01-07-2009, 01:34 AM
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Biting his lower lip, Zeke adjusted his weight and dropped to a sitting position. Scratching at his dreadlocks, the boy listened to her speak. She still spoke in puppy talk, which was not unfamiliar, given his other ward. Both ears, large but not unreasonable for his build, turned forward and his smile broke into a grin. “Zana? That’s a pretty name. I have a friend named Siobhan here, you would probably like her.” Mouthy, young. It seemed as if Ezekiel took after his mother over his father in that respect, at least.
“For da’, huh? You got a name to go with that? We could go look for whoever it is.” Another wag of the tail, a doggish wink. One would never have guessed he was a de le Poer.
Biting his lower lip, Zeke adjusted his weight and dropped to a sitting position. Scratching at his dreadlocks, the boy listened to her speak. She still spoke in puppy talk, which was not unfamiliar, given his other ward. Both ears, large but not unreasonable for his build, turned forward and his smile broke into a grin. “Zana? That’s a pretty name. I have a friend named Siobhan here, you would probably like her.” Mouthy, young. It seemed as if Ezekiel took after his mother over his father in that respect, at least.
“For da’, huh? You got a name to go with that? We could go look for whoever it is.” Another wag of the tail, a doggish wink. One would never have guessed he was a de le Poer.