I can do one, two, three, and maybe four as drabbles or short responses. Five will take an essay-length response, which means not this week. I'm trying to hold to two essays, two written bits, and a Friday thing each week. Essays for this week are werewolves and shapshifting via nanites. And now . . . on with the drabbles!
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“And you’re giving this to me why?” Not that Danny didn’t want the puppy, far from it, but the action seemed so uncharacteristic of Frostbite that he just had to ask.
“She needs looking after, and I can’t. My people would never accept her.” He looked down at the tiny animal with something akin to love. “I will return for her when she is older, able to stand up amongst her kinsmen.”
“Her kinsmen?”
“My warriors.”
“This is what one of your babies looks like?”
Frostbite looked uncomfortable, and then sighed. “She is my daughter,” he said. “All of the others in her litter look normal, but she takes after her father.”
“Wait, you’re marri-you’re a girl?!”
He-she-looked at Danny and said, “Yes, Daniel. It doesn’t make much of a difference to us, in our society. But they would not accept Wulf as a father, challenge me for my throne-Danny?”
But Danny had just fallen over, flopped unceremoniously on the floor in a dead faint.
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Date: 2007-01-28 07:55 am (UTC)***
“And you’re giving this to me why?” Not that Danny didn’t want the puppy, far from it, but the action seemed so uncharacteristic of Frostbite that he just had to ask.
“She needs looking after, and I can’t. My people would never accept her.” He looked down at the tiny animal with something akin to love. “I will return for her when she is older, able to stand up amongst her kinsmen.”
“Her kinsmen?”
“My warriors.”
“This is what one of your babies looks like?”
Frostbite looked uncomfortable, and then sighed. “She is my daughter,” he said. “All of the others in her litter look normal, but she takes after her father.”
“Wait, you’re marri-you’re a girl?!”
He-she-looked at Danny and said, “Yes, Daniel. It doesn’t make much of a difference to us, in our society. But they would not accept Wulf as a father, challenge me for my throne-Danny?”
But Danny had just fallen over, flopped unceremoniously on the floor in a dead faint.