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 Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:18 am
*Kero groans...he doesn't want to reabsorb that spell...*
You were worried about the bone being out of alignment within his body, right? Well, I set up a cast around the bone to prevent that from happening...it is pure magic, and only exerts force on wingbone when it presses against the inside of the cast. It should serve to keep his wings in proper alignment to heal properly.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:26 am
Shar calms down, a little bit, but not nearly enough from Tam's point of view. He allows her to scold the cub for a short while, to show him how worried everyone was, then cuts in.
"Dawnmistress. I believe I can handle it from here, if you don't mind. He is my charge after all. How is Hopian doing? Do the feathers on his wings seem to be a little duller than usual? I certainly hope so. He needs a good molt, even if it will make him even crankier than normal."
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:29 am
*Hopian groans from within his room, and Shar darts off...allowing Kero to groan a little bit as well*
So...what is it, Sira?
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:38 am
"Your punishment... ready for it?" asks Tam quietly.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:41 am
*Kero shakes his head*
No...may I....meditate, for a little bit...I...I need to calm down...and recover. That much magic...in so little time...I'm not hurt...but I am a little out of breath, mentally and physically. May I please have a moment to catch both kinds of breath?
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:42 am
Tam nods. "You may... and while you are at it, think about what you might see as a fitting punishment. It is time you begin to equate the consequences with the actions."
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:45 am
*Kero nods...and freezes...stiffening as he sinks into his own mind...slowly, his breathing evens out...and he rests...calm...peaceful...and his mind touches Tam's*
Sira...I have thought, but am unable to come up with anything. What I did is too raw, and too varied in it's nature, for me to simply come up with anything viable. I am sorry, but I cannot think of anything.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:55 am
Tam's thoughts flow across his like warm soothing currents. "Then mine will have to do... rest and be strong... I'll tell you my decision after dinner."
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:57 am
*Kero does indeed rest, awakening when he smells supper on the table*
Hey...what's cookin?
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:25 pm
Salunia looks up and him and giggles. "Fwied chicken... " she announces placing the last fork in it's place. "Uncwel Tam says somewone special is coming for dinna.. He keeps chasiiiing Daddy ouwt..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:28 pm
*Kero sneaks in, gently moving, so not as to disturb Tam..then looks around with a great inhalation of breath*
Whoa...it smells good in here, Sira...why the major meal?
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:32 pm
"Your grandmother is insisting she come to dinner." says Tam flippantly. "Hey, finish this gravy, will ye? I need to check the pies in the oven and open the wine." he replies without looking up. He is trying to stir something in a fry pan while open the oven at the same time and it's not working too well. He's also back to his kitsune form... no wings, no glow... just plain and solid Tam.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:37 pm
*Kero finishes the gravy, but his fur is flat to his body...he no longer resembles a black cat so much as a black skeleton....*
G...Gran...Grandm...other.....
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:42 pm
Tam nods and turns to put something on the counter, catching a glimpse of the cub as he moves. He smirks at him and laughs knowingly.
"Sorry, kiddo... ye kind of brought her back into our lives with yer actions... now yer gonna have to live with it. I suggest getting down on yer knees the minute she walks through the door and begging fer yer life... might make the evening a little easier to endure."
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 1:45 pm
*Kero pulls his fur even tighter around himself, and nods*
**Good punishment...talk about making him squirm**
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