Re: The vixen rocked her chair back, watching the cat's face. She spoke what she guessed to be both their thoughts, "This is boring..Shall we sit in silence or do something? Both are exceptable choices.. " -- The Salamandastron Dance

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Subject: Re: The vixen rocked her chair back, watching the cat's face. She spoke what she guessed to be both their thoughts, "This is boring..Shall we sit in silence or do something? Both are exceptable choices.. "

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Trix

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Date Posted: 17:23:10 10/26/04 Tue
In reply to: Paleheart Corazon 's message, "tabby cat" on 10:58:46 10/25/04 Mon

>The tabby cat strode in, looking around casually for
>the bar. She found it instantly and quickly settled
>into a chair, calling out almost in a soft voice for
>wine.
>
>The wine was brought. She was careful not to spill it
>onto her black tunic, but sipped gently. Nobody here
>but her, no one at all. Of course, there was a jackal,
>mouse, and a few otters and squirrels around, but
>hardly enough to fill the hall. Hardly anybody here.
>
>She sipped the wine, feeling strange. She felt that
>this place was just going to waste, the great rafters
>and tables and chairs all useless. But surely there
>was someone else that came here now and then.
>
>Paleheart kept on sipping the wine, drifting off into
>memories of her own, staring at the blank wall, just
>thinking.

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