02-21-05

Characters involved: Zoe_Lang & Miette.

Salamandastron: Passage

Zoe_Lang is doing her best to keep after Miette since their last 'talk', and so she's out and searching for the little tyke as soon as she's finished for the day. Her searchings have eventually found her walking down the passageway, just to make sure she's not taken to playing in the sand at the entrance.

Miette is sitting in the hall, looking at her doll and wagging her finger at her, "Now, Ah toldja ano bitin'. You bein' a ba' ba' girl. 'F you bitagain, Ah gonna make asitinna cornah. Akay?"

Smiling as she catches sight of Miette further down the hall, the doe quickens her pace as the leveret's play conversation reaches her ear. She calls out with a smile, "'Llo, Miette!"

Miette's ears perk, and she starts scrambling up with a big smile immediately, "Amumma!"

Zoe_Lang opens her arms up in anticipation of a tackling in the near future, and grins. "How's m' best girl?"

Miette beams and darts to give Zoe a big hug, "'Mgood'reyou?"

"'M good now!" Zoe replies whilst picking Miette up and swinging her around before setting her back down with a grin.

Miette laughs, hugging her leg with one paw when she's set down, "Didjap'ayanygames?"

Zoe_Lang wrinkles her nose, "Nah, I had t' /work/..." She grins, tapping Miette lightly on the nose. "But I came t'see ya s'soon as I was done."

Miette asks, "What'dyoudo/'zactly/?"

"Well, ya see, deah..." She hunkers down in front of Miette, trying to think of how to explain. And... well, in the end? "Well, Miette, mostly yer mama just makes sure that everythin' in the mountain keeps runnin' smoothly.."

Miette asks, "Howcomeitallgotsarun, amumma?"

Zoe_Lang smiles and ruffles Miette's headfur. "'Cause there's lots of beasts that depend on us runnin', deah. If the patrol wasn't here, lots of beasts wouldn't be s'safe."

Miette says, "Oh. ...Ah c'n run, amumma."

Aww. Zoe nods, and glances down the passage towards the exit. She then looks back down to Miette with a smile. "Yer goin' t' make a great patrol hare someday, deah."

Miette's ears droop, "No'now?"

Zoe_Lang chuckles, and pulls Miette into her arms. "Not yet, deah. Righ' now, ya just need t' focus on learnin' yer lettahs and havin' lots o' fun."

Miette's nose wrinkles, "Runnin'smo'fun."

"Aye, 'n' yer good at it. Ya beat yer mama in tha' race the othah day, that's fer sure." Grin-grin.

Miette asks, "ButAhgotsabebigger?"

Zoe_Lang nods, and stands, offering her paw to Miette. "At least t' run with the patrol, aye. But yer nevah t' young to race yer mum."

Miette shakes her head as she takes her paw, "You'refastahthanFlowah. 'Mno'/that/fast...am I, amumma?"

"I dunno, deah... 'm pretty sure ya c'n beat yer ma' with this limp o' mine." Zoe pats her leg lightly.

Miette grins roguishly, "Ah c'n run fastah?"

Miette's grin broadens. One can practically see mischievous ideas swimming around inside her head.

Zoe_Lang grins and pokes Miette playfully in the ribs. "Doncha get any ideas, little'un. Mama's may be slowah, but we tend t' know just exactly what yer plannin' t' do next." She gives a sure nod, and then pulls Miette into a tickle.

Miette squeaks and squeals, trying to squirm away as she's tickled.

Zoe_Lang laughs along with Miette, and relents after a few more good tickles are gotten in.