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Date Posted: 12:53:07 10/18/03 Sat
Author: Saverill
Subject: **eyes flicker lightly as she hears this new proclimation. She shakes her head, not laughing but is highly amused; says quietly, but audibly* that wildcat won't listen, he's far too dense to know whats good for him.
In reply to: Cyrus Jadefire 's message, "** The wildcat stumbles, making his way ever so slowly up the path to the fort. Just within sight of it, he collapses, fainting again from blood loss. The passing merchants had done everything they could to help him, but they weren't healers. He rises again, stepping, with the stout wood of his glaive handle supporting him. His grave wounds were stitched reather messily, lending to his formidable appearance. He reaches the gates slowly, raising the staff to knock. On losing his support, he collapses again, banging his head against the wood of the gates. as he lay unconscious, the rain begins to fall, peppering his fur with water.**" on 18:14:29 10/07/03 Tue


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  • *She stiffens slightly at the sound of Rill's voice, but says nothing; in her heart, she rather agrees with her. Taking a long strip of gauze, she winds it firmly around the wildcat's chest.* (NT) -- Myst, 17:58:30 10/18/03 Sat
  • *He speaks quietly, matching Rill's voice. He knows she (somehow) saw his (concealed) movements, putting arrow to bow, and he knew he had to protect this creature. The slaughtering of innocent creatures was an honor-injury to the fox.* Watch your tongue, *he murmurs* Or you might find I've cut it out, Saverill... (He's heard her name before in case anyone's wondering...) (NT) -- Ruok Snowfox, 17:35:59 10/19/03 Sun
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