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 Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 6:05 pm
 Chervil bundled herself up tighter against her three newborn kittens. Days had passed since the farm raid, but the news of the outcome still shook her up. There had been many injuries but none got to her as much as hearing about the death of Ray. That crazy old rabbit, he should have known better than to go, but his mind was all his own...and she was going to miss that about him. He had been her last breeding partner before the raid.... or now she had been his last, and sired her two young boys and a little girl.
She smiled as she groomed them gently, nestling them close to her belly. A few other rabbits had popped in to see them, or pass on their condolences, but Chervil felt no one needed them more than the three little bundles resting against her side. She knew some rabbits were never really the family type, but she had hoped that any kittens she brought into this world would at least get to lay eyes upon their father.... but all these little ones had now were words and stories for when they grew older. It almost seemed cruel to her and she had to fight back a tear and bitterly remind herself that it was the way of life.
If anything, she would do her best to do Ray proud, in her mind anyways, and tell these three new kits all the good things about their father. At least until they were old enough to understand why others called him crazy in his old age. But she hoped she could make them see the bright side of it, how he always seemed to make her laugh....and from what she heard about the raid, how he had a heart large enough to care even for and old and dying pfeffa. How many rabbits had the heart to not wish suffering even on elil? So far..... she only knew of one. That at least, would make for a gripping bed time story, would't it?
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 6:44 pm
 Grackle fumbled his way through the warren tunnels until he found the one that was supposed to lead to Chervil's nesting burrow. His fumbling was due partly to lack of familiarity with this part of the warren, and partly to constantly tripping on the large portion of flay-rah he was dragging around with him whenever he tried to turn around. Darkbrier had wanted to share the treasure of flay-rah she found between as many of the recent marlis as she could, but after what had happened with Ray she'd felt Chervil deserving of a larger share.
But between Darkbrier's injury from the cat and her still confused feelings over that night's events she hadn't felt up to visiting Cherval yet. Partly because she was worried she would say something that seemed unkind under the circumstances, and the thought left a sour taste in her mouth. So partly to ease his sister's distress and frustration, and partly to appease his own need to check on the deceased buck's family and pay his respects, Grackle had sort of... snuck off with the part of flay-rah he understood to be for Chervil and decided to take care of it himself.
Rounding a corner the black buck smelled marli and kitten smells and poked his head inside to see Chervil. He wasn't honestly sure if she was the one he was looking for yet, so he cleared his throat softly and began fiddling with his ear nervously. "I uh, um. Are you Chervil?" He really wasn't good with meeting new people, and had never seemed to quite get over his bashful outskirter days.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 6:34 pm
Chervil had just shut her eyes for a few moments rest as the kittens finally settled back into slumber when another rabbit had poked his head into her burrow. "Hmmm?" she tilted her head curiously, opening one pale blue eye and then the other. It was a buck she hadn't had the pleasure of meeting yet formerly but she remembered seeing him a few times darting around the warren. "Oh, why yes Dear I am... is there something you need?" she asked, tilting her head with a soft smile. Chervil was always kind to anyone, some might even call her too kind sometimes.
She only just seemed to notice the flay-rah he was carrying, wondering if he had brought that for her or was just carrying around his well earned meal. Had he even gone on the raid? She wasn't even sure, she had only half listened to the spreading rumors. Maybe he could tell her what happened... if he did anyways... or if he had heard something she didn't. "Come in if you'd like, they just fell asleep again." she said, gently nosing one of the little 'worts back into place who seemed to be straying in his sleep. A soft smile spread across her muzzle again as she settled down. "Were you on the raid? You don't seem injured, thank Frith.... I've heard so many things...." she sighed softly, her ears drooping a bit. Things like this always terrified her, for every rabbit in the warren,.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 6:47 pm
Grackle moved inside as quietly as he may, not wanting to stir the kittens, and tried to keep his voice low and his tone even. "Me, on the raid? No... it was my sister, Darkbrier. She asked my half-sister Ebony and I to stay home, since she was going. She wanted to go to help protect everyone but... she was afraid having us go too might distract her into doing something stupid if anything went wrong. From what she told us it was probably a good thing."
