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| Riptide Ruva | Jul 16 2008, 10:53 PM |
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Riptide was tired. He had been journeying for nearly a season now, and he was nearly home. However, home could wait a for more hours, and he found himself entering the Compass Point. His mind was one a mug of ale. Before he knew it he was at his familiar table and his paws were resting on its familiar surface. He was also greeted by a very familiar voice. “Get yer footpaws off my table ya scruffy riverdog! Don’t care how long you’ve been gone, I know ya haven’t forgot all my rules!” “Burku my beauty! Well, I think you got prettier while I was away, but I hope your ale has stayed the same. May I have a mug of it, my lady? I just got back from a long journey, and I’m dyin’ of thirst!” Rip’s footpaws slid off the table as he stood up and swept the squirrel innkeeper into a hug. The old Burku bopped him on the head with the wooden spoon she was carrying, but her heart wasn’t quite in it. Rip had always known how to get to her. “Oh, ya scoundrel! Let go of me so I can go get yer ale, nutty otter. Hmph.” Attempting to hide a smile the squirrel scuttled off to get the requested drink. The moment she disappeared into the back room where she kept the best ale Rip’s paws were on the table again. With a contented sigh the brawny otter leaned his chair back on two legs and tucked his arms behind his head. It was good to be back. |
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