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Post by Arawn on Aug 9, 2005 16:58:13 GMT -5
The large, brown pelted, female otter whooped loudly as she steered her rudder through the waters swiftly. It was a warm day in the Water Meadows, the dragonflies hovering from lily pad to bulrush. Minnows and all kind of small fish darted away from the riverdog as she continued her swim. And there she saw it. A ridge above the water. She hauled herself from the shallows and climbed up to the small hill. A handful of gravel came lose and it tumbled below as she climbed fearlessly up the sheer face. it was a vertical drop, but no taller than by one head.
She finally reached the top, viewing the meadows before her. She sniffed loudly and then ran towards the edge of the ridge, barreling off the top, still whooping loudly.
She hit the water with a splash, sending water every which way as well as ripples and waves.
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Post by Kirlan the Brave on Aug 10, 2005 16:04:30 GMT -5
"Whew...ye ken sure splash up a storm, missy..." Kirlan commented, wiping water from his eyes with the back of his paw. "Naece to meetcha! Ah'm Kirlan th' Brave! An' who maeght you be?" the friendly hare asked in his broad accent.
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Post by Arawn on Aug 10, 2005 17:45:13 GMT -5
The otter maid suddenly noticed a hare along the shores, wiping water from his eyes. She grimaced and approached him. "Sorry matey! I be Arawn. It was a su'prise t' meet ya here, Kirlan!"
She smacked her rudder on the ground, trying to wipe off any moisture from her fur and face. "Why are ya out 'ere, Kirlan?"
The otter's accent was rather odd, not like normal otter speech. It sounded a bit more rough. It could have been accounted for the fact that her father was a sea otter. She had been raised in such a clan until she set off traveling.
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Post by Kirlan the Brave on Aug 11, 2005 18:23:09 GMT -5
"Weel...ah'm out fer a walk...Ah sees ye're a sea-speakin' beast...Wot brings ye' inlan' this far?" he replied.
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Post by Arawn on Aug 15, 2005 18:38:31 GMT -5
Arawn looked carefully back at Kirlan. Could she trust to tell him of what her history was? How she had had to leave? Banished?
She paused before answering. "Err...well, you see matey, I wasn't tha' well liked back 'ome. Me folks had..er, a 'roblem when I was a mere Dibbun. 'Tis too hard to explain. I just like these 'ear water'eadows." She scratched her head with a claw, before waiting a reply.
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Post by Kirlan the Brave on Aug 15, 2005 19:15:19 GMT -5
"Ahh...Ah see...well then, missy, would yah like tae coom back wid me tae Redwall? I thinks they'll all loves ye there!" he suggested understandably, paw cupping chin in a thoughtful manner.
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Post by Arawn on Aug 16, 2005 17:57:18 GMT -5
Arawn thought for a moment, then nodded back. "Redwall? Where's 'hat? I'd neva 'eard of such a place."
Redwall? Why did it seem to be a comforting word? A word where she could find pezce? She didn't know, but she wished to go there is she could.
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Post by deodar on Aug 16, 2005 20:21:24 GMT -5
"Besides, marm, there's a whoppin' pond back at the Abbey." Another hare came up behind Kirlan. "Hello, I'm Deodar, former Runner of the Long Patrol." She held out a paw towards Arawn.
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Post by Kirlan the Brave on Aug 17, 2005 15:16:03 GMT -5
"Ach! Where'd ye coom oot fraem, lass?" asked Kirlan, seeing Deodar pop up. "But aye, she's raeght. Ah big ol' whoppin' pond...with laets o' fishies an shrimp. Besaedes 'at there's plenty o' space where ye kin bed up."
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Post by Arawn on Aug 20, 2005 15:28:44 GMT -5
Arawn suddenly noticed the presence of another, a hare that introduced himself herself as Deodar.
She held out her own large, webbed paw. "'ello 'here matey. A pond you 'ay? Why I'd be! 'edwall sounds mightee fine! We riva dogs love 'ny place with wata!" She clapped her furred paws together, then slapped her rudder on the ground in excitement.
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Post by deodar on Aug 20, 2005 18:05:08 GMT -5
" Just follow us, marm, we'll have you there in just a tick, wot." Deodar said, giving Arawn a wink. "So what's your name? Arawana? Erinwa? Arron? Are on what I wonder?"
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Post by Kirlan the Brave on Aug 20, 2005 19:46:53 GMT -5
"Ach. Cut your teasin' lass! Let th' h'otter 'ave her peace!" Kirlan chided, with mock severity. He'd never chide her unless needed. They set off towards Redwall. ((TO REDWALL WE GO!!!))
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Post by Arawn on Sept 4, 2005 17:49:23 GMT -5
Arawn chuckled her amusemnt. "Arawn, laddie. 'member that un I 'pose." She shook out a fore leg from moisture and gave way into her otter voice, like a trilling melody. "Redwall we go!"
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