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Post by duckflesh on Aug 1, 2003 23:32:27 GMT -5
**Hack the Rat yawns, leaning back and closing his eyes as he sees them head towards the strawberry patch**
Now, dun you girls go far from miss Kamy, I'd never firgive myself if you got hurt.
**The tracker follows them closely, staying stealth just to amuse himself, and also because he's attempting to catch glimpses of Kami's rear through the trees. His garb and skill would probably allow him to remain unseen even if you stared straight at him.**
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 2, 2003 0:37:28 GMT -5
::Kamy looks back at Hack; 'He's a goodbeast, Hack is,' she thinks to herself. Assured that she's no longer within earshot (of him, at least; she feels the fur on the back of her neck raise for some reason, but can't figure out what for. 'Eh, paranoia,' she reasons.) She throws out her blanket across a nice patch of grass amidst the bushes; she sits, placing her staff within paw's grasp as always; she pats the blanket:: "C'mon, girls, let's have a bit of a snack . . . we ought to taste the berries, just to make sure they're fit to eat, right?" ::she winks; the girls giggle and plop down to enjoy a berry tasting. Taking a look around and not seeing anyone near, she asks the girls: :: "So, er, how long has your Uncle Ducky been taking care of you?"
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 2, 2003 0:57:44 GMT -5
**Gavrilla looks up from shoving berries in her mouth**
He Ado-pt-ed us a few months ago. He's real neat!
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 2, 2003 1:06:06 GMT -5
::laughing a bit, she gently wipes a blue berry stain from Mapuana's chin:: "Oh? Where did he adopt you girls from?"
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 2, 2003 12:42:30 GMT -5
**Mapuana pipes up this time**
The orphanage in the woods!
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 2, 2003 18:11:51 GMT -5
"Does Uncle Ducky take good care of you? He's a good Uncle, right?"
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 2, 2003 19:25:24 GMT -5
**Mapuana nods**
He's great! He plays with us and gives us presents and stuff! Only he's not here a lot...
**The tracker sighs and plays with one of his arrows, listening to their conversation but not taking any real interest in it**
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 2, 2003 20:17:24 GMT -5
::'Well, it sounds like he's a good guardian for them--they love him,' Kamy thinks to herself. 'Maybe he's not such a bad guy after all. I'll wait and see, for a little longer.':: "Not here a lot? Well, where does he go? What's he doing?"
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 2, 2003 20:33:13 GMT -5
**Eqlantine speaks up suddenly**
Usually he just tells us he has business outside of the camp. A few times lately he's mentioned the Red Castle, but he never says much.
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 2, 2003 21:10:58 GMT -5
::Interest perks up:: "What does he say about the Red Castle? Are they bad there?" ::Kamy leans back on her elbows, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her fur, but somehow still feeling uneasy::
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 2, 2003 21:30:45 GMT -5
**Eqlantine stays silent, a frown on her face, and Mapuana starts to sob quietly. Gavrilla stands on her tip toes and whispers into Kamy's ear**
They killed our parents... you shouldn't talk 'bout it 'round Mapuana.
*Eqlantine rolls her eyes and and fiddles with her basket**
**Meanwhile, Hack has dosed off, and the tracker off in the trees is still listening, considering if there's some way he could make it hotter out so the young mouse would remove some of her clothing**
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 2, 2003 21:38:39 GMT -5
::gives Mapuana a kiss on the forehead and wipes her tears away:: "Oh, honey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad . . . . ::Having doubts now about the dangers of the camp, or the dangers of the Abbey, she's not sure what to believe. But, she can't very well leave now, not knowing what's going on, if the girls are truly in better hands here. The only option now is . . . well, to stay. For now. Picking Mapuana up (a great effort, since squirrels are quite larger than mice and all), she looks to the others: :: "Well, it seems we've got enough berries to make a enough scones for the entire camp . . . Whaddaya say we go on home now? ::Her stomach turns as she calls that place home, but she just can't figure out why . . . still, she smiles and tries to be energetic. For the girls.::
((Hahaha, man, you're a perv, Duck!))
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 3, 2003 1:03:08 GMT -5
**The tracker moans softly, no longer having the energy or the will to follow silently, and he crawls away from them over to Hack, shaking the rat awake**
...Whu? Oh, Flint, what in god's name are you doin' here?
I jus stopped by for a look, Hackey. C'mon, time to go home, here they come.
A look... aw, dammit, flinty, your'e a horny fox!
**the fox offers him a broad grin, then turns towards the girls, who are just now coming into view. Hack waves**
'Ello, girls, did you have a nice time?
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 3, 2003 9:43:57 GMT -5
::Carrying an armload of squirrelmaid, and another armload of berry-filled baskets, she stumbles over with two other squirrelmaids skipping around her, chasing each other in sport. Doing her best not to trip over the girls, she smiles and manages to wave a paw:: "Oh, Hack, we've got enough berries to last ten seasons, what with these girls a-pickin'!" ::She looks over to the fox; though she's never seen him before, the fur on the back of her neck raises. She's got no reason to mistrust him, but something just doesn't sit right with this beast. Nevertheless, she smiles, letting Mapuana down to play with her sisters ((I think they're her sisters, at least?); she manages to give a rather ungraceful curtsy towards the fox: :: "Oh . . . Uh, hi there . . . . ex . . . excuse me, I'd shake your paw, but, uh, well . . . " ::she motions to her already-full paws:: "We oughta get back to the camp, before their Uncle comes home . . . we've got a ton of work to do!
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 3, 2003 11:50:26 GMT -5
**Hack and Flint exchange a knowing glance before looking back to Kamy**
Their uncle... yes, well, come to think of it, I suppose he might not be too long yet. Here, let us help you with them baxkets...
((Gavrilla and Eqlantine are sisters, Mapuana is of no relation. I can finally remember their names without looking at my profile :D))
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