Nyao.

[That voice is unmistakably Kuroneko's.]

Thank you!

[ooc: as of Vash's reminder, the post is filtered from Legato]
stungunning: (Hmm?)
[There's the sound of some background noise; birds tweeting, shrubbery being trodden underfoot, but above all that there's the sound of someone- a woman- humming cheerfully.]

Oh my goodness, I don’t think I’ve ever seen this many plants before except in picture books! And isn’t it a lovely day? I’ve never had a dream before where I got to be in a forest, but if it means that I get to see lovely trees and animals like this then I don’t think I mind it at all!

[Some more happy humming can be heard, and footsteps through the undergrowth.]

My back’s all itchy. That’s funny, I don’t usually get an itchy back when I dream. Oh no, I’m not allergic to trees am I? That would be just awful! Magic Book, could you tell me if I’m allergic to trees?

[…]

Silly old Milly, of course the book isn’t going to tell you that, books can’t talk!

…I wonder if there’s a pudding tree? All my very best dreams have pudding somewhere, so it really doesn’t make a lot of sense if there isn’t a pudding tree…

[More humming, someone sure sounds cheerful. Then she stops.]

…I think I’m lost.
 

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