The Kitten, the Witches and the Bad Wardrobe Willow & Tara Forever

by **xita** » Wed Jun 25, 2003 2:55 pm

I didn't expect Willow to just go up and kiss Tara like that. I loved the stealing of the "low" line, very cute. And also adorable is Willow falling asleep!

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Leora......Leora....

by **ChloeTheCat** » Mon Jun 30, 2003 5:40 pm

Well just call me a stalker but after reading Xita's New Moon Rising...I went a searching to see if you had written anything else and what do my kitty eyes spy but you...you are just everywhere. I read this story and I must say this kitty is very pleased. I concur with Xita that I didn't expect Willow to act so boldly. Of course, being quite bold myself I enjoyed it. :applause

Go Willow!! I like that in a woman. You see what you want and you go after it. Nice quality. I do hope that you will update this story soon. I am a kitty and I don't like to be kept waiting too long. *walks around you in circles* You will be adding more to this, won't you?

*purrs*

ChloeTheCat

What is the answer? In that case, what is the question?

Gertrude Stein , Last words

by **3peanuts** » Tue Jul 01, 2003 1:24 pm

please please please please please please

update update update update update update

soon soon soon soon soon soon soon soon

I do like yer fic :grin

"Cunning linguist" GG

Keynes was right

by **amazonaa** » Mon Mar 01, 2004 7:18 pm

hey

this was really good.

keep going

brittney

by **mollyig** » Tue Mar 02, 2004 4:37 am

Hiya Athame

I feel very fortunate that I've lately had the time to read this story. Love the premise of it, with Willow being strong enough to attempt to overcome her fears, and to implicitly trust Tara.

Thanks!

". . . and tolerance it ain't acceptance . . ." - Amy Ray

by **willowhanded** » Sun Apr 18, 2004 1:46 am

ohmigodineedmorepleasesoooocutekthnxloveyou!

-kristi

by **Drakkenfyre** » Tue Apr 20, 2004 7:49 pm

The dragon enters the very silent manor. Her wings dragging across the dusty desk where the Lady once did sit. The drapes now yellowed from the sun. The manor still and silent. This is not how it should be. My lady, have you retired your quill? Have you forgotten your kittens? They need you. They need your words. Please come back to us. Write again your words upon these pages. Find your soul...find your meaning...find your words. The dragon opens the drapes to let the sun shine in. Cleaning the desktop with her wings. A fresh pad of paper, a clean quill and some ink. My lady, find these gifts and fulfill your work. *cough, wheeze* Dear lord, but it is dusty in here. Come back, Lady Athame. Reclaim your manor. We await your arrival.

That said the dragon disappears into the shadows. Come back, Lady of the Manor. Come back...your kittens need you.

Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius. -- Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart