Mornings are pink
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That was my plan exactly. Post ein gong te om du vil det Smile
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This time his chuckle stayed inside the man's mind as he let his gaze turn in the direction of Tay's den, where the rest of the family were sleeping. His face was like that of a jester's; with a little quirky smile on his lips. What was his idea? Well.. he had come here to deliver the rabbits, and the blanket. And then he'd intended to have a polite chat with Tayui, and be on his way again, most likely. She had enough on her hands to waste her time chattering with him anyways, and he had a town hall to build. And now he was here, the rabbits were roasted, and the blanket was delivered of sorts. Thus, there was no longer a need for his presence. One long and rust arm pointed towards the little sleeping family, whose forms could not be seen. They both knew they were there, though. Again Dawali whispered, his face signalizing immense excitement and mystery. What if I went home again, and then you could wake up mommy and the other kids? It would be such a great surprise, and they will probably think it was you who made it all, since you are the only one there! The man delivered his idea triumphantly, risible gestures and facial expressions coming from his face every second. One white finger was put vertically across his lips as he uttered a silent "shhh", and got up, very sneakily so. Gathering his things took only a few moments, and soon the pouch and his fire stones were back on his belt where they belonged. The blanket lay on the ground where he had sat, and the little girl had been put on top of it (one can never fly one too many times). He was certain she understood the seriousness of his game. Making exaggerated movements as if he were a thief, he moved away from where they had shared their delicious rabbit breakfast, and onto the path which he had followed when he first came here and found the little girl and her Toefur. One wave, and the man was gone, leaving only a roasted rabbit, a blanket, and scent particles. It would be obvious that he had been there, but they could all pretend the girl was amazingly brilliant - it was far more entertaining. Children were far more entertaining.

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