Post by Calypso on Dec 22, 2007 15:59:43 GMT -5
after a long day in the meadows Calypso was not only tired, sore, and skittish, but she was also hungry. of course, she would again go hungry, for she would never get away with anything if she couldn't run. all her hiding spots were also out of the question, for they were all high up. she had decided after she fell out of that tree that she had had enough high places for a few days. however, upon seeing a fresh loaf of bread just sitting on that table, how could she resist. she moved towards it, preparing to grab it and run, when a hand clamped down on her shoulder.
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