Posted by Caleb on October 24, 2009, 5:10 am, in reply to "0o-Gray Sheep-o0"
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Her appearence was alarming from a worldly view. But to Caleb it didn't matter. She needed help. And he would help her.
He grinned again, his tail continuing it's gentle rhythm.
"Don't be so sheepish, lass." He chuckled warmly. "Eh, forgive the pun that was tacky." His smile turned briefly apologetic.
"You can come home with me if you like, me and my boy are staying up along this river, it's not far." He gestured with his large blunt muzzle.
"Or I can escort ye to wherever ya wish to go.. But either way, if you're needin' help, l'll be glad to help ya, Jesusa."
If she would let him of course. And he hoped she did. It wasn't easy living on this mountain. And harder still as a loner. And while most of them were different, in one way or another, Caleb imagined she would stick out like a sore thumb, and probably be ridiculed poor dear.
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