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[timid_werewolf]

Man, I do not need a collar! Not funny! That's like implying I have flees or something!

[But he's laughing, quietly, and there's a rustle of paper as he examines other things, forgetting the communicator for just a moment before blurting out.]

Merry Christmas, World's End! I hope everyone is doing alright today! Everyone doing okay now? There's

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[wishgazer]

What happened, Aaron?

[timid_werewolf]

My dire...he can talk!

[wishgazer]

Did anything happen to let him do that?

[timid_werewolf]

Well...I think it was the collar? Either that or the gods just suddenly decided poof make Dreizehn talk!

[wishgazer]

Then it should make things easier. You will know now what he needs.

[timid_werewolf]

Mm, yeah! It was never too hard before but I think it'll be better now!

I guess I should be grateful it's just him and not the rest of the pack. That could get awkward.

[wishgazer]

You should, then. I cant imagine it being too well when all of them start to talk.

[timid_werewolf]

Oh, it probably wouldn't be that bad, but with the coyotes acting like kids, and little Blanca still being a baby...not to mention Freki...one talking canine is enough!

How are you? Did your Christmas go alright?

[wishgazer]

It was fine, thank you-- currently awkward though, thanks to a new addition to the... "household".

[timid_werewolf]

Awkward?

[wishgazer]

A dire pup.

[timid_werewolf]

Ah! They're wonderful, really.

[wishgazer]

I can tell already.

[timid_werewolf]

IS it bonded to you or someone else?

[wishgazer]

Most likely me, as I was the one who named her.

[timid_werewolf]

That is so awesome! What's her name?