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we're starting at the end
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Posted on May 11, 2014 at 10:54:46 PM by flynn

It was not every day that an otter nearly collided with his feet, but it was not all together a foreign concept. Flynn was used to having a husking collide with the back of his knees, and he had also grown accustomed to having a toucan perch on his head. Half-grown tigers frequently took their naps leaning their great heads on his chest and he had been half-raised by a strict caracal who hated getting her feet wet. What made the otter different was that Flynn had no idea who it belonged to. Denahi, excited by the sudden appearance of another living creature instantly launched into play mode and bounded forwards, his front paws stretched out in front of him, his head down, and his rump sticking up in the air as his long fluffy tail wagged with frantic excitement.

Flynn studied the otter and then glanced up along the corridor. His face broke into a welcoming smile when his blue eyes settled on Birch. He had encountered her a few times before, and they had served on duty together of a couple of occasions, but he did not remember her familiar at all. �A new addition?� he enquired with a laugh, glancing back down at the otter who was still staring at the basket. �Have you got any idea what�s in there?� Flynn asked, Rochambeau �because I have absolutely no clue.� Kneeling down, Flynn reached into the basket and found a little box of cakes. He took one and split it in half, handing half to Denahi, who wolfed it down with gusto, and the other portion to Birch�s otter. He offered one of the two remaining cakes to Birch.

�A second?� the young guard enquired with an amused laugh, �I�m guarding these stairs for the next five hours. Please, by Aura, entertain me!� Flynn looked pointedly at Denahi and nudged the husky�s haunch with the toe of his boot, �a certain someone has a habit of promising to stay up with me and then falling asleep.� Denahi at least had the good-grace too look sheepish. �So shoot,� Flynn beamed, �what can I do for you?�

_{photography by LexnGer and jcurtis4082 at flickr.com}
Replies:

all i need is a miracle - By BIRCH May 13, 2014 at 10:57:57 PM
- set fire to the sea - By flynn May 19, 2014 at 02:07:01 AM
  - oh my mama, now I've got to go - By BIRCH May 21, 2014 at 11:04:12 PM
    - its one door swinging open - By flynn June 13, 2014 at 08:13:51 PM
      - needs a new tag toooo... - By BIRCH June 14, 2014 at 01:11:24 AM
        
        and one door swinging closed - By flynn June 15, 2014 at 01:58:28 AM
        
        merr - By BIRCH June 20, 2014 at 11:40:20 PM

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