Hank snickers. "Never been t' Chicago, but I'll take your word for it." He smiles. "Good t' have friends, though." He grins when he notices Piddles enter the room. "Hiya, Pid."
Bailey shakes his head. "Not at all. Most Garou I know aren't picky about who they're friends with. Some exceptions, yesh, but most are pretty cool." He grins as the Lupus enters. "Piddles! Where ya been keeping yourself?"
Clever-for-Food's head lifts from her paws, eyes blinking open as the door opens. She lets out a soft woof before Piddles' scent reaches her, then scrambles to her paws and runs towards him. Hi! HiHiHi!
Paddy blinks, and mouths, "Piddles?" He shrugs, and waves a greeting to the newcomer.
Piddles bounces over to his packmates, waggling his whole body enthusiastically, and bouncing up to lick their faces. Of course, he is broadsided by Clever in the midst of this and proceeds to greet her as enthusiastically as possible, bounding his big body around the room.
Casper grins at Piddles from where he sits, giving a small wave.
Clever-for-Food returns the greeting of playful paw-wacks, licks, and ear-grabs, then follows him as he makes his hellos. Bounce for bounce she keeps up with the other lupe Gnawer, greeting each person anew as Piddles does.
Piddles pounces on Clever and rolls her around, wrestling to the accompaniment of playful growls.
Hank nods to Paddy at the Piddles bit, then looks to the other Gnawer. "Hiya, Pid. Going OK?"
Bailey leans back, smiling. "Yeah. How goes?"
Clever-for-Food goes down onto her back under the elder Gnawer's 'attack'. She does not give up, though, instead bats up at him with oversized paws and makes short lunges towards him with her jaws.
Casper turns around on the pew, leaning his arms over the back of it and resting his head on them. He watches the lupus play with quiet fascination and amusement.
Piddles puts a broad paw on Clever's nose to hold her down for a moment. This one is well. This one is gladgladglad to see you all.
Clever-for-Food wiggles and jiggles despite Pids' hold. The cub chuffs canine laughter as she tries to free herself.
Hank grins wide, settling on a pew to watch the two lupes play.
Piddles straddles the other lupe's chest and clashes his teeth at her with hideous snarls that normal humans would run screaming from, but are clearly mock-warnings in this case.
Bailey laughs at the play. "Well, we're glad to see you too, packie."
Clever-for-Food holds up her end of the fight for a respectable time, then drops her head back to the ground and folds her forepaws. Her tail, though, is still going a mile-a-minute.
Piddles pants over Clever. How are you? Are you learning? Do you have more people to play with?
Casper asks Hank, "When did the pup arrive?"
The cub's answer is a rapid-fire string of 'Yes!'s. Went out-out-out! Ate and ran and played!
Hank grins at Casper. "Been here for a while now...."
Casper scratches his chin, "Huh, I never noticed... Who found her?"
Bailey hmmms. "From what I heard, Edge found her first. She was at the Rialto for a while."
Piddles licks Clever's nose enthusiastically. And has anyone taught you anything new?
Casper nods to Bailey. "Lots of cubs appearing these days... I met a few at the farmhouse."
Bailey chuckles. "Yeah, I met a few there last week. Must be the weather. Maybe kinfetches hate the cold."
Clever-for-Food wiggles under the licking and tries to roll to her belly. Food! Good places to find it outside! yes, yes, yes!
Casper grins, "Hard to say. Have you been training with John?"
Piddles doesn't let her roll. First Law of Litany! Tell me!
Bailey nods. "Well, we're still working out how we should go about this, since it isn't something concrete like a gift or rite."
Clever-for-Food rolls back to belly-up as she's not let up. No making puppies! No!
Casper nods, looking thoughtful. "Well time in the woods might help... though you know, taking a different perspective on this river bane crisis might help you as well."
Piddles woofs! Good! You will get a piece of baloney for that. What is Second Law?
Hank glances at Bailey. "Training?"
The pup becomes somewhat distracted. Food? NowNow? Her muzzle darts up towards Piddles' as she tries to lick the corner of the other Garou's mouth in the usual 'puppy begging' gesture.
Bailey smiles. "True. Need to talk to Kevin. He might have some info I need about it. As for spirituality, I'm going to try to work it out in the forest and in the city, because of my tribe." He looks to Hank. "I'm trying to strengthen my connection to Gaia, and asked John to teach me."
Piddles chuffs a negative. Second Law, he says cajolingly.
Clever-for-Food gives up and licks her own muzzle instead. Fight-bite bad Wyrm shadows!
