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this was certainly not mayankit's favorite position to occupy, being completely and utterly helpless. the child was quite sure that those who had gather all pitied her for having gotten herself stupidly stuck, in a tree of all things. stupid horns. stupid tree.

allowing a soft sigh to wriggle it's way through her rose lips, the maned wolf's cheeks flushed a bright red color, blending well into her dirty russet hued fur. this would be difficult to get used to. attempting to wrench her new horns out from their mahogany prison, the candid blinked open her sickly yellow opticals, attempting to meet wisteria's gaze with little success. [b]"yes, a couple of extra paws would help." the canine replied with a forced smile, creasing the edges of her thin ebony lips.

shuffling her pitch black paws in direction of wingspan, her head now hanging at an awkward angle, the creature aimed to tip her cranium. "i've gotten my head stuck in a tree, because i seemed to have rammed these damned horns into it." the lanky youth mumbled, a subtle tone of bitterness lacing her voice as she realized how ridiculous she sounded at that very moment. managing a stiff laugh as she wiggled over in order to face metapaw, mayankit cleared her throat uncomfortably. "appears so..." the wolf mumbled quietly, shrugging her shoulders before whispering a quiet hello towards turtlepaw.
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attracted to the familiar chime of voices, mayankit stumble forwards, not yet used her lanky body. the child was used to something more short and stout. the maned wolf offered a smile, her stretched black lips curling upwards. the female then proceed by tipping her head, decorated with two antelope-like horns, careful not to impale someone in the process. her lengthy russet neck struggling under the weight of both her cranium and her new accessories, the candid cleared her throat. [b]"if that's all, welcome. i'm mayankit." the formerly feline girl muttered bitterly, longing to switch back into her former body, but alas, she had yet to master the art of shape shifting.
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the child nodded as she approached, her head uncomfortably heavy and her neck strained. horns were certainly a pain. a groan of frustration sliped past her thin ebony lips as the maned wolf offered a maladroit smile, her cranium slowly falling into an uncomfortable tilt. [b]"you draw beautifully. i'm mayankit by the way." the girl commented stiffly, blinking her sickly yellow hues politely. it was a new experience having to look down to those whom you were trying to speak it, at least for maya who was used to being pathetically undersized.
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thread with mayankit?
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halloween and mayankit just didn't mix. the child was quite fearful as far as it went, jumping at even the slightest noise. the whole world was just a terrible blur of terror and torment in her sickly yellow eyes. taking this into consideration, the annual "festival of fright" wasn't exactly her thing.

throwing her mulling out the window, the maned wolf wobbled forwards, appearing quite unstable, as if even the slightest breeze would knock her off her paws. damn this body, and these ridiculous horns... the girl cursed mentally, a frown wiggling it's way up onto her ebony lips. a small puff of air slipped out of the candid's lungs as she observed the strange twoleg objects. pumpkin pie? disgusting.

[b]"oh goodie, baubles." the female mused limply, giving up on trying to hold her head upright, allowing her cranium to fall as so her chin just brushed her russet chest fur.
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now mayankit was quite new, well, she considered herself quite new, therefor the feline hadn't had the pleasure to meet miss platinumblade before the very moment that the feline had called for a meet and greet. summoned by the familiar words, the horned maned wolf offered a weak tip of the head, her cranium weighed down by the two horns that decorated the space between her ears. cursing her terrible luck under her breath, the candid offered a weary smile, her sickly yellow eyes plagued with sleep deprivation. it was hard enough to get a good night's sleep without having a awful horns stuck to the top of your head.
[b]"hello, i'm mayankit." the female mused dully, her teeth meeting the inside of her cheek after the words slipped past her ebony lips.
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//oops, retro to rad horns and transformation
the voice seemed to appear out of nowhere, however hushed it was. it started the ebony domestic, her pitch-black fur raising for a moment before she flattened it back down onto her spine. if the girl wasn't mistaken, the greeting hailed from polarispaw, a familiar face. a small smile spit the child's lips, the color of a wilting rose. a soft sigh rolled off the youth's tongue as she blinked shut her volcanic oculars. [b]"greetings, i guess i should introduce myself. we haven't formally met." the feline chimed lightly, unusually formal.

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[align=center][size=5][font=georgia]JUST ONE MISTAKE[/size][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid transparent; bordertype; margin-top: -20px; font-size: -30px; font-family: georgia]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px][justify][size=7pt]colere. was that french? if you were to ask mayankit, french was a terrible language, with it's strange pronunciations and odd grammar. like, ewww, french. but that was of course only her opinion, as she did not know how to speak the foreign language in the slightest.

beckoned forwards by the call of the stranger, the mutated maned wolf offered a rather dismissive smile as if her attention was caught somewhere else. the child proceeded by dipping her cranium respectfully, careful not to impale someone with her horns. "welcome then, collar. i'm mayankit, pleasure to make your acquaintance." the candid greeted a bit stiffly, having much trouble pronunciation the other girl's name.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px][justify][size=7pt]french is the bomb.com.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px][justify][size=7pt]wait, morgan, you're a canadian? i thought i was like, the only canadian person on here not really.