Weasel of Fortune [plieone]

[Sorena Feather]

It was only Sorena's second time in the Dream World, and she was already head over heels for the place. Her unusual Buizel form was awesome, in Sorena's eyes at least, and blowing bubbles had become a regular thing for her. Reaching the Fourth Square for the second time, Sorena made sure to pay more attention to her surroundings and find some place to hide, rather than remain in plain sight. On all fours, Sorena scurried down alleyways, avoiding gross bits of trash and people's feet, or whatever the Dream Being was using to walk with.

The alleyway she was walking on suddenly stopped and Sorena found herself on a street. Eyes widening, Sorena did a quick back flip and then scurried backwards until she was hiding underneath a cart. 'The joys of being small and quick!' Sorena thought happily. 'I can do so many cool things in this form.' Grinning, Sora poked her head out from under the cart and took a glance around.

Luckily, the street didn't seem to be that busy and only a few Dream Beings seemed to pass by. Becoming more at ease, Sorena slowed down and allowed herself to casually look around, taking in all the strange sights. 'Almost like a book,' she managed to think before a loud CRACK! noise came up from behind her. Not pausing to glance around her, Sorena did what instinct told her to do, hide. The only place that seemed accessible appeared to be a tent, but anything was better than nothing.

Slipping through the open flap, Sorena flailed for a bit when she encountered a bunch of beads that had been strung up as a type of 'door'. At least that's how Sorena saw it. Blinking, Sorena's eyes adjusted and not seeing anyone at first, she followed her Buizel instincts and began to sniff around.

[Pleione "StarStruck" Space]

Plieone was kneeling in a plush, purple, large swallowing chair in her bedroom. She was very uncomfortable in it, but she was in it anyway. The walls were midnight purple, and the carpet was a shag very blue. She was trying to be able to see the stars from her bed tonight. Her hands were grasping scissors, she was cutting a hole in the top of her tent, when she heard the beads rattle at the front. Despite it's small appearance, the tent had 10 rooms: A bedroom, kitchen, a livng room, a gardening room, a fortune room, a bathroom, and some storage rooms, full of her crap she didn't want to throw away, all full of purple walls and blue shag, comfortable and dark area for sleeping and working, it calmed down clients. She begn to run, yes running with scissors and she quickly entered the front, the fortune room, and before she looked at the client, she cut a square hole in the ceiling, where it would be right above her comfy chair.

She finished and the fabric sat on her desk. She reliazed that her client was quite small, a weasel, and otter, a rat. Whatever it was it was adorable. It was sniffing around her room. "Hello little one." She mummured. She wanted to pick it up, but she reminded herself it was probaly someone, someone with some pride and who wouldn't like to be handled like a baby.

"Please come sit, and seek your future."

[Sorena Feather]

Poking a piece of the shag carpet, Sorena gave it a quick sniff before quickly turning attention to the lady who had just burst into the room. Watching the lady cut out a square from the top of the tent, Sorena wondered what the lady would do if it rained. When the lady told her to come and sit, Sorena didn't seem any harm in doing so and happily leaped onto the desk. "Bui!" she exclaimed happily before sitting down on the desk.

Not quite sure what to make of the lady, other than she seemed like an eccentric person, Sorena picked up the square piece of cloth that the lady had cut out of the ceiling and gave it a quick sniff. Finding nothing peculiar about it, Sorena set it down and sat upon the cloth before blowing a quick bubble.

[Pleione "StarStruck" Space]

Plieone blinked.

The fact that this weasel/ otter/ seal/ seal lion thing had just sniffed her carpet, then sat on her deesk when there was a perfectly good weasel chair near by was a little confusing. And she had just told her bye. "Is that your name? Bui? Well Bui, you are in the amazing Astrologers Stall. I am Pleione, but you can call me Starstruck, and what is your request?"


Her hair fell in her eyes ruining her business look and because of that she sorta lost her posture and everything. Her smile brightened and her eyes twinkled like Orion's belt. Her robe was blue and purple, matching her rooms and her shoes were bright green with blue laces, all neon, and none of it matching her out fit.

[Sorena Feather]

Sorena had actually sat upon the desk, because she had not seen the chair. Besides, being small and being able to leap heights that could not have been possible as a human was something that Sorena could never get tired of. Nodding in reply to the lady's question as to guessing that her name was 'Bui', Sorena wished, for not the last time, that she could speak, but there seemed to be something that kept her from doing so. Frowning in annoyance in not being able to speak, Sorena pointed at her throat and made an 'x' over it in an attempt to get the idea across to Pleione that she couldn't speak.

Then Sorena shrugged, in way of saying that it didn't really matter, and then waved her paw in a circle towards herself, as if saying to move on.

OOC;; Not done, I had to get off all the sudden.