Piddles woofs again. Third Law!
Hank grins at Bailey. "Cool."
Casper shakes his head and gently touches Bailey's shoulder, "Think about the river Bailey... I think it might provide a key for you... John can only teach so much, ninety percent of it will come from yourself."
Clever-for-Food lays still for a moment. No peeing!
Hank blinks for a moment, then laughs, grinning.
Piddles woofs eagerly. Fourth law?
Clever-for-Food tilts her head further back, checking on the others to make sure she's not missing any fun. Belly up!
Bailey nods quietly at Casper. "That's what I was thinking." He laughs at Clever's interpretation of the Litany.
Piddles gnaws on Clever's throat to remind her of what the Fourth Law is. That's the Fifth Law. Close enough. What is Sixth Law?
Clever-for-Food's attention gets drawn back to the lesson by the mouthing. Silly, silly, She scolds once the jaws loosen. Her ear flicks as she thinks, then she exclaims, No fighting big dog when needed!
Piddles is caught off-guard by that one, not expecting a later law than six.
Shadow Eyes comes padding up the stairs, yawning hugely.
Clever-for-Food notes the change in her teacher; the cub's happy squirming restarts. Outside? Play?
Casper grins as Shadow Eyes appears.
Shadow Eyes takes a wide berth around Piddles and Clever, hoping not to distract the pup.
Bailey waves to his packmate's arrival, and looks back to the lupes.
Hank smiles at Shadow Eyes. "Hi."
Piddles licks Clever's nose. Hold still while I tell you Litany in order. Try to learn it in order. SillyhumanbornGarou like to have a special order to it.
Shadow Eyes pads over to brush against Hank and give him a playnip. He settles down to see how the training is going.
Clever-for-Food's nose wrinkles. Know it! KnowKnowKnow! Out-play-run! Outside!
Pack> Shadow Eyes thinks you're going great guns, packmate. I took Clever out to show her some hunting spots and she didn't run away.
Piddles wurfs severely. No. You know them, but you don't give in order. Listen, or no outside, no food. It won't take long. I won't even make you tell it back to me right now.
Clever-for-Food's forepaws fold against her chest again. Okay, She sighs.
Piddles sits down with a thump. No puppies with other Garou. Bite bad Wyrm things. No peeing in other's places. No biting after other gives up. Big dog is big dog. Big dog eats first. No eating humans. No peeing on littler dogs. No changing shape where not-Garou can see. Old dog go off from pack. Can fight big dog when not fighting. No fighting big dog when fighting other things. No hurting special magic place of Garou.
Clever-for-Food uses her same almost-scolding tone as she agrees. Silly, silly. Clever-very-very-smart knows!
Bailey sits there, stunned at this version of the Litany.
Shadow Eyes whufles at Bailey, having heard this full out for the first time too.
Piddles will ask you to say it back in that order later, he scolds. After a pause, he lets Clever up. Now you will wait here, and I will go get you the food I promised.
Clever-for-Food bounces to her paws almost without rolling to her belly first. Okay! Eat then out? Play-dig-runrunrun?
Piddles woofs. Stay, I get food. He pads down the steps rapidly.
Clever-for-Food stays, or at least jumping and running around in a circle can be counted as staying. Okay!
Hank grins at the lupe version of the Litany.
Piddles pads back up the stairs more slowly, some cold cuts dangling from his mouth.
Clever-for-Food leaps forward to meet Piddles, hardly holding herself at the head of the steps. Hungry!
Bailey nods slowly. "Again, she's hungry."
Shadow Eyes looks to Bailey. it is a very unusual thing for her. Usually, we must force her to eat.
Piddles somehow manages to toss the three slices of baloney into the air. He waits until Clever has devoured them. There are twelve laws. If you repeat them to me next time I ask in the right order, you get a whole pack of baloney.
Clever-for-Food snaps one out of the air, and catches a second on the fly. After gulping them, she licks the third (and no small amount of floor grime) up. Okay! Smart, smart Clever knows!
Bailey raises an eyebrow to Shadow Eyes. "Really? Tonight, she ate everything in sight." he looks slightly green at this. "Twice."
Hank nods.
Shadow Eyes is kidding, Night's Justice. She is a good Gnawer.
From afar, Clever-for-Food giggles and did her 'eat till you throw up, then eat it again!' trick again tonight.
Long distance to Clever-for-Food: Piddles cackles! Ew!
From afar, Clever-for-Food nodnods! Bwahaha.
