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Oak Tree Bend Part of the Silence - Printable Version +- Ruins of Wildwood (https://relic-lore.net) +-- Forum: Library (https://relic-lore.net/forumdisplay.php?fid=23) +--- Forum: Game Archives (https://relic-lore.net/forumdisplay.php?fid=26) +---- Forum: Incompleted Relic Lore (https://relic-lore.net/forumdisplay.php?fid=22) +---- Thread: Oak Tree Bend Part of the Silence (/showthread.php?tid=15240) |
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Part of the Silence - Nalda - Jul 04, 2017 - Midday, Patchy rain possible - 58 ° F/15 ° C [dohtml]
RE: Part of the Silence - Mabel - Aug 04, 2017 Note to self: Mabel is about 3 months old [dohtml] Mabel knew fully well that she was not where she was supposed to be. They weren’t allowed away from their little private den and the small area surrounding it unless they had a grown up with them. Mabel knew and understood these rules, she had been told them over and over and over again in varying tones of voices, disappointment, frustration, anger, and even occasionally exhaustion. Her mom had told her, her dad had told her, her cousin Nalda had told her, the other yearling Arnaq had told her, her grandpa had told her. They had all told her. Frankly. she just didn’t really care. Speaking of Nalda… The muddy blue eyes, somewhere between the blue shade they had started with and the brown shade they would become, watched intently from the shadows. Her cousin barred her teeth and leapt fearlessly into the flock of birds that had been digging at the ground. She was soooo cool. Leaping out from her hiding place in the bush Mabel proudly declared, ”Filthy pa’sites!” the showed her own tiny teeth, including the few gaps where her milk teeth and fallen out and adult teeth were slowly emerging. She didn’t even care if she got in trouble, Nalda was cool enough that she was worth it. Mabel even loved the weird way she talked, not like any of the other grown ups. The cream coloured pup wanted to be just like her. |