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[canyafinwe]

*sits in the front yard with a fedora, a few burlap sacks, some straw, and a suit*

*works hard on getting the head of the new straw Gothmog right*

*for training the baby chicks, naturally*

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[noldorinprince]

. . .

[canyafinwe]

What?

[noldorinprince]

Don't you think they're a little young?

[canyafinwe]

*watches two of them peck at the fedora*

They seem vicious enough.

[lindorie]

*Follows the river towards town, stomping her way along the path.* >:|

*Goes to kick a rock in frustration*
*Ends up stubbing her toe on it*

>_< OW! FFFFfffffffigs.

NO. OW FUCK. HA.

Ow.

[canyafinwe]

*hears the bellow of 'FUCK' and heads toward the sound*

Lindórië?

Are you okay?

*didn't realize she knew how to swear*

[lindorie]

*She just learned how to swear! :D*

Oh. Canyo. Hello. Yes, I'm okay. Mm-hmm.

*limps*

[canyafinwe]

Come here.

*hurries over and supports the side of the injured ...toe*

*leads her to a soft patch of grass and helps her sit*

Let me see...