"The Thin Line," Part I
\*\*\*\*\* If Lieutenant Chitterleigh noticed that I had spent a completely sleepless night, he was too polite to mention it. Very unusual behaviour for an officer toward a private, but then again, I had seen much unusual behaviour from officers...
"The Thin Line," Part H
The work around the farm, such as it was, was carried out by another roebuck. he wasn't a blood relative, as far as i knew, but i called him "uncle."
I Think, That’s Me Problem - humor - maybe
Stomping on the accelerator there was the sound of a supercharger kicking in and the car leapt like a startled roebuck. clicking his seat harness into place, grumble opened the glove box in front of him and began pawing through it.
"The Thin Line," Part S
I was so engrossed in my thoughts that i almost stumbled upon a feral roebuck, which had been crouched in the bushes. for that matter, he almost stumbled upon me.
"The Thin Line," Part RR
It was a very unhappy coincidence that the symbol he bore upon his head-armour was the head of a roebuck. a very realistic looking symbol, at that.
"From Whom All Blessings Flow," Part C
The interval between then, and the time a freshly washed and brushed roebuck left in the early-morning dark for the great temple, passed quietly and uneventfully.
"The Thin Line," Part T
It did make me think of that roebuck i bumped into while walking with lt. rutter; the story was as reasonable as nearly every other explanation listed in the catalogue.
"The Thin Line," Part AA
Mein host turned out to be another roebuck, so it was perhaps with a bit extra friendliness that my king's orders were examined.
"The Thin Line," Part Q
The second part of the episode introduces the roebuck to furs he'd never met. his ancestors. the experience deeply humbles him.
"The Thin Line," Part P
It might have been because the bow was not sized for a roebuck like me. a much taller elf would have used the sample.
"From Whom All Blessings Flow," Part G
The hidden door hadn't been closed and locked for more than a few seconds before the room was serene and quiet again, save for one rapidly panting roebuck that was pounding the doorjamb in frustration.