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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 21, 2003 17:28:12 GMT -5
Brooke gives a small nod in a cool manner. "Yes, that would be myself."
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Post by LDF on Mar 21, 2003 17:57:45 GMT -5
The stranger looks over at Brooke again, saying, I 'eard that another group, I forget the name, is, well, they're goin' on sayin' stuff 'bout the Moonclaws 'n war 'n such. Just thought you might like to know... The stranger nods, sighing. It walks back over to the tree it was in, and sits at the base, muttering something quietly.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 21, 2003 18:07:06 GMT -5
Brooke's eyes become quite narrow. "What tribe?"
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Post by LDF on Mar 21, 2003 18:13:33 GMT -5
I don't know, miss, the stranger says, shaking their head slowly. I just overheard it. I live down by the lake, the one that has an island 'pon it; I was rowin' for a bit, to catch a bit o' fish, and I saw the other tribe, wot? I 'ad no idea wot they were doin' by I hid in some bushes to get a bet'er listen. I didnt 'ear much, but I 'eard 'Moonclaws' 'n 'war'. The stranger nods slightly, its back still against the tree. Sounds like a war, miss, it mutters, nodding again as it sighs.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 21, 2003 18:16:57 GMT -5
Brooke sighed and ran her fingers through her head fur, swearing to herself. "Great. Stupid bloody rumours about the tribe getting out from the Redfletches. JUST what I need to end my day with."
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Post by LDF on Mar 22, 2003 9:53:38 GMT -5
I be sorr'eh, miss, the stranger said, taking out a small knife and carving a large stick. I just 'eard it, not to sure 'bout what it means though, wot? it shakes its head, still carving, than starts whistling quietly while carving the stick into a flute.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 22, 2003 10:07:14 GMT -5
"Meh," Brooke sighed. "Every since my father started the Moonclaw tribe when he ran 'way from the old one. I dunno. Seemed every tribe 'twas against us. Kinda hurt, but we got used to it. No strangers or visitors. We could live in peace. We don't have any fighting materials on our grounds."
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Post by LDF on Mar 22, 2003 10:58:34 GMT -5
Maybe I could be of service for that, eh? the stranger asks, stuffing the knife back into their pocket, a wooden flute sitting in their lap. Would you like this? the strange asks, walking over to Brooke to give her the flute. I have tons more at home... they add, grinning slightly.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 22, 2003 14:10:49 GMT -5
"Heeh," Brooke laughed slightly. "I'm sure I can get a few tribe memebers ready in a few day's time. That trip to the orient when I was 9 has fianlly become helpful."
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Post by LDF on Mar 23, 2003 22:24:43 GMT -5
Aye, the stranger muttered, stuffing the flute into a pocket. I could be of err... help, to ya, if you need it 'o course... the stranger grins nervously, but it can hardly be seen. I'm a master swordsman, wot... they chuckled, nodding.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2003 0:05:11 GMT -5
A slight laugh is heard as a girl clad in a tunic with a sword scabard at her side walks up. She looked to be in her teens, and quite normal at first glance, but a normal human she was not. She really wasn't human at all.
"It seems that you have some troubles." she said.
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Post by calvinseviltwin on Mar 24, 2003 16:19:07 GMT -5
Brooke glances toward the new comer, not being used to humans, as her tribe is all that of anthro wolves. "I think trouble would be an understatment."
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Post by LDF on Mar 24, 2003 16:23:10 GMT -5
The stanger eyes the newcomer, there face still hidden. 'Eylo, who might you be, eh? they glance suspiciously at her. Never met a being like you, wot... they sigh, shaking their head in doubt.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2003 21:27:38 GMT -5
"hym, I can understand your trust of humans. I guess that there is no need to stay this way any longer..." she says and then starts to change in form until a green and yellow dragon was laying on the path. "I always feel cramped up in that form."
She turns towards the other who hid there face. "I take several names, but you can call me Mera." and then a bit of a smile twitches on her lips, because though she is a dragon, she is not the evil type.
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Post by LDF on Mar 25, 2003 21:34:42 GMT -5
The stranger twitches slightly, sighing quite loudly. I won't reveal meself just yet... Don't trust anyone lately... Been followed evry'where... they gruffily say, their voice in barely a whisper. Can't really trust anyone, cause of that... they shake their head, looking over at Mera.
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