Meanwhile, Granola was doing her yearly assessment with Ailill, and it didn't go as planned. She'd hoped for recognition and an increase of responsibilities, but nothing of that sort was given. She'd felt like crying and had to pop in the little dog in the room to whine insistently and express her frustration. Ailill had said she ... · ID #5663 (continued)
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February 20, 2008 at 10:48 am #729

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They were having some rest after a few days walking toward South.
Zhana was sitted on a big grey rock, and she was looking at a big toadie.

That’s for sure the King of the Frogs. She thought.
— I’ll call you Gamabunta. Are you pleased with your Name, Majesty?

To her surprise, the big Toady croaked and looked at her… or was it just her impression.

— Sanso, can we go now, this big frog makes me feel uncomfortable…
Oh crap, she thought, where did he go again…

Meanwhile, Granola was doing her yearly assessment with Ailill, and it didn't go as planned. She'd hoped for recognition and an increase of responsibilities, but nothing of that sort was given. She'd felt like crying and had to pop in the little dog in the room to whine insistently and express her frustration. Ailill had said she ... · ID #5663 (continued)
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