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 Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:13 pm
Caleb looked up. Something in the room had changed. Looking around, he saw...nothing. His head went back into the book.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:15 pm
The fox saw a golden pen nib, and, interested, it slunk over as soundless and stealthy as a mouse, and used a black paw to scraped at the top of the desk.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:19 pm
Caleb heard something scratching. He instantly turned to the sound. To his surprise, he found a red fox. "....Why are you in my home?" He questioned.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:22 pm
The fox squealed, his ears flat against his head.
He struggled, and, placing hiss paws on a nearby chair, he hit the pen nib off the desk.
The fox dribbled it along the floor with his paw and backed away into a corner.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:55 pm
Caleb stood. Following the fox into the corner, his slender sheet white fingers came out of the robe. Crouching, he picked up the pen nib. Then he looked at the fox. His hands became hidden in the robes again, as the sleeves tried to seize the fox.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:58 pm
The fox yelped and then sidejumped out of the way.
He growled, and then looked around for something, but in dismay.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:02 pm
Caleb turned. He tried once again, the sleeves bolting towards the fox.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:04 pm
The fox phasescratched at his hand, and then began to bark something along the lines of human words.
"KIHD!"
[[He has experience.]]
He looked at Caleb and then growled, baring his teeth.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:10 pm
Caleb towered over the small fox. Looking down upon it. His hidden hands turned into fists.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:13 pm
The fox began to shiver, but when Moé entered the room, it instantly ran over to her, whining like a happy dog, its bushy tail wagging.
Moé knelt down and produced a plate of gourmet-level food form a portal, and the fox began to eat from it.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:18 pm
Caleb looked up, seeing his student. "...Does this animal belong to yourself?" He questioned.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:23 pm
Moé tilted her head, and then began to laugh.
She stood, and then began to walk away, still laughing for some reason.
The fox finished the food, and, with his nose, began to move the plate along the floor towards the kitchen.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:30 pm
Caleb stared back at her with confusion as she walked away. He looks at the fox, concluding that it had to belong to her. He walked back to the leather chair and sat down, being to read again.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:33 pm
A few seconds later,the plate hit the wall somewhat, and the sound of someone picking up the plate and walking through the hallways could be heard.
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 5:37 pm
Caleb's head came out of the book. Unsure what it was. He placed the book onto the table. He pushed himself out of the chair. Walking out of the study and towards the noise.
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