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Subject: **She is silent, but nods sagely as she slips into the trees in front of her friend. Her bright eyes are wide awake as she looks from side to side and into the trees above her head, watching for any movment about her. She knows Rio will tell her more when the time is right** Author: Aislynn [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:05:39 03/12/02 Tue In reply to: Rio 's message, "**Rises as well and shoulders his haversack. Heading into the woods he holds back a branch for the vixen and lets her go ahead, with a bow. A slight glimmer of a grin sweeps his face before disappearing** Aye, bettah t'leave in quiet girl, oi already got me enough 'tention from 'is royal 'ighnesses as it is. **Pulling his sword from his belt he whispers softly** There's enemies 'round 'ere Ais, oi caught soight o' the ones wot did in Astriana wen oi was a-lookin' fer somebeast. Keep yer eyes open and yer wits 'bout yer. Don' want t'bring y'back in two pieces now. Eh?" on 02:01:06 03/12/02 Tue [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date **His sword twirls casually in his paws, but his jaw muscles are tense. Astriana's last words echo in his mind as he walks, his eyes dart around as he looks for the landmarks that would lead him to where he and Aislinn are heading. A blackened and charred stump looms up in their line of sight and Rio stops beside it. Resting a paw against it he walks around the base, staring intently at the new grass growing around it. Half way around he stops and bends to the ground, a small piece of charred bark has been carved out of the stump and lays partly concealed in the grass. Grinning he turns to face Aislinn** Nearly dere, she knows we is comin' an' she's safe fer naow. She would nae 'ave done this otherwoise. Come on les' go. We gotta catch 'er up. **As they continue on the sounds of the camp behind them have all but died away, leaving them in silence as they travel** (NT) Rio 03:46:08 03/13/02 Wed **The vixen studies the charred stup for a moment, unsure of what its purpose is besides a signal. She shrugs and continues on the path they are creating for themselves, padding along quietly. (OOC: Is it day or night? I was under the impresion it was daylight...) The droning of insects make a soft music in the still air, broken occasionally by the sounds of the stream babbling behind them.** (NT) Aislynn 06:46:30 03/13/02 Wed OOC: Sort of, dusk is a bit more accurate BIC: **Slipping silenty through the woods the young vole's whisker twitch nervously. The lowering night distorts the shadows, the tall oak trees seem twisted, deformed to his one-eyed vision. Knowing his fears are unfounded he flexes his claws over the handle of his sword. He can hear the red vixen's breath close behind him and with a curse slows down.** Bio t'dark gates, we makes a lot o' noise breat'in. Best stop for a rest oi'd say. On'y a short one t'ough. **With a nod back to camp he fixes his gaze in his friend.** Oi gets a feelin' we'll be needed ba' dere raight smartly don' 'oo? (NT) -- Rio, 05:53:09 03/14/02 Thu