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Laramel's Stop And Go

The story so Far

Ahh, you've reached the page of Laramel, the mousemaid. Ah, here she is now.

Laramel scitters in. Laramel, a short mousemaid. Her fur is a reddish brown, and is very soft. Her nose appears wet, by the way it glistens. Her nose is pink, tiny and round. Her paws are a light shade of pink, and her claws are silvery, even though they are hidden in her gloves. Her boots are also concealing her paws. She is wearing a red dress that was torn at the edge. Her ears are perked up, and tied to her tail is a bell.

Her parents are both gone, her father when she was little and her mother, only recently. She lived in Mossflower her most of her short life, but after her mother died, she seeked the refuse of the huge sandstone abbey, Redwall. Upon the day of her arrival, she met Rika and Trundle. She decided to volunteer her time to do whatever she could to help and found herself visting the Infirmary's Recovery Room. She liked sitting there and tending to the needs of the others, and found herself meeting two mice, Sunrose and Darshak, whom both she got along with very well. What the furture has in store is not yet clear, but one thing is for sure, Laramel is sure enjoying herself so far.

Ah, wait! It seems that Laramel's coat has changed. After two seasons, Winter and Spring, her coat is a beautiful white. How this came about is unknown, but definately good. Here is Laramel, a now slightly taller and more mature mousemaid. Her fur is now pure white, and is very soft, like the finest silk. It glistens as if wet and has a silvery appearance to it sometimes. Her nose appears wet, by the way it glistens as well. Her nose is pink, tiny and round. Her paws are a light shade of pink, and her claws are silvery, even though they are hidden in her gloves. Her feet paws are bare and she wears a gold chain about her neck. She wears a red skirt. Her ears are perked up, and tied to her tail is a bell.

Now the mousemaid is employed, working as a barslave. Though it sounds appalling, she likes to serve, especially after the earthquake that shattered her dream of working at Redwall. She has been through so much recently and continues to chase the evasive dream of finding love. That Laramel, a hopeless romantic. Well, it seems someone needed a air of change.

Created by Laramel
Last modified 2004-07-01 07:27 PM
 

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