Rabbit Unmade

I have. During the summer. And when I was a baby. NHIE seen a real live sheep. (Not that I remember, at least.)

Unfortunately, the cats hadn't had the totems equipped.

"Ack!" Gourd looked terrified by the Frogerflaffles. "Wh-what are, uh, th-those?"

Cats are better than dogs. No contest.

Welcome! We always love having new members! Rhythm of War is one of my favorites too!

Great list! When does everyone think you officially turn into a teen? I want to know if I am considered one yet.

Thank you very much! Do you just walk up to people and start talking? *Shivers* I don't think I could ever do that.

I think I have. Yes, I have. NHIE fallen off a roof.

That is mostly correct. Usually there's a different way to enter the nobility. Size doesn't really matter that much, though Flemish Giants are usually lower ranking due to their more pacifistic natures and Terris-like way of living.

Aha! I summon Glaudrung the Golden, King of Dragons, from the dead. He incinerates you and I hold the ash-covered Sandwich high above my head, triumphant.

Unfortunately, the shades killed their cat companions.

“Wait! What?“ Willa screeches, “Telrao, I don‘t understand. I don‘t understand anything! How… Why did this Kaos thing get free when you broke your oath!?!“ Willa‘s eyes lock on the Aon hovering in the air. Her face falls. “Can you still write?” She asks. She pulls a crumpled sheet of paper and a neon orange pencil from her pocket, “Or could you never write in the first place?“

Unfortunately, they were more shade-like than anything.

"A-and then we need to get N-Nyx pineapples, uh, r-right?"

Gourd paled, "Uh, o-okay." He stuttered, "So, um, a-are we going to, uh, s-save the w-world?"

Willa pounces on Lark, hugging him way to tightly, "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" She squeals, "This will be amazing! I'll go tell the others!" And just like that, Willa disappears through the door.

"Wh-who?" Asked Gourd, still staring at where the Wind had been floating just moments ago.

"I don't know." She says. Suddenly, her face lights up, "I do know! we can have a library and you can only go once a week with one book checked out at a time." Willa looks towards Lark hopefully, "What do you think?"

"Well, the one about books is hard. Especially when you're new here. And if you could watch how the therapists are treating the patients a little more closely, that would be great." She cocks her head, "Maybe a weekly meeting with everyone?"

Ugh, no. NHIE eaten a bug on purpose.

"Oh wow!" Willa breathes, "I'm glad I figured that out before we went romping around and I got us all burned to a crisp or frozen into an ice block." Willa sighed, "Well, do you think you could still, you know, ease up a bit on the restrictions. And maybe give me a new therapist?"

"I suppose they should." The Wind finally agreed, "I'll check on Talar now. But I can't promise it will be exactly what you asked for." There was silence, and Asela was sure the wind had left. Gourd looked astounded, "Wh-what?"

Willa frowns, "Sealed the dimension? You can do that?" She scrambles to her feet, "That's amazing! I wonder if-" She stops herself, "Oh. Yeah. The Clinic. Well, I guess I can extend the time. Maybe another fifteen minutes?" She suddenly looks solemn, "And believe me, I don't want to burn down the clinic if I don't have to."

Willa is sitting alone on the floor, humming, "Oh!" She says cheerfully, looking up, seeming very... different, "You're here! Have you decided anything?" She asks curiously, "You only have fifteen minutes left, you know. What's your offer?"

The Wind gives a little breeze, its version of a smile, "But words have no hold on the Wind."