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[sillyrabitricks]

[a tiny thing is sitting under a tree, dozing. Disturb: y/n]

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[canhascow]

[ooooh it's the tiny one again. CURLS AROUND THE TREE.]

[sillyrabitricks]

[waking times]

...Temeraire?

[yawns]

Maybe a dream, then.

[canhascow]

Hello, Rabi.

[sillyrabitricks]

Is this the camp, then?

[canhascow]

It is, and it is late March for the time.

[sillyrabitricks]

Thank you. How are you doing?

[canhascow]

I have been well, except for some minor incidents yesterday with poisoned tea, but that was resolved with no injury.

[sillyrabitricks]

Why was their poisoned tea? Was an attempt on your life? How do you serve tea to a dragon? Is there a giant teacup?

[canhascow]

It was not an attempt on my life, specifically. It was more like an overly elaborate prank on several persons, myself included, by this place. I was given my tea in a dish.

[sillyrabitricks]

It must have been an impressive dish.

[canhascow]

It was three feet in diameter.

[sillyrabitricks]

That's. Big as me!

[canhascow]

Oh, yes, but it was small for a dragon's cup. I have used larger, and the platters our food is served on is of course much larger.

[sillyrabitricks]

Is there a dragon banquet hall?

[canhascow]

There is not one here, but there were places dragons could eat at in China.

[sillyrabitricks]

They must have been grand.