He sighed and tugged the flay-rah in, settling it near Chervil's head. "She wanted you to have that, though. She wanted to come check in on you, too, but... Pfeffa did a fair number on her, and what happened to your mate... it's unnerving to see her so out of sorts, really. But, I wanted to come check on you too, and I thought it might help settle her mind as well as mine a bit if I went ahead and came to find you."
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2012 5:57 pm
Her pale blue eyes widened. So it was true, there had been many more injured. Oh how she wished sometimes that flayrah grew on trees or on bushes around the down so none of this needless bloodshed had to happen! And poor Ray....he should have stayed at the warren, he just should have listened to her! But she stopped herself and held back her thoughts. She had a very handsome kind buck and he certainly didn't deserve any more stress. "Oh please tell your sister that I pray she has a quick and full recovery." she said, eyeing the flay-rah. Her smile increased as she was beginning to realize she was hungry. "And thank you ever so much. You are very kind.... uh.... pardon me, I don't recall your name." she said, her ears falling flat. She felt ashamed for not knowing his name when he had gone out of his way to check on her.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 2:46 pm
There was a pause after Chervil asked for his name and then Grackle slapped a paw across his face. "Oh Frith, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm so sorry." He settled back into a more reasonable position and cleared his throat gently, smiling sheepishly. "My name is Grackle. And it's nice to meet you Chervil."
He glanced around the burrow, suddenly a bit at a loss for what to say. "I'm sure Darkbrier will appreciated the well wishes... um..." He paused again, fiddling with his ear for a moment. "Well, I guess if you have any... questions... about what happened, I can tell you what I know? It's second-hand knowledge but, Darkbrier's not exactly big on embellishments, so I'm pretty sure she told it to us like she saw it happen."
He glanced around again, eyes settling on the kittens and a soft smile drifting across his face. "They're lovely, you know? I guess the little stripey ones took after Ray?" His brow furrowed, and he began fiddling with his ear again. "I um... well... I'm a bit younger than Dark or Ebony, and... we lost our parents when I was still pretty small, and they took care of me. So I... I kind of know how... they're gonna feel. So um... if you want I can... I dunno, come by and play uncle sometimes, or something?" He fidgeted and began grooming his face, a bit embarrassed now that he'd managed to get it out. "I um, if, if that's not too... um... weird of me to say, or anything."
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 6:30 pm
Chervil tilted her head and watched him fidget a moment, listening to everything he had to say before letting out a soft giggle. "Grackle, you are very kind indeed. I'm sure the kittens would love that." she nodded, smiling more than ever. Of all the kind words, those ones meant more to her than anything. She glanced down at her little ones, for a moment debating if she wanted to hear what had happened on the raid, or if she wanted to leave it as it was. "I suppose they did take after him a little bit." she smiled, nudging Spoonwort and Sneezewort closer to her again as they started to wiggle away. "Looks anyways, until they grow up. They might take to acting like their Uncle Grackle as they grow." she grinned cheekily.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 1:49 pm
Grackle grinned a little bit himself. "Well if they pick up anything from having me around I hope it's not how to be awkward at conversations..." He stared at the kittens for a moment. "I kind of hope at least one of them takes after Ray with how good he used to be at weaving tales. Dark and Ebony both remember him a little bit from then, so I know he was a good one." He pawed at his ear again, chuckling softly. "Might have a bit of a hard critic in Ebony though, she's listened to just about every story and storyteller we have in the warren, and she's not one to be quiet with her opinions." He snorted softly and shook his head.
He glanced around again then, feeling at odd ends once more and not sure what to do with himself. "Er... by the way, is there anything you need while I'm here?" After a pause his grin turned sheepish. "I um, I'm not really that great with social calls, so if I seem... fidgety, or something, it's not you. I haven't really done this sort of thing a lot."
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