#earthrunes

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A dove in a gilded cage exchanges glances with a rat in another.

"Squeak?"
"Coo."

Unspoken, 'You said it, sister.'

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The clang from August's study is metallic and rattling, but with an accompanying hiss

Jack's pub has two clangs and a whispering whimper from one, and a deep intake of breath from anonother

the garden has softer thumps, three of them , though one is in the tree perched precariously!

Bronte looks up in her library "By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes?"

Only to have a cage land on the floor near the nature section near a book on earthworms and other burrowers!

Charity screams as she was sleeping, and now a cage has landed on her bed with a pair of eyes

Indeed, slaugh appearing out of nowhere, even caged ones, can be unsettling

The hallways being plentiful have no less than four cages land randomly in this hall or that. One tripping thane Oswald in mid step and sending him flipping over it, cursing lightly "Damn trekkies, with their beaming down, it's not safe..."

The one landing in the Ayrie looks up to see birds of prey through the mesh of the cage, then, a light, and a varich looks down, not one the sluagh knows. Sir Sergei shakes his head, "I shall have to call a custodian to clean this out.." A scornful glance "I have been tolerant enough. Why must shalimar play these games?"

And that sluagh begins to cry, certain they have gone from one hell to another.

As chance can be cruel, it can be humorous, as one particularly attractive sluagh ends up in the Baroness' bed with the softest landing yet. If the cage had a bow, no doubt a Fiona might think this a very kinky gift.

And near the sparring ring, Daria the centauress is hammering away at a target, when a new one appears , she shrugs and starts to beat on the cage until it.. hisses and whimpers? And she stops . Crap. There's a sluagh inside

Indeed, Emma can see that that one in the tree (if she be in a garden) is in danger of flipping and falling

Possum rescue!

Emma is a champeen tree climber, ask Poppy about the time Emma rescued a squirrel out of the world tree when an Eagle done got pissed about being egged on by a snake... but that's another tale best told over gumbo and rice krispie streets! With some proper finesing, the possum pooka sets that cage down fair soft, a whispered "thank you thank you thank you" from the sluagh within

"Oh, why, I remember when I was caught up in a have-a-heart trap as a wee pup. Dreadfully cramped, those. But peanut butter is delightful, oui? How could a wee cher resist? But you, hon, should have known you could just ASK for peanut butter. Why, Dolores makes the best blossom cookies, well, second best, my gee-gaw, SHE makes the best peanut butter blossoms in all of Macomb County..." Gentle prattle as she undoes the locks.

Despite the nonsense chatter, Emma's hands are sure and gentle as she helps the sluagh out of the cramped kennel.

The sluagh coming out is a youthful wilder male who is covered in old bites that have healed, scars from whip lashes.. .he must be a truculent one "I...prefer some space, yes"

Her whiskers droop in concern, and she considers. "You would hate a cup of tea and a quiet space?"

"I..." A blush "Pardon me, Miss Pooka, I am terribly ill mannered not to offer my name Enoch Cumberbund. At your service, and a cup of tea and a shady spot sounnd ..delghtful" He looks about "Oh more of the ohers are in the garden. We simply must free them"

"Oh, I hadn't thought of that... oui!"

She checks Enoch over again. and offers him an arm for support.

Enoch takes the hand, he will need medical care, but someonen has been keeping him alive.

Emma tuts, but lets him lean on her as they go to open the other cages.

One childling almost has a panic attack as she sees strangers, but Enoch calms her

"Shh, shh, fais do do, mon petite..."

"don't sic the dogs on me.. i'll be good. I'll .. i'll be good prey'"

"Prey? Non, non, cherie. Je suis just a little joey. Too small to be out the pouch in such a cold cruel world." Emma has a soft lap and warm hugs.

And.. the litle girl ends up there, in that lap, and crying, but it's a release

"Fais dodo, joey, mon' p'tit frère
Fais dodo, t'auras du lolo
Fais dodo, Joey, mon' p'tit frère
Fais dodo, t'auras du lolo.."

A lullaby. She knows there's a third cage, but...

Enoch tends to that, speaking quietly to a grump

And the childling falls asleep

Emma scoops up the small thing in her arms. "If you would?" She looks at the other two, and gestures with a head tilt at a little cabin tucked away in the garden.

Inside Emma's hut there will be tea and quiet and healing - both 'mundane' dressing of wounds and heather balm as needed.

And they nod, to the cabin, and healing.. and tea

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((OOC So the sluagh IS in a cage?))

(YUP)

(THOUGH obviously Emma had the ones in the garden free)

OOC Specifically the one in Coradel's bed?

(Oh yes. Sttill in a cage that one)

A few motions, sharp and short, and the mass that landed on the bed bounces/is pushed OFF with a thud on lush carpet, and a few seconds later there's the smell of steel and Sidhe. "Who comes?" An ANGRY Sidhe.

A panicked whisper from the cage

"WHO." Quiet; to respect the one that comes, or the other Sidhe in the room?

"I don't know where i am" A voice strains "..varich hunting.. but a troll freed us.. sent me here..."

"HERE?" deadly emphasis.