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    Feather sat boredly outside his window, singing softly to herself

    ooc: yes :)

    Np- you can start rping if you want but you might want to read the other pages to see what's going on

    When morning broke, Feather still sat in the tree, waiting for him to wake.

    OOC: my info is on page 9 in this thread ;)


    IC:


    Sybil walks over to a tall pine tree and climbed it she sat on one of the middle branches and began listen to music on her ipod

    Feather whacked her head off the trunk of the tree, "WAKE UP!" She stage-whispered into his window