"Old thing, what's in your hand, being all secretive like that?"
On the second floor of the art center, a perceptive old gnome noticed the old elf, who was sneakily carrying a box into the projection room.
The old elf gestured for silence with a finger to his lips: "Everyone's napping."
"Durin's?" the old gnome whispered back, also lowering his voice.
The old elf nodded.
Thus, the two tacitly understanding elders tiptoed into the projection room.
The old gnome closed the door, and the old elf drew the curtains, then the two old chaps got the projection equipment up and running.
Having set the crystal in place, the old elf and the old gnome sat down in their chairs.
The screen flickered black and white, and then three snow leopard cubs appeared, mewling in unison.
Durin's menagerie was somewhat extensive, a well-known fact in the Supernatural Realm, especially these three—the latest acquisitions over the past two years, usually residing at Eternal Blaze Nest as shop pets.
