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Date Posted: 11:25:51 01/06/02 Sun
Author: Minmons, a Jine
Subject: You're late! You're late! For a very important date...
In reply to: Minmons 's message, "Migration..." on 12:43:36 12/30/01 Sun

Tar watches Tiesha slip away, though her gaze remains riveted on the Minmon cubs. Rather surprised at the black male's sudden sensibility, a slow grin forms. Her keen hearing picks out his words, and it's a fair piece of logic. Too bad the cub probably won't let them get to the trees. The Jine blinks, hearing the message, before flicking her ears indecisively. "We dun tsst'em sped. Fsstr'n y'. Plow duwn tres. Nu'n stups'em." She tilts her head, thinking. Unable to find a plausible escape, she repeats, "We dun tsst'em. T'dang'rus." Golden gaze once more attentively watching the big predators' antics, she doesn't move, not even to edge for cover.

The cub seems perplexed as his shoving doesn't get the female out of his way, and he sits back on his haunches to puzzle it out. The siblings lock gazes again, the sister disapproving, but the male drops his jaw and curls his lip up in what could almost be taken for a grin. Lowering his head, he snorts, before glancing at his sister again. She nods sharply. Lightning-quick, the male's jaws descend, snatching TFD up and lifting her a good forty feet into the air. However, the grip is light, enough to hold her in place but not to harm greatly. As though remembering to keep SF there, the tail blade whips down, slicing the air a mere foot away from the black creature. Gently and with the greatest of care, the cub extends his torso and neck and deposits TFD at the paws of his sister. With a light hop, both forepaws land on either side of SF, and the male lowers his head, fangs glistening.

Tar cringes.

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*tense* -- TFD, 13:58:12 01/06/02 Sun
- Re: *tense* -- Granth, 16:06:45 01/06/02 Sun