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Post by Dante on Aug 21, 2009 1:10:08 GMT -5
"Of course, as long as they keep away." Pooh Bear took another leap to the next branch. this time, it almost seemed as if he were going to fall back to the ground, but this bear was quite full of surprises. A small gust rushed by, sending Pooh clinging to the tree branch.
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Post by Kashew on Aug 21, 2009 1:25:53 GMT -5
When it looked like Pooh, Riclae without think tried to catch Pooh. However when it showed that he didn't need it, she lose her balance. Quickly she tried grabbing the branch she was on, she just barely caught it with her left hand. Seeing as Pooh was really going to need some help, Riclae, using her right hand pull her kukri out of her left boot stabbed it into the tree then used it as a foot hold to get back up. Once she was back on the branch she sheathed her kukri then started climb fast to catch up with Pooh.
Pooh... I think... the bees... aren't going... to let you... have some of their hunny. Watch out.
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Post by Dante on Nov 5, 2009 18:26:59 GMT -5
The chubby bear groaned at this sad fact. Of course they wouldn't let him. He was a bear and they were bees. "Oh, I'm sure you can help me, right, Riclae?" He sure was a dependent bear, hm? Pooh began to climb higher, the bees above getting more and more frustrated with each of his moves.
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Post by Kashew on Nov 5, 2009 18:37:13 GMT -5
Riclae climbed onto the next branch and realized that even if she continued on the same path as Pooh, she really wouldn't be much help. So Riclae took her kukri out of her boot again and stabbed it into the tree again. She had it positioned just about her hip letting her get a footing on it and launching herself just a branch ahead of Pooh.
Seeing as she was now closer to the bees than Pooh. Instinctivly they went after Riclae. Riclae blocked the attack with her shield of feathers.
Pooh... you may... what to... hurry. I'm not... sure how long... I can... hold them.
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Post by Dante on Nov 5, 2009 18:46:04 GMT -5
Pooh returned to a gleeful state as he proceeded to climb up the branches, struggling to get his weight up. It took a bit of time, but, eventually, he hoisted himself up and attempted the next branch. "Thank you with a sugar on top, Riclae. I'll hurry as fast as possible." Even his fastest was akin to that of cold molasses on a freezing day. The bear was just too slow to get up as fast as his friend could. Still, for both of their safety, he pushed his little body to the max.
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Post by Kashew on Nov 5, 2009 20:11:30 GMT -5
Although Pooh was trying his best, Riclae knew they were going to be in trouble soon. So to give them a little more time, Riclae summoned a feather tossed it into the swarm of bees, where it harmlessly explosed scattering the bees away.
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao