03-27-2009, 12:11 PM
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One more Emwe post then Alexey can jump in?
“Nerve-wrackin’.” Lysander confirmed the pup’s pronunciation, even if it wasn’t completely spot on. “Conundrum. Jake missin’ is such a conundrum.” He gave the boy another word, he liked teaching them things, though it felt a little pointless with Conor missing. He hoped the boy would find his way back home, but if he had to settle for one of the two, at least he still had Emwe. Oliver was less trouble than Jake anyway. They both were curious and constantly asking questions, but Conor challenged Ly more than Emwe, and sometimes Ly couldn’t come up with answers fast enough. He smiled, opening up one of the floor board and putting the venison away. They could eat it for breakfast.
Steel gray eyes, matching his smoky gray pelt, twinkled as Oliver described the story he wanted. Lysander couldn’t help but chuckled, the story idea amused him, it was a good plot. It would have scared him, if Ly didn’t know that Conor’s fate was more likely to be eaten by a coyote or rouge wolf, or starve to death, but he wouldn’t think about that. He’d just go searching for Conor again in the morning, maybe take Emwe with him then. “Alright, alright, let’s see… Well little naughty Jake decided to go off on his own one day, and much to his dismay the day quickly turned to night, the sun extinguished itself and a blanket of darkness quickly took over Phoenix Valley. Little Jake hadn’t been out in the night by himself before, uncle Ly made sure good boys were in bed before then, but naughty little Jake decided he was too scared. That is until he heard something followin’ him…” Ly lowered his voice, hoping to build the suspense, although of course Emwe already knew the end of this story. “Crunch, creak, crack. Those were the noises Jakie heard and when he turned around not only did he see glowing red eyes, but a big mouth of razor teeth, drippin’ with salvia.”
Lysander paused, wondering if perhaps this story was getting too scary for Emwe, but he had started it, he needed to finish it. ”SNAP! Om nom nom. The great big bear gobbled up Jake in one bite. In the morning uncle Ly and Oliver went looking for naughty Jake, but all they found as a big of bones. They never saw little Jake again.” There, the story was concluded, and like most of his stories it had a good morel. “So you see Oliver, it’s much safer staying inside here, no bears in the cabin.” He lifted up the floor board, revealing the biggest compartment. It might seem empty now, with Conor missing, but Ly had been just a little more hay in there for the boy, now that his brothers wasn’t there to keep him warm. “Ready for bed little sir?” He gestured to the hole in the floor and smiled fondly at the child. He was the good one anyway, Ly decided it would be okay if they didn’t find Conor.
“Nerve-wrackin’.” Lysander confirmed the pup’s pronunciation, even if it wasn’t completely spot on. “Conundrum. Jake missin’ is such a conundrum.” He gave the boy another word, he liked teaching them things, though it felt a little pointless with Conor missing. He hoped the boy would find his way back home, but if he had to settle for one of the two, at least he still had Emwe. Oliver was less trouble than Jake anyway. They both were curious and constantly asking questions, but Conor challenged Ly more than Emwe, and sometimes Ly couldn’t come up with answers fast enough. He smiled, opening up one of the floor board and putting the venison away. They could eat it for breakfast.
Steel gray eyes, matching his smoky gray pelt, twinkled as Oliver described the story he wanted. Lysander couldn’t help but chuckled, the story idea amused him, it was a good plot. It would have scared him, if Ly didn’t know that Conor’s fate was more likely to be eaten by a coyote or rouge wolf, or starve to death, but he wouldn’t think about that. He’d just go searching for Conor again in the morning, maybe take Emwe with him then. “Alright, alright, let’s see… Well little naughty Jake decided to go off on his own one day, and much to his dismay the day quickly turned to night, the sun extinguished itself and a blanket of darkness quickly took over Phoenix Valley. Little Jake hadn’t been out in the night by himself before, uncle Ly made sure good boys were in bed before then, but naughty little Jake decided he was too scared. That is until he heard something followin’ him…” Ly lowered his voice, hoping to build the suspense, although of course Emwe already knew the end of this story. “Crunch, creak, crack. Those were the noises Jakie heard and when he turned around not only did he see glowing red eyes, but a big mouth of razor teeth, drippin’ with salvia.”
Lysander paused, wondering if perhaps this story was getting too scary for Emwe, but he had started it, he needed to finish it. ”SNAP! Om nom nom. The great big bear gobbled up Jake in one bite. In the morning uncle Ly and Oliver went looking for naughty Jake, but all they found as a big of bones. They never saw little Jake again.” There, the story was concluded, and like most of his stories it had a good morel. “So you see Oliver, it’s much safer staying inside here, no bears in the cabin.” He lifted up the floor board, revealing the biggest compartment. It might seem empty now, with Conor missing, but Ly had been just a little more hay in there for the boy, now that his brothers wasn’t there to keep him warm. “Ready for bed little sir?” He gestured to the hole in the floor and smiled fondly at the child. He was the good one anyway, Ly decided it would be okay if they didn’t find Conor.