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She would grab a couple pieces of steak, feeding the dogs as she would wander about. "Feel free to call me momma sil little dusha"

"I'm short too!" Azumi exclaimed happily.

"This is not a good thing silly fox!" She said, although she was kinda loud about it I dont think shes angry

* max was hanging off the bar bored wanting something to do * max: ugggggghhhhh

@Silvera
Dusha went to speak and he closed his mouth, his face flushing a bright red in embarrassment.
No way was he going to call her Momma Sil. If the other warriors found out, he'd be the joke of the troop.

"Right. Thank you." Dusha glanced over at Whiskey and Rocks who were eating the steak given to them.

She sways her tails as she watched the pups. She definitely gives off a motherly vibe as she gently places a hand on his head

max: attending your kids silvera * max said upside down hanging off the bar just wanting some conversation *

Mathius laughed before paying Pow the other half of what he owed

"This was payback for the cans of silly sting"

Pow is now a weapon of prank war it seems, she seems rather okay with this all this-

"Hey Pow, watch this...."

He picked Azumi up and put her in a front-facing papoose

She turns and stares at Drael "You see the funny fox.. up, now tall one" she commanded

Dusha is sitting at a table, writing in a worn-out, grungy blue, leather diary.

She watches what dusha writes

Dusha noticed this and quickly closed the book, looking at Silvera. "Oi! Uh, privacy?" His voice cracked, which made him sound a bit like a squeaky toy for a brief second.

It seemed whatever he was writing, he wanted it to remain private. As most people with a diary would want.
Wonder what's inside though?

"It's OK, is it about this place?" She would shift to her animal form, wrapping her body around him... her body was warm, welcoming...

Dusha was a bit startled from Silvera's switch from her original form to her animal form, but didn't let it bother him too much.

Dusha looked around and shook his head no. "It's.. about someone I know." Dusha's cheeks turned red. Someone he had a crush on, maybe?
He carefully pulled the strap around the book and buttoned it in place so it would stay closed. Then he slipped the fountain pen in between the strap and pushed the diary aside.

She used her tails to pull him down, comforting him. She then would pick his cheek a bit "relax, you honestly look like you have not slept properly in years"

Dusha frowned. She was right, there had only been a rare few nights where he could sleep peacefully.
He crossed his arms and rolled his eye. "I'm fineeee." He whined a bit, playing it off.

She would sing a lullaby softly, it did well to put her kits to bed, and it seemed to make a lot of other people sleepy

Dusha furrowed his brows. "Aw, com'on y' think I'm going to.. to.." He mumbled, before letting out a soft yawn. ".. fall asleep to that?" He batted his eye slowly.

And just as he said that, he batted his eye one more time before closing it and slowly falling asleep, wrapped up in Silvera's fur.