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Date Posted: 06/14/07 4:08pm
Author: Zidane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 06/14/07 3:47pm

(He was content holding her and the bairn, trying not to think to much and just feel instead. Her soft words made him still and he cocked his head to look down at her as she said them, trying to guage her mood, and found himself gazing wistfully. He found that he wanted to know her dreams, her aspirations.. her likes and dislikes.. he wanted to know everything. He was smiling as she spoke more about the bairns and his family, and nodded, feeling quite pleased that she was starting to embrace their culture all the more, to see the promise that he saw when he looked at the wee dragons. With a soft little sigh, he shifted the whelp into his arms, cradling him close against his chest and watching with a smirk on his face as she settled Sarah on the sofa. Somewhere in the back of his mind he had known they would meet the others sooner or later, but was a little surprised when the three older whelps came bursting into the room and herded his woman right out of the room. He lifted his hand to his chin where she had kissed him, fingering the spot as he watched her silvery hair retreating. He heard a soft cluck and looked over to see his cousin eyeing him suspiciously.) Dinna even start wi' me, Heather. (He said grumpily, but started to coo to the little male in his arms as he went to join Nathan, who offered him a cold beer and a spot on the porch. They sat inthe shade, watching the whelps and Bree play out on the lawn. The ruckus attracted the other children, and soon there were nine children playing with her in the yarn. He leaned back in his chair as Heather handed him the little female she had been holding, and cuddled her in close to her brother. It was so easy to sit there, holding the bairn and sipping a cold beer, to feel like this was where he was meant to be.)

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inside -- Bree, 06/14/07 4:16pm
- Inside -- Zidane, 06/14/07 4:30pm
  - inside -- Sabrina, 06/14/07 5:00pm
    - Inside -- Zidane, 06/14/07 9:39pm
      - inside -- Bree, 06/14/07 10:02pm
        Inside -- Zidane, 06/14/07 10:16pm
        inside -- Bree, 06/14/07 10:24pm
        Zidane -- Zidane, 06/14/07 10:36pm
        inside -- Bree, 06/14/07 10:42pm
        Inside -- Zidane, 06/14/07 10:51pm