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Subject: *bustles about busily* Wull, dat wuz den, an naow bes naow, an naow yore gudd, so deres nuffink ta wurry abowt! *smiles and gives him some fish she found* Author: Furrtil [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:15:20 09/19/01 Wed In reply to: Telemain 's message, "The fool ravens couldnt hunt...They couldn't kill. They used me..and I have done terrible things...worse than vermin!! They used me like a mouse uses a sword, untill they started to starve me. Then I struck back, I took out many beasts that I had considered family that day...I'm no longer hiding my past...I was evil..." on 01:24:36 09/19/01 Wed >>Always late am I here! *Looks around him, wearing a >>green cape and golden vest, appearing disheveled with >>ragged fur.* >>Du getta furta ratta era! Vice Comander am I now! >>Back to normal I will talk, soon. I know not of what >>to talk about... >>*The fox sits down on a bench in the courtyard.* What >>should I do? *The fox lies back on the bench, humming >>"Danny Boy" to himself.* [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]