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Subject: **Pearl stops by and crouches by the two, looking at Dartpaw uneasily, then Snowrudder** 'Ey Snow, what's wrong? Are you okay? I don't wanna intrude, and sorry for bein' blunt, but you look... *searches for the right word* ...down? Author: Pearl Streamsong [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 00:57:06 08/16/04 Mon Author Host/IP: adsl-210-29-65.mco.bellsouth.net/68.210.29.65 In reply to: Snowrudder Broadback 's message, "*An otter walks into the main grounds of the Fort from a corner of the wall. He is wearing a red jacket, and is carrying a good sized basket with him. However, his face wears a very thin smile like that of a beast after being at sea for many years. When he reaches a certain place, he stops. Looking around, he lets out a long sigh and proceeds to sit down on the ground. Placing the basket by his side, he pulls out a nicely embroidered cloth and sets it on the ground. Slowly, he takes certain food items and places them on the cloth. After a few minutes of slowly taking out items and placing them on the cloth, he stops and surveys what he had done. Wiping a tear away from his eye, the otter bows his head as if to have a moment of silence. However, the tears dripping from his eyes cannot be hidden as they fall onto the cloth*" on 22:40:45 08/14/04 Sat [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *Snow looks up to Pearl* A'oy, matey. Sorry te let ye see me as this..bu' I can' 'elp it. Ye see....'tis been a while since 've 'ad a picknic....'specially wi' me family. Well...ye see, me wife....*Snow stops for a few seconds to collect himself, then continues*....me wife 'as been gone fer a while. An' me daughter...I 'aven' seen 'er fer a while either. So....'avin' a picknic by meself, 'tis a bi' emotional. *He looks down to the spread on the cloth, then looks back up to Pearl with a slight smile on his face* If'n ye'd like, ye c'n join us 'ere. 'Tain't nay formal invitation. I'd be glad te 'ave friends te join in 'an enjoy this 'ere food. (NT) Snowrudder Broadback 19:41:22 08/16/04 Mon