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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is kneeling on the tawny larl furs in front of the Branding Tree, waiting to serve==and says to ALL: so very tired of the pain and hurting caued by her bad behaviour she stands to her feet ignoring the protest of the bruises and welts that mar her skin she heads to the kitches, eyes of opal green filled with contempt for herself..moving inside she pulls down pots and pans to make dinner for the camp, wanting to go something good for a change
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: the fire within roaring she passes it by, walking to the cool storage area, looking inside she drags out a large joint of tarsk, suls, peppers, mushroms and cheese,..before turning away she grabs a couple of onion and takes them all to a counter
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: to the largest of the pans she places the joint of meat drizzling flavoured oils over the blody flesh before lifting it and taking to one of the ovens..pulling open the door she pushes it inside to cook as she works with the veggies....pausing she knots back long curls of crimson to the nape of her neck, the tips of her fingers brushing the steel that shall say until she dies
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: nolonger wishing for the release of death but for the approval of those here she works diligently, while no song pours from her lips neither do tears streak over her face......with the small kitchen knife she peels the thick skin from the suls, slicing through them with ease
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: laying the slices of sul into one of the pans she cuts slithers of cheese and places ontop, the aromatic chunk crumbly in texture......next the onions, she peals away the layers of outer skin to find the white bulb beneath, tears prick her eyes as the punguent juices fill the air
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: slicing the knife through them she then tosses them ontop of the cheesy suls...a tiny drop of oil splashed on top
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: the smell of the roasting meat hangs heavy in the hut, her stomach rumbling in .....paying it no heed for now she grabs the brightly coloured peppers and deheads them....and scooping out the seeds..pushing this to oneside she slices them thinly and then they too are thrown with the suls, cheese and onion..wiping her hands to the tops of blue bruised thighs she winces sharply
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: the constant throbbing ache of her pain grates to her nerves, as if her whole body throbs with the ache of a tooth.....taking the filled tray of veggies she takes it to the oven and slides under the meat to cook
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kate{SF}
Panther Claw Lair
==is in the large Kitchen/Servery Hut==and says to ALL: tidying round the hut she tosses all scrapes to a large bucket and wipes down the sides with a damp rep cloth....reacing the a stack of plates that sit to a high shelf she stretches and places them to the counter, ready for serving the food she any be hungry
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