PIKA
Pika smiled at Aiden. "A walk sounds great. Do you have somewhere in mind, or just start walking?" She asked as she stood up, wagging her tail to get rod of pent up energy. Pika nuzzled Aiden's shoulder, happy in the company of her mate.
MYRA (and RANO)
Myra sat on the edge of camp, watching everyone. Bored, she padded up to Rano. "What're you doing? Myra asked him. "Trying to rhyme 'nosy fae' with 'bothersome dunce.' I'm writing a poem about you." Rano snapped. Myra bristled, then calmed down. She knew Rano was a twit, so she ignored his words. "How about for you? I was thinking 'Once was a wolf often disliked
Wrote poems rude and were all full of spite
Often ignored
He also oft' snored
And Rano would lose to Myra in a fight." Myra growled the last line, not caring that her limerick was terrible, and that the last line didn't fit the sceme. Although creative and resourceful, Myra's writing was painful to hear.
(I think Riah is still with Draco, but if someone has anything else for her to do, then she's not really occupied. Anyone need a Healer Apprentice?

And yes, my poetry is painful. And shameful. Please don't read.

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