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[chromosomes]

[ John is in a stranger position than he's usually in when he makes broadcasts. Sprawled out on his stomach on the floor, locket in front of his face, he looks- not relaxed, but at the very least less active than he usually is. On his back rests the head and front paws of his female saber-fanged cave lion, her toes flexing every once in a while as if she's kneading his back.

There's a loud sigh. ]

God damn, but this place makes me feel old sometimes. I'm in my thirties and here we all get triple the lifespan -- I'm way too young for this. Don't know how you elves and other long-lived people do it.

[ Granted, with his enhancements, John may very well be long-lived even without the lifespan boost of the Drabwurld... but that's not the point. ]

Of course, this could be part of what happens when you join the military at seventeen and see several lifetimes of war stretch out in front of you. Not that I assume the life expectancy for most shardbearers is that high...

[ And he's being morbid. He grimaces- and then swears again. ]

Buttercup, watch your claws!

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[digophelia]

[ Alice pulls her head up the ceiling and squints, trying to remember. ]

Dinah? Oh, no, no- Dina was an old mother. Snowdrop was clumsy, but perhaps Kitty, then. Kitty was mischievous enough.

[chromosomes]

You've had a couple of cats, then?

[digophelia]

When I was a little girl, yes. Dinah was our oldest cat -- the mama. And Snowdrop and Kitty were her children.

[chromosomes]

And Buttercup just looks and acts like a bigger version, huh?

[ John tilts his head to look at the cave lion. She yawns in his face. ]

... Well, at least that means there are people around with experience.

[digophelia]

More or less, then that would mean she would like yarn or boxes in the same way as a house cat would.

[ Where would you find a box for that size of a cat, anyway? ]

[chromosomes]

[ Probably not cardboard ones, at least... ]

I might have to go for rope over yarn.

[digophelia]

That would be hard to dangle in front of her.

[chromosomes]

I could tie it on something, maybe. Or just... tug it around.