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Chobi_Chocobo Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 1:18 pm
Chobi:
The seasons were changing and the winds were starting to bring with them an icey chill. A little mistling whom was no where near his post had taken notice. The little horned mistling was collecting fuzzy white stuff off of plants. It had seeds that needed to be picked out but the stuff was perfect for winter snuggles. The little mistling grinned as his bundle of white stuff grew and grew.
It would be a warm winter.
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Little Herb crawled out on a limb to better watch the stranger below him pick away at the white fluff. He'd been wanting to do the same for days now, but between forraging for food and tracking down other usefull plants to store over the long winter he simply hadn't found the time. A soft sigh escaped his lips. Oh well. Maybe he'd find another patch elsewhere, or make do with a burrow full of drying leaves.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 1:37 pm
Chobi:
Sharphorn was to busy picking white fluff to notice that he was being watched. The guard was enjoying him self way to much. Picking white fluff was probably his favorite chore to do during the holidays. He wanted to pick enough to make a nice bed to possible impress the ladies with.
The guards mind started to wander over to the dirty side of things. He didn't notice the wind picking up and blowing his white fluff every which way behind him.
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Little Herb noticed this and began to fidget. No no nononono! If it was going to be picked someone had to use it! It couldn't just blow away in the wind. Such a waste!! His back leg slipped and he found himself hanging upside down from the branch he'd been bouncing on a moment before.
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Chobi_Chocobo Vice Captain
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Chobi_Chocobo Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 1:54 pm
Chobi:
Sharphorn heard a noise and looked up, only to find a male hanging there. He was disappointed but it was his job to protect the mistlings.
"Hang on, I'll save you!" The guard started up the tree only to notice his fluff flying about the winter wind. Crap.
To save this not a female or his white fluff. That was the question Sharphorn faced as he hugged the base of the tree.
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The fur all along Little Herb's back was poofed out as he clung desperatly to the branch. If he fell, maybe he could glide? Did he have enough space to turn and catch the air before hitting the ground?
And now that other male was trying to climb up to help him. Damnit!
"No!" he squeaked as his back paws slipped off the branch. "Gah!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 2:07 pm
Chobi:
"No?" The guard continued to hug the base of the tree. He was confused. His help wasn't good enough or something.
"Remain calm I'm coming up to help you." The head strong guard huffed and started his way up.
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"I'm calm!" Little Herb's paniced voice came echoing back. He was hanging by only his front paws now, and from this direction it almost seemed plausible that he'd be able to get right way up and glide.
Shaking a little, he bagan to rock his body in an atempt to swing his way upright.
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Chobi_Chocobo Vice Captain
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Chobi_Chocobo Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 2:34 pm
Chobi:
Sharphorn froze feeling the vibrations from the tree trunk. He looked up to see that Littleherb was swinging. What in the world was the crazed mistling doing. The guard hurried up faster.
"Stop that swinging you'll fall!" He hadn't realized that Littleherb may have had a plan yet. He hadn't seen the small wings.
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"No! No!" Little Herb squealed. The stranger was shaking the tree, making it hard for him to swing properly. "You'll knock me off! Stop!"
Out of sheer panic he let go, achiving a glide at only at the last moment and crash landing in Sharphorn's pile of fluff.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 2:40 pm
Chobi:
Sharphorn didn't listen as he continued up. It wasn't til the mistling glided and landed in his fluff did the guard mutter a long "ooooooh".
The guard slid down the trunk and ran over to check on the other mistling.
"Are you alright?" He shook the stranger.
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When he ran up Littleherb was rubbing his shoulder with a pained expression on his face.
"Yeah," he lied. "I think I just knocked my shoulder a bit. I'll be fine."
He gave the stranger a small smile. "Sorry about your fluff pile..."
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Chobi_Chocobo Vice Captain
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Chobi_Chocobo Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 2:54 pm
Chobi:
Sharphorn looked at the pile of fluff and then at the new stranger. He shook his head and sighed. He was irritated but glad that the mistling hadn't died.
"Its fine I'll pick more," Sharphorn forced a charming grin, "I'm Sharphorn , town guard. Don't think I seen you before."
Course for a town guard, he was never at his post. It wasa wander anyone reconized him as a guard.
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"Oh," Littleherb murmured as he climbed out of the pile and started picking the fluff from his fur.
"I don't recall seeing you around either," that explained his valient if misguided rescue attempt. "My name is Littleherb. A... healer."
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