[open] Grace is just weakness or so I've been told

[letoldthingsdie]

WHO: Kylo Ren and YOU
WHAT: Day to day stuff, reading in the library, trying to figure out how to raise his new Mabari, etc.
WHEN: Throughout Bloomingtide
WHERE: Gallows Library, training courtyard, around Kirkwall...?
NOTES: Nothing of note but I will update if that changes, including a prompt once we start doing Tourney things

Who doesn't want a Mabari?

[The cool air and the rain that had come about with it wasn't entirely unpleasant, but still Kylo was growing tired of constantly training when he risked getting soaked through at any minute by rain. Today he finds himself wandering by the kennel master's stables. The sound of excited, barking, puppies filled his ears as he stops to approach. He recognized them as being the same as Padawan, though smaller with stubby legs and scrunched eyes.

One of them in particular had already grown attached to him and the snacks he had in one fist, barking shrilly for more any time he tried to deny it. When he tried moving on, the pup had decided to follow him before he could get away, it's little legs bounding after him and black fur sticking up as he tripped and fell on his face more than a few times.]

Go back.

[The pup didn't move, head tilting in confusion at the command. Instead he moved closer, sniffing Kylo's boots and running his feet up his leg while crying to be picked up. Take me with you, it seemed the creature wanted to say, as if he could talk. The pup wasn't taking no for an answer even as he stopped every so often to shoo him back to the kennel master. He looks around, as if asking someone else to take the little dog away.]

Burning the midnight oil

[Later in the day, as the rain continued to beat against the windows, Kylo can be found in the library, A book on the table before him and a squirming Mabari in his lap, a little snout peeking up from beneath the table every so often to look for treats. Kylo absently scratched the top of his head while turning patches every so often.]

'Of all the dog breeds that the Fereldans have produced, none are so highly regarded or so widely famed as the Mabari. Justly renowned, the Mabari are intelligent war hounds fully capable of understanding speech and interpreting complex commands.' Hmm.

[He looks down at the dog in his lap, staring up at him out of curiosity.]

Closed to Rey

[The two of them were spending a moment together in meditation, eyes closed and legs crossed, as he tries to focus on the Force moving in and out of the residents of the Gallows. Caedus - as his new Mabari companion was now called - was having trouble getting the memo, shoving his nose under Kylo's arm in an attempt to get attention and moving on to Rey to whine at her when that didn't work.]

Knew I should have asked the kennel master to take him back.

[He mumbles, answered by a disgruntled bark from the pup who shoved himself against Rey more firmly. Sadly, Kylo was stuck with him. As much as he knew that and as impatient as the dog's need for attention made him, he still found him strangely comforting.]

Wildcard
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Comments

[letoldthingsdie]

[He makes an exasperated noise.]

Why do you care?

[Well, besides the fact that this dog was clearly attached to him and that might interest Poe a bit.]

He's not a droid. He's a living, breathing, animal.

[And of course while this entire exchange goes on, the pup looks between the two of them, barking almost approvingly when Kylo refers to him as an animal.]

I don't- He's smaller than Rey's.

[As if that explained why he shouldn't have him. He was still a fledgling compared to Padawan. It was better than admitting he had no idea what he'd even do with a war hound.]

[gotyourselfapilot]

[ Poe glances over at him while making a small gestures with his hands. ]

You don't have to tell me. I'll ask someone else whose more willing to tell me things. I was simply inquiring in the truth of what you spoke. To me it sounds as if he's yours now.

[ There's a small shake of his a bit while watching the dog staying close to Kylo. ]

Droids have a lot of personality. They may not be a complete living animal but they have feelings. He has feelings.

[ He makes a small gesture out towards the pup. Poe is stating things that he's seen or even maybe believes. ]

Rey's could be older. What does hers have anything to do with yours?

[ Why bring Rey into it at all? He lifts an eyebrow at that while keeping that question in the back of his mind. ]

[letoldthingsdie]

I don't understand why he's mine.

[Why did this dog choose him? What did this poor dog do to deserve this man for an owner?]

Droids are programmed with these supposed 'personalities'.

[He really doesn't see droids as people, sorry Poe.]

And Padawan is stronger, faster, and better trained. That's what I meant by it.

[He also has no kriffing idea how to take care of a small animal, but look at him he hasn't killed it yet. Carefully, he brings the pup into his arms, reaching out for the squirming animal to lay it against his chest.]

[gotyourselfapilot]

[ Poe opens his mouth and then closes it. How was he going to truthfully answer that? All he heard was that once it chooses him, there's a bond. ]

We can't know for sure on that answer. All I can tell you is what you told me. Why do you think it chose you?

[ Perhaps he could try to learn a little about Kylo Ren. ]

Yes, but sometimes I question it. [ He doesn't see them as people, but he knows that there could be something more maybe. Considering he knows what happens when someone's astromech keeps getting destroyed for one reason or another. None of them pair up with that pilot at least not right away. ]

Are you saying that you won't be a better trainer?

[ Poe knows how to take care of certain things. Animals? May or may not be one of them. If anything he would talk to the animal as if it were a human at first. Treating it as if he would treat any other droid or living being. Even Kylo Ren seemed more human with a squirming pup held within his arms. ]