hi again.

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Lark dragged some blankets up the ladder, while Briar followed her, laden with mattresses. Sandry followed, carrying pillows and a lantern.

Turning, Lark sighed. "Once again, im sorry. And i will hurt Pasco for this. The caravan leaders are in the other three rooms right now, and i can't just kick them out!" she said apologetically.

"Thats okay," Briar grunted, placing the straw-filled matresses on the floor.

"Well, alright then, i have to go to sleep! Got a conference with Niko and Moonstream in the morning."

Dragging Little Bear out, Lark closed the door. "He has to stay out, last time he tried to jump off the roof," she explained.

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Little Bear's nose kept pushing the attics door open. Finally, Lark yelled tiredly "Close the little clasp, it will keep the door locked."

Pushing the hatch down against Bear's pleading nose, Briar closed the hook and touched it with a dab of magic. "I know you can open that flimsy metal thing," he warned.

Turning around, he grasped Sandry around the waist. Touching his finger to his lips, he made a shushhing sound.

She grinned, and then squealed in his head. Pulling his face close, she kissed him so hard he fell over backwards. Flailing for a second, he surrendered to her. The cool wood pressed into his back, as he caught her arms and drew her closer.

Sandry stared down at him, her hands entwined in his. Her loosened flaxen braid flowed over her shoulders, tickling his face. Lips parted slightly, their eyes caught hold.

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is this a cliffhanger> i dont think so, but people accuse me of that all the time so...tell me ok