#anywhere

"Wait, you're with Rivervale?" he says

"I am."

"That little lodge is a far larger pain that it's insignificance should account for" The Ailil snorts "Fine. I can get better elsewhere"

A snort.

And he turns and walks off.

Bob shoots Dagmar a grateful look "Thank you

"

"Why do people want pets they won't do right by?"

Adam went flush at the Ailil's jibe and only JUST held his tongue.

Sniff. Scorn. "Little lodge. He's an ass."

"The Lodge is huge." Adam mutters. "It's his dick that's little."

"'Xactly."

BOb laughs at that jibe, "Good one." Good ears on him it seems.

The three headed Dog woofs in tripple

and wags a single tail at Adam

"WInkin likes you, Sir" Bob says

"He's cool." Adam agrees.

Winkin the three headed dog clambers over and licks his hand.

"Like Cerberus."

"Hell dog, yeah. Awww.... hey fella." He pets the pooch.

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Winkin is a fierce looking thing, glowing red eyes, Pittbull with THREE Heads? But his tongue lolls out and he turns upside down and rubs on his back to show his belly to Adam's petting

and something thumps on Dagmar's back lightly

Tummy skritches!

Waga waga waga

Dag turns.

A little horse looks almost apologetic as her wings lose energy, she had been zipping around all this time, but finally Raindrop is tiring. Can horses yawn? SHE does.

Dagmar holds out both her hands as a landing pad.

The horse lands... and then...her little head droops... and her wings go slack and...

"Told you, she's gonna be out like a light for a bit" Bob says

"Um. Where should I put her?"

"Oh right here is fine" He gestures to what might be like a bird house.

"Don't suppose either of you wants a pet then?" Bob says "You'd still have to pass the test but I think you'd do better than that last fellow"

"I can't." Regretfully as he stands. "Thanks for the offer, though."

"Why can't you? Nab would get jealous?"

"I totally wouldn't" Nab says startling the hell out of Adam

"Dag, how would I take care of it?" Then he JUMPS "JESUS!"

"no resemblence" Nab says

"Well, you are enchanted plenty... and well, I dunno what they eat..."

The cats look up at Nab

"I can't take care of him." Adam shrugs, standing.

"Nab, a little warning next time? How did you get here?"

"I followed you" she says "you invited me. Then I roamed around a bit"

"Oh. Yeah." He'd forgotten? "You ok? Need anything?"

"NOPE.. have a buzz.. so much sexy sexy energy... but I figured you know, you two wouldn't want me around , third wheel? So I wandered to give you space." Then she smiles at Dagmar "Don't wanna make you uncomfy"

"Oh. Uh..."

"As long as you're having fun too, Nab." Adam says generously.

"THank you I am. I have." Nab sayss "But I should probably go before they make like a russian band" eyeing the cats

"A Russian band?"

"Pussy Riot" She grins