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Date Posted: 13:54:22 04/29/03 Tue
Author: Phoemrut
Subject: Hmmm...did we wash with soap this morning?
In reply to: Tasiri 's message, "-----" on 10:52:15 04/27/03 Sun

As soon as the tan tells them what she wanted of them, Phoemrut grins to himself, his bad lip lifting in a grimace rather than a smile. Sight was useless, sound just as, but one sense he relied on often, especially in battle, was scent. Once you pick up a scent, his old mentor Lek had told him, it was hard to lose.

So as he feels the weight of Tasiri's gaze, he drinks in her scent, the most unique thing of any Korat that would separate them from a crowd of millions, or lead a willing tracker on a no-brainer trail. A moment later he is gratified in his choice as he hears the drum of her heart slow to a stop. But in his mind Tasiri's scent laces through, identifying her as she lopes around the group, following her through the tree and past Akar and Arukit. When she brushes past him like a tan wraith, he raises his tail slightly, the blade flashing almost as a signal.

His nose never lying to him, he tracks her movements through and around the group, turning and inclining his head slightly as her smell leads the way.

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Replies:

Sniff... sniff... -- Arukit, 20:43:26 04/29/03 Tue
- ----- -- Tasiri, 21:32:26 04/29/03 Tue
  - Listens, mildly annoyed -- Arukit, 02:03:41 04/30/03 Wed
    - Oh boy. O,o -- Numi, 19:05:59 05/03/03 Sat
      - Let's give this a try... -- Akar, 22:07:42 05/03/03 Sat
        Oy, finally I get around to posting. :P -- Raydiehl, 16:51:02 05/04/03 Sun
        All I hear is my dad! -- Arukit, 20:53:09 05/05/03 Mon