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- Colibri Haki - 08-16-2012 [html] At the stables, raining outside. tl;dr: Coli finds a feral donkey and doesn't know what it is, haha~
Just then she felt the cold splash of a raindrop on her nose. A quick glance skyward confirmed it; the storm was starting already, and she was far from her house. She pulled the fur-lined hood over her ears just as a rumble of thunder sounded. The skies abruptly opened up, and the torrential downpour began. She was protected by her cloak, and the garden was just ahead; might as well swing by there before hobbling back to her home. There were already puddles forming, so she would not have to come water the garden for several days after this. Raising her eyes, she froze, spotting something that shouldn't be there. There was an animal silhouette visible through the curtain of rain. Coli adjusted her hood, peering through the drizzle at the hazy grey shape. It was big, too stocky to be a deer, but a similar frame with four legs and a long face. She realized it was probably a horse, and curled back her lip in annoyance. One of the Vináttan horses must have gotten out of the barn, and now it was grazing on the herb garden she had worked so hard to protect from drought, insects, catastrophic puppy damage, et al. She approached cautiously, the muddy ground squelching beneath her paw pads. The creature raised its head to regard her, flicking a pair of surprisingly long ears to listen to her footsteps. Coli didn't know much about horses, they mostly made her very nervous with their size and their stone-like hooves, but she had never seen one with ears that long. It was like the difference between a wolf and a coyote.
The animal did not move as she drew closer. It seemed to be huddled in one place, unhappy about being wet. They were out in a clearing without any shelter, and it apparently was caught in the rainstorm the same way she had been. Coli glanced down at the garden, and caught her breath in a displeased hiss, noticing some very distinct crop marks in the plants. If she shooed the dumb beast away, it would just come back later and devour the rest. She needed to get it back to the barn. Eying it suspiciously, Coli reached out her hand, intending to touch it on the muzzle like she had Alder's horse. She was particularly wary that the thing could bit her; it was not wearing any kind of halter that would make this easier. The long-eared horse seemed relieved by the gesture, butting his damp muzzle against her trembling fingers. She knew she should not be afraid of equines, nature intended for horses to fear wolves and not the other way around, but it would be so easy to be trampled beneath a creature of that height and weight. This one seemed smaller than most, though. Compared to Hawthorn, it would be a baby. This thought relieved her a little, and she took a few tentative steps toward the village, wondering how she would get it to follow her. She needn't have worried; the tame beast was happy to trot after her, nudging her with its long face from time to time. It seemed to trust that she would lead it from the rain.
By the time the pair arrived at the shelter of the stables, Coli was exhausted and cold. Despite the heavy cloak, her teeth were chattering, and she immediately found a bench where she could sit and rest her swollen ankles. The long-eared horse clopped fearlessly inside, braying loudly at the scent of horses. The loud noise made Coli flinch, and she made a face at the beast, silently willing it to find its own stall and go to sleep. She wanted to nap as well, and if no one was here, she might just find an empty stall and do so. .coli001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#74b09f; letter-spacing:1px; } .coli001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; text-align:left;} .coli001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .coli001 {margin:0 auto; width:358px; background-color:#fdfcf6; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... oli001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #fdfcf6; padding: 170px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> Table by Alli!
- Niernan Stormbringer - 08-17-2012 [html] Hope ya don't mind a Nier and Ciaran. / 520. 5 pts + 5 The rain had caught him unawares as he returned from running the borders, the tell-tale rumble of thunder only just preceding the torrential downpour of the grey rain. The route he had taken for his patrol left him on the opposite side of the packlands from his house and he was already soaked through. Ciaran fared no better, the bedraggled cat looking more and more like the kitten that he still was, all his long fur now plastered to his skinny body, his whiskers drooping and his tail twitching madly. He knew that the sooner he found shelter the better as the cat would only get angrier and angrier until he was dry and warm. So when the stable loomed through the rain he crowed quietly in triumph, aware that Darcy would probably enjoy some company in this type of weather, while also fulfilling his and Ciarans need to get warm. .neiot b {font-weight:bold; color:#d99e6f; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #100802; } .neiot p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .neiot {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#3d2414; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EBZI5.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 390px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a96b44; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .neiot p b:before { content: open-quote; } .neiot p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Colibri Haki - 08-17-2012 [html] of course not! <3 hee, cat and donkey, it's like shrek!
