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Subject: *As a large badger paw descends on snowrudder's right shoulder. The paw feels like a real one and a voice says aloud, to no one but snowrudder..* welcome back friend, be sad not.....*And if snowrudder were to turn in question, he would see no badger standing there over him. and the hand would be gone. No this badger isn't super-fast....but just welcoming a friend whom he had met a couple times before. With that said a strange gust of wind blew, but was gone in an instant, like a butterfly..* Author: The Ghost of Unwythe [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 23:09:39 08/18/04 Wed Author Host/IP: host-216-76-249-127.pns.bellsouth.net/216.76.249.127 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 Oh Snow, I'm sorry. I know 'ow it feels to not see somebeast you know an' love for a very long time... I can imagine what it must be like for one's mate an' daughter. Thankee for the invitation, but tell y' what- 'old on an' I'll be right back. **With that, Pearl heads off to the kitchens. A few minutes later she's back at the spot she left with a plate and a pouch.** 'Ere's some watershrimp scones I made earlier this mornin', and some hotroot powder t' sprinkle on 'em, if y'like. Good when soup takes too long t' make. (NT) Pearl Streamsong 01:52:40 08/19/04 Thu