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Post by Wynn; Misha on Nov 26, 2007 5:36:19 GMT -5
Wynn walked into the kitchens and smiled ans he sniffed the air. Food! He sneaked around as best as he could and snuck a candied chestnut from beside a Dibbun who was on kitchen helping duty. Ubluckily, the mousebabe heard the crunch as he ate it. "No vikkle fer yoo!" The mousebabe scolded and hit him on the head with his ladle. WYnn just chuckled and walked away, saluting with his paw every now and then. "Yes sir! Of course sir! Right away Sire!! I only do your[/]i bidding your Almighyness!!" He said to the babe, smiling from ear to ear.
((Sorry if there's spelling mistakes, I wrote this at 6:30 AM in +4C It's cooooooooooooollld!!!!!))
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Recu Foxer
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And that ?twas meant to prove something, yes?
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Post by Recu Foxer on Jan 8, 2008 18:01:10 GMT -5
“Oh, little thing ye are. Ye can’t hit others liketh that.” The fox picked up the little trouble maker, and looked up at the other fox. With a shrug, he put the mousebabe down. “Now go geteth I another jar of chestnuts, there’s a good lad.”
“I apologize for him. Are ye alright? He haseth a nasty hit.”
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Post by Wynn; Misha on Feb 8, 2008 10:44:57 GMT -5
Wynn perked his ears as he saw another fox come in and take the nasty Dibbun who took his ladel onto his head. He raised a brow as he talked. 'I can't understand a word he's sayin' ' He thought to himself. he looked to the fox's grey eyes and smiled a little. "Err... what? Oh! Am I all right?" 'I think that's what he said...' He added in his head. "Yes, err. I suppose I am. It's only a ladle hit." He chuckled and tugged at the habit sleeves on his arms. 'I want my cloak back... and my weapons. I can't stand being defenseless!' He screamed in his head. "I've had worse than them." He pointed at his back and smiled. "I was almost killed not too long ago. Brother(?) Drecas helped me recover. I'm stil healing though."
His thoughts turned to the night that he took battle with the vermin mouse. He grabbed his tail and started to comb through it with his claws. "You're lucky you got him before I could get my daggers." He said teasingly. He chuckled, but it quickly died off. He looked back to the fox. Did he recognize him? He stared closely at his grey eyes and nodded to himself. He'd seen him in the woods a long time ago. He smiled and held out a black paw. "My name's Wynn." He said kindly. |
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Rakko Streamwater
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Post by Rakko Streamwater on Feb 15, 2008 18:27:23 GMT -5
The doors to the kitchens entered and a stout, strong young otter clad in a majestic green vest entered. His fur was black, odd for a creature of his kind but his eyes glew with hunger as he lifted his head, smelling the wonderful and legendary scents of the Abbey kitchens. He looked around and saw the two foxes. One of the he recognized, Recu the Abbey librarian but the other he didn't know. "My name's Wynn." So, the Abbey had another fox living in it's walls. Well, this had always been a peaceful place, known very much lately for taking in vermin-born beasts. But it was not his place to question the Father Abbot's reasoning and kind heart.
He nodded to the two foxes. "Good tah meet ye, Sir Wynn. Ah'm Rakko StreamWater." He then turned to the Librarian. "Ahr ye on khitchen duty today Recu?" With no Friar, they were always in need of help in the kitchens.
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