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fandomtownies2010-01-17 01:08 pm
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The Gig, Sunday
There were no arguments about whether to go outside or stay in today.
There was, however, a firepit in the middle of the barn floor, with a small (carefully controlled, thank you) fire crackling away to keep wolves and horses warm.
Tending the horses was at least a welcome distraction from worrying (though she'd never admit out loud to worrying) about Tahiri. Their conversation of a few weeks ago had been reassuring as to the fact that her friend was following the right trail, at least.
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There was, however, a firepit in the middle of the barn floor, with a small (carefully controlled, thank you) fire crackling away to keep wolves and horses warm.
Tending the horses was at least a welcome distraction from worrying (though she'd never admit out loud to worrying) about Tahiri. Their conversation of a few weeks ago had been reassuring as to the fact that her friend was following the right trail, at least.
[ooc: post is late, but open.]

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She smiled shyly at Blysse and Blind Seer when she came in - quickly to keep as much heat as possible inside. "Hello," she said uncertainly. "I just wanted to make sure all was well here."
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She nodded. "I would have brought it raw," she agreed.
She was quiet for a moment, then slowly said, "Would you... would you be unhappy if I stayed here with the horses? I wouldn't bother either of you. I could just stay off to the side with them."