Authors - Ch 8 Casta Scribonia

quill-weave returned a kiss, then wrapped her arms, legs and tail around her friend and squeezed her with all the strength she had left. "that is a fact," quill-weave admitted "i can't breathe when you do that," casta laughed, and quill-weave relaxed.

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Authors - Ch 10 The Lusty Argonian Maid

Whether it was due to the brandy or the effects of some possible potion in it, quill-weave found herself quite at ease a half hour later.

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Weedum-Ja Comes to Visit

quill weave turned to her cousin and gave her a little kiss. "goodnight weedum-ja," she whispered, then turned back and closed her own eyes. the world stopped swimming.

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Authors - Ch 11 The Proposal

"it's not that i don't know the mechanics," she said, all the while looking at quill-weave. "but..." this time it was crassius' turn to look confused. then suddenly his eyes opened wide and he looked from casta to quill-weave and back again.

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On His Mane's Secret Service - #12

She turned to see quill-weave eyeing her. her tail encircled the argonian's own and they began to communicate silently in tail-speak. "look familiar?" quill-weave's tail motioned. "i've seen it before before," ra'jirra's tail responded.

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Dmitri and Katia

"quill-weave. she likes other girls." "quill-weave. odd name." "argonian. she's nice. she gave me a hug once. it was awkward." "where does she live?" katia sat up and looked around. "over there. down that street.

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Overcasting Shorts 3 - Calm Surface, Rapid Undercurrent

"a toast to new friends, and to our heroic quill-weave!" "hist embrace us. hist embrace quill-weave" they cheered, mugs clacked together, and everyone drank deeply.

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Overcasting 2 - Part 1

quill-weave smiled in return and rested her head over katia's shoulder, closing her eyes as the earlier exhaustion came back.

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Overcasting 2 - Part 2

That said, katia and quill-weave earned their bounty that day.

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Authors - Ch 9 Crassius Curio

"well, actually no," quill-weave admitted. "i mean, isn't that enough?" "here," casta said, rising from the couch beside quill-weave and crossing to her bookshelf. "i've got a copy of the dance of the three legged guar around here somewhere."

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