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Subject: **Nightbreeze smiles and says** Yes! I'm rather hungry! **She looks around** What? I'm used to stuff like that. I grew up in a tribe of mercanary foxes, you know. How do you think I became a thief? But oh well. What's for dinner?


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Date Posted: 15:45:46 10/18/01 Thu
In reply to: Whiteye 's message, "Strange" on 13:05:40 10/16/01 Tue


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She pulls a strip of meat out of her belt, and offers it to Nightbreeze. Then she remembers where it came from and hurredly stufs it back in. She cant help repeating**why did he do that? That was vary strange.**She then takes a pouch from her belt and offers some other raw meat to Nighhtbreeze. She downs one herself. (NT)Whiteye04:48:45 10/19/01 Fri


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