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OOC: D
Shaw's a ham when it comes to kids
Shawchert was having a heck of a time. The infant ferret was taking much of his free time, in fact... there was no such thing as free time for the large man. What with patroling, playing with his girls, trying to keep the peace with Orin.... she wasn’t about to let him live down his big mistake.... and repairing the rest of the Terrace, he had such little time to drink it was laughable. Today he let himself relax slightly. The little ferret was wobbling around. He wondered if the mother ferret had her kits late in the year for some odd reason, but he could tell that the baby ferret was starting to be able to see better now, which meant he was very curious.... or was it a she? He wasn’t sure. Something told him it was a female though, so maybe he should be calling a she.... He shrugged and watched the little rat like animal wobble around on its legs. sniffing the new scents, and tasting the grass, which she in no way liked. Shaw chucked at that and just sat where he was keeping her from getting hurt just as he would with his girls when they were near. He smiled to himself. It was nice doing this, most of the time.