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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]Just an old male -.
    No.
    - travelling through -
    Stop.
    - won't be here for long -
    No, no, stop, it's done and gone, there's no more!
    Thank you for the good time.


    [color=#4dd5cc]"Shut up!"

    		 She shouted, head raised and nose flaring. A group of previously singing birds flew off into the sky, matching Minaiben's intensity but not the frail look on her face as they left. Was this what was left of her? Was she to be reduced to mumbling in the forest, flipflopping between drowning herself in social situations and never wanting to see another being again? Was this it, was this all she was now?




    The tall halla bowed her head, shaking it lightly. The bruises wouldn't fade yet, small cuts and tears easily hidden under a long white coat. The tall creature would have rested there for a moment, but she became aware of a sound, however faint, and her ears flicked towards it. As an animal of prey, you tended to be alert more often than not. Painting a grin on her face (the same, friendly one that didn't have any more meaning to her) she spoke up.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"Oi, someone there? Come to help me scare birds?"




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    the young domestic feline heard the call of the slender halla and brought herself to her paws approaching warily, scare away birds did she say? "I'm not sure I'll be of much help, as I'm very small, but i'll try." she said in a calm voice as she gazed up at the boneclanner. Aubrey wasn't a fan of hunting as she was a devoted vegetarian however chasing them away seemed fine to her, "May I ask why you do not like the birds?" she inquired softly.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; bgcolor=; width: 350px; overflow: auto; height: 300px;][justify][font=verdana]Their eating styles were similar then, as Minaiben was an herbivore and couldn't care less about the prospect of including meat in her diet. The brown gaze of the halla took in the child, almost surprised at how small the kid was. She leaned down her head until her nose was bareky above the grass, putting her at eye level with the young feline. Why did she not like birds? That question brought a wide grin to Minaiben's face, giving her an excuse to focus on other things.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"Birds! Where do I start with birds? 'tis not I who hates them, they hate me. I've never met a nice bird - an eagle took a bite from my back, a bluejay woke me from my sleep and a chickadee dumped milk and confetti on me after I had taken a bath."

    		 She was a slight bit melodramatic, in that her head was raised and antlers tossed about indignantly. Still, her grin remained on her face, and she winked at the kid.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"Birds hate Minaiben, and unfortunately, Minaiben means me. What's your name, da'len?"
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    Aubrey's tan lips pulled into a friendly smile and she dipped her head in understanding, her explanation seemed valid as who would want to be woken up and pranked. Aubrey louise would be fed up with the species as well, "That makes sense, Minaiben." she responded in the same soft tone, da'len? It seemed nice, "My name is Aubrey Louise Disharmony. But Aubrey or Louise is just fine." the flame tabby added with another nod.
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    Aw, this kid seemed nice. Minaiben could feel her nerves frazzling a bit around the child, simply because she was barely out of childhood herself and little kid scared her. They were responsibility, and they were often times more honest than adults, more intuitive. Frightening for the barely held together halla. She wore her grin comfortably though, something she was used to holding as truth, as a mask.
    [color=#4dd5cc]"Alright little Aubrey - what are you doin' out here? Are you wandering on your own?"




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