Subject: As luck would have it,
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Posted on: 2009-11-01 21:14:00 UTC

Kestrel had. With surprising speed, the ferret was standing beside the gray weasel with her arm slung over his shoulders, ignoring Molly.

"Ho, nice, somebeast else wot I can scare the bejeezus out of. Stormsong, I've wanted ter say this fer a long time now, but... wuz yer dad a baker? 'Cuz yew got a nice set o' bu-- yeowch!"

Adder had brought her broom handle down between the ferret's ears, effectively dislodging her from the uncomfortable-looking weasel. "Sorry about that."

"That's awright, mate," the dazed ferret replied.

"I wasn't talking to you."

Kieran was hiding behind Deuce, never having seen a gun go off before.

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