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Date Posted: 11:07:12 05/28/05 Sat
Author: Nerilki(Avianyth) Hythe(Ith) Shah Grean
Subject: Who's 'Zarquoun'? muses
In reply to: Tathan 's message, "Great suffering Zarquon!" on 01:11:50 05/28/05 Sat

"You have? Have they introduced themselves to you?" Hythe asked, beginning to looked for Shah's blanket.
Shah burped happily, spraying her mother with warm milk. Hythe wiped it off with a disgusted, but humourous-disgusted, look on her face, and walked over to her bed. She placed her daughter on the patchwork quilt, and pulled a knitted blanket over the toddler.
"Isn't that one I made you?" Nerilki asked, smiling slightly.
"Yes, I believe it was the first one. Shah loves it, and I don't think I've thanked you enough!" Hythe looked at her daughter, and pulled her scarf off her head, letting her ear-lobe length hair fall forward.
"No need, Hythe! You've been too kind with your thank yous!"

"Hi, Aunt Hythe! I'm going to watch the Hatching, is that okay?" Grean ducked in quickly, hair going crazy. He picked up a redfruit from the baset on Hythe's nightstand, kissed his cousin, and began to walk out the door.
"Hold up, mister!" Hythe grabbed him by the back of his tunic, and pulled him back. She handed him a mended shirt, and pointed towards the bathing room.
"Go change- you're filthy! What have you been doing?" she demanded.
"Wrestling," he replied happily, as he grabbed the shirt and went into the bathing area.

Hythe sighed, and turned to Tath and Nerilki. "You'll hae to excuse Grean- he's going through that stage where boys don't want any guidance. I wish Sanhedrine were here," she said, the last sentance almost a prayer.
Grean came out, dressed in clean clothes and his face showing signs of a hasty scrub. Hythe scrutinized the effect, and kissed her nephew on the cheek.
"Go, and have fun. Don't wrestle anymore!" she called as he ducked out of sight down the hall.

"Where are my manners?" Hythe demanded of herself. "Nerilki, Tath, please, take a seat!" She took one herself, crossing her legs, and slumping, all backbone gone. Nerilki sank to the floor, legs folding to her sides. Hotaru and Knightess popped in, and Nerilki held them on her arm as she whispered something. They disappeared between, and reappeared with Nerilki's embroidery- different from the one she had been workig on. This one had a clutch of seven on it, with a green firelizard leaving. The firelizard bore a very close resemblance of Embroidered, Hythe noted.

((No, I haven't. However, I have read- the first chapter! mwahaha Dada-DUM!! Sorry, I've got too much dramtic flair in my blood today- what with it being summer and I raced my sister to the library, and I'm going riding later, and I own the most perfect budgie in the world- I'm hyper and rambling.))

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