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[save-a-horse-ride-a-ranche-blog1]

Oh. [Pauses for a moment in thought, before smiling] Well, that's a neat way to memorialize something that meant a lot to you. [Shakes her head] Mm, no not rude at all, please! It's nice to meet you Bob, I'm Molly. I run A Cappelli Ranch in Castanet. Er- well i do a lot of farming too. It's both really.

[Flushes faintly, reaching up to rub the back of his neck sheepishly] Yeah... she was a good ol' cat. Anyways, you run a ranch, too? And you farm there, as well? Good Goddess, if that ain't a lotta work... I barely have time to run the ranch store in between taking care of all the animals, so you must be doubly busy. It's admirable, really - I don't have much of a green thumb, so people who can grow stuff impress me. [Grins widely at her] It's a pleasure to meet ya, Molly. You in the Valley for any special reason? Come to see the sights, or just passin' through?

[the-witchiest-princess-blog]

Hmrm?! [Feels his mouth - an actual zipper forming on his lips, sealing them shut. Lights up with excitment - this is WAY too cool!] Mm mtchm!! Mihsm mm mohm moohm!! [Waves his arms around in excitement, completely unable to articulate anything.] Msm mwm mbttrm mhm mndmntsm!!

[Sighs heavily, crossing over to the door to open it up.] If you promise not to touch anything and use an inside voice so you don’t wake any of the other bears up, you can come in. But if you touch something, I can’t promise you’ll be safe. Or alive.

[the-witchiest-princess-blog]

[Blinks at the woman who comes into view next. Cups his hands around his mouth and talks through the glass loudly.] Sorry! I didn't read the sign until AFTER I'd already pissed him off! I didn't mean to! I thought this was a secret hide-out for bandits or something! How come he can move and be alive, anyhow?

[Casually lifts a hand and makes a zipping motion, satisfied to hear the actual sound of zipping along with it.] Well, shut your trap and maybe I’ll tell you. I’m a Witch, you see. This bear is one of my helpers. Why did you think this was a hide-out for bandits? It’s not very well hidden.

[the-witchiest-princess-blog]

Huh? [Stares in wonder as the living teddy bear comes into view - laying there half inside the window until it pushes him out. He lands on his butt on the ground outside the hut, staring up at the growling teddy bear in the window as it closes off his only way in.] No way! [Looks to his left - and notices a sign. Reads it out loud.] "Dont. Piss. Off. The. Bears." Wow, I guess it is for real! [Jumps up again, looking through the now locked window.] Sorry I pissed you off, Mister Bear!

[Hearing the commotion, the Witch leaves her work with the stirring rod still moving at a steady pace and approaches from behind the bear to look out the window. Seeing a snotty nosed brat, she grimaces.]

What a snotty nosed brat. What do you think you're doing here? Didn't you read the sign? [Crosses her arms and glares.]

[the-witchiest-princess-blog]

[Stumbles upon what he assumes is an abandoned hut in the middle of the woods.] Woah! How cool is this! This is gotta be someone's secret hide-out! [Paces around the hut, trying to figure out a way to get inside - before attempting to squeeze himself through an unlocked window.]

[In the middle of a complex potion to stimulate plant death when she hears a noise from the front of the hut - grimaces, gesturing to one of the bears to go check.]

[A gigantic bear heads towards the front of the hut, checking all the windows and spotting the young boy trying to get in. It promptly closes the unlocked window after giving the boy a shove and growls as it does so.]

[save-a-horse-ride-a-ranche-blog1]

Because, your tattoo reminded me of an ex-boyfriend's tattoo he got in jail. [Tucks her hair behind her ears] Well, whatever you do, just don't land in jail then and I guess you won't have that problem, you know? So, what's your name anyways?

[Nods slowly, biting his lower lip.] I... see... well, I got this in honor of a pet that died when I was younger. No jail tattoos here. [Raises his eyebrows and gives a start.] Oh! How rude of me, name is Bob! I'm the owner of Starling Ranch.

[save-a-horse-ride-a-ranche-blog1]

[Tuts] Not all people in jail are criminals, and not all criminals go to jail. [Quirks her brows at him before shifting her weight, a light humm coming from her] Mmm, I think a lot of people would try to befriend you because of your tallness and stuff. [Shrugs]

[Brow furrows slightly] ... Why are we talking about jail, again? And, well, they might try to befriend me and is be happy to be there friend, but if they're looking for a bodyguard, I'm afraid I'd be pretty useless.

[save-a-horse-ride-a-ranche-blog1]

[Pokes him in the back] Soooooo, you've never been to jail, then?

[Nearly jumps out of his skin before recovering.] Wha...! Oh... Oh, no, I'm... not a criminal. [Laughs awkwardly.] I'd probably get eaten alive if I ever ended up in jail - I'm really not the sort to fight with anyone.