The rain was drumming against the roof of the stables, a rhythm interspersed every now and then with a crack of thunder. Coli would wait out the inclement weather here in relative dryness, though her cloak was heavy with rainwater, dripping quietly on the bench she sat upon. Her footpaws were caked with thick mud, turning her pale cream fur into a rich brown like the rest of her pelt. Too tired to clean herself up just yet, Coli let her eyes wander, looking around this building she had never entered before.
There were many stalls lining the building's walls, but not many horses as far as she could tell. That was a relief, they wouldn't stampede or anything. She heard a few curious whinnies answering the loud braying call, but none of them matched the volume of the long-eared one that was ambling about, exploring. Without the rain distorting it, she could see more clearly that it had thicker, shaggier fur than the horses, hanging off its stocky frame in damp ropes. The mane and tail hair was thinner and shorter in comparison, though the long neck and face looked about the same. It was also male, as she could now clearly see.
The stable door creaked open slightly, admitting a dark figure. Blue eyes watched in mild surprise as Niernan Stormbringer emerged from the rain, a very wet Ciaran dislodging from his familiar perch and scampering off into the barn. She drew the cloak more tightly around her shivering body as he shook himself vigorously, spattering water droplets all over. She had not told Niernan (or her other packmates) yet that she was expecting, but she wondered how long it would take him to figure it out despite the cloak hiding her obvious shape. She was obviously heavier and slower than when they had been at the garden together, and her scent had probably changed, though she couldn't discern it herself. It wasn't going to be her secret much longer. She smiled weakly when he noticed her there, feeling very small and embarrassed.
He immediately offered his hand, a friendly gesture to help her to her feet. She hesitated, then accepted, letting her small fingers be enveloped by his warm grip. He seemed to handle the weather better than her, although his cat companion did not. "You got caught by the storm too?" she asked quietly, rising with great effort from the bench. "Who is Darcy? Is... he's a horse? I, um, I don't know... And that's not my friend," she said sourly, directing a grumpy look at the long-eared horse. He had noticed the newcomer and was trotting back over fearlessly to sniff Nier. "He was grazing at the garden, so I brought him back here. Do you know who he belongs to?" She was cold and wet and tired, and it was that thing's fault; she would have just gone back to her house and napped if she didn't have to lead it all the way across Vinátta. Maybe she could have a cross word with his owner for letting it get loose in the first place. .coli001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#74b09f; letter-spacing:1px; } .coli001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; text-align:left;} .coli001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .coli001 {margin:0 auto; width:358px; background-color:#fdfcf6; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... oli001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #fdfcf6; padding: 170px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> Table by Alli!
- Niernan Stormbringer - 08-26-2012 [html] Urgh sorry for the wait and the crappost. / 399. 3 pts He noticed that she hesitated slightly in the taking of his hand, he inwardly cursed himself as he had forgotten her aversion to men. She took his handpaw though, her small, cold fingers curling around his larger, warmer digits. He pulled her gently to her feet, making sure she was steady before letting go. At her question he chuckled, holding out his arms Yeah, just a bit. He winked at her and ruffled his hair a bit, water droplets flying in all directions. .neiot b {font-weight:bold; color:#d99e6f; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #100802; } .neiot p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .neiot {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#3d2414; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EBZI5.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 390px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a96b44; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .neiot p b:before { content: open-quote; } .neiot p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Colibri Haki - 08-28-2012 [html] <333!!
"I didn't know you were into horses. I thought that was just Saul's thing..." she mused aloud, peering suspiciously at the long-eared creature and how easily Niernan befriended him, leading him to a stall. "I guess you really like having pets. Does Bran dislike Darcy, too?" she finally concluded, tilting her head as she considered it. Companion animals were still a bit beyond her comprehension -- while Nier and Ciaran were obviously friends and could communicate to some degree, horses were more like heavy ugly deer that stomped on wolves with their boulder hooves. That was her distorted perception, anyway, having only met her first horse quite recently, when winter faded into spring. She crinkled her nose at the long-eared thing as it was safely locked behind the stall door, making the herb garden officially safe again. "Are you sure he doesn't belong to anyone? He's awfully tame for a wild horse, he followed me the whole way here..." she admitted with a frown, knowing she could never have caught a stallion that didn't want to be captured. It could have been worse. It could have also been a lot better, though, with sunshine and no horses and her garden intact.
