Closed | I got this little kitty about two months back

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WHO: Nathaniel and Anders
WHAT: New cat
WHEN: Present
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: Pure fluff

When Anders comes home, it's to a few plaintive meows. Not Purrelden's. No, Purrelden is sulking by the window as if nothing has changed. Rather, Nathaniel is in the room with a bundle of towels in his arms. When the door opens, he turns around, looking apologetic.

"He had a lot of fleas," he starts with right off the bat, "and he was very dirty and needed a brush and he wouldn't stop eating..."

At the top of that bundle of towels is a small orange head, a kitten looking merely curious and not at all oppressed.

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The meows are so small and he's a little confused as he comes in to the room... until he sees the little shape in the bundle. The tiny, adorable, fuzzy shape. Purrelden sulking makes complete sense and Anders feels some sympathy for her before he's coming over to coo at the little kitten.

"Hello," he says quietly, sending a tendril of Creation into the little form. The kitten is malnourished, but not ill, and Anders smiles. "I imagine he wouldn't." There's a pause before he looks up at Nate, hoping a little that he already knows what the answer is. "Are we going to need another box for sand? As cats don't appreciate sharing?"

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The orange boy is very fluffy indeed, or will be once he dries off. Nathaniel boops his nose with a fingertip. Lady, meanwhile, is waiting impatiently to meet her new friend. But, being well-trained, she is waiting nonetheless.

"I hope so," Nathaniel says softly, reluctantly offering to pass the bundle to Anders. The orange fluffball is warming up in the towels, fur spiking out everywhere. "I said I want our family bursting at the seams. I hope you like him. He came up to me and wouldn't leave, so I decided it's meant to be."

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He raises the bundle high enough so he can touch his nose to the kitten's. There's another plaintive meow and Anders grins.

"He's adorable. I love him. We'll have to be careful with him and Purrelden, she may pick on him at first. But I'm sure in time she'll love him too." Gently he rubs the kitten, drying him the rest of the way.

"Do you have a name idea? We've got the Hero of Purrelden, Lady... We may have to make sure there's some nobility to it just so he can keep up."

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"You have the creative names," Nathaniel says, beaming at how Anders bonds so quickly with the new kitten. "I considered the Arl of Amewranthine. Maybe the Whiskerlands. King Mewric. King Clawrenhad. I don't know, you're the real punnist."

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"Those are good," he says warmly. They're particularly good for Nate. Anders glances over at his husband, wondering about the Arl of Amewranthine suggestion. It's nice to know that mention of the position doesn't hurt Nate, and the place and position does have significance to them.

"Arl of Amewranthine it is. Purrelden and Amewranthine for short." The kitten squeaks and he laughs quietly, tucking him securely against his neck so the kitten can feel safer. Then he's stepping close to Nate and snuggling up a little.

"We've a good family here," he says quietly.

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He considers the name, because something doesn't quite feel right. Amewranthine is an awfully big name for a tiny kitty. He begins to rub between the kitten's ears, then suddenly, he lights up.

"No. I have it." Nate beams at Anders. "My great-grandfather who was a Warden was named Padric Howe. So Anders, meet little Pawdric Howe."

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He beams back, but the name's missing something.

"Ser Pawdric Howe? We can't let him be absolutely outranked by everyone in here. He's already the smallest." Lady whines, and Anders glances down. "...For now."

Gently he hands the kitten back before going over to scoop up his grumpy cat, rubbing her under the chin. "Don't worry. You're not being replaced."

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"Ser Pawdric it is, then." Nathaniel takes back the little kitten. Lady paws at his leg, eager to meet the New Friend. Nathaniel sits on the floor and lets the kitten and the dog sniff each other. Lady then proceeds to lick the wet kitten's face with gusto. "Welcome to the family, Pawdric. You've been blessed by the Great Widdle Puppy."

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"Oh no..." It's not a bad thing, by any means, but Pawdric looks so confused. "Poor little guy, he's going to need another bath so he doesn't smell of dog slobber."

His voice is gentle and teasing, though, so that Lady doesn't take it the wrong way.

"We do need to be careful that he doesn't get overwhelmed, too. He needs to know he's loved and not just tiny and alone." Anders pats the bed with his free hand as he takes a seat. "Bring them up?"