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[thistledownking]

Having learned that the mortals of the mansion are not sufficiently occupied, the gentleman with the thistle-down hair has decided to provide a bit of harmless entertainment. Therefore, anyone who spends more than five minutes in one place will find himself or herself a child

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[houndmaster]

Tyelkormo had been enjoying the sunlight, dozing in the grass outside. However, now in his place is a much smaller Fëanorian who is yawning exuberantly, grass sticking out of his hair.

[hewer_of_caves]

Another cousin! Sooner or later he'll find a little blond head hanging over him, grinning. "H'lo, Tyelkormo!"

O.M.E. CUTEST ICON EVAR

[houndmaster]

"You're in my light," Tyelkormo announces, much like his grown up counter part, but he sounds more like he is trying to be annoyed than actually is.

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[hewer_of_caves]

Findarato just giggles and pokes him. "What're you doing?"

[houndmaster]

Tyelkormo pokes back, making a face at him. "I was napping."

[hewer_of_caves]

Findarato pokes him again, grinning. "What're you doing that for? It's boring."

[houndmaster]

"Because I was tired. You're silly." Tyelkormo gave him a playful shove.

[hewer_of_caves]

"I'm not silly, you are." He grins and gives Tyelko a light shove back. "Where is everybody?"

[houndmaster]

"I don't knooow. Where are we?" he asks, realizing that they are both in a very strange place, with a very strange kind of light.

[hewer_of_caves]

"I dunno! Everything looks weird." He makes a face as he looks around.

[houndmaster]

"We should explore!" he announces. "Maybe we'll find people!"

[hewer_of_caves]

"Yeah!" Findarato beams and tugs on Tyelko's arm. "Lets go!"

[houndmaster]

Tyelko bounces up. "Which way should we go?"

[hewer_of_caves]

"Ummm..." He points in a random direction. "That way!" No, eight year old Findarato is not exactly a tactical genius.

[houndmaster]

"Okay!" Five-year-old Tyelkormo is not much better, and he wanders in that direction.

[tolkien_blond]

Eru only knows how Angrod managed to stay still for five minutes together-- possibly he was taking his time with jam on toast. In any case it seems to've happened, because an Aráto of approximately five has just found the wee Tyelko.

"Hiya!"