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how many hours has it been exactly?? are you safely shut away indoors?

[doggish]

im in our home, don't fret

and it's been 4 hours thusfar

which may make the indoors bit less of an assurance than you might hope, given the pup-kittens

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oh thank the gods

2/2

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now I can properly bask in the luxury of not having been there for your furry little mishap without thinking I might rush home only to find you being herded into a cage somewhere

[doggish]

your concern is touching.

anyway, you've turned into a bat AND a wolf frequently before, you have little room to tease

now come home and help me corral them before they end up expiring out of sheer panic, please

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that's not the only part of me prone to touch when you're around.

and on the contrary, I'd say that gives me a great deal more room to tease.

but oh come now sweetheart. is it truly so bad as that? The little beasts barely know how to blink their eyes on a good day, you can't tell me they have enough brainpower to parse the tips of their own whiskers.

[doggish]

i am not flirting with you while i am a DOG. though physical comforts will be accepted later.

we have a mirror and three pets who keep alternating between understanding their own form and assuming there are now six pets in this household.

ataashi will not stop whimpering and cowering and scaring herself with her own reflection; montressor is on the offensive, and there are few sadder sights than a kitten attempting to bark and scare herself— though perhaps the sight of fortunato continuously starting and shivering at her own paws and lack of ability to smell anything

[There's a long pause, and then:]

and none of them will stop making noise about it

[doggish]

[Another pause.]

the only thing this has done is cement ataashi's belief that you and i somehow birthed the pups

i have attempted to dissuade her of this. she is unconvinced. she cannot decide who the mother is, though, so there's a blessing for both of us.

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you are so demanding you know.

perhaps I'll tell her that makes you the dam.

I always did fancy myself a sire.

[doggish]

[There is a pause.]


too late

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too

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LATE????

[doggish]

you were so patient during your pregnancy

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how
DARE
YOU

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I have never once been patient in my LIFE

[doggish]

my mistake, i'll amend it to constant cravings for treats and small butterflies

[doggish]

(the treats are somewhat decent)

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[wait]












....how many did you eat?

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and what did they taste like??

[doggish]

like steak and cheese and red wine and pumpkin all in one, somehow, but in a good way, and all satisfyingly crunchy



and i had three

i understand why montressor goes for them so eagerly

they linger on the tongue

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I don't believe this

At this rate the four of you are going to be the size of the Swordcoast before I make it home. How in the devil did you manage to open the jar without

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Right.

Magic.

3/3

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Darling mine, I need you to be very very honest with your beloved vampire right now.

Are you going to be able to stop yourself from digging into more, or am I going to have to bring a muzzle and a phial full of sussur-laced stomach formula to keep you from vomiting all over everything we own?

[doggish]

it was 3 treats, not 30, you have seen me eat far more t