Hyzenthlay (
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paradisalogs2013-03-31 08:24 am
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Who: Hyzenthlay (
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What: Welcoming a rabbit to a castle (or 'This place is too big and smells like man')
When: Easter Sunday!
Where: in and around the Lobby, under couches and behind chairs
Rating: G.
It had been a harrowing escape, and there was more the one instance where Hyzenthlay doubted they were going to make it. Not all of them did.
But of all the things she had expected to happen next, as they sat damp and bedraggled on the bank the next day, was to blink and suddenly find herself in a man's house. It reeked of man, and it was filled with all manner of strange and frightening things.
She froze, pressed tight against the floor of the lobby, ears flat against her back and nose working furiously. She couldn't smell any of them - Thlayli, Thethuthinnang, or even Kehaar - and she couldn't tell if it was just an absence of them or the overpowering stench of Man.
The moment she gets her wits about her enough to move, she darts under the nearest cover (a couch) and spends the morning trying to evade detection and explore, trying to find any clue where the rest could have gotten off to.
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What: Welcoming a rabbit to a castle (or 'This place is too big and smells like man')
When: Easter Sunday!
Where: in and around the Lobby, under couches and behind chairs
Rating: G.
It had been a harrowing escape, and there was more the one instance where Hyzenthlay doubted they were going to make it. Not all of them did.
But of all the things she had expected to happen next, as they sat damp and bedraggled on the bank the next day, was to blink and suddenly find herself in a man's house. It reeked of man, and it was filled with all manner of strange and frightening things.
She froze, pressed tight against the floor of the lobby, ears flat against her back and nose working furiously. She couldn't smell any of them - Thlayli, Thethuthinnang, or even Kehaar - and she couldn't tell if it was just an absence of them or the overpowering stench of Man.
The moment she gets her wits about her enough to move, she darts under the nearest cover (a couch) and spends the morning trying to evade detection and explore, trying to find any clue where the rest could have gotten off to.
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The rumbling noise, however, reaches her ears quick, and she immediately freezes and swivels them back to hear it better.
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"Identify."
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"Hyzenthlay, of the Near Hind Mark, sir."
It's then that she glances up at him, and while she'd initially thought one of the Efrafans caught her up, what she's looking at is no rabbit at all.
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"Yes, sir. From Efrafa, sir."
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She's still keeping low and submissive. His voice was very distressing, and confusing. She'd never heard anything that sounded like him.
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