Niernan moved to a different stall door, where the sounds of clattering hooves set Coli's ears back apprehensively. Still she followed at a safe distance, and when the door swung open she caught her first glimpse of a foal. Its proportions were unmistakeably childlike, with wide dark eyes and long spindly legs just like a fawn. Nier had told the truth about its size, and that was the most off-putting part about horses in general, ranking them as high as bears or mountain lions in Coli's skewed list of dangerous creatures. Despite herself, she felt a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, as she watched the little one scamper over and press itself against his caregiver. She did like baby things, especially now that she could not get maternity off her mind. Nier glanced up and caught her gazing fondly at the foal, and Coli quickly looked away, adopting a surly frown to mask her enamored smile. "Darcy looks nicer than the one I found," she mumbled, rubbing her arms together beneath her cloak. She was still soaked and chilly, and his previous offer of cuddling with the baby horse was rather tempting... .coli001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#74b09f; letter-spacing:1px; } .coli001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; text-align:left;} .coli001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .coli001 {margin:0 auto; width:358px; background-color:#fdfcf6; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... oli001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #fdfcf6; padding: 170px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> Table by Alli!
- Niernan Stormbringer - 09-06-2012 [html] Schemy Nier is schemy. So sorry for the wait. Muse ran away. / 543 Nier grinned sheepishly as Coli shielded herself from the droplets that rained from his hair. He eyed the cloak that she wore, it was a beautiful garment and it seemed to have shielded her from the worst of the rain, but she was still wet, and if the shivers he was experiencing were anything, she would be cold too. He really did want to get her warm and dry, there was no hope of getting back to a house as the rain was still pounding down outside. Her quiet voice came again, floating across the stable as he put the donkey away, he chuckled lowly before he answered, I like horses just as much as I like every other animal out there. Saul gave Darcy to me and there was no way I'd turn him down. That colt is the prettiest horse I've ever seen. He paused for a moment, thinking over his next answer, I like having companions, I guess you could call 'em pets, but I wouldn't ever dare call Ciaran my pet. He laughed as the cat meowed from Darcy's stall "You better bloody not." The cats voice holding the Irish tones he had picked up from Niernan. See, he's a law unto himself. Though I suppose Grace's little menagerie could be considered pets. I like having a full house." He shrugged, not entirely sure why he surrounded himself with animals. He slid the bolt home on the stall door and paused, thinking over Brans involvement with the horses, he turned to face the cloaked woman, "I don't think Bran has met Darce yet, I don't think he's even been to the stables. But I bet he'd be fine with my colt, as he's gonna grow up to be a useful animal as well as a companion." .neiot b {font-weight:bold; color:#d99e6f; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #100802; } .neiot p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .neiot {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#3d2414; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EBZI5.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 390px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a96b44; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .neiot p b:before { content: open-quote; } .neiot p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Colibri Haki - 09-18-2012 [html] WC: 519
Saul had given Niernan the horse as a gift. Coli quietly filed away the information, finding it rather sweet. Grace, though... Nier had mentioned his girl when they last met, and from the sound of what he'd said, they were living together already. Coli had been far too distracted by her condition to ever follow through and introduce herself to her packmate, which invoked a twinge of guilt. Nier had promised Coli that she would like his Grace. "She keeps animals too?" she asked curiously, her voice soft. She should really stop by their house sometime... she kept meaning to, but now wasn't a good time. Soon she would have puppies to take care of, a looming future she was not looking forward to.
"'Donkey'... is that a kind of horse, or something different?" she asked hesitantly, frowning as she revealed her ignorance. All these livestock animals were unknown to her. It wasn't the first time Niernan had to explain the intricacies of domesticated species versus their wild counterparts; his Ciaran was not the same as a bobcat, and this 'donkey' was evidently not the same as a horse. Still, the word sort of fit. Donkey was an awkward, funny-sounding name, and that was certainly what she was looking at. She wondered vaguely if he had a call name like 'Darcy', or if he was just called donkey all his life. Someone must have owned him, because he wasn't skittish around Luperci at all.
