Tulip licked her lips as she waited patiently by the manor's gates. She was expected to greet the guests but her mind wondered if she was the best servant to do this...after all, she wasn't in peak physical condition.
" Oh dear lord hurry up! " she cursed under her breath, her red eyes glinting with impatience and...eagerness?
As she waited, Tulip could see the villagers pondering about and sometimes raise their heads to peer into the mansion grounds. They expected to see the guests and perhaps catch a glimpse of the annual ball, but their frowns and disapproving looks revealed they did not see what they desired.

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Saga growled silently, his eyes narrowed as he paced the halls in his tail-coat. How was he meant to do his job? There were no guests!
Chewing his bottom lip, the wolf boy stopped pacing and gazed longingly out of a close-by window. The stars were non-existent and the darkening sky had no moon to gaze at. Saga felt despair grip his heart. He didn't remember ever seeing the moon or stars, but he read about them in the library when he wasn't caught. He loved the picture-books while had pictures of the night sky and the shining, glowing stars with the large, round moon that seemed to be the crown jewel of the night as the stars were the diamonds. Saga sighed, his eyes casted to the red carpeted floor as a saddened look crossed his face.

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Skylark pondered through the silent halls. His footsteps silence and purposeful as his eyes glanced continously around the empty hallway. So a ball is being held? he thought. Oh this is a perfect chance to look around while all the servants are distracted.
Skylark shut his eyes briefly as a gleeful look passed his face. However his eyes shot open in surprise as he felt himself crash into a hard, clothed body. His eyes snapped up to meet two red, glowing dots.
His face slowly paled but the paling quickened when he noticed the drops of blood falling from the faceless purple-bunny boy's face.
" OH HOLY S***! " Skylark shriecked like a woman and shuffled away, his eyes wide in fear and disgust. " WHAT THE (insert many colourful words) IS WRONG WITH YOUR (insert more colourful words) FACE?! "
Bonnie, the being Skylark had crashed into, tilted his head as his jaw slowly moved as he uttered some words. " W-what a-arrr-e you t-t-t-talking abo-o-o-o-o-out? " his voice said in a glitching way.
Upon hearing his voice, Skylark raised his hands and stuttered out a quick 'nothing' before running away.

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Red wondered the busy streets. Many people crashed into him as buzzed excitement was in all their voices. " Another ball! " a women squealed. " I wonder if it will be better then the last? "
" I hope so " the woman's accompanying man replied. " That last one was a little disappointing when it came to the guests...they were...disgusting "
Red rolled his eyes upon hearing this conversation. This apparently popular ball seemed like a huge thing. This was the first time Red had ever heard of it so he didn't know much and it wasn't his fault for hardly being there for a year.
" Hey, you " Red suddenly said, grasping a woman by the shoulder and turning her to face him. His red eyes piercing her delicate blue ones. " What is this ball everyone is talking about? "
The woman was silent for a few second before bursting out into laughter. Her laughter abruptly stopped when she saw Red's un-amused face.
" E-er...your not serious...are you? " she questioned lightly, causing Red's grip to tighten and his glare to grow.
" I am perfectly serious " he growled through gritted teeth. " Now speak "
The woman looked scared for a brief moment before shrugging. " Fine, allow me to explain... "
And with that, she did.

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" SILVER! " Dark yelled at the top of his voice, grasping the small boy by the shoulder and spinning him around. " WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING?! "
Tears pricked the corners of Silver's eyes as he stuttered out a reply. " C-carrying plates..t-to the ha-hall " he muttered and hiccuped in fear and sadness.
" It is almost NIGHT you moron! Do you want to smash those plates?! " Dark yelled furiously, shaking the small boy.
" N-no! " Silver squealed, tears now streaming down his face.
With that, Dark grabbed the plates from the smaller boy's hands and began walking away,
" D-dark! " Silver cried after him. " I-I need to do that o-or Pupettera w-will get angry a-at me! "
" Shut the hell up, any punishment the b****** tries to give you I will take it...after all I chose to take the stupid plates so you won't drop them " the taller boy replied.
Silver's bottom lip trembled. " B-but... "
" Shut the hell up! Your so irritating " Dark harshly said, continuing his journey with Silver trailing behind.

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Toby ran around the kitchen, his arms flailing around him. " SO MUCH FOOD! " he squealed out, his eyes gleaming behind his orange goggles.
" GET THE HELL OUT OF MY KITCHEN! " an angry female chef yelled as she raised a broom to shoo Toby away with. Toby squealed before sprinting out of the kitchen only to run into the wall opposite the kitchen doors in the hallway. The chef laughter rang out as she slammed the door shut.
Toby groaned and rubbed his face, the area around his goggles soar from them digging into his skin.
" Stupid chef... " he growled. " I'll get revenge by putting a ghost chili in her food... "

Coradrawa

Kyra steps out of the coach, Banja following her as she paid the man. She reaches the gates and sees a woman that looked to be around her age with red hair and a gown. "Would this be the place for the ball?" she asks the woman curiously. Banja sits by her side, her eyes searching the mansion.

