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 Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 5:28 pm
The mayor pointed at him as he left. "You'll regret your decision, boy. Mark me, you'll regret it."
Fryma's frown deepened as the threat floated out the door with Moni. "What was that all about?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 5:30 pm
Moni got out his clay and used his nail to write. 'He was trrying to find a way to drive you out of the forest so he could cut it down.' Moni wrote angrily, obviously furious.
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 5:34 pm
Fryma's expression turned grim. "He'll have to do better than try to recruit an outcasted teenage boy to drive me out of the forest. Come. Let's get back to our secret sanctuary. Don't worry. We'll fight with everything we have before we let anyone level the Forest of Songs."
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 5:41 pm
Moni nodded in agreement, holding his hand as they quickly went back into the forest. Home. He felt a bit better and more determined as the birds twittered and a squirrel scurried up his leg and side, perching on his shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 5:44 pm
Fryma relaxed finally, his kind smile returning to his lips. "Hello, my friends." Closing his eyes, he changed to his language. "We must all be cautious for a while. The village mayor has decided he wants to destroy all our homes. Be on the look out for any suspicious activities going on. Help me protect our home."
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 6:00 pm
Moni listened to him speak something foreign to the animals, who all seemed to grow serious, and the squirrel curled up to him, nuzzling his neck and seeking comfort. Moni petted her lightly.
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 6:13 pm
Fryma petted the giant female white wolf that suddenly appeared beside him, taking Moni's hand with his free one. "We are not alone in our fight," he assured the boy. "Nature itself is on our side."
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 6:26 pm
Moni smiled at the reassurance, nuzzling him lightly and continuing to pet the squirrel lightly. His eyelids drooped slightly. All of this excitement and the tour had tired him out rather quickly.
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 6:37 pm
Fryma picked him up, smiling as the squirrel scampered to readjust itself, and carried him to the tree house. "Come on, Swiftfoot. I might need your help getting him there," he addressed the female wolf.
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 6:47 pm
The wolf nodded, following him while Moni snuggled up in his arms, the squirrel settling on his chest, a warm ball of fur that only helped lull Moni into sleep.
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 6:58 pm
Fryma made it back to the treehouse without needing help and got Moni settled in the goose-down feather bed. Instead of going out to admire the nearby river, Fryma sat with his back against the bed and the wolf by his side. Speaking softly, he told Swiftfoot about what had happened in the village and the help and strength he would need from her pack.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 3:16 am
Moni slept on soundly, though at one point he turned, his hand reaching out. He often turned in his sleep, but this time his hand grabbed a hold of the fabric of Fryma's shirt loosely.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 5:54 am
At some point during the night, Fryma had fallen into a light doze. He awoke in the morning to find a slight restriction on his movements. Turning as best he could, he smiled when he saw Moni clutching the back of his robe. Gently removing the hand, Fryma stood and sat on the bed with his back against the wall, being careful not to wake Moni.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 1:55 pm
Moni frowned a little in his sleep as the fabric was gently pried out of his hand, turning some and getting comfortable again with a small sigh, not waking up.
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 2:54 pm
Fryma laid a hand gently on Moni's back and rubbed it. Swiftfoot followed him onto the bed and made herself comfortable, resting her head on the pillow next to Moni's.
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