She went onto her room. Jug looked up. "What desert place?"
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"A few years maybe.. they might open a permanent position here." She scratched behind his ear. "I don't know do you think I could find a cat for such a thing as a Kohl?"
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Shera grabbed her now dry shirt then put it on. "Oh yeah yesterday some stallion was looking for you. Haven't seen him before so I stayed away. I was still dragging your case anyhow."
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"To the cabin.. you said you want me away from you." She stepped out not giving him a chance to reply.
"I wouldn't know the name. They teleport everywhere these days."
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"Maybe...."
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"What was his name?"
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Festus growled and checked out the food, finally getting hungry. Feeling rather unarmed, he kicked at one of the tent posts and an old crack gave way to a very thin compartment. It held a dart several inches long, the handle wrapped in fine leather. The rest of the blade was ground to a triangle and sharpened to a point so it could cause as much damage as any dagger. Setting the dart down, he started eating.
"Yeah but when did you go?" He sat down wondering if Tapska brought Theazel with this time.
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"Hmmm. Maybe I should solicit then... see if any would entertain the idea." She rolled ever looking around for hanging fruits.
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"I didn't ask, he just was knocking then left. I was half down the row. He was about your age, maybe a little older. Bay with matching mane." She shrugged. "If He comes back do you want me to inquire?"
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Later Hellaina grew cold and decided to sneak back quietly to get a blanket. She pulled the tent flap back slowly.