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Birdland · 02-16-2003, 11:10 PM

"Hey, said the other bear, "Somebody's sleeping in my stream."

The first bear stopped in his track, as the frantic, triumphant fan maidens ran off into the forest with their booty. As they retreated, Chixinluv raised her delicate hunting horn with the pink "Hello Kitty" motif and alerted the other far-flung fan maidens with the rousing tones of the Booty Call. Then they were gone.

Only the two bears, who were actually Beorns, remained in the now silent glade, gazing down soberly at the sleeping Pimpiowyn. The first sat down on his haunches and thoughtfully scratched his left ear with his hind leg.

"So there is." said the first Beorn, who's name was Bjork. "What is it? A dwarf, you think?"

"Not sure." said the second Beorn, whose name was Bjorn. "Never seen a female dwarf. Could be a dwarf. Could be anything."

"Feet are rather...furry. Could it be a Beorn?"

No, no. I don't think so. Unless she's a Half-Beorn. If she was a born Beorn, she'd be furry all over, now wouldn't she?"

"True enough. Should we fish her out?"

"Well, she looks comfortable enough. Though I dare say she's scaring the fish. Seems a silly place to be sleeping though."

No sillier than the rest of Workmud. I suppose we should pull her out. I think the water is getting in her nose".

So the two Beorn thoughtfully pushed the slumbering Half-Halfing out of the stream with their noses and up onto the muddy bank, where she lay in a sodden heap of designer fabric. Bjork licked the mud from his paw and sat down again with a wheeze.

"Well, she's still sleeping. Should we try to wake her up?"

Oh, I don't know. She might start squealing, like those others. Not sure I could take much more of that."

"Noooo, best not to stay around for more of that. Well, I'm sure somebody will be along eventually to find her. Meanwhile, there's still enough daylight left to swat a few trout. Shall we?"

Don't mind if I do. Lead on, Bjork."

The two faux-bruins waddled off into the forest, leaving our sleeping heroine laying on the muddy bank, where she smiled in enchanted, soggy dreams.

Then came the spiders...

[ February 17, 2003: Message edited by: Birdland ]

02-16-2003, 11:10 PM	#110
Birdland Ghastly Neekerbreeker Join Date: Dec 2001 Location: the banks of the mighty Scioto Posts: 1,751	"Hey, said the other bear, "Somebody's sleeping in my stream." The first bear stopped in his track, as the frantic, triumphant fan maidens ran off into the forest with their booty. As they retreated, Chixinluv raised her delicate hunting horn with the pink "Hello Kitty" motif and alerted the other far-flung fan maidens with the rousing tones of the Booty Call. Then they were gone. Only the two bears, who were actually Beorns, remained in the now silent glade, gazing down soberly at the sleeping Pimpiowyn. The first sat down on his haunches and thoughtfully scratched his left ear with his hind leg. "So there is." said the first Beorn, who's name was Bjork. "What is it? A dwarf, you think?" "Not sure." said the second Beorn, whose name was Bjorn. "Never seen a female dwarf. Could be a dwarf. Could be anything." "Feet are rather...furry. Could it be a Beorn?" No, no. I don't think so. Unless she's a Half-Beorn. If she was a born Beorn, she'd be furry all over, now wouldn't she?" "True enough. Should we fish her out?" "Well, she looks comfortable enough. Though I dare say she's scaring the fish. Seems a silly place to be sleeping though." No sillier than the rest of Workmud. I suppose we should pull her out. I think the water is getting in her nose". So the two Beorn thoughtfully pushed the slumbering Half-Halfing out of the stream with their noses and up onto the muddy bank, where she lay in a sodden heap of designer fabric. Bjork licked the mud from his paw and sat down again with a wheeze. "Well, she's still sleeping. Should we try to wake her up?" Oh, I don't know. She might start squealing, like those others. Not sure I could take much more of that." "Noooo, best not to stay around for more of that. Well, I'm sure somebody will be along eventually to find her. Meanwhile, there's still enough daylight left to swat a few trout. Shall we?" Don't mind if I do. Lead on, Bjork." The two faux-bruins waddled off into the forest, leaving our sleeping heroine laying on the muddy bank, where she smiled in enchanted, soggy dreams. Then came the spiders... [ February 17, 2003: Message edited by: Birdland ]