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| Teren Bocere | Jul 11 2008, 10:06 PM |
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Teren heaved a sigh of complete and total relief as Sceo showed up on the scene. His petrification dissolved enough for him to do a modified scuttle until he was around back of the group, lurking with a haunted air about him. So many strangers! Good for Sceo. Let her deal with them. Teren felt a lingering sense of grudge towards the squirrel, but his innate good-nature (and absent-mindedness) didn't allow it to stay for long. Neither did he. As the crowd clustered in the courtyard, chatting and introducing everyone and going into raptures over the food, Teren slipped back out the gate, taking a deep breath. Free! He did feel a little guilty- with them being short handed, Sceo would probably need him for something. But surely he could have a little time! "Teren!" The voice was more of a bellow than a call. Teren twitched slightly and gave a longsuffering sigh. "Come along, we're going to escort these brave hares to dinner!" "Yes, Commander Sceo!" |
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