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Sage	Jul 28 2008, 09:53 PM
Posts: 5 Group: East Tower Guard Member #60 Joined: July 24, 2008	At set of tall, thin ears swiveled in the direction of the door and tracked the progress of weary footpaws as they came to their ultimate destination on the tabletop after a minor debate about the properness of such a placement with the innkeeper. Thankfully, there was a head attached to this particular set of ears and as the old woodlander sauntered off to fetch some brew, the eavesdropper turned his head to look at the burly otter who would so defy the squirrelmum. The head, like the ears, belonged to Sage, a young rabbit not yet out of his leveret years, and it certainly showed what with his petite frame and soft features. He was clothed in a loose shirt and slacks that just exposed the very top of what looked to be a very unfriendly scar on his chest. The leveret was nothing special to look at save for this scar and the peculiar mask-like fur pattern around his inquisitive green eyes. His mind had been wandering back to the swamps and his squirrel friends when this new creature had entered and shaken Sage from his day-dreaming -- quite a feat -- with his barbaric appearance. The leveret had seen many strange beasts in the past five years he had been away from his warren, but each new one was so exotic to the sheltered child that he couldn't help staring now and again, soaking in the shape, size and oddities of beast with his eyes and tucking them away in some secret corner of his mind. Who was this creature with his war paints? Where had he come from and where was he going? What stories could he tell? Instead of these intelligent and thoughtful questions, the words that left the child's mouth were, "You look like the evil sea otter from the story 'bout Rosefoot an' Leechpaw." Sage picked up the lemonade he had been drinking and took a sip, blinking and smiling vaguely at the otter he had inadvertently insulted. His mother would have had something to say about keeping ones observations to oneself, but Mama wasn't around. Edited by Sage, Jul 29 2008, 04:17 PM.


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