Nier was stroking the animal in question's face as he spoke, his lilting accent carrying over the drumming of raindrops on the roof above them. "So he really doesn't have an owner... oh no," Coli said with a grimace, staring with widening eyes as her ears dropped flat. "That doesn't mean... he's not mine now, is he?" She glanced back to Nier with an expression of horror. She didn't want a pet that would eat her garden. Coli didn't know the first thing about taking care of hoofed things, either. Could she just leave him here in the stables, did they have a packmate that tended to the barn? She certainly wouldn't be caught riding on top of it! She pursed her lips, trying to think of her options. She couldn't just release it, so it had to stay...
She shuffled into the stall, swallowing nervously. The colt was rubbing its face on Nier's clothing, pressing its little body in between his legs. Soon the wolf would topple over, she thought with vague amusement. Darcy certainly did look nice and harmless, as the Stormbringer assured her. Even the cat was unruffled by the baby horse, calmly remaining nearby. "Sorry I don't have any catnip for you," she murmured with a smile at Ciaran, seeing the cat diligently grooming himself clean. The undignified sight of Ciaran on catnip had been priceless, and Nier had managed to capture it in a sketch so they could always be reminded of the silliness. She readjusted her cloak, outstretching her arm to approach the foal, Darcy. Her blue eyes narrowed warily, ready to jump back if it showed its teeth. .coli001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#74b09f; letter-spacing:1px; } .coli001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; text-align:left;} .coli001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .coli001 {margin:0 auto; width:358px; background-color:#fdfcf6; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... oli001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #fdfcf6; padding: 170px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> Table by Alli!
- Niernan Stormbringer - 10-02-2012 [html] SO SORRRRRYYYY!!! I am a complete moron and you have permission to kick me as much as you like for being so late. So... to make up for it I give you looong post / 790. 7 pts Coli's soft voice wavered across the gap between them, curiosity evident in her tone. He smiled and shot a grin over his shoulder, Yeah, she keeps animals too. At the moment we have more than we can handle. He chuckled and shook his head, Nah, I'm joking, we can handle them. But it's a bit of a shock, going from living with one cat to two cats, two quoll pups and two pheasants. I can't take a step in the house without tripping over something. .neiot b {font-weight:bold; color:#d99e6f; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #100802; } .neiot p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .neiot {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#3d2414; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EBZI5.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 390px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a96b44; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .neiot p b:before { content: open-quote; } .neiot p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Colibri Haki - 10-08-2012 [html] you will never be as slow as meeeee~ also asdjasia sandshrew!!
Coli listened quietly to the explanation she was offered, Nier's accent carrying over the drumming of the rain. Donkeys and horses were in the same family, meaning they were not the same animal but they could have offspring anyway. Dogs and wolves, now that was a sore subject. Beneath the cloak, Coli's fingers brushed the curve of her belly, unable to hide the worried frown. She was bearing wolfdog pups, and she had no way of knowing which parent they would emulate. Would their hybrid heritage be an issue for them? She knew all about the conflict between wolves and coyotes, having survived the Dahlian-Inferni war and later her own brush with coyote supremacists, but was there prejudice against dogs as well? Her sons and daughters might suffer through no fault of their own, a sobering thought. She shivered, turning her attention back to the topic at hand as Nier spoke again.
"...didn't want a horse," she grumbled stubbornly beneath her breath, but she did see the value in Nier's words. The stray animal had no reason to be attached to her, but if it genuinely did like her, she couldn't very well abandon it. Perhaps she could find a use for it. Provided it stayed away from her plants. "Aniki..." The name sounded right to her, something similar enough to donkey that he might recognize it. She tilted her head, glancing apprehensively at Niernan -- was that acceptable, or should it be something else? "Or, uh, you could come up with something b-better," she backpedaled, deferring to his experience with domestic animals. There must be conventions for naming such things, and she knew so little. Darcy was snuffling at her palm, little nose pressing curiously against her pawpads and making her giggle. The baby horse was quite charming, and she began to relax, if only a little. She had to assume Nier would not thrust her into any dangerous situations on purpose...