Dusk walks on a path, following the directions the strange man had given him. The mansion in sight as he straightens his clothes before continuing towards it. His mind wonders, thinking of reasons why he would of been invited to this ball.

Scarlet walks through the woods, her redish-purple eyes piercing through the darkness from under the trees. She reaches the edge of the woods walking out towards a group of people, not making eye contact with any of them. She wondered if they were a part of the ball also.

Sirena climbs out of a coach near the gates and smiles. "This ought to be fun," she says to herself as she walks towards the large gates. She sees two woman, one in front and one behind the gates, noticing one with a wolf at her side.

Slayton steps through the gates of the manor, fixing his bow tie as he goes. He had no real clue why he had been sent here, but he was glade to be someplace new so he could speak with new ghost for a change. Every manor had ghosts right? He hoped these would be friendly towards them, him and Gatekeeper, his canine, that was. They both seemed to have little interest in the ball that was going to be held in the Manor, but more so in the story of whom had died there. If there was anything worst to ask a ghost it was how they died. Slayton smiles as he has this amusing thought, and takes the stairs two at a time for no reason. He stops at the door waiting on the woman in front of him to finish asking the servant if this was the place of the ball.

Maggie steps out of her couch wagon, taking in the sweet aroma of the flowers. The couch driver clears his throat, clearly eager to leave with his pay. Maggie sighs, hands his the coins, then takes slow steps towards the manors doors. Stardust meows as she perches on the womans shoulder, purring as she rubs her furry face across Maggie's. Maggie stops at the flower bed, smelling of a large red rose, its sent the sweetest of them all. "We'er at a manor, a real manor!" the woman exclaims.

(Tell me if this is good. ^^)

Colette was already displeased with how the villagers had treated her and now felt angry at the servant for commanding her to follow them. Deep inside she knew that they were actually being quite nice but it still irritated her for them to treat her so. She followed the maid who had spoken to her to a door and the maid opened it. Colette entered the room Celeste following closely behind. She nodded curtly to the maid to show some thanks. She closed the door and looked down at the dress on the bed and gasped. It was wonderful.

(Can't do others right now.)

Iryne stepped out of a simpleishish coach, trying not to trip over her extra long, black dress (Which unfortunately was her fanciest. It's sorta shiny and you know, pretty. And poofy.). Snowdrop flapped out and onto her shoulder. "This is nice..." She said, looking around. (What's the weather?) [Adding more stuff] She walked off towards the manor, probably where the ball was being held.

(Why did you ping me Fur?)

(Here's the rest Cora)

Angelica walked toward the mansion her foot step heavy. She looked down at her clothes and sighed. She looked even more like a pauper now, which she had thought was impossible. She huffed as she started walking up a hill her skirt- or what was left of it- getting caught on the rocks every now and then. Maria and Gabriel awoke and popped their heads out of her pockets. "Have a good nap?" Angelica asked panting from the effort of walking. The rabbits rubbed against her yawning. The girl smiled. "Almost... There" She said between pants.



Draco had just arrived and walked into the door. he looked around wondering what he was to do. He brushed off the dirt on his travel coat and stood there standing straight waiting to be noticed.

(I pinged everyone because I'm kinda a bit confused. It's always a bit awkward for me to jump into a new RP.)

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Maggie felt her Jaw drop when the man (Draco) comes into view. 'Isn't he Handsome...' she thinks to herself, a stupid smile on her face. 'Should i go say hello?' she wonders as she stares at him. she was suddenly embarrassed, her red and black dress not being the fanciest at the party. She turns away from view, hurriedly wiping away the invisible dirt from her dress before turning around. 'Im going to do it, I'll go say hi.' She takes a stride forward, hoping he would see her first.

@Hawkeye

Draco looked around the room his eyes lingering on a few of the guests. It seemed that some were for far away lands, farther then he had ever thought to travel. He continues his search for a servant to ask about the invitation. his eyes stop as he sees a young woman walking in his direction. He stands straighter wondering if it was he she was walking toward. She had a rare beauty that made her stand out even with her simple dress. In honesty the dress might actually make her beauty even more radiant. As she got closer to him that it could be no mistake her mission he bowed deeply. "What do I owe the honor of being graced by such a beautiful sight?" He asked standing straight again.