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Post by Torva Anian on Jun 23, 2006 18:30:53 GMT -5
The blue stayed happily on Dicer's chest and chittered at the brown in high pitched tones before quieting down. It then slouched and stretched on his chest as if it were his home or bed. It then yawned lazily before floppping down completely. ~~~~~~~~ Kinest settled himself on the cot and stared at the two as they spoke. As was his nature, he didn't speak to them but just watched. In fact since he had come here he could count the number of words he had said on his hand. He stratched his head....he thought so. Perhaps he had spoke more, his memory was hazy.
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