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"He's a master." says Tam in reply as though that was answer enough."

Tam flashes him a sidelong smile. "More than half of the monks and priests at the temple are warrior trained, Kerobian. More to keep in shape and to defend their own in times of need should they arrive. This includes Shar."

"Don't worry... yr got the wrong order of priests in mind, me thinks... this order is a peaceful order. They believe in settling things with words, not battle or fist cuffs. Though they will defend each other and those they watch over with their lives if need be. Ye might say, their my kind of priests. Not wimps... not by a long shot, but ye'd never know it to look at them."

Tam leads the way out the door and back towards the temple. "Let's stop at the clinic first before ye go to class. Shar said something last night about checking out your incisions... To make sure the muscles are healing properly. Yer last check up... after this ye'll onlly be seeing her for math lessons and to help out...""

Tam sighs and waits for him to pick himself up. "Everything where it belongs?" he asks in a gentle tease. "Ye know... iffin ye keep this up I'm going to put ye in juggling classes..."

Tam shakes him off laughing. "Well... for someone who juggles, yer turning into quite the klutz... be more careful, Taro... watch where yer going. Maybe ye need to practice it a bit more each day... get yer rhythm back and all."

Tam just shrugs and follows at a more sedate pace. After all a lady never ever loses her cool.

Shar looks at him and notices that even though the cub is sightly out of breath, he isn't breathing hard enough to have been running away from someone, at least not for any great period of time. Still she decides to check it out. Dropping her notes down on her desk she runs out into the hallway and seeing no one, starts to head for the entrance of the temple. Halfway there she sees Tam enter the compound. But as she is merely walking along, Shar is not so certain she is actually chasing Kerobian.

She decides to intercept the lioness to figure out what she wants. Then she almost does a headsmack. Yes, this wingless lioness is smaller than the great white winged lion the bard had transformed into, but she has the same wide paws and carriage as the former. Certain that the cub is up to something, she walks up to the lion and bows in greeting.

Tam chuckles. "Asked ye to stop me, did he?" she remarks with a laugh.

The brother nods a greeting and eyes him in confusion. "Are you still ill, Mater Cat? I thought Healer Sharmistra has given you a clean bill of health."