The Gig, Sunday

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Firekeeper and Blind Seer had been expecting a relatively quiet day at the Gig with the horses. They had not been expecting to walk into the stables to find the horses whinnying nervously at a shrieking... something, in the middle of the floor.

It took a few moments for Firekeeper to realize it resembled the toy she'd encountered in the common room last night. Once she figured that out, she swiftly took it outside and drop-kicked it across the pasture.

That taken care of, the Gig was open.

[OOC: I... don't know. But I blame boho_to_be.]

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That sudden sound, infrequent and thus unfamiliar though it might be, would be Firekeeper's phone ringing. Or possibly buzzing. One way or another, the screen would -- utterly unhelpfully -- say FRANCINE'S CELL on it.

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It was familiar enough that Firekeeper knew what button to press when the ringing sounded, anyway. Of course, that lack of caller ID meant Francine was greeted with a curious "Hello?"

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"Hi!" She'd be realizing she might want to add something to that aaaany second now.

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"Francine?" it sounded like her, Firekeeper thought, but there was just enough distortion through the phone's small speaker to make her hesitate.

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"Ooops, sorry. Yeah, it's me." Note to self, Francine thought: fix Firekeeper's phone so it shows pictures on the caller ID. "We're in Vancouver now. I thought it was about time to call and check up on all the wolves and puppies and owls and horses I know."

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"Vancouver," Firekeeper frowned, trying to place where she heard that name before. "From Tony's show?" she guessed. "And all is doing well! Though Owain is a little cross because he try and try and has yet to land a bite on me," she said smugly.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Right, that one. I mean, the same one. It's Tony's home. His friend Amy who works on the show came to meet us at the portal." Francine shifted about and flopped back on her hostel bed, which wasn't exactly as big as the girl-made double in the dorms at FH, but still about as comfortable as the ones in the cabins. "I should've left my stuffed owl with Owain, I guess - he seemed to like cuddling with it. But..." But so did she. Hush.

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"He have to learn he cannot always have his own way," Firekeeper shrugged, even though Francine couldn't see the motion. "Is good for him."

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"Maybe he'll start biting mice like he's supposed to," Francine said, chuckling despite the somewhat dreary mood of the rainy day in Vancouver.

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"I should take him hunting," Firekeeper decided. "Mice is not enough to fill wolf bellies, but we can find bigger game."

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"And Bryn?" Francine was, if only for the moment, in a decent enough place to smile when she added, "Nobody there to complain about her learning wolf habits right now."

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"Am still not sure what is so bad of wolf habits," Firekeeper scoffed. "And we know some of training dogs for hunting, too!"

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"Maybe she'll be this amazing hunter when they come back to get her," Francine fantasized. A lot, since this was Bryn-lets butterflies land on her nose-mor they were talking about.