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Subject: not the best first meeting Author: ryna and sam [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:37:31 06/22/02 Sat “Adventures shall we have, me and you, Ryna and Quoth. Sounds good doesn’t it.” “Aye my lady but let us depart, hunger seems to be a looming.” “I think it is time for lunch anyway” so Ryna and Quoth headed back towards the palace. Upon the girl’s right shoulder, the place where he felt most comfortable, Quoth watched the landscape and talked non-stop. “Ryna! Where have you been? I’ve been worried si-. What is that on your shoulder?” “Daddy let me introduce you to Quoth, Quoth,” said Ryna looking at the black raven, “this is my dad.” “Take it out of here, Ryna. It’s vermin! Full of germs. You’ll catch all sorts!” “But daddy, he’s perfectly clean and-“ “These birds are vicious Ryna.” Quoth felt these were unwarranted insults and could not stand to be silent any longer, he had to speak up. “Woe to thee – most ill-favoured malapet!” he quacked. “Verily dost thou show how abject be the parenty of thine wits! No ornament or flower may this morsel be, yet mine eye findeth no delectation in thine own straggled visage! Thou hast the semblance of a wormy turnip which yea, even the famined wild hog wouldst snub.” Sam gaped at the bird. “You do seem a magnet for weird things Ryna. He seems to have a weird language. Where did you find him anyway?” “I’ll teach him our language, he’ll learn quick. I found him outside by the woods.” “He might be someone else’s pet.” “Well if he is then they didn’t look after him very well. He’ll give me something to do and someone to talk to. Please let me keep him daddy.” Ryna looked up at her father with those practiced puppy dog eyes. “Pleeeeeease.” [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]