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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2020 10:29 am
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Redeemed
“Ugh, blasted things!” Chant snarled, nose wrinkled and eyes narrowed to beady black slits. The autumn foliage rustled loudly in raucous laughter, mocking her mercilessly. Chant rocked back on her haunches and scuffed her nose.
Around her, dry seeds flitted and twirled, dancing on the breeze in elegant swirls. Fairy wings flitting between the trees. And they were precisely what Chant was out here for. Other rabbits caught them for fun, but Chant needed their ground up insides for potions work. A properly prepared whirligig would help keep the bugs off of her meadowsweet come spring. That’s what grandmother had taught her.
“But they’re only potent until they’ve touched the ground,” she said, her voice wise and wheezing. Grandmother was always sick, when Chant knew her. “You’ve got to snatch them out of the air!”
Chant righted herself, wiggled her bottom, locked eyes on a whirling seed, and lept.
WC: 153
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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2020 10:45 am
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Goldfinch spent little time in the Tanglewood, with all its thorns and nettles to snag and poke, and dark monstrous creatures lurking in the shadows. She much preferred the feel of sunshine on her back, the open air and sweet breezes of the meadow. But it was Autumn and a chill wind cascaded through the dry, yellowed grass, raking its icy fingers through her thick fur. The Tanglewood, despite the dangers, would at least offer her some shelter from the cold until she could dig herself a proper burrow.
A flash of black and orange caught her eye. Goldfinch hunkered down, ears flat against her skull. Had she already run into a predator? She eased herself upright inches at a time, twisting her ears upright to listen.
Oh. Just another doe! Probably trying to stay out of the wind as well.
Goldfinch shook off her nerves and hopped through the brambles toward the stranger. She watched the other doe take a leap, swatting at the whirligigs floating through the air.
Goldfinch grinned. She knew this game! She’d played it as a kit. It had been so long since she’d try to catch seeds, but she knew the game wasn’t properly played by just one rabbit! Goldfinch rushed toward the other doe and bounded into the air, swiping at the twirling whirligig with a laugh.
WC: 224 TWC: 377
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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-20)
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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-20)
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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 10 (1-20)
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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 20 (1-20)
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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Bugghnrahk rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2020 1:34 pm
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Chant’s teeth closed around the seed, so gently as to not crush the dried carapace. She landed heavily with an ‘oof’, heart thundering a rapid staccato beat. She whipped around to face Goldfinch and brandished the whirly between her claws, her face aching in a grin.
“I think this will do,” she said, tucking the second seed next to the first, deep under the ruff of her chest where the wind couldn’t blow it away. “Thank-you…” she paused, chewing her words,” For your help.”
It was the plainest she’d ever been with a rabbit before, entirely out of her style. Ruining her air of mysticism!
Chant sniffed and turned away, hopping in short bursts toward the tangle of nettles. “I need to leave now. I have… things to prepare.”
She didn’t wait for a farewell before ducking through the thorns and scurrying out of sight.
WC: 145 TWC: 1539
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2020 1:39 pm
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