Date Posted:23:56:51 05/15/05 Sun Author: Tathan Subject: Which are... In reply to:
Nerilki (Avianyth)
's message, "Mood Rings . . ." on 15:19:50 05/15/05 Sun
Well, that made sense. If her canines were supposed to control themselves, then her trying to control Bronzie made sense. Tathan politely moved out of the way for Fern as she re-entered the room – and remained out of her way, since she looked like she was in the kind o mood to eat him for breakfast. Now on his knees, the boy gathered up the smaller strands of wool from the blanket, to add to his armful. Canines looked like more trouble than they were worth, he decided. Maybe he shouldn’t get one, if he ever had the opportunity.
“Yes, greenrider.” Tathan looked at Nerilki in surprise. How did she know his name? She must have lived in Southern Boll. He liked it there – it was the one place that would trade with the Holdless, and when they were guests there, Tath was left alone – the other men didn’t want to appear ill-mannered in front of trading partners, so they didn’t bother him. Sometimes for three whole days. Occasionally one would get bored of being nice, and would come and find him, but staying at Southern Boll became the thing he most looked forward too. “But most people just call me Tath.”
Hope she doesn’t remember me too much… The young man swallowed. If this girl remembered him being there – he had mostly just stayed with the others in his group when he was there, but sometimes he had gone off and seen a bit of the Hold – then she might have seen one of the men hitting him…or worse. And he didn’t want her to have seen that. Then she might pay him even more attention…
((I don’t think he actually knew her…he wasn’t really allowed to make friends. The Holdless didn’t really trust the people in the Hold…and they didn’t want to loose their play-toy.))
