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 Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 4:15 pm
Westwind was performing a rather redundant task. The older Sentinel was searching for wood. In a forest. Taking that statement at face value, one might think Wes to be crazy. But as a woodcrafter, the task made more sense.
Slightly mismatched eyes lazily scanned the trees around him. He reviewed his mental list of supplies needed as he looked. He had a few types he needed to find, so he could fill his orders, but he was also on the lookout for any hidden treasures. One never knew what they might find if they kept their eyes open.
Oak and Fir were back at the tree today, resorting and cleaning. He had been working almost nonstop the last few days, and as such, his home looked like a small whirlwind had found its way in. So as his two companions took care of the chores, he was able to do something he loved, woodhunting.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 4:50 pm
Boy, would Twistumbler have his feathers in a knot when he discovered that Osprey had wandered off.
Again.
The young fledgling was growing stronger with each passing day and her wings were developing finely, though she still had a long way to go. The far from graceful fledgling had been carefully picking her way through the forest and was taking each branch at a time.
Huhp...
Huhp...
She snagged a branch with her talons, but full backwards. She clung tight, but that did not prevent her from dangling upside down.
"Noctus!"
She swore quietly and beat her wings in an attempt to lift herself rightways again.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 11:31 am
Wes, with as much attention as he put into the going-ons around him (very little), had a rather humorous reaction at the sound of a voice nearby. He jerked his head up with such force, that he nearly ran into a tree. He recovered smoothly, though, and eyes wide, went to investigate.
He found a fledgling dangling from upside down from a branch. He cocked his head and gazed quizzically at her as he landed lightly on a nearby branch.
"Uh, hey, little one. I can't imagine being upside down to be that comfortable."
Wes wasn't exactly the brightest bulb in the bunch.
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 3:49 pm
Osprey's feathers fluffed ad she peered frantically around before her golden eyes settled on Westwind.
She narrowed her eyes and grunted as she tried to swing herself upwards. "No, s'not, I dun' think. Wanna try 'n find out?"
The ungraceful fledgling had not expected the deep woods male to be about, but then again she did not put much thought into her journey before she decided to make it.
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