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Date Posted: 11:46:44 04/06/02 Sat
Author: Slerin and Yshasha
Subject: ...

As he enters, the young man brushes his hair away from his forehead with one lean 'hand'. The chestnut strands stubbornly refuse to stay where he placed them, sprining immediately back, obscuring his eyes and cheeks. With a sigh at the futility, he bows gracefully to the mother Niyia, the action filled with respect. Slerin unslings his sack and it hits the ground with a soft thud. "Mother Niyia, this is a gift for you or your mate, if you like. If not, I hope it will amuse your children..." He brings out a multifaceted jewel, crystal clear in color, with no visible flaws. As light hits it, it casts rainbows on the Den's walls, flashing brightly. He sets it down, joggling the rainbows a bit. "These are for your Chirrs..." He brings out three large balls, two faceted like a jewel, with banes of glass covering half of their facets. The glass is frosted, so that it gleams just right, without causing any danger to the Chirrs. The third is beaded, and jingles as the bells within it shift. "I am Sliren, great Mother. Would you be so kind as to allow me to stay, and possibly Bond? You have a very beautiful litter." The compliment and query are given with great respect, a deep desire touching his features as he looks fully at the Chirrs. His eyes rest first on the tri-color, noting his beautiful markings, and the rarity. Entertaining a brief fantasy about Bonding with him, he shrugs it off, knowing he would be honored, but that it was not likely, there were others here after all. He then sees the first-born male, and his breath catches at this ones beauty. That one was crtainly special, as were they all, but that one most...The longing is visible once more in his eyes, as he ponders just how one could describe the beauty of that life-long path. Feline ears twitching he waits for the Mother's approval, and the arrival of his sister. Where is she?

A muttered curse is uttered suddenly, in a voice decidedly feminine and Slerin winces, hoping that Yshasha's chances would not be ruined by her rather...distressing?...first impression. The woman picks herself up, eyes suddenly wide as she sees the Chirrs. She's drawn directly to the dark red female, eyes brightening at the prospect of an eternal mating of souls, together utterly...Her ironic nature is buried and the pack much like her brothers falls to the floor. She does not notice the loud thud, still staring. "Oh...my." Yshasha wispers, awed at the Chirrs. "I've got toys..for them. If they're interested?" She gestures absently to the bad, suddenly snapping out of her daze. "Mother Redenvance, I request that you allow me to stay, in hopes that I may Bond with one of your Chirrs. Would you allow me to stay?" It's nice to know that at least some of Slerin's eloquence has rubbed off on me. She smiles, casting an envious glance at those who the Chirrs had already run to. Opening her sack, she takes out small, round balls. Painted brightly, though unlike her brother's, these are lightly scented. Her confidence regained, she advances quietly towards the red and silver female, proffering a scented ball, hoping that she wasn't being to forward, and she's be allowed to stay.

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He smiles at Yshasha -- Tais, 12:43:12 04/06/02 Sat
- ... -- Yshasha, 17:20:03 04/06/02 Sat