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Date Posted: 12:10:40 08/10/01 Fri
Author: Melika
Subject: "Oh yes I wike moosic too. What instament do you pway? Oh yeah da note sowwy. Dis doesn't fit eever."
In reply to: Melika 's message, "* A small dibbun enters. She looks like a cross between a bobcat and a wildcat. *" on 08:36:23 08/08/01 Wed

My dear Melika,
This is my letter to you, my only child.
I love you always and hope you shall remember me when you are grown. Melika is only your childhood nickname. When you grow out of youth you will also leave that name behind,& accept the title Cerise, as all the Ladies of the Karratta tribe have. Our tribe of cats, the Karratta, have traditionally ranged the North Mountains. Your father was the first son of the High Catchief, of the leader of our tribe, so it fell to him to become the leader. He chose me, than a lowly bobcat named Oloua, to be his Lady. My name was changed to Cerise. I gave birth to you. We lived in the mountains happily until we were attacked by a vermin horde. Taken unwares, we stood no chance. Me, you, a few goodwives, two other Dibbuns and a single warrior managed to escape to a hidden cave. We did not have the supplies nor weapons to survive the winter.The other Dibbuns died, starved and frozen. Our warrior perished from the cold guarding the cave. One wife and myself fell ill, and the other goodwives had it hard, minding you and ministering to us unsucessfully. I write this on my deathbed. I will tell one goodwife to take you far off the mountains, as far away as she can go, then give you this. My Melika, never you are good, not bad, and evil shall never triumph over good. Remember this always.

Goodbye... and I love you.

Love, your mother, Cerise, last Lady of the Karratta tribe and wife of the late Karragatto, first son of the High Catking.

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I am a percusionist. I was with a cat tribe in the north too. I was the Chief (NT) -- Slateback, 12:15:32 08/10/01 Fri