The Fire that Fills Us with Passion will Never Die
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OOC: Sure. And don't mind her mutterings. She doesn't plan on acting on them...probably Tongue

IC: Ayasha was slightly surprised that her mother was able to pick her up. Granted, she was small and Ralla was surprisingly strong. She snuggled slightly against her shoulder and nodded at what her mother said. Her blues eyes were happy that her mother would support her. She sighed. ”There may be a time when we all might get dirty, mom.” And she didn’t necessarily mean with dirt and mud to camouflage herself. But she wouldn’t voice the other possibilities.

She muttered darkly. ”I could just stab him in his sleep.” And she wasn’t really joking. But it was unlikely she would do it. She may dislike Maska and his cronies, she didn’t want to start acting like them. So she contented herself to think rebellious and murderous thoughts. She broke into giggles at the conversation between Ralla and Nootau. ”That hare is up to no good, I’m sure of it!” She looked surprised as Dichali spoke but saw his determined look.

She gave a slight squeak at the squeeze that her mother gave her. ”No problem.” Her voice was a bit tight as she spoke during her mother’s squeeze. She nodded at being done with her duties but wasn’t sure how the quiz would go. Alaster would probably win. Nerd, she thought fondly.


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