*she slows her trot to a paced pad, entering, bearthing a slight bit more heavly* -- Feasting Hall

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Subject: *she slows her trot to a paced pad, entering, bearthing a slight bit more heavly*

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Mongoose

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Date Posted: 19:25:12 12/09/02 Mon

*she senses that something has been amiss..this room again?no one out,,except for Nightblade; whome she doesn't know; and a fox who, from here, looks a lot like her Rico..except black-furred..she sniffs, this one must not have a sent..or /is/Rico..but how did he dye his fur so fast?
Maybe it's a...but she wouldn't think one of /those/ got here..save her and her brother...
She edged towards them, takeing note of the shut kitchen door(s), if this /was/ really him..and even if it wasn't..she had to tell...looks carefully at Night and then back at Rico, walking a little bit faster, but still rather causiosly*

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