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There is a litter of kittens on a table, most of which are so tiny that their eyes haven't opened yet. They're forming a soft, mewing pile of fur, looking for the warmth of a mother that isn't there

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[sea_in_a_sieve]

Although most of the Jumblies are busy a few of the younger ones are bored with brewing and have decided to go scouting for more interesting things

[sea_in_a_sieve]

^x~' grins with glee, and dives back into the pile of kittens, and begins to chitter in fast Jumblespeak, telling the other two what it's done. The other two, who have been listening, but paying little attention during the conversation, are by degrees amused and delighted by the idea that they get to keep the kittens.

They'll need to do plenty of planning to make sure that the kittens have somewhere cozy to sleep and hopefully Bar can provide the necessary arrangements, much as she did for the Jumblies themselves.

^x~' tumbles out of the pile, grinning from ear to ear. The kittens in their turn seem not unhappy with the turn of events, but then it is possible that they don't quite understand.

"Kittens need names. Naming serious. We ask Bar for help." It announces. "You name one. You choice."

[OOC: How many kittens are there anyway? I know Teja took one...]

[no_justice]

[OOC: call it half a dozen, after Teja's one and any that go in other threads if they do]

Flattered that someone aksed him to name something, Death touches a tiny tortoise shell kitten.

This one I name Fluffy.