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Given he was no longer needed, and his pockets were full of coin, Boggy did not hesitate to remove himself from the clinic before anybeast could ask him to do yet another task. Despite his impatience with the entire ordeal, and the churning in his guts that told him that, in short order, he was...

Boggy fairly snatched the gilders from the old cat's paw, pocketing them immediately. He looked on at the kitten with vague disgust as she ate raw shrimp from the ground. Not that he was disgusted at the prospect of eating raw shrimp off the floor, but rather at the kitten herself, knowing she...

Despite the agreement of receiving ten gilders that beginning of each hour, Boggy was miffed to note he had not received those gilders for the past four hours. He sat beside Swifttail, refusing to give up on the endeavor, as the promise of more gilders ticking up with each passing hour kept the...

Boggy glanced at the newcomer fox, then quickly grabbed the lighter of the indicated objects: the bag and the bowls. He slung the bag over his narrow shoulders and made a show of holding the stack of bowls in both paws. "Well, me paws are full, so I guess yeh can get th' rest. Nice o'yeh t'lend...

At the prospect of gilders being thrust into his paws, Boggy slurped down the last of his noodles and took the gilders, which were soon stowed away in his pockets. "Thank y--" he started to say, but was unable to speak any more as the spice wave hit him. He let out a small keens of pain...

Boggy gamely slurped down his noodles, trying not to think about the ramifications of his choices, though the young cat did not make it easier at the mention of clearing things out. He had not thought of that. The rat continued to eat, not to be deterred. Then he was offered money. Ten gilders...

Boggy thought about Korya's proposal, nodding slowly. "Aye, one gilder fer a bowl o'noodles." He took the bowl and pawed over the gilder. Then the older cat made her offer while Boggy had a forkful halfway to his mouth. He slurped it down, thinking. "Ye payin' me before o'after y'get back?" the...

Boggy watched the elder cat carefully. He tried not to scoff openly as she gave an extra gilder to the blind, not-kitten. Beasts who threw gilders around like they were disposable did not deserve to have such excess, in his opinion. It seemed the noodles, however, were as promised. Boggy...

Boggy rubbed at his chin. "Very spicy, hm?" Another beast approached, an older cat, who did not hesitate to purchase a bowl. Boggy's head made a twitching, tilting movement to the right, his right eye flinching involuntarily. He was thinking deeply about how he could turn this situation to a...

Boggy skidded to a halt, nose lifted in the air. "By 'Gates, what's that smell?" he said to nobeast in particular. The rat glanced down the adjoining street and saw what appeared to be the source of the delicious aroma: A small, spotted wildcat crouched beside a stove and a bowl of spilled...

Boggy was almost free, nearly to the railing and ready to jump when a tug on the back of his shirt brought him stumbling back. He tried to extricate himself, but to no avail, as the squirrel threatened the sea otter and pulled both him and the golden fox off the ship over the rapidly-deployed...

Horatio glared at the squirrel. "First ye fly yourself into my boat an' smash my goods, then ye take my sword an' threaten me with it? Ye think I'm just going to let ye get away with that an' one of my crew?" Boggy scrambled to his footpaws and placed himself next to Kerney, as though they were...

Captain Horatio kept the pair at sword point as he marched them onto the deck. He opened his mouth to speak once more when there came a cry of alarm from the wheel, the distinct sound of a scuffle, and suddenly the ship lurched hard to starboard. Horatio staggered, tripping over a coiled rope...

The sea otter's eyes narrowed. There was something not adding up about the rat's story, certainly, but if that was the case, what was going on? Boggy thought quickly, rocking from one footpaw to another. "Well, even if'n they're not bandits, which maybe they are, maybe they aren't--can't ever...

Boggy groaned as the squirrel rolled off of him. He inhaled again and felt sharp pain lance through his chest. 'Gates, he did not think the day could have gotten worse, but it most certainly had. "Oi, you broke me rib you flippin' crazy tree jumper!" The rat staggered up, holding his side. Both...