The continuing adventure of Lady Frieda Von Steuben, Master Healer of Omen Island, her mate Lieutenant Colonel Weldon George of the Subetan Air Command and family.

Our story so far:

Frieda Von Steuben and her mate, Weldon George are exiles from Terra who somehow managed to find themselves in Subeta nearly five years ago. Frieda and Weldon are both weasels on Terra, but on Subeta they have the appearance of diminutive humanoids with long tails and foxy ears. Frieda is a master healer and has crafted a substantial living as a licensed healer, Weldon has risen through the ranks of the Subetan Air Command as a squadron commander, now retired to aid Frieda in her work.

Frieda and Weldon have made many friends on Subeta and have had many adventures. But things are quiet now, Frieda is finally pregnant with her second litter and is relaxing on Omen Island in her large home on the huge compound where she operates her business. She is curled up with her laptop, putting the finishing touches on the manuscript of her book.

She is sipping a hot cocoa and thinking about her due date, December 29, happy knowing that everything is ready, the nursery, the midwife, tons of diapers. She smiles as she recalls her first delivery and the drama of delivering a litter of five during a hurricane without Weldon or the midwife there to help. She was expecting four that time. Little Aya was a complete surprise, but she is a wee miracle and a huge blessing.

No trouble expected now, not this time at least. She's expecting three, the ultrasound confirmed that there were three, the weather is forecast to be warm and mild through January and Weldon is under Frieda's version of 'house arres.t' His 'honey-do' list is as long as his arm. Nothing could possibly go wrong this time.

Or could it?

, , , : This is a mini role-play for anybody who wants to join, but I don't plan on running it for longer then a week or two. Please feel free to 'ping' or to not 'ping' The rules are as follows:

***Read the General Guidelines for Role-Playing first before you post. ***Literary or Semi-literate posts only. The goal of this role-play is to tell a story. ***Having some familiarity with Lady Frieda and Weldon George are helpful, but not a requirement. ***Go to my blog ( The link is in my signature ) for more information about the creatures of Glen Meadow. ***Humor is a must, have fun. ( crude humor, not so much )

Is this supposed to be a closed thread? All roleplays must be available for anyone to join. If you add a short description of the plot, other people may be interested in joining.

: This is an open role play, I just haven't finished writing the description yet. I will edit my first post to include the storyline within the next few days, invite the usual suspects and get the action going.

Sounds good, I was just making sure.

Hi dear looks good....:)

Frieda is seated in a large wing chair near the fire in her spacious bedchambers upstairs. She sips her cocoa and puts the finishing touches on the thank-you cards she is sending her friends for all the Luminaire gifts she received. The Dr. Who Christmas Special has just finished and she is still puzzling about the end of the program, but just giggles at herself, Much of what goes on in that program doesn't make sense to her, she just loves the action. Suddenly, she feels a sharp pain in her tummy and she cries out, "No, not now! I'm not ready yet!"

She hears a familiar voice and looks up to see standing in her bedroom. Good thing she's fully clothed in her jammies, bathrobe, slippers and blanket. "Sam! What the devil are you doing here on Omen? Does Weldon know you re in our bedroom?"

Wow just got here and yelling at me already.Ha Ha Ha" Well i thought i might come by for a visit,but if you're not ready to have a visitor i can come back another time."grins....."you are sure keeping Weldon busy down there." "Are you alright?"

Chook hears Frieda's cry and rushes into the bedroom. "My Dear, You may think you are not ready but someone else has a different idea. You know what to do, so just rest and take it easy. All will happen in good time."

Frieda blinks and is standing near, "Chook? What's happening dear? , Don't go, sweetie, forgive me, I didn't mean to sound impatient. but I'm a bit confused. Did I fall asleep? I felt a sharp pain and you two are suddenly here. It didn't feel like a labor pain...Maybe Weldon needs to come up. Sam, what was Weldon doing downstairs? would you bring him up here please?"

"Had me going there for a minute,it could be time and all.I do hope you are well dear.I'll be back in a few shakes." runs down the stairs to catch up with Weldon.

Red Calypso ambled up to Frieda's clinic and knocked on the door, enjoying the warmth on her shoulders. It was a welcome change from the freezing cold of her mountain home. Now that the major holiday was over, she and most of her pet family had headed for warmer climes, leaving only a skeleton crew at the cavern of those who enjoyed the cold. Most of them were at Delphi, but she had come to the islands to pay Frieda a visit and see how she was doing.

Chook said, " Sam will be back in 2 shakes of a weasels tail with Welly. Now you take it easy. Just rest and relax. It look like things may be happening a bit sooner than expected but your dates could have been a bit mixed up. Is there any thing I can do for you? Do you want your furry tummy or back rubbed or stroked? Anything to drink? No, OK then. Just try and relax. I;m not going anywhere until Weldon is here with you. Oh, I think I hear them now'. RedCalypso, said Chook. "Do come in. So glad you dropped by. Could use another opinion. Now what do you think ................"

Weldon is here with me and we just had to go and put a few things away in the kitchen.So how is everything going?

Red Calypso blinked at Chook as she stepped inside. "What do I think about what?"

"Excuse me, I must have dozed off. Sorry dear friends. I'm OK, I'm a little hungry, how about you, I'm sure we can find something good to eat..." Frieda threw back the blanket she was wrapped in and tried to get up out of her chair but Weldon magically appeared and helped her. She thought that he was supposed to be down stairs working on Passion Flower her little fighter jet, getting it ready for it's re-certification trials coming up in January. But as Weldon wrapped his paw around a very pregnant Frieda to help her up out of her chair, he smelled distinctively of gingerbread and eggnog and Frieda remembered that he had been making cookies in the kitchen this morning. She smiled up at him and giggled as the fog of the morning cleared from her head.

She took his arm and greeted her friends, and gave them each a kiss and as close a hug as she could with her tummy bulging as it was. Weldon's heart swelled as he watched his bride, and he thanked the Maker for her once again. He knew that her kisses were a miracle that brought peace to the hearts of those who were lucky enough to receive one and her hugs warmed their souls. Her tears, whether they were tears of sadness or tears of happiness, healed broken hearts and a giggle could light up the darkest room. The effect of her pregnancy only magnified these blessings. To Weldon, Frieda was the closest thing to an angel he had ever seen. [/color]Good morning , , , you are all just in time for some breakfast. I've made scones, and I just put the cozy on a fresh pot of breakfast tea. There's beans, tomatoes, toast, some cheddar and a wedge of pepper jack from California sent to us by Sparky and Sally. I also have some left over egg nog and some fresh hot ginger bread. It's all out in the breakfast nook next to the kitchen. I'll be out with the Little One as soon as I find her slippers."

Weldon helped Frieda step into her slippers, stood up and gave her a passionate kiss. He looked deep into her eyes and saw their entire life together in a moment and was brought nearly to tears of happiness. Weldon had eidetic memory and could recall instantly every conscious moment of his life and he remembered the first day he had seen Frieda. He had held her in his arms, a newborn pup less then a minute old, and she had opened her eyes for a brief instant and they had imprinted on each other. From that moment on, their lives had been intertwined in a mixture of adventure, mystery, danger and eventually marriage. And while their lives now were less dangerous and less adventurous, they were no less mysterious, or interesting. After all, Frieda was unpredictable and there were many days when he felt as if he were just along for the ride. He often joked to his children that he knew exactly what Ricky Ricardo must have felt like being married to Lucy.

Weldon put his paw on her tummy, "Everything OK? I thought I heard you squeak just a moment ago."[color=purple]

Frieda smiled and patted Weldon's paw, "Yes, I'm OK, I had a little pain, but it isn't labor pains, if that's what you're wondering. I must have just dozed a bit and awakened extremely hungry. Imagine me dozing in front of guests. That's rather embarrassing, even if only for a second. Really now Welly, is brunch finally ready? I'm starved. Let's not keep our guests waiting any longer. "

''Well glad to know it's not time yet and no i don't think it's a good idea that you do any work especially lifting of any sort......So i'm game for some of this ginger bread and some tea........anyone else?''Looking about the room. Are we all going to have something?

Red Calypso was rather puzzled about what exactly was going on, but shrugged since everything seemed to be all right. "I wouldn't mind a little something to eat, thank you."

Frieda took a chair at the breakfast table and reached for a slice of ginger bread and some lemon curd, "It's so nice to have visitors. Did you all have a good Luminaire?" She noticed Red Calypso's confused expression, "I'm sorry I've not been the best hostess this morning. I was awake very early this morning, couldn't stay in bed, my back ached so...I seem to be carrying this litter in my back and my tummy this time...Anyway, I had apparently invited everybody over for coffee this morning, and promptly dozed off while you were here. I woke up with a sharp pain and a squeak and I must have frightened you all. No worries, , , and , I will be OK once I get some of this yummy gingerbread in my tummy. She took a forkful of the soft cake-like ginger bread and popped it in her mouth, closed her eyes and savored the warm spicy flavor. "Oh Welly, that is the best gingerbread I have ever tasted."

Weldon's Ginger Bread make in a nine inch square pan 1/2 cup white sugar 1/2 cup butter 1 egg 1 cup molasses 2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour 1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon 1 teaspoon ground ginger 1/2 teaspoon ground cloves 1/2 teaspoon salt 1 cup hot water Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and flour a 9-inch square pan.

In a large bowl, cream together the sugar and butter. Beat in the egg, and mix in the molasses. In a bowl, sift together the flour, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, ginger, and cloves. Blend into the creamed mixture. Stir in the hot water. Pour into the prepared pan. Bake 1 hour in the preheated oven, until a knife inserted in the center comes out clean. Allow to cool in pan before serving. Serve with whipped cream garnished with nutmeg or with lemon curd and a candied lemon peel twist.