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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2007 18:28:04 GMT -5
"You want a shadowcat, then," Aranya said. "Although wolves and dogs are smarter than you might think." She brooded a bit over her two beautiful, fawn-colored wolfhounds who had died in the boarhunt that afternoon. "I'm going to breed a kennel of excellent hunting hounds when I get to Duskendale. Wolves and dogs can be as cunning as foxes."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:30:40 GMT -5
"I will find a shadowcat. That is what I want," Yohn says, declaratively.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2007 18:33:10 GMT -5
Aranya grinned, impulsively pulled him into her lap and ruffled his hair, knowing how he would hate it.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:34:39 GMT -5
Yohn spins his face towards Aranya, angry. To get her to let go, he gives her nipple a firm pinch and jumps from her lap and runs away.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2007 18:36:10 GMT -5
"Ow!" Aranya covered her breast, stuck a long leg out, and tripped him as he ran. "You little idiot! Do you know...why did...come back here!"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:37:16 GMT -5
Yohn starts scrambling away on his hands and knees, trying to weave past some of the surprised knights.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:38:51 GMT -5
OOC: BTW, Yohn is now 12-13 yrs. old. Just checked the year. He's getting harder to handle.
Misremembered his birth year. No, he's still 9-10.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2007 18:38:59 GMT -5
Quick as a cat, Aranya leaped after him in two long bounds, and scooped him up, her arms firm and strong despite his wriggling. "You stupid boy," she growled, but she sounded a little amused. "You're as wild as a shadowcat. I wish I'd never told you about them."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:40:27 GMT -5
Yohn bites her arm. Not hard enough to break flesh, but hard enough to startle her. He tries to wiggle free. Some of the knights start laughing at the sight. Most of heard of his famous temper.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2007 18:42:06 GMT -5
Aranya wrestled him down, her knee in the small of his back and her hands on his arms. "Apologize," she said firmly. "You're no longer a little boy to do things like that." Her eyes still looked a little amused by the boy's obvious anger.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:43:13 GMT -5
Yohn's eyes flash blank. Suddenly, one of the hunting dogs, laying near the fire, stands and starts nuzzling Aranya for attention.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2007 18:44:50 GMT -5
Aranya grinned at the boy. "Is that your apology?"
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:46:38 GMT -5
The dog licks her face with a long wet tongue.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2007 18:48:42 GMT -5
Aranya laughed and ruffled the dog's head, just the way she'd ruffled Yohn's. She let up off Yohn. "You're ridiculous, child." But she smiled.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Oct 12, 2007 18:50:55 GMT -5
Yohn stands and brushes the rushes off his coarse spun tunic and sticks his tongue out at Aranya. The rest of the knights and celebrants have all already turned back to their conversations.
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Hope you all are well and happy.