<font color=maroon>*When Parondor grins makes the suggestive tounge movement Wraithe makes as if to speak, but doesn't. He looks away quickly, thankful Bustfang stepped in.*"Thanks."*Taking a deep breathe he turns to face both of them. He was a little taken a back when Parondor had first said he was Bustfangs lover. But now the otter was getting used to the fact.*"Um...I'll take that as compliment. I think."*Taking another sip of his drink he asks Bustfang.*"How did you two um, meet?"</font> -- MSA Outer Tables

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Date Posted: 18:36:38 04/13/03 Sun
Author: Wraithe Stjerna of the Star clan
Subject: *When Parondor grins makes the suggestive tounge movement Wraithe makes as if to speak, but doesn't. He looks away quickly, thankful Bustfang stepped in.*"Thanks."*Taking a deep breathe he turns to face both of them. He was a little taken a back when Parondor had first said he was Bustfangs lover. But now the otter was getting used to the fact.*"Um...I'll take that as compliment. I think."*Taking another sip of his drink he asks Bustfang.*"How did you two um, meet?"
In reply to: Parondor and Bustfang 's message, "**Parondor nods, grins, something suggestive on his tongue, but Bustfang eyes him.** Siddown, Wraithe's getting nervous. **Parondor laughs, sitting down beside Bustfang**" on 04:51:30 04/13/03 Sun

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**Bustfang laughs.** In a tournament, way to the south. In that tournament, Parondor and I fought for so long, that it was declared a draw, and the prize was split. So we decided to finish the fight in private. **Parondor grins.** Didn't stay a fight for long. (NT) -- Bustfang Tarnysk, 03:39:10 04/14/03 Mon
- "I'll leave that at that."*Sipping his ale he thinks for a moment before asking.*"Why? Why a cougar, first off? And second why a male?"*He signals the bar keep for another round. Then Wraithe leans against the bar and listens to the answer.* (NT) -- Wraithe Stjerna of the Star clan, 12:26:54 04/14/03 Mon
  - **Bustfang chuckles.** Why a cougar? Just happened that way. Our other lover's a really private kinda guy, so I'll have to ask him if he wants his identity revealed, but I can tell you he's an otter. As for males, well, we've both been attracted to males all our lives. **Parondor laughs.** Besides, most females can't take what Bust and I put each other through. Mind you, neither can the otter, but he's a great lover just by being so damned sweet. (NT) -- Bustfang Tarnysk and Parondor, 15:23:46 04/15/03 Tue
    - Wraithe happened to be taking a drink of his ale when he heard the other lover was an otter. Half choking and half sputtering, he shakily set his cup down and stared blankly at the two for a moment. Shaking his head and slapping his forehead, he drags his paw across his face.*"Well at least you think highly of him."*All of a sudden he furrows his forehead and raises an eyebrow, while quicly looking at the lovers alternatly.*"Now you wouldn't have any ideas would you?" (NT) -- Wraithe Stjerna of the Star clan, 09:34:32 04/16/03 Wed
      - **Bustfang and Parondor give each other long looks, with an evil grin on each of their faces.** I always did go in for the athletic type, **Bustfang smirks. Parondor nodds. **Nothing like a tough muscleboy to put in his place," he grins, licking his lips. Nightfur is about to burst with laughter. Finally Bustfang shakes his head.** Naw, we'd never do that to our little buddy. He'd be totally crushed. (NT) -- Bustfang Tarnysk, Parondor, Nightfur Tarnysk, 01:18:20 04/17/03 Thu
        *An audiable sigh is heard as Wraithe exhales. Looking at all three of them with mock reproach.*"Ya know you had me going there for a bit."*Wraithe grabs a rag and tosses it at Nightfur.*"And you! You could have stepped in and said something ya know."*Taking another breathe his normal grin returns and almost connects his ears.*"Well at least it's nice to know that I'm appreciated."*Smiling to himself and with his friends Wraithe takes a large gulp of his ale and orders another round for everyone.* (NT) -- Wraithe Stjerna of the Star clan, 13:56:13 04/17/03 Thu
        **Nightfur smirks, leaning back in his chair.** Now what would be the fun in that? The look on your face was PRICELESS! **Bustfang nods, still chuckling.** Naw, we're happy with just the three of us. **Nightfur nods with a chuckle.** Don't worry, I don't share his taste in lovers. My two wives keep me busy enough, thank you very much. (NT) -- Bustfang and Nightfur Tarnysk, 20:27:33 04/17/03 Thu
        *Taking a moment to think on the situation, then nodding and smiling Wraithe had to agree that had it been someone else, he would have kept his mouth shut to. Looking to Bustfang, he shakes his head and smiles.*"Well I'm glad your happy, but I'm spoken for anyway."*Then turning to Nightfur and raising an eyebrow he asks.*"Two wives? Ain't that a bit much?". (NT) -- Wraithe Stjerna of the Star clan, 11:43:36 04/19/03 Sat
        *Bustfang seems ready to say something smart-alecky, but Nightfur glares at him.** Not a WORD out of you, brother mine! ((INSIDE!)) -- Nightfur and Bustfang Tarnysk, Parondor, 01:17:33 04/24/03 Thu
        *His jaw drops in awe. Eyes go wide. His drink clatters to the floor. The only thought going through his mind is 19 KITS!!! 19 KITS!!! 19 KITS!!!! Holy Sh1t!!! Taking a moment to clear his throat, Wraithe turns and tries to order another drink, but can't get the words out. He turns to Nightfur, holding up one finger and his mouth agape.*"Ahhhh....19?"*Shaking his head, he closes his eyes and smiles.*"Ok I was wrong. Two wives isn't alot. THAT'S a lot!" (NT) -- Wraithe Stjerna of the Star clan, 13:59:33 04/24/03 Thu