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Date Posted: 18:59:48 06/18/01 Mon
Author: Taurean and Acamar
Subject: Dranbrats at Work... *hehehe* I figure we need a few of the little rascals to spice things up a bit.

"Whatcha wanna do t'day, 'Mar?"

Two boys sat at the shores of the Dran lake, skimming flat stones across its surface. The one who had spoken was a young lad of about 13 Rotations. Even so, he was the oldest of the pair, stuck hanging out with the other 11 Rotation-old boy because he had no other company.

"I dunno, Taur, whatdya feel like doin'?" he drawled out lazily, lobbing another stone across the sparkling lake. It skipped around eight or ten times before plopping into the water.

"Good 'un." The one called Taur observed.

"Not really. Oh- I got the perfect idea!" Acamar's pale greenish eyes lit up with mischeif. He looked very much the little prankster, with curly golden red hair, those mischevious eyes, and a devlish grin.

"Not makin' trouble fer the kitchen workers agin?" Taurean sighed and tossed his head to clear his icy blue eyes of the dark forelock that had a habit of falling in place there. He would have been considered a nice boy, that is, if he hadn't fallen into the habit of wreaking havoc on the dran with his younger accomplice.

"But wasn' that fun?" 'Mar asked impatiently. It was well known that a boy of 11 was practically hyperactive, and would try anything for kicks, and if he found something he liked, would do it repetitively until at last he grew tired of it.

"No, Acamar, it was def'netely not fun scrubbin' them grimy pots for over a week. And all a 'cuz of a little... ah... spiced stew."

"It woulda been easier if we had them little drakes. Perfect little lookouts, mischief makers, and I hear they're every bit as smart as you 'n me! And- get this, Taur-" the excited boy looked about ready to burst, "I hear ya can find 'em anywheres, bein' as they're feral 'n all."

"Really?" For once Taurean wasn't pretending to be interested in what the younger boy had to say. "Well, where d'ya s'pose we could find one o' these little critters? Can't be too hard... let's go! We's gonna find ourselves some drakes!"

With that, the two fosterling dran brats went off on another little adventure.

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