February 7, 2011
TEMPERANT
Caush and Tandy had spread out on a large rock between their homes under the sun and gathered rays at a fantastic rate. Every little bit they would exchange a small groan of pleasure and close their eyes returning to a quiet snooze. Caush would sniff the air and catch the moisture coming, but little else was present which was as it should be. His tail was slack and spread out.
All of a sudden he felt a small tug on the end of his tail. He sprang to his feet and yelled with rage which brought Tandy upright growling. There, hanging on to his glorious tail, was poor little Mira destined to be the next King of ALL, or so she had said, and she was soaking wet.
Mira sputtered and spit, shook her whole body, spraying moisture every where, and let go of Caush’s tail and stood upright. “Excuse me sir but, you see, I need your help.” She hiccupped and spit out more water. “That old goat, Norgal, is no longer good enough to be King of ALL and I am going to take his place and what I would like…………..”
Caush let out a burst of laughter that rang across the rocks. “You’re all wet!!” and Tandy’s laughter joined Caush. “You’re all wet!” he repeated “in more ways than one, you little tail grabber. What makes you think YOU can be King of ALL, you piece of tail grabber. Your full of odorous hot air and well never be King of ALL and I think of you as a mere appetizer.” He was on a role and nothing could stop him now. “You’re not even big enough to use the chair or get up on the desk. The reed pen would knock you over with just its thought and you would get lost on the hand carved desk and the slightest breeze would blow you away. And you’re all wet too.” His laughter filled the air.
Mira straightened up, shook more water off her head, and looked him right in the eye. “I’m sure you’ve heard of Cezee the snark. Well….our friend…. Norgal is entertaining him at this minute and is promising him a run of the country if he will get rid of all of us who oppose him and I’ve heard you’ve had a run in with the snark. I thought, you of all, would not like another run in with a snark. Of course if you think you could win maybe you don’t mind, but me – I think it best to stop this right now. All I’m asking is your support for my taking control.”
Caush’s laughter dimmed.
TEMPERANT
Caush and Tandy had spread out on a large rock between their homes under the sun and gathered rays at a fantastic rate. Every little bit they would exchange a small groan of pleasure and close their eyes returning to a quiet snooze. Caush would sniff the air and catch the moisture coming, but little else was present which was as it should be. His tail was slack and spread out.
All of a sudden he felt a small tug on the end of his tail. He sprang to his feet and yelled with rage which brought Tandy upright growling. There, hanging on to his glorious tail, was poor little Mira destined to be the next King of ALL, or so she had said, and she was soaking wet.
Mira sputtered and spit, shook her whole body, spraying moisture every where, and let go of Caush’s tail and stood upright. “Excuse me sir but, you see, I need your help.” She hiccupped and spit out more water. “That old goat, Norgal, is no longer good enough to be King of ALL and I am going to take his place and what I would like…………..”
Caush let out a burst of laughter that rang across the rocks. “You’re all wet!!” and Tandy’s laughter joined Caush. “You’re all wet!” he repeated “in more ways than one, you little tail grabber. What makes you think YOU can be King of ALL, you piece of tail grabber. Your full of odorous hot air and well never be King of ALL and I think of you as a mere appetizer.” He was on a role and nothing could stop him now. “You’re not even big enough to use the chair or get up on the desk. The reed pen would knock you over with just its thought and you would get lost on the hand carved desk and the slightest breeze would blow you away. And you’re all wet too.” His laughter filled the air.
Mira straightened up, shook more water off her head, and looked him right in the eye. “I’m sure you’ve heard of Cezee the snark. Well….our friend…. Norgal is entertaining him at this minute and is promising him a run of the country if he will get rid of all of us who oppose him and I’ve heard you’ve had a run in with the snark. I thought, you of all, would not like another run in with a snark. Of course if you think you could win maybe you don’t mind, but me – I think it best to stop this right now. All I’m asking is your support for my taking control.”
Caush’s laughter dimmed.
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