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Post by Memorie on Apr 29, 2006 14:37:38 GMT -5
Shereae nodded. Somehow knowing she could trust this man, she said, "Well, okay. That sounds good." She smiled. "How many were there in the clu...I mean, litter?" Lots of kittens were cute, she thought to herself. Her friend Mehran's cat never could have kittens, he had been a male feline.
((Sorry that's so short, but I thought I'd let you get us up there. *winks*))
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Post by hrsegrl245 on May 5, 2006 13:31:46 GMT -5
J'mie smiled and told Gavanth to meet them at the weyr. "Its up this way m'dear." He began to walk in the direction ogf his own weyr. "Well I believe it was either seven or eight. Don't quite remember. She doesn't seemt o miss the thers except for wanting a playmate. My other feline doesn't quite like to play as much as other kittens do." J'mie continued in the same direction before making a couple turns. He felt he had been neglecting the poor felines lately. Drills were more intense and he had so much to keep up with. He was so glad that he was not a Weyrleader at this point in time.
"Right through here." He added as they made a turn into the Desta wing's weyrs. His own was on the end. "Here we are." He opened the doorto the spacious room. It was well decorated considering there was a lone man living there. The table was covered with old musty hides and his own scribblings here and there. Other than that the weyr was spotlessly clean.
"Theres the little one." A few second upon entering the kitten had made herself known by rubbing on the legs of both people who entered. Her orange stripes were dark compared to her lighter fur around them. "She is a darling. Gavanth has yet to name her. Says I should. He probably will just call her the little gold...forever if its left up to him. Do you know any good names?"
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