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[rdmcatpaw]

I guess I haven't been going out as much lately since the birds and what appeared to be similar to rabbits that were on board briefly... I kind of miss my Chocobos that I raised. Even though I know they're being taken care of.

I'll probably feel better in a few days. Don't worry about it, I'll be fine.

...Um, Remy was it? I think that was who. When was that party?

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[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She gave a small giggle as well as she shifted Tequila in her arms to a more comfortable postion.]

Yeah~ ...Although, what is he? I've never seen something like him before.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Tequila continued his happy chittering. Oh he was loving the attention.]

He be a raccoon. Natcha's rogue. Got him back in wintah as a gift. Da liddle guy went through everytin' in my room. Took a couple weeks to get him trained as he be now.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Vana'Diel doesn't have raccoons.

[She tilted her head a little.]

So you didn't have to become a Beastmaster to train him?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas shook his head.]

Not really. Only taught da liddle a couple of simple commands. He be smartah den he looks. Besides, we trolls be havin' a natuhral connection wid da beasties.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. I'm not much of a Beastmaster but sometimes I have monsters that follow me around for a little bit.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas stares at Cat, looking a little worried.]

Dat don't be soundin' good at all.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I don't mind if they're non-aggressive.

[She can't help but laugh at that.]

Maybe they're just looking for some food.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Heh, genahrally when monstah be followin' me fuh food dey be havin' a troll sandwich in mind.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

They must be the aggressive kind then. I hate it when that happens, you're minding your own business and then...

[She makes a punching motion with a free hand.]

Pow! Attack you for no reason!

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Yeah dey do have a habit of makin' life hardah fuh ja. Remembah fishin' in Dustwallow one day when dis group of Muhlocs found me. Crazy fish bastards chased me fuh two miles before I lost dem.

[Tequila looked back and forth between Cat and Kevas. The attention was no longer on him and that simply would not do. He squirmed in her arms and pawed at her trying to gain her attention again.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Muhlocs? Murlocs? Kind sound like the Sahagins.

[Although she was going to say more until Tequila started to paw at her, the Mithra looked down.]

Yes?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Muhlocs. [For the life of him, Kevas couldn't figure out why so many people had such a hard time understanding him.] Dose fish freaks ruined more fishin' trips den I can count.

[Kevas looked over at the raccoon and rolled his eyes. Tequila was giving Cat the biggest puppy dog eyes he could muster. He gave a pathetic chirp and nuzzled against her.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Those kind of things are rough in the Grotto, especially when you're lost and scared out of your witts for not having a map.

[She gave a small giggle at the nuzzle before stroking the fur.]

He's very affectionate, isn't he?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Tequila chittered happily. This was much better. He began nuzzling Cat more, eager for more stroking.]

Dat be one way of puttin' it.

[Another would be to call him an attention whore.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

One way?

[She sat down on her bed, so she could pet the raccoon much better.]

Ah, you can sit down if you want.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas smiled and waved his hand.]

Nah, aftah bein' stuck in dat bed fuh so long I wanna stretch my legs as much as possible.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[She gave a nod and continued to pet and scratch.]

I'm glad that you're feeling much better. Did you ever get those flowers?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Tequila rolled onto his back, giving her access to his tummy. He was loving every moment of this.]

Flowuhs?[Kevas tilted his head in confusion.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She glanced down to Tequila, rubbing the belly before looking up at Kevas.]

When you broadcasted, you were rambling about needing flowers for forgiveness.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas blinked. He didn't have a clue what she was talking about.]

Flowuhs and fuhgivness? Did I say anytin' else?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

It was for a girl you knew and how she'll forgive you if you gather alot of flowers.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Oh that didn't sound good at all. He felt a sudden lump in his throat.]

Was dat all I said?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas let go of a breath that he didn't know he had been holding.]

I don't remembah a damn t'ing about dat, but dat fevah got pretty bad towards da end. Mustah started seein' t'ings.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Weird.

[She tilted her head.]

I didn't know if my magic would help or not... considering the last time...