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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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Tzirret didn't mind what he did with Ma'tanza, as long as he got to be with her. Taking a bath actually sounded most appealing, as it had been a long time since Tzirret could feel clean and free of incessant itches. He was about to sound his agreement when Ma'tanza became embarrassed by the results of their closeness.

"What?" Tzirret propped himself up and realised what she was looking at. "Oh, er..." Tzirret sat up quickly, wide eyed and flat eared. He had felt so comfortable that he didn't even realise that Ma'tanza would be embarrassed by his bodily reactions. They had been similar up on the hill, although maybe she just didn't notice until now.

Tzirret was mortified. He shuffled in the sand where he was seated and turned to face away from Ma'tanza. Just as he usually did when he felt he had made a mistake, he cringed in embarrassment, but this time he also tried to cover himself with his hands. "It is this one who should be sorry," he said, sounding defeated, "It...should go in a minute. Thi-this one can get a loincloth after that."



"Hmm..." Gallus replaced the staff into the box and stood up straight. He held a hand to his mouth in thought. He had already been given a rudimentary tour of the clan home and there wasn't really much that he needed that he couldn't get himself.

After a moment, he looked up at Ri'vashi curiously with an unlikely though. "This may sound strange. I am not sure how much experience you would have, but I have two young men in my pack, fifteen and eighteen years old, that I have looked after since they were children." Gallus looked ahead, "Recently they have both been exploring more mature experiences. One has found a girl in the Senchal clan and the other has found one in the champion's pack, of all things."

Gallus sighed through his nose. Posing the questions in his head was more difficult than he thought. "I normally take a hands-off approach unless they need to be told where the boundaries are, but...they are not clear here, not completely. I do not mind them getting in relationships, but, do you think its healthy for them to be with such people? I can see at least one getting seriously heartbroken in the future, and it won't be any fault of theirs." Gallus leaned against the box full of staves and looked to Ri'vashi, "What do you think?"
As he was scratched behind the ear, Tzirret twisted his head and closed one eye, trying to angle Ma'tanza's hand to a sweet spot. The combination of a hug and a scratch on the belly made Tzirret groan and open his mouth, before rolling lazily onto his back with Ma'tanza on top of him.

It was relaxing to be treated as such, even if Tzirret hadn't hunted in a while. He opened his mouth futher in a wide yawn, showing off all of his teeth. Ma'tanza was lifted up slightly on Tzirret's chest as he inhaled, but lowered just as quickly. He then brought his arms around Ma'tanza again and held her closely for another minute. It was likely nice and warm up against him.

After another minute, Tzirret began to shrink and shift back to Khajiit form with Ma'tanza still on top of him, but he didn't mind. He just grinned, laughing a little bit as if he had been laughing more in his beast form. He looked into Ma'tanza's eyes and murmured through his teeth, "If Tzirret has to be a pet wolf, Ma'tanza has to be a pet lion. Tzirret always wanted a cat." It was barely a few seconds before he held Ma'tanza close again and resumed kissing her.

Whenever they finally pulled away, however long that took in the quiet sandy cavern outside of the gate, Tzirret brought a hand up to run a thumb down Ma'tanza's neck and shoulder and looked at it with less sureness. "Um...so, what should we do now?"

With their bodies pressed against one another, Ma'tanza could easily detect Tzirret's physical desires, but Tzirret did not want to push that option. Not only for Ma'tanza's comfort, but for the fact that he did not think to get those potions that Gallus taught him about. He would be fine whether they would separate there for the night or not. But, if they were to part ways, for whatever reason, Tzirret knew he could only do so reluctantly.



"Is that so?" Gallus said through a laugh, "And here I thought that was just a myth. Well, huh, another trick for the books then." His laughter calming, Gallus brought a finger up to scratch his head, "Though, I can't say I would have tried it in that form. It sounds like it would be rather...violent."

Gallus shook his head to purge the thought. It was probably not something he would employ unless he either had to or became too curious. He instead strode over to the meat cabinet and turned to Ri'vashi as she meditated. "Do you need another scamp, or are you satisfied for now?"
The Rottenbone has imbibed the perfectionist's caring urge, and is grateful for his charitable offering.


Carry it well. It might not last in Toun.
Kyang leaned back where she stood and rubbed the back of her neck under the leather flaps of her helmet. "Alright, I'll take your word for it," she said, clearly unconvinced. She wasn't sure whether it was a good or a bad thing that Torako was back to her more cheerful self, but Kyang didn't see it as necessary to question her behaviour right now.

When Liu came into the restaurant, Kyang's expression went from confused to curious. "Oh, good morning, Liu," Kyang said as her eyes flicked to where Liu's arrow wound was, "It was kind of hard to sleep in with what the plans are today. How is your shoulder? Can I punch it without feeling bad?"
@Muttonhawk Hmm. Ull'Yang isn't that radiant right now. It seems like not many people have gone over the finalized CS :D Some changes are there for you to read, some will be revealed ICly ;)

EDIT: But don't worry, Ull will do his thing with Slough :)


Alright, I changed the description. Sorry, it's just that there were quite a few characters to keep up with :(
While Tzirret's eyes were closed, he could smell Ma'tanza in front of himself, so he wasn't upset when she pecked him on the snout. He simply smiled inwardly. What he didn't expect was to be tackled. His eyes shot open and he bent backwards to compensate for Ma'tanza's momentum as she threw her arms around him. Tzirret wasn't quite toppled over, as he was able bring one arm back to support his upper body. Once he had processed what happened, Tzirret sat up again and put his arms around Ma'tanza, nuzzling the side of her head with his snout.

The playfulness not only interrupted Tzirret's attempts at transforming back, but encouraged his beast spirit to play as well. He perked his ears and suddenly rolled off to one side with a higher pitched, friendly growl, taking Ma'tanza with him. Tzirret's rolling stopped as he let Ma'tanza go while he was on top of her, but lifted his body up so he wouldn't crush her. He then licked her face and neck a couple of times, before lifting his head and sounding a tiny, muffled bark, waiting for her to do something else.



While Gallus had seen werebears before, he had seldom been so close to one, and never confronted one so large. He flinched as Ri'vashi sprung upon the scamp, but as the confused beast sniffed and searched for its kill, Gallus let out a chuckle. They really did have to submit to their instincts. Rather than risk enraging Ri'vashi, Gallus swiftly tossed the half-carcass out in front of her and stepped back to allow her to feed.

Gallus didn't quite know if Ri'vashi understood what she was saying in her form, but he asked anyway. "You mentioned that some people fight before killing to also satisfy their instincts, but who is this La'tahne you speak of? Does she fight a bit too hard?" Gallus was willing to repeat the question after Ri'vashi was done if it didn't seem like she was listening.
@Double Capybara, there we go. Kind of passive, but acknowledging at least.

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Don't be offended. He's a bit of a... loony Toun

God damn it. @Double Capybara, I'm sorry, I'll edit something in. I must have scrolled too frantically.
@Muttonhawk

Oh, Vestec's gonna have fun with Toun.

He's gonna do things just to annoy him.

"Don't touch that."

'You mean this?'

"Yes tha-NO DON'T- YOU SON OF A BITCH."

'We had the same mother.'


'Daaaaad! Vestec's breaking by things again!'

'Would you two SHUT UP! I will turn this confluence around if you don't settle down! Mark my words!'
Vulamera may eavesdrop, yes.
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