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Date Posted: 23:28:07 04/18/02 Thu
Author: Taunia
Subject: ~^~
In reply to: Zaniel 's message, "Worry" on 22:59:59 04/18/02 Thu

((Moulin Rogue!! Good strange movie! Dun mind, I mean, it wasn't like you had 'Beauty' bite her or anything. ^_^ No sleep? I'll be checking every instant to see if it's started yet.))

The girl beams at the Chirr as she feels the deep red under her fingers like impossibly smooth red velvet. The other two Chirrs she had petted were like that, incredibly and unbelievably soft, like young peaches. She gives the Chirr's head a light scratch, running a hand through the mane. She watches as 'Beauty' becomes engrossed with the toy, wondering what Chirr would bond with who. She smiles at the thought of her brother Tayo bonding with someone, and is glad she herself has been able to have the experience of being among them, even if this time no Chirr chose her.

"It is still an honor." She whispers at large, a braid swinging down over her caramel shoulder in a cord of black. The Chirr looks up briefly but continues to allow the girl to pet her in a sort of non committal way. "I'm sure she's already made her choice, but will allow petting from anyone willing." The Qyne grins at Zaniel, trying to slice through the mood of imminent and sudden quiet. "And I bet one of them, perhaps this little beauty right here, will choose you as their Bonded."

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