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    Normally Tigerlily was a rather orderly person, and preferred to keep all of his belongings on neatly arranged shelves, but it seemed like luck wasn’t on his side today. The canine had spent most of the morning look for a book on Gymnosperms, which would normally be with all the other plant books, but after Beck had so ceremonially messed up all of his bookshelves, he realized that it could be in any one of these dangerous looking stacks. So with a clearly frustrated sigh he would start to slowly push each stack out the door of his hut and onto the ground, intending to sort them out in broad daylight. But it seemed like he had a lot more books than he had originally though, for soon there were nearly six or seven piles of novels, picture books, and field guides sitting on the ground next to his door, and Tiger didn’t have nearly enough energy to start de-stacking them. Instead the male would end up sitting next to one of the stacks and closing his eyes, letting out a soft exhale of breath in the process. This could take a while.

    Books. They were the things that his father basically lived with. Riddlersgame had been a keeper of a library after all, he always associated books with the now exiled male. Maybe he was a little bitter about it but there was nothing to do. Pale amber eyes landed on the older golden retriever before briefly flickering over the tall stacks of books on the ground. "Where did you get all those books?" The dark furred vulpes would query as he padded towards the exhausted male. From what he could take from the situation, the apprentice would suspect that these books were all lugged here by the canine or they were lugged out of the hut for some apparent reason.

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    Where did he get all these books? Well, some of them were from his original clan, and others he had borrowed from the library, but most of them happened to be gifts. As for the more practical answer- "Oh uh, they were all previously inside my hut, but I decided to move them outside so I could reorganize them." Next to the plethora of candles that sat all over the floor, desk, and shelves, there was no real source of light inside of his home, and therefore he found it rather hard to sort through stuff without lighting the candles, which he only did once the sun had set. "I can move them back inside if they're blocking anyone's way. To be frank with you, I doubt I'm going to find the book I'm looking for by nightfall, but it's worth a try."

    reading was a skill albion had been working on for some time. reading when she had free time in eden had helped quite a bit, and from what stolensuns had taught her as well during their long travels. of course she still had much to learn; albion's vocabulary wasn't perfect. there were still words she did not know, especially big ones, that were lost to her completely. still, seeing the stacks had her stare in awe. "wow.. its perfect! i could spend a... a million years reading all of them!"

    Books. Pierce loved books, had always loved them from the moment he was introduced to them. He could remember being a little kid, probably five or six months old, and sitting in Riddlersgame's library as the tabby read aloud to him- before he learned how to read for himself, of course. He had spent hours at a time in there, listening to his former friend's kind, patient voice as he read stories or even just random non-fiction books to him, occasionally pausing to quiz him on a word or two. Of course, it would eventually come to an end when Riddlersgame announced that it was time for them to both go back to their homes, and they would part ways. As time went by and Pierce got older and learned how to read, he would stay later, even after Riddler left to go home to his family, to read some of the great books his then-mentor had. Although he kept a few books in his studio, he had not returned to the library for more, and even still, sitting down and actually reading like he always used to left a bittersweet taste in his mouth. "What book are you looking for? I can help find it, if you like," the serval offered as he arrived, halting near Mie with a pleasant smile as his large amber visionaries swept over the multiple piles of books.

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    Reorganization? That was going to take a long time considering the amount of books that were laying around. He agreed with Tigerlily's sentiment, there was no way they could find a specific book by nightfall, at least if only one creature searched for it. Taking note of the two other who joined them, notably Pierce who he offered a brief flicker of a smile to before shifting his attention back to the owner of all the books. "I'll help too," the kitsune offered, "I don't have anything pressing to attend to at the moment."

    THERE'S A FIRE THAT BURNS INSIDE

    IT'S AN INSTINCT THAT NEVER LIES | TAGS | 8/26/17