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( mine are just tootling around doing their respective duties. Holidays, family crises and sickness have slowed me down. Sometimes it's hard to thing of something to add with all the hullabaloo, but with the holidays over, I'll poke in occasionally when the mood strikes.)

(you can always tie up the loose ends with the human interlopers, and I'll follow suit. You started your Chinese guy in the kitchen and then didn't do anything with him. Do they find them? Or are the birds finally wiped out? )

And the Queen stays keeping to herself mostly

( and they lived happily ever after )

Emily poked her head in the kitchen upon hearing her Majesty's voice there, and noticed a strange man now there, being told what to do next by the cook and being scowled at by the brusk kitchen maid.

Emily was back in the kitchen, working hard and scrubbing the heavy pots and pans, and keeping the fire going, and generally doing all the chores assigned to the scullery maid.

Acan blushed at the gift, not being himself worthy to receive such a gift from a lord. " Thank you, milord," he said quietly, lowering his eyes submissively.

Acan started, then shyly stopped. " May you be blessed in the hunt, and may all your ventures be prosperous," he stated. Acan wanted to break out of his shell, if only a little.

Acan smiled, silently acknowledging Reptar's assessment.

Acan watched his life's work sway in the gentle breeze, their perfumed heads nodding lazily. He was glad that his garden facilitated so many connections among the birds, but lamented his own awkward abilities with the fairer sex. After all, he was huge, practically a giant among birds, standing...

( the queen is also a raven. And her beau is dead. It was a good thing too, as he was sort of a dork anyways. The character form is at the beginning of the thread with the rules of engagement. Garjla must accept your character form, then you can play!)

Acan took to pruning some bushes that had flowered heavily earlier in the year, in hopes that they would bloom well the next year as well. He took some of the best cuttings to make grafts to be planted elsewhere in the Queen's gardens.

As Jeffrey got back to work in the garden, she was strangely silent. His face was a little ashen when he had returned from the Queen's throne room, but his color had returned soon enough. "How did it go, Jeffrey," asked Acan as he was using his huge terror bird feet to turn the soil with...

Emily slipped away after the meal rush was over and dishes had been done well enough to slip away. As soon as she had noiselessly escaped out the scullery door, she shifted into her Philippine monkey eating eagle self, and quickly ascended the sky. She soon found an updraft so she could just...

Magatha and Dan shifted and flew to their quarters attached to the henhouse. Shifting back to her human shape, Magatha hobbled in slowly, holding onto her husband Dan, who lovingly held open the door for her as she shuffled inside.

( I'm back home now, thank goodness, and rested up and back to work. Was a long, slow trip. Put on 3400 miles with 3 kids, I should earn a medal.)

(not sure exactly, but he does get rather frisky with his characters more than the rules like for G rated content, so I'm wondering if it is that.)

( I'm pretty sure jabba/ poesacomplice got the ban stick, and i am still on the road, but I'm hoping to get home tomorrow. Hooray! Soo looking forward to my own bed!)

" Thank you again, your Majesty," he croaked, bowing again and turning to leave the throne room. He was so nervous he nearly fell flat on his face as he went, but caught himself and straightened, walking stiffly out.