Sheep in the Meadow

[FELICITY MONAHAN]

She awoke as if from a pleasantly deep sleep, her empty and impressionable young mind embracing the new day's bright sun above her with complete innocence. The tall grass and wildflowers tickled her caramel-colored skin and caught wisps of her curly blonde hair. Lifting one hand up to block out the blinding sun as she opened her eyes, she saw that there was a slip of laminated paper looped around her wrist. She sat up and looked at it curiously.

"Fe-li-ci-ty Mon-a-han," the girl sounded out the words printed on her wristband. That was her name, wasn't it? It rolled off her tongue more easily than the rest of what was written there. "0.057, Sheep Mix." She had no idea what that meant.

The paper bracelet was a pretty robin's egg blue color, so she kept it on. Then she noticed she was wearing a hospital gown of the same shade. It tied in two places at the back but still left her butt exposed. She thought of taking it off, but she couldn't think how to untie it and so just left it on. The thing that bothered her, as she tried to stand up and failed, was her feet. They were hooves. Their surface area on the bottom wasn't designed for supporting the weight or musculature of a humanoid. Every time she tried to stand, she fell back down again. Finally, she just gave up, tears streaming down her chubby-cheeked face in frustration.

Felicity had no idea where she was, or even who she was beyond her name. Was this a place that should be familiar to her? Did she live in this meadow? She felt like she could, but nothing registered in her brain one way or the other. It was like being plopped down randomly somewhere as a newborn with no preconceptions or memories. She hoped someone would come along and explain things to her...

[Faye Cherie Duquette]

you sound so i n n o c e n t
so full of good intent
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A butt! There was a butt.

Faye covered her eyes with her fingers, startled. She had come to the meadow to pick some flowers; everyone needed some color to brighten up their day every now and then. She expected to see the pretty, saturated color of the petals, and the warm light from the sun heating the top of her head (she liked that, it always made her hair a little lighter). She hadn't been counting on a full moon. She had never seen someone else's butt! She was anxious just about showing her stomach in a two-piece swimsuit.

She peeked through her fingers in time to see the butt fall onto the ground, hidden in the grass. She lowered her hands, though she could tell that her face was probably a rich shade of scarlet. She noticed the girl's shoulders shaking. Was she crying? Faye ran out into the clearing, afraid that the girl might be hurt. "Hello? Hello!" she called, stopping several yards behind her. She was afraid to go too close. The girl was wearing the same type of gown she had to wear when she was in the hospital for croup. Had she been in the hospital?

Faye paused, confused. There weren't any hospitals around here... "Um. Just so you know, you can kind of..." she paused and the color in her face deepened. She inched forward a little bit and dropped her voice to a stage whisper, embarrassed to actually say it out loud. "You can kind of see your butt in that." A nervous giggle escaped her mouth and she pulled herself back so she was standing straight as a ruler, as if she could somehow make herself invisible by leaning away. How embarrassing for that girl, though! If someone ever saw her own butt, she thought she would die.

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NOTES !?;; Bahahaha butt. xD
STATUS !?;; Done. :]
TAGGED !?;; Felicity!
WORDS !?;; 304.
OUTFIT !?;; CLICKEH
LYRICS !?;; 'king of anything' - sara bareilles
CREDIT !?;; JADE !? @ caution 2.0

[FELICITY MONAHAN]

At the sound of someone calling out, Felicity abruptly stopped crying and turned to face whoever was speaking. Her ears pricked up slightly at the sight of a little girl standing there. The first thing she noticed was that the girl's ears and feet were different from her own, and she seemed to have no trouble staying up. She was also wearing a black-and-white plaid shirt and dark shorts. And when she spoke, her face reddened. Felicity thought that was strange.

"My butt?" she repeated after the girl, reaching a hand back to pat it as if to make sure. It was then that she discovered she had a tiny tail, hairless and unmovable, but a tail nonetheless. She cocked her head to the side and looked at the little girl quizzically.

"I have a tail," she said matter-of-factly. "Do you have a tail?"

She scooted in the grass towards the girl, looking as if she expected her to drop trou and show her.