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[vanagandr]

[ When the PORTAL clicks on, the feed is, at first, dark -- and then the small face of a wolf pup comes into view. There's a wriggle from the pup as a paw bats at the PORTAL once more, and then Fenrir's characteristic barking laugh, only it's much, much more high-pitched. ]

Funny!

[ The chain that is usually around his neck, though hidden by a

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[petit_monstri]

Ah! Stupid puppy, you will choke!

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[petit_monstri]

The house number, puppy!

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[vanagandr]

Uhhh...

[ Oh! There it is! ]

Nine!

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[petit_monstri]

Kay! I'm coming!

[PREPARE YOURSELF, PUPPY.]

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[vanagandr]

[ Nothing can prepare him for getting his mouth stuck together with peanut butter for the first time. ]

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[petit_monstri]

[Christine appears... eventually. She's not used to navigating a city considering she spends all her time inside her father's studio, but one thing she is quite proficient at is counting. Also in pestering random strangers. She will make her way there, magical dreamed up snacks in tow.

She spots the puppy on the stairs and skips her way up to him. Before any peanut butter can happen, however, she will be petting his fuzz.]

Papa won't let me play with any pets, you are the very first.

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[vanagandr]

[ Fenrir takes the time between Christine saying she's coming and actually arriving to take a quick nap on the steps. No one bothers him; he's adorable, for one thing, and there are more important things -- like the mess of human children running around -- than a puppy.

Though that "pet" thing needs to stop. ]

I'm not a pet.

[ Even as his little tail happily wags at the petting. ]

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[petit_monstri]

They would be pets if he would let them in.

[Silly thing, she can see perfectly clearly you aren't a pet, you have no collar.]

But Maman would eat them and it would be no good.

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[vanagandr]

Yeah, that wouldn't work. [ His mom is a giantess, he gets it. ]

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[petit_monstri]

[She smiles, ruffling his ears. They're the softest bit, it's awesome. She should probably wash her hands before moving on to delicious celery time, but she really doesn't think of it.

She's got a ziplock bag full of cut pieces like her mom gives her and a jar of Skippy at the ready. She stuffs one in her own face first before offering one to Fenrir.]

I won't eat you though.

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[vanagandr]

[ Fenrir likes having his ears ruffled, so he presses into her hand -- at least until it moves away. He would whine, but she's getting snacks, so instead he watches.

Oh. Ew, celery smells gross. ]

Thanks.

[ He's going to try and sniff the peanut butter instead of the celery. ]

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[petit_monstri]

Everybody likes peanut butter.

[She asserts this with confidence. Her daddy pretended he didn't but he was just a big fat liar.]

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[vanagandr]

Will you get mad if I lick out of there?

[ Because he doesn't have thumbs like his mom and dad and Hel. ]

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[petit_monstri]

[She considers this for a moment.]

No. It is like a spoon!

[She gets a big glob onto the celery and offers it back out to him helpfully.]

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[vanagandr]

[ Tail wagging, Fenrir starts to lick the peanut butter off the celery. This is more than acceptable. ]

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[petit_monstri]

[She giggles, so happy and excited to get to play with real live creatures for once. She pets his head affectionately before maneuvering one handed to get out a second celery stick and stuff it into her own face.]