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 Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:25 am
"It is pretty stupid," she concurred as she rolled the little bundle of fur around boredly, "and very squishy. You could've gone for something a little more interesting, Cry."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:29 am
"Yeah, there're lots of other things that are much better. Like cheetahs!" he said without thinking, gesturing to his own purring cat before catching his self-sabotage. "I mean - no, not a cheetah. Lots of other things, like..." Well, he was sure there were other things that were not cheetahs, but he couldn't think of any at that moment.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:32 am
"Caimans," she continued the sentence without looking up, still prodding the foxbun about, ""or snakes. Or at least an eaglehound, or a lynx."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:34 am
"Yes, those," Death had meant any of those. All those were good choices, good predators. "Something with teeth, damn it."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:35 am
"Foxbuns," he informed pedantically, "have teeth."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:38 am
"Teeth." He said with scorn. "Tiny teethies, several times smaller than its teensy squishy self. How useful."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:41 am
"What would you do with a foxbun?" Finally becoming even more bored of pushing it around than bored of doing nothing, she rolled it over in Cry's general direction with the question.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:42 am
Cry put a precise hoof out to stop the poor creature's tumble. "Gather herbs."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:46 am
Cue stood still. Very very still. If there had been a tree right next to her, she would have been compelled to put her forehead to it. "...Of course." It had been careless. Very very careless. Of her to entirely forget Cry's conclusion of their cheetah escapade. Very.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:49 am
"HEY." Death noted very sharply, back and neck straight, jostling his cheetah who let out a disgruntled mew. "Mother may be stupid enough to believe that, but I most certainly am NOT."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:51 am
He righted the foxbun and dusted it off, unfazed. "It shall aid me."
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:56 am
"I imagine, by plucking delicate herbs with its stupid little paws." He sneered, highly unimpressed by the placid way the foxbun was taking to being manipulated by a hoof.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:58 am
"Precisely." He continued his ministrations.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:59 am
Cue stared at Cry's fastidious foxbun-grooming meditatively. It was hard to tell if he was joking, it always was. Even for a joke, however, this was rather far in the game. The foxbun was starting to gleam.
"Are you serious?" she finally said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 12:01 pm
"Quite," he leaned down to inspect his handiwork, smoothed down a few more tufts, then nudged it around to face his audience, "I shall call it Own."
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