A young girl enters -- Tan Den

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Date Posted: 23:08:25 04/07/02 Sun
Author: Sitara
Subject: A young girl enters

She smiles widely, her fox tail flickering excitedly behind her. She bows deeply to Redevance, respect written all over her face. Her red hair swishes around her face as she stands, and she brushes it out of her eyes impatiently. Her eyes flicker from one thing to another in the den, taking in everything, until she has seen it all, at which point she smiles widely again, this time aiming her smile at the young chirrs.

She opens her mouth to speak, and suddenly overcome with the enormity of bonding, she bows again, to cover her sudden loss of words. She smiles nervously at Redevance again, and takes a deep breath. She manages to keep her voice from quavering as she speaks. "Greetings great mother. I am Sitara." She stops to take a rest, quite out of breath. She breathes deeply again, and continues. "I have come to see your beautiful chirrs, and I hope to bond with one."

Having said it, she is relieved, and yet, at the same time, afraid. She waits breathlessly, trying to keep her eyes on those of Redevance, but finding her eyes drawn to the chirrs. She longs to run to them and play, but restrains herself, knowing that patience is a virtue, and it might do her some good to display it for once in her life. She places her hand to her stomach to calm the butterflies dancing figure-eights inside it, and waits breathlessly.

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She thinks -- Sitara, 23:36:19 04/07/02 Sun