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 Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 8:51 am
Poison frowns at the pretty flowers. "If these aren't what you need, maybe you could try further east, near the clear ponds? There are lots more flowers there."
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 2:25 pm
The trouble is, Peeper doesn't know much about courting, either. He sighs, a big deep thing, and settles down on his stomach to study the flowers. "Maybe it just can't be flowers. I should go looking for something more spectacular. Bigger."
If only he knew what.
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 6:01 pm
"Oooh, maybe you should get him a songbird. That would make him happy, right? A pretty bird to sing to him when you aren't there?" She grins at the idea. That would be a great courting gift!
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:24 am
Peeper hesitates, one ear flicking back. "Uh. I don't think songbirds are ... quite his type of thing." No. He could see Nettle snapping after the tail of one, frankly, and that would be -- bad. "But it's somewhere to start!" Unless there are a colony of cranky songbirds, though, he's pretty sure something quieter would be wise.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:51 am
"Perhaps you will find something more suitable as you search," Hue suggests, cautiously. "Many good discoveries are accidental." Songbirds are not exactly quiet and restrained, and tend to flit about in search of new things. Probably not the best choice for someone cranky.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 10:15 am
Poison was confused. How could anyone not like songbirds? They made you feel happy...but if Peeper's friend was perpetually cranky, what would get along with him. "Are there cranky animals he might get along with? Like an owlcat? Or, or something?" Poison didn't really know anything about courting, so she was jumping for high branches.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 2:10 pm
"I don't know. But I'll have to look!" He bounces in place-- it's one of those startling movements from him, all long and bouncing. "Thank you for the help, Hue, and you too, Poison." He bumps shoulders with each, affectionately, before he heads off at a lope. Once he's decided to do something, Peeper just goes and does it.
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