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Date Posted: 21:03:05 06/28/02 Fri
Author: Niira
Author Host/IP: 209-162-44-20.thegrid.net / 209.162.44.20
Subject: Play

Niira sits on the floor of the Haupton, clicking softly to Tryphon and offering him her fingers to sniff. She works at getting him to associate with her smell, her touch, and her voice, so he will never forget. All other thoughts wipe from her mind for the moment. Shak's pup, the mahogany male Cyrus, sits close by, watching keenly. He seems to realize that this girl is only a temporary care taker for him, for though he is friendly and polite, he does not engage in cuddling or affections to any extreme. His unusual reservation makes Niira pause for a moment, before she returns to her task at hand.

"Tryphon, hey, buddy. That's you. You ought to get used to my voice and your name, huh? I understand that when one sense is deprived someone, their others are heightened. Happened to a girl I knew named Doe. Couldn't hear a word, but she knew when bacon was cooking three miles away, and she could see the fleas on a caribou sleeping in a cave." Petting the little Alie pup, she grins, enjoying the warm company of the Haupton. "I wonder what Shak's up to. He's probably starting training about now, eh?"

Cyrus pads to sit beside his littermate, spreading his wings in some sort of expectant appraisal. The girl gives him a gentle touch on his chest, sending him rolling over to expose his white tummy. She gives it a slight poke and his paws wiggle merrily in the air. Sensing a deprivation of attention, Tryphon leaps forward, as if to remind the girl that he's the one she adopted, not the other one. Scooping up the little raven bundle of energy in her grasp, she cuddles him, letting Cyrus perch on her knee as he regains his balance. "Oh, Tryph, be nice." She admonishes gently, giggling as he gives her nose a lick. Her gaze moves to the adults fluttering softly around her, though she knew Rhowen had taken the two youngest.

Calling a hello to the established residents, she continues to play with the pups, keeping an ear out for anyone coming in to the Haupton, and an eye on all the other Alie in the vicinity.

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