listen to me + hear my thoughts

Ash could hardly believe her ears when the chicken-- who she had just about figured out was named "Ra'hen"-- decided that the pair of them deserved pets of their own. It seemed absolutely ridiculous, but she thought it might be nice to have a rat that would play with her whenever she wanted it. The only problem was if her father would let her keep one. For some reason, she had a little image in her head of her dragging a rat home only to have Aza'zel screech and shoo it away with a blast of wind.

Her ears pricked up anyway, and she gave an imploring look to the strange, upright noodle. She had given up on the whole talking thing, and simply scootched a bit closer, trying to get a good sniff of Daisy. She looked over the saddlebags full of dirt that Tennessee had mentioned, wondering why anyone would ever want to move dirt around. Her tail swished and she glanced between the owner and the pet a few times, waiting for his answer.

Though, she thought, if Tennessee didn't want to give them pets, it would still be kind of mean to eat Daisy. Hen seemed just as pushy and indignant as her sister; a kind of commonly royal-train of thought. Her whiskers twitched, considering that she might have to tussle with the fluffy bird to get her to settle down if things went feathers-up.

tag;; @Tennessee @Hen

Tennessee

Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play

The lemur smiled at the young gem as she tried to edge closer to him and his companion. "Go ahead, you can give 'er a pat. She won't bite ya, lil' bit!" The tiny winged noodle she wouldn't bite but maybe the loud bird she would... Daisy wasn't too partial to threatening gestures but with the calmer smaller creature she should be alright.

Now when the strange bird spoke up again the lemur couldn't help but smile at her. Gee, wasn't she enthusiastic? "Well, I can't just give ya one. All I 'ave is Daisy! But there are plenny 'a cave rats an' other critters runnin' around. All ya gotta do is make friends with'em. They like lotsa food. That's another thin', ya gotta make sure to keep yer pet fed an' watered or else it'll probably jus' run away. They're a bit responsibility." He heard her threat about eating his companion but he wasn't unduly worried. If she got a little too feisty Tenn could always try to wrestle her down and Daisy was pretty good at evading trouble when things got rough... Not that the little critter couldn't handle herself because she certainly could. But just in case... "I don't think ya wanna eat Daidy though. She hardly bathes herself an' I'm sure she don't taste nice." As if she could understand her owner the rat give a little grumble and bared her fangs.

Now he looked back at the winged noodle and smiled, she seemed much more calm than the chicken and if anyone could use a pet --without worrying it to death-- it would be her.

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