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Mon May 28, 2018 1:36 pm
"Auntie! Auntie!" Evelyn cried, pawing at Felix's legs as they exited their home. The leader laughed, adjusting his pack and swinging the door open to let his niece into the world. There was only one "auntie", and that was Calia; everyone else was known by name (or, in Posey's case, as "gramma"). He himself was "unkie", on account of her poor pronunciation skills at this point in time. Relief had washed over him as she started to name packmembers with family names; it seemed that with time, the abandonment of her father could heal after all.
"Let's go see auntie, hmm?" he asked, lifting her in his arms. She giggled, and he grinned, touching his nose to hers before gently lowering her to the ground. She hopped up and down, running circles around the Ravenking as he closed the door to their home and started to set out. He took small steps so Evelyn could keep up, although with her boundless energy, it was hardly necessary.
They soon reached Calia's cottage. It wasn't hard to find; the scent of goat traveled for at least a mile, strong and pungent, although not necessarily unpleasant. It had a homey look, cozy, like the Nightstag herself.
Evelyn bounced around on the ground, and Felix reached out to knock on the door, giving a singsong call:
"Auntie, oh auntie!"
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Calia opened the door and immediately beamed at them both, ushering them inside her humble (and rather goat-scented) abode. Evelyn giggled, leaping indoors as if it were her own home, and Felix, while more composed than his young niece, followed suit. It was, however, not without giving Calia a few affectionate licks on her cheek, of course.
"Oh my dear Calia, you spoil us so," he said in his peculiar sing-song voice as she offered them food and drink. Evelyn jumped in place, her permanent grin now fixated on the albino woman. "Milkie!" she cried, tongue peeking out of her mouth to swipe at her lips. Felix smiled; Evelyn had always been a fan of Calia's goat milk, and he suspected that its creamy and rich flavor hinted at a future sweet tooth in the girl.
"That sounds lovely," Felix acquiesced, bending down to lift Evelyn in his arms. She giggled at that. He poked her on the nose, and then trained his eyes on Calia, orange dancing with excitement. "Calia, I have a present for you!" he exlaimed, seemingly unconcerned with the non sequitur.
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Evelyn wasted no time in dunking her head directly into the bowl on the ground, rapidly lapping the rich milk inside. Felix gave a small chuckle and drank his own milk at a more tempered speed; he certainly didn't dislike it, but he felt it was something best enjoyed in small amounts, and slowly. Otherwise, it was liable to give him a stomache-ache, or spoil him for the taste.
"No occasion!" he said, swiping excess milk from his lips with a dart of his tongue. "We just love you!" Felix had no problem throwing out such words - something that some people had rebuked him for in the past - but really, was there such a thing as too much of it? He drank another sip of his milk and set the cup down, opening his bag and digging around in its depths. Soon, he pulled out a small wooden figure, crudely shaped to be a goat. The entire thing was doused in gratuitous amounts of white paint, and two dots of black paint denoted the eyes on either side.
He gently placed the figure on the table, facing Calia. "We made it together," he said, and Evelyn stopped her milk-drinking to give a nod and smile at the Nightstag. Well, Evelyn had "helped" - she'd bounced around while Felix picked the right flowers for the dyed paint, and sat with him as he whittled the wood away into what he wanted it to be. Still, that was help enough, in Felix's eyes.