( not bothering to hold back his laughter, he waves his hands twice, over the carefully attended basket. one furry head lifts and a scoffing huff follows, along with sniff sniff sniffing, and he makes to stand )
As you say, as you say! I'll find more for our little mothers to eat, you speak to Zewu-jun and Clara, ah?
( But loving and desperately fond and sweet, yet rounding his hands to cup the litter's catch and bring it up, lovingly, and inhale its presence. He is never letting go of these young ones again —
For the next two, three minutes, before their mothers turn around to mind them. )
Wei Ying. Thank you for giving me grandchildren. ( By gifting him their furred daughters to start. )
( Knees bent, halfway towards, and he leans close, another kiss to the top of Lan Zhan's head, easy as he continues rising. Room for the small bodies cupped and held, room for the hearts in their expansive chests, beating and pricked by tiny kitten claws in fondness. )
To fill every corner of your heart until bursting. I'll be swift.
( There, the care light smile, the easy fondness, and he's to the entrance and out into grasping heat once more, to find the sweetest, safest, most nourishing of greens... and a little fruit, too.
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( not bothering to hold back his laughter, he waves his hands twice, over the carefully attended basket. one furry head lifts and a scoffing huff follows, along with sniff sniff sniffing, and he makes to stand )
As you say, as you say! I'll find more for our little mothers to eat, you speak to Zewu-jun and Clara, ah?
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( But loving and desperately fond and sweet, yet rounding his hands to cup the litter's catch and bring it up, lovingly, and inhale its presence. He is never letting go of these young ones again —
For the next two, three minutes, before their mothers turn around to mind them. )
Wei Ying. Thank you for giving me grandchildren. ( By gifting him their furred daughters to start. )
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To fill every corner of your heart until bursting. I'll be swift.
( There, the care light smile, the easy fondness, and he's to the entrance and out into grasping heat once more, to find the sweetest, safest, most nourishing of greens... and a little fruit, too.
But just a little. )