Coli spoke offhandedly to the fluffy tomcat, and amazingly he sat up and spoke in response. It was the first time she understood Ciaran. Had he always been fluent? Thinking back, the cat was either drugged, eating, or asleep when they were together, so she really didn't know. She found herself blinking in surprise, strangely proud that he would address her directly and that she actually comprehended his meowing now. Maybe Nier was right, and Ciaran did like her. All this time she heard wolves casually mention speaking to their animals, but a part of her always assumed they were being presumptuous in thinking the creatures ever understood them. "You talk now," she said stupidly, watching the cat's undeniably embarrassed body language. He was like a little person now. .coli001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#74b09f; letter-spacing:1px; } .coli001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; text-align:left;} .coli001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .coli001 {margin:0 auto; width:358px; background-color:#fdfcf6; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... oli001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #fdfcf6; padding: 170px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> Table by Alli!
- Niernan Stormbringer - 10-10-2012 [html] Ahah, well... That was a lucky Sandshrew, I had bred one but it went to another player quite a while ago. / 530. 5 pts Nier's ears flicked around and he felt a small smile pulling at his lips as Coli misheard him. He didn't laugh, not wanting to cause the older wolf discomfort over making a mistake, he simply smiled warmly and politely corrected his friend, it really was an easy mistake to make, especially since the quoll pups were foreign and not many in Nova Scotia would have ever heard of them. She keeps a pair of pheasants, Turnip and Jason. They're not all that messy, we try and keep them outside as much as possible. They help her find the ingredients for dyes and things. Well... He paused, chuckling at the memories of Turnip's frantic searching and Jason's rather stupid demeanour, Turnip tries to bring useful things back, Jason's a little more useless. We don't have quails, I don't think I could manage two more birds, we have quolls. He put more of an intonation on the word, trying to work out whether it was his accent that had twisted the word into sounding like quails, They're little cat like critters, well... More like a cat mixed with a weasel. They're cute little things, I reckon you'd like them Coli. They're quite cuddly. .neiot b {font-weight:bold; color:#d99e6f; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #100802; } .neiot p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .neiot {margin:0 auto; width:520px; background-color:#3d2414; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EBZI5.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 390px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a96b44; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .neiot p b:before { content: open-quote; } .neiot p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Colibri Haki - 10-18-2012 [html]
It seemed she was learning a lot about new animals today, first donkeys and now quolls. The dark wolf had a warm smile, pleasant as he shared his education with her. Coli still felt ignorant and simple, just as she had when Eclipse asked why Coli could not read or write... but at least Niernan did not have an ounce of condescension in his makeup. She listened quietly as he regaled her with another glimpse into his home life, the antics of the many creatures he shared his house with. It didn't make much sense to her, but it was intriguing nonetheless. Besides, if this Grace liked a full house, perhaps there would be puppies in their future, and she would love to meet them. There would be quite a few new faces in their pack soon, even if Nier wasn't aware. The droning of the rain was steady, filling the silence between them as Coli thought about animal ownership. "You don't have to sit on them to make them go... right? Donkeys can pull carts? I met a trader that had a horse wagon..." Amy Sunders had been a bit of an inspiration, a tough female loner who made her way in the world. Coli had tried living on her own for a good long time, and while clearly she had survived, it was not a pleasant experience. Pack life was better suited for her. It was the wagon that caught her interest now, and its concept of division of labor. A single female, no matter how determined, could only carry so much. But think of the work she could accomplish with the garden if this donkey could haul water, till more earth, maybe even move small trees to jump start an orchard...! She could actually landscape instead of simply pulling weeds and and shooing away insects. It could be fortunate after all that she had been roped into all of this, but she knew she would need to discourage the beast from simply eating everything she was trying to grow.
"I've never met an animal as clever as you, Ciaran," she praised softly, genuinely fascinated. "Are you boys teaching Grace's cat to talk as well? And the little quail, quoll, thingies? Goodness, it must be crazy... I mean, uh, in a g-good way," she stammered, trying not to end up insulting her friend after how kind he had been. She scratched behind Darcy's nubby ears, reveling at the softness of his fur. Of all the horses out there, this one wasn't so bad. She didn't mind him so much. Just like Niernan himself, he was a big strapping male but Coli did not feel her usual anxiety when she was around him, not anymore. He was good at keeping her calm, which perhaps translated to his ease with wild animals as well. .coli001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#74b09f; letter-spacing:1px; } .coli001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; text-align:left;} .coli001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .coli001 {margin:0 auto; width:358px; background-color:#fdfcf6; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... oli001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #fdfcf6; padding: 170px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#716d76; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> Table by Alli!
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