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Fae watched Syren toss the new gryphon some grapes and suddenly felt excited. "SYRENREI! You have an Aerandir?!" She gasped and ran over. She examined the smooth blue feathers and horns, then the black and white markings on the mammal half. Hooves and deer like tail...she ran through her mind to remember what this animal was called. "Well, I know the one half is a peafowl, but the other...gazeal? No, that can't be it.." And let the geek to her work. << She was so busy observing the little one that she completