[When Cyril finds Sorrel he's sitting at the border of the garden, underneath some greenery that had been overgrown when the weather had been warm enough for such a thing. Now, it was sleeping, waiting for the spring to bring forth new growth. Sorrel was sitting in its shadow-- he lifts a hand to catch Cyril's eye as he approaches.]
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Date: 2018-01-22 01:41 am (UTC)Aneth ara, Cyril. Got any smart ideas for me?