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 Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 10:54 am
Rojiza smiles and stands up, holding the wee fox-babe in her arms. She carries him over to his mother and offers him to her with a fond smile.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 11:17 am
Marissa looks up at Rojiza and chuckles. "Oh, it seems a certain little boy has grown sleepy," she says. Standing, she takes her son, whose only protest is a long-winded sigh.
Marissa looks Rojiza in the eyes. "Thank you, Ro darling," she croons, genuinely grateful for the assistance, "You were a wonderful help." Marissa touches her chin playfully with her index finger and turns to leave, adjusting the near-comatose Kale in her arms; he was getting heavier every day.
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 9:19 am
Gwynna Chirilo It took a moment to understand Caroline's speech, but soon enough Gwynna caught the rhythm. She nodded; growing up in a gypsy caravan, she was familiar with the banyas, although she didn't have one for herself. "Yes, of course," Gwynna agreed. "I take it there's been.. news, then, of sorts?" The woman glanced around the fireside at the other caravan-members gathered there. Nusa held Caroline's hand carefully between her paws, sniffing at her skirts and skin. Talking was just noise; having her ears scritched was much more interesting.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 11:19 am
Gwynna chewed thoughtfully on the inside of her cheek. "I don't believe I know Kale... But I suppose we'll all be affected somehow."
Nusa shuffled back over to her mother, demanding affection. Gwynna obliged happily, ruffling the soft red fur and stroking Nusa's fuzzy little ears. The red panda chirred, curling up and wrapping her tail around her body.
The gypsy smiled and turned back to Caroline. "Anything else I should know?" she asked, absently stroking the soft bundle of Nusa on her lap.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 11:33 am
"The only other thing I can think of is 'woodland choice.' That's been comin' up in quite a parcel of Banya fortunes. We're comin' up fast on Twiggle Forest. We'll have to wait and see if it's annathing, or whether we're just being paranoid."
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 11:58 am
"Woodland Choice," Gwynna murmured, turning the phrase over in her mind. Her Nusa was clearly a woodland animal; fond of climbing trees and she had emerged from a flute made of a strange wood Gwynna didn't recognize. She also had no Banya bird to spew fortunes; perhaps she would invest in one.
Nusa yawned loudly, displaying white teeth and a little pink tongue. Gwynna giggled. "I think that's our sign to depart for the evening." She rose swiftly, expertly transferring Nusa upwards, holding her close to her chest. "I thank you for your information." With a swish of her skirts, the gypsy and her daughter went back to their wagon; Nusa to nap and Gwynna to mull over the fragments of prophecy.
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