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Mos's Family consists of:
Pavement
Ranna
Kibeth
Fahrenheit
Ravvit
Parnell
Purity
Rafael

Ranna+Flick:
A hyper Balan Levain and his new familiar.

Kibeth:
A cynical cow puppet.


Fahrenheit:
A somewhat annoying bat boy.

Ravvit:
An unknown entity. A chocobo. Interesting.

Parnell:
A grudingly accepted bat boy.

Purity:
A strange Emoshanul heart boy.

Rafael:
A lil' tigerboy. Artemis's Gifts.

-Kayin
Mos met Kayin only briefly during a visit to the HQ. He is interested in that scar, but he's got to learn not to touch it.
Mos's Opinion: I don't know him. He was at the Halloween party though.
-Storm
Mos met Storm through a visit in the HQ. Storm slept over and is amazingly gifted with stopping the effects of a nightmare. o.O
Mos's Opinion: He's my best friend and he likes hugs and fun and sleepovers. He stopped my nightmare one time.
-Ingina
Gave him cookies. Given feathery bobby to her. She likes his Esperanto.
Mos's Opinion: I gave her a little toy and she gave me some cookies. I said some Esper...Esperanto? And she liked it.
-Gregor
Red hair, OH MY GOD!!! whee Mos likes it too. XD
Mos's Opinion: He's the only one who gets to pet my head. His hair is soft and nice and red. I like it.
-Dante
Mos met Dante briefly in the HQ, where he discovered the *amazing* winglets on her ankles. She doesn't like Storm, but Mos doesn't mind.
Mos's Opinion: She went crazy at the Halloween party, but she's got circus stuff and her big horse bird (Tayten) who gives flying rides!
Mary got hit in the head with her circus stuff and it made my heart hurt. Scary Therefore!
-Rachael/Rael
Had a playdate, much fun rock throwing. But screaming, notsomuch. Still, somewhat fun to be around.
Mos's Opinion: We threw rocks and she hit her mom! It was funny. Then she screamed, she doesn't like hugs.
-Bella
Met eversobriefly in the HQ. She knows patty cake, but seemed reluctant to touch Mos. Instead paid attention to Pave.
((Pave: *o* so cute!))
Mos's Opinion: She doesn't like me, I think. Mom likes her. She likes mom.

To Do List:
1. [When he grows] Everyone knows I'm smokin' in the boy's room!
2. Reincarnating first flower.
3. Speech [working on]

Grace of God go I:

Lookin' down through a tide of no return
Is a field where the crops no longer grow
Parched is the land, strangled and bedamned
There for the grace of God go I

Down beside where the riverbed sleeps
Is a man not knowin' what he should feel
Mocked by the wave that beats the waters edge
There for the grace of God
There for the grace of God
There for the grace of God go I

If I ever hurt another like thee again
I would drown myself beneath your name
Lost was the child, we all once did hide
There for the grace of God
There for the grace of God
There for the grace of God go I

Current PDs:
Rael--Under a street lamp
Dante--In the HQ
Ingina--In the HQ
Storm--Sleepover

I woke up expecting absolutely nothing. I was planning on checking a couple threads, taking a look in on the boys and Rav, and maybe go down to the Minishops and scope the toy scene. What I was not planning was screams from the kitchen in the middle of the day. Mos had come into the kitchen with Mary so that they could "help" me make lunch for the boys scattered around the house. I popped the fishsticks in the oven for Ranna, I pulled the chicken pot pie out of the microwave for Fahrenheit, I grabbed a handful of grass and dandelions out of the sink for Kibeth, and I thawed out a soft piece of garlic bread for Mos. Mary would have to wait, she could have some dandelions after the boys were finished. I left Mos in his chair to get the rest of the family and I was halfway to Fahrenheit's room when I heard a loud scream. I whipped around. Another cry cut through the air. Where were those screams coming from? More screams, they were coming from the kitchen! Mos! I shouldn't have left him alone! I rushed into the kitchen. The rest of the boys, with the exception of Ranna who was listening to Mozart in the music room, came barreling down the hallway, ending in a crashing heap at the edge of the kitchen door. Mos was sitting on the floor, a large knife in his hand. He was staring at the object in his hand and was positively red in the face from screaming.
"Mos!" I shouted. He turned and stared at me, then dropped the knife. It clattered to the floor and Mos began to scream again.
"No, Mos, it's mommy. Everything will be alright now." He stopped screaming as I picked him up and gently cradled him. He hiccuped once and turned to Mary, who was still bleating furiously. By now, the other boys had tumbled into the kitchen and were petting Mary gently. Mos looked up at me and smiled a little. 'No more knives.' I thought to myself. 'Great.'
"Boys," I said to the others. "We can't leave knives anywhere around the house anymore, got it? Mos, I assume, doesn't like them. That means if Mos is in your room, no more pocket knives on tables, no more butter knives in the dish, no more plastic knives on the pantry floor." All the boys groaned. "I mean it, boys." We certainly learned a lesson that day. Mosrael is of a knife-free persuasion.

Mos woke me at 2 am this morning because he was having nitemares. [It begins!] He was crying and screaming all night. I didn't know what to do! I held him in my arms almost all night. In the morning, the collective zombies filed into the kitchen, first Parnell, then Fahrenheit, looking angrily my way, Ranna, Kibeth on Ranna's back, then myself, holding Mos. Ravvit doesn't eat yet. I could barely keep my head up and Mos's eyes were puffy and red-rimmed. The boys were sleepy, not because of Mos, but because they were lazy and stayed up far later than was normal. Fahrenheit deliberately took a seat furthest from Parnell and I glared at him. Parnell didn't notice Fahrenheit's behavior, but everyone else did. Ranna hopped into a seat next to Parnell and rubbed against his arm. Parnell looked surprised at first, but then absentmindedly started scratching Ranna's ears. Kib looked over at me and asked "Where's breakfast, mom?" I aimed a well placed piece of cereal into his chest and replied "Get it yourself. Mosrael's been having nitemares." Kib looked offended and stood up. "Fine! I will. I think I fancy some nice chopped celery." He hopped onto the kitchen counter and pulled out our largest knife, which I had forgotten to remove before Mos came in. Naturally, Mos started screaming his head off and everyone shoved their fingers in their ears. "KIBETH!" I roared. "Dammit, stop it!" Kib put the knife away with a smug look on his face. Parnell's face had gone white. Ranna rushed under the table and hit me on the leg for swearing. I picked up the still-screaming Mos and walked him around the house, stopping in the music room so he could bang on the drums a bit. He was content, but his face was a little blotchy. I had to leave him in his room with Mary. He started to cry gently when he saw the rest of the lambs. I understood. The lambs caused Mos's nitemares. They whisper in his ear and the things they say to him, honestly, it's frightening!