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Of course with Nelphean's departue, Cymaron nuzzled and purred to his mate, and took a sniff to the air...cheesecake. which ment Nailah was still up, and also Aura most likely, as they had been in fine spirits earlier.

"Woudl you like cheesecake with the others, or woudl you prefer to go to the den, sister-mate?"

Aura smiled that particular smile of hers that either meant she was thinking something funny, or she had mischeif on her mind. This time it merely turned out to be something funny. "Look at it this way. We can hold them all we want, coddle them and spoil them and they'll always be fun...then when the crying and pouting and tantrums start...we can always give them back. That's the joy of living with babies that aren't your own."

She only laughed again. "My kid can kick your kid's butt anyday." Weren't they cute? Aura sighed and nodded her head. "But you're probably right...I should go pull Saradin out of the nursery so he doesn't wake up being smothered by a pile of kids." True, those kids gravitated to whomever was sleeping in that room with them. Usually it was wolves that didn't complain. A hug to Niah before Aura turned, starting to head inside. "I bet I could go longer without sleep than you could."

Aura turned from just about going into the nursery to laugh at Niah and shake her head. "That's a lie and we both know it!" And it was probably true, but fun banter between friends was good. "Goodnight you little cheese cake addict." Slipping into the nursery, she roused Saradin, making him drag himself off to bed as she settled the kids all once more then made her way to her room as well.

Rand herself was enjoying some alone time. The children were not sleeping well through the night yet. Well, Moonstone was fine. Onyx just cept waking him up and making him cry. What a night it had been. Well, night day...she wasn't rightly sure. The days had started to meld togther. She had taken a moment, between what was a peacefull sleep and soon to be squall, to step outside and take in some fresh air.

She pulled her trench coat close against the wind, and thought about raiding the fridge. She was having that sweet tooth problem again. But looking back at the den...she didn't want to go to far sohuld they start crying. It usually took both her and Cymarron to calm them down.

No, they were fine, Cym would be able to handle it...she hoped anyway. She soon found herself in the kitchen. And whiel she had never had an eurge to cook before, she suddenly found it interesting. Maybe she's try to mkae an omlette or sometihng. Been a long time since she had eggs.

Rand sneered at the contents of the fridge. She had no idea what to do with the stuff she found in there....she looked nervously around the fridge. What the hell was that. She had herhead half way into the fridge, bonked it on the ceiling of said refrigorator when Nelphean walked in and spooked her. She rubbed at the littel goose egg. "You think after lal my years I might have bothered to pick up a frying pan. But then I never used to care what my food tasted like.

She blinked as one of the children disappeared. Her first reaction was wow, more peopel she hadn't met yet. And two, was she that scary looking? She smiled tohugh, and tried not to look like that had hurt. "Family? That's always a good thing to hear."

She took out a carton of eggs. What do you put in omlettes? No, that was much to sweet to mix with egg...hold on a sec, did she need milk, or butter, or oil or anytihng? Gees, this was so far over her head...

"No I'm not mean." Not anymore at least. "I'm just different looking." She glared at the fridge. "And hopelessly confused."

She smled down at the one behind her. They were just adorible. She had always loved children. Why? Because they were one of the few people innocent enough to approach her without disgust on their faces. "Tails are fun to play with you know. Weather or not they are attacked to you."

The curtsy made her a tad uncomfortable, being very unused to formalities. But the question dispelled that. "I tihnk the goal was an omlette. Whether or not it ends up tasting food is another question.

She looked back up and smiled. "Honoured it is then. I too, was somewhat shy when I came here." She frowned slightly. She had never been kept in a cage tohugh. She could only imagine how aweful that had been. It made her angry to think about it.