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Post by Tasna and Willowtail Riverend on Feb 2, 2007 15:12:08 GMT -5
*Tasna became worried* Song. Are you alright? What's wrong? *The ottermaid looked at the sqirrel with confusion* Is something bad going to happen? *She looked around them* Song? Song!
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Post by Songwind and Brawn Oakbrush. on Feb 2, 2007 21:23:58 GMT -5
I dunno Tasna...** She looked nervous, eyes wide. huddling close to Tansa, she looked up at the otter.** Somebeast is followin' us.
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Post by Kryshana Pyr on Feb 2, 2007 21:24:37 GMT -5
Scratch... I think its' this way.* Kryshana pointed in the other direction, as she watched the squirrel. There seemed to be smething wrong, but she coudltn' figure out what.* You okay, Matey? We dont' gotta go if you dont' wanna.
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Post by Songwind and Brawn Oakbrush. on Feb 2, 2007 21:38:36 GMT -5
**Songwind Oakbrush shook her head hurriedly. Not wanting to cause disruption amoung her comrades she tried to smile, but failed miserably. The pretty maid couldn't help if her agile senses felt an extra presence. The teenage squirrel looked around again, and then sighed sadly.** There's some beast near by. I don' t'ink they'll like us...
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Post by Scratchfur on Feb 2, 2007 23:30:07 GMT -5
*Looking at the direction Kryshana pointed to, Scratchy thought for a second, then started walking toward the correct bearing.* Hmm...tha' so, matey? Guess ye 'a'e a be'er idea tha' meh 'bout this. *As he made his way toward the group again, he stopped dead in his tracks as Song explained why she was feeling uncomfortable about their current situation. Looking around quickly, he suddenly transformed into a whole different beast. Unbuttoning up his coat, he reached underneath it to the right so as to make sure that his short sword was there. Finding it, he pulled his paw out from under the coat and let both rest at his sides. Looking at Song, Kryshana and Tasna, Scratchfur bid them to start heading toward where they were bound.* 'Urry y'sel'es, shipmates. 'Tain' no pla'e we be wantin' te fin' oursel'es in if'n we 'r beein' follo'ed by somebeast tha' nay wan' us 'round.
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Post by Tasna and Willowtail Riverend on Feb 3, 2007 11:03:48 GMT -5
*Tasna looked at the worried sqirrel* Maybe the beast is a vermin and doesn't like us talking to each other. *Tasna looked behind her* I don't see anyone. *She adjusted her bow so that it was in reach. Then she loosed the belt that her cutlass was attached to*
*The otter lowered her voice so that only the others could hear* Better keep your weapons handy. Just to be sure in case any beast tries something tricky. Just keep walking and look casual.
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Post by Kryshana Pyr on Feb 3, 2007 21:17:04 GMT -5
* Kryshana nodded, as she felt her side for her sword. It seemed to be there. But, if it seemed to be,than it probably would be, seeing as she would feel someone stealing it. The rattess started walking in the same direction as the others, resisting the urge to look around for whoever it was.*
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Post by Songwind and Brawn Oakbrush. on Feb 4, 2007 13:21:36 GMT -5
**Song nodded and tried to giggle, like she usually did. Smiling foolishly, she sank one paw into her skirt, feeling the primed dagger blade. She suddenly stopped, and scooped up some dust, throwing it on herself.** Its me! My fur is so bright! I can't seem normal!
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Post by Tasna and Willowtail Riverend on Feb 4, 2007 13:28:43 GMT -5
*Tasna got sprayed by the dust that Song threw onto herself and coughed. The otter rubbed dust out of her eyes and swished her paw around to clear the dust* I thought some beast would be following us. I never thought that you fur could cause all this discomfort. *Tasna wiped the dust off her clothes* Are you sure that was the problem?
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Post by Songwind and Brawn Oakbrush. on Feb 4, 2007 14:03:07 GMT -5
**Song stopped her previous activity and looked up, tears streaming.** I don't melt in with the surroundings!
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Post by Scratchfur on Feb 4, 2007 15:03:27 GMT -5
*Stopping as he heard Song begin a little lament about her being the problem, Scratchy turned around and heading back toward the others. Coming up to Song, Scratchy put a paw on Song's shoulder, trying to comfort her.* Ah, 'tain' yer faul' tha' somebeas' is 'a'in' a ba' attitu'e day, matey. 'Sides, I be' ye' when this 'ere stree' wos a bustlin' wi' acti'ity, there were a grea' many beas's tha' wore stuff jus' as bri'ht as wot yer wearin' now. So don' ye star' complainin' 'bou' 'ow ye looks, fer I be' a bun'h o' beasts woul' gi'e anythin' fer yer looks 'n such.
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Post by Tasna and Willowtail Riverend on Feb 4, 2007 17:21:57 GMT -5
*Tasna placed her paw on Song's other shoulder* It's okay Song. We all have our differences. None of us are the same. We're unique. No one cares how bright you are. And if some beast's got a problem with it, well to bad for them because guess what, you aren't going to change because of what another beast thinks. That's bein' their opinion eh? *Tasna clasped a hand over her mouth and shook her head, scolding herself* Darned otter. Ya don't want to go around giving away your...secret. Ugh.
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Post by Songwind and Brawn Oakbrush. on Feb 4, 2007 22:19:21 GMT -5
Whats wrong Tasna? **the maid looked at the otter curiously, her big brown eyes shinming from unshed tears.**
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Post by Tasna and Willowtail Riverend on Feb 5, 2007 18:00:12 GMT -5
Nothing. Nothing at all *Tasna fibbed* I'm okay. *Tasna crossed her arms* I'm just...deep in thought. There's nothing to worry about. *The otter couldn't help the anger she help against herself. She stomped ahead of the group*
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Post by Songwind and Brawn Oakbrush. on Feb 6, 2007 20:06:52 GMT -5
**Songwind looked down and wiped off the dust. smiling cherrily, and winking at all the company she moved up to Tasna, singing in a carefree manner, her beautiful voice ringing.**
Look out, look out, I see somebeast, I don't know who they are, But they don't look that nice to me, Oh some beast here my warning, Oh jup into action, 'cause I'm don't k now, jus' what to do. Helpme Help me!
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