A Table Full of Cute

[inventors_toy]

The weather has been lovely. Gwendal has been busy in his treehouse knitting. Now there's no room for him or Needles in it anymore, so reluctantly he has decided to give away all his new little animals

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[tryto_fly]

Well, this little boy will approach with wiiiide eyes. It's evident he wants to touch the animals, but isn't sure if he's allowed.

[inventors_toy]

So Gwendal looks intimidating. "Go ahead," he says from his chair. "If you want one..." He calls the kitten back so it doesn't pounce the small boy.

[tryto_fly]

"Really?" He steps closer and reaches out tentatively to pat, very carefully, one of the little cats. "It's soft!"

[inventors_toy]

"They're knitted. It's my hobby."

[halftheslain]

And here is a goddess with an almost fatal attraction to cute and fuzzy animals who is followed in by one of her own abnormally large cats. She picks up one of the ones shaped like a pig and examines it.

[inventors_toy]

Gwendal watches her while trying to keep a wary eye on the great cat. Needles jumps up on the table and hisses at the big cat.

[halftheslain]

Freyja laughs at the little cat while her own cat flattens its ears, puffs its tail and just stares. After a moment of looking at the pig she puts it back on the table. The toy then proceeds to wander around making little grunting noises. She claps her hands. "That's much better!"

[inventors_toy]

"Did you like it?" He scoops up Needles protectively.

[devotedlad]

*Consiel enters and attempts to see just how anatomically incorrect the moose is from a polite distance.*

[inventors_toy]

It's pretty darn incorrect. It has four feet, roughly the right shaped head and antlers. Gwendal has never seen one in life, just pictures.

[devotedlad]

*That bothers him a bit. In his time, not so many people had pictures of moose available, so he's quite forgiving, but... augh. He steps a little closer.*

[inventors_toy]

Gwendal sees him. "Did you see something you wanted?"

[demonfiance]

"What are you doing?" Wolfram eyes all the knitted animals.

[inventors_toy]

"Trying to find enough room in my loft again for me and Needles. How are you?"

[demonfiance]

"Hmph. Aren't you moving into the mansion? It's much more befitting..."

[inventors_toy]

"I like living in the loft, at least until it gets cold again."

[lil_live_wire]

And here comes a little girl, eyes peeking over the edge of the table as she stands on tip-toe to get a better look at the toys. She reaches out to gently pat the stuffed puppies and kittens as the large, half-grown Newfie puppy following her flops on the ground behind her, panting and watching the cat.

[inventors_toy]

Despite his gruff nature, Gwendal smiles at the little girl. He holds Needles tight to keep her away from the puppy. "See something you like, little girl?"

[lil_live_wire]

She beams at him and nods. "They're soft!" She spots a black puppy and holds it up. "It looks like Soot!" She's referring, of course, to the puppy behind her.

[inventors_toy]

"It does! Do you want it then?"