Squirrel (The Sword in the Stone) (
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I watched Sword in the Stone. Send help.
Chi-ke?
[A small squirrel, fur colored red, scampers around the area. She's cautious of course, but at the same time very curious about this new place. What was going on? Where was she? Was that boy around here by chance? Who would she meet?]
[A small squirrel, fur colored red, scampers around the area. She's cautious of course, but at the same time very curious about this new place. What was going on? Where was she? Was that boy around here by chance? Who would she meet?]
And also pretty damn cute
His question stops her though. She turns back to him and begins explaining... in squirrel.
She's looking for a guy, she doesn't know much about him. He was very nice though.]
seriously the cutest thing in that movie
Ah, then it is a love lost, that drives you? My condolences! May you find that which you seek. This place draws all kinds to itself. Be wary, but be hopeful.
Saddest thing too
She says her thank yous but asks just why can he talk to her.]
very true. I totally shipped it.
Has it been so long then, that even the forest creatures have forgotten us? I am of the Elder race, little one. It was the Elves who woke the forest up, long Ages ago and spoke to bird and beast and tree. My brother could understand you better, alas, it was never my gift, but I will aid you if I can.
[ almost absently his hands go back to his harp and he begins to pluck out a melody - sad and lonely, love lost, love forsaken, but never without hope ]
So do I
Cooing sadly, she climbed up his arm and settled on his shoulder, listening absentmindedly to his harp music. She didn't understand it, or the feelings that came with it, but it sounded nice.]
better wife than Guinevere, any day
It must seem like little more than a dream to you, hm? We are a fading people, alas, and there are so few of us now who remain, the last echoes of a long-forgotten world. But enough about me.
[ determinedly, the music shifts, to something bright and cheerful ]
Where will you go little one? The world is vast and oftentimes unfriendly, beyond your green woods.
Certainly would have ended better
Then the music shifts. More happy and nice. His question perks her up and she explains that she doesn't know. This was the first time she was out of her forest. She was promised that wherever she went, she would be safe though.]
they could have had adorable squirrel babies...
That is kind of your mundane to promise, most are not so gentle.
(hey! you've got no room to talk I'm always nice to you!)
There are places where you'd be understood, and others where you would have a human form, if so inclined. But many are not kind, either, and I know not if you could find your beloved. There are folk from many worlds here - it is a vast area to search, even if you never leave these grounds. What is he like, your heart?
Be the squirrel king and queen...
What he was like? He was kind. Very playful, gave her quite the chase. Seemed to have a sort of commanding nature to him, even if he didn't show it. Really cute too. She'd find him eventually. It was just a matter of looking.
...Though she wondered if he wanted her to find him.]
draw a tiny sword from an acorn?
Ah... that is the question, is it not? Still, if you love him true, I'll warrant you'll have no rest until you find him, whether he accept you or no. He sounds like a good match for you.
yes :D
The mention of "machine" and some of those bigger words sort of go over her head. She promises to be careful though.]
*imagines this* *dies of the cute*