Bailey nods. "Figured as much. Even before I knew she was a Garou, she was like this. Always eating."
Piddles takes the brief distraction opportunity to wander over to his packmates and friend and nuzzle them all.
Shadow Eyes slurps Piddles.
Hank smiles at Piddles, and reaches down to scritch him.
Bailey nudges Casper. "You're quiet. What's on your mind?"
Casper stares at the floor and it takes a moment before he reacts to the nudge. He smiles languidly and shakes his head to Bailey, "The usual..."
Piddles licks Hank's hand and slurps Elan. Was my easy-version so strange? he wonders.
Clever-for-Food takes her time cleaning up the floor, or is it getting every last of meat flavor off it?
Shadow Eyes likes it. He thumps his tail on the ground. He pads over and nudges Boo, too.
Hank grins at Piddles. "Not...strange. Just different than what I'm used t' hearing."
Bailey smiles at Pid. "Not strange. Just never heard it that concise before." He looks to Casper, and grins. "Oh, really? Who is she, then?"
Casper blinks, "She...?"
Hank glances over at Bailey and Casper, and snickers.
Bailey chuckles. "I've seen that look before. Just thought you were thinking about some girl."
Floor cleaning finished, the cub flops down. Head on her paws, she watches the others through suddenly sleepy eyes.
Casper pauses and hmms, looking at Bailey, "Well I wasn't thinking of girls, no... would you like me to tell you when I am? I have had some interesting dreams about them."
Hank smiles at some thought.
Bailey chuckles. "Really? And your dreams are interesting as it is. Probably very...interesting, if anything else."
Shadow Eyes would like to hear more about your dreams. You have very powerful ones. Strong ones.
Casper nods and says innocently, "They seem strong, though the ones about girls have a different sort of potency."
Piddles makes his way over to the cub and flops down against her, nuzzling her briefly, watching with more alert eyes as the homids interact.
Clever-for-Food rolls over against Piddles. Tired, tired. Her eyes close.
Bailey chuckles. "I can imagine."
Casper nods, seeming to find the topic of scientific interest. "Yes, well, it's funny... Dani lent me one of her... Spider-Man comic books, which I had read. There was a woman in it, Mary Jane was her name. She appeared once."
Shadow Eyes flicks an ear in interest. Yes?
Piddles sits up slowly, so as not to disturb the cub. Do you often dream of women? Why do you dream of women? Do you dream of men too? In the same way or different way? Do you dream of wolves and dogs? Same way, or different way?
Hank coughs suddenly, then grins.
Bailey grins. "Cool. Mary Jane is Spider-Man's wife. She is great-looking, for a fictional character." At Piddles' question, his jaw almost drops. He keeps still, killing any body language he might have had before.
Casper starts to say something to Piddles but hesitates at Hank's and Bailey's reactions, "Something wrong?"
Hank grins. "Just PId's questions....."
Bailey chuckles, and nods quickly. "Yeah. That's very...forward."
Piddles flops his head to one side. Is forward bad? I'm just curious about humans. The better to pretend to be one sometimes. (There is a significant note of joking in that last comment.)
Casper ohs, "I never thought of it like that. I guess it's good that I didn't describe the dream at length."
Bailey shakes his head. mopping the thin sheen of sweat that seems to have suddenly appeared there. "No. Being forward isn't bad at all."
Hank looks at Casper. "It's OK, if you want to. We don't mind." He grins. "Or if you want to answer Pid. It's OK."
Piddles bounces and slurps Casper briefly. You are fun. You are willing to answer a silly lupus' questions.
Casper grins at the slurp and runs his hand down Pids's head. He says, "Some people are uncomfortable with talking about sex Piddles, though I've never really understood why... Maybe I lack proper Homid training."
Piddles thinks that's good! His stub of a tail wags at a blinding rate. Most proper homid training is silly, like Clever says. I'm just good at pretending sometimes.
Bailey shrugs. "It's mpre human training than anything else. We have iot drillid into our skulls from childhood that we mustn't talk about it. 'Course, we're all adults here, so it's a moot point."
Casper smiles, "I think so too. I don't know what's wrong with urinating in parks, or cleaning one's nose... I really don't."
Shadow Eyes nudges Casper. You do well.
Piddles doesn't think there's anything wrong with either. Humans are weird sometimes. I should go. He bounces up and slurps all the homids' faces, then wrassles at Elan briefly, and bounds for the door. He pauses there and looks back. If you want to talk about my questions later, Casper, that would be fun! He then pops the door and disappears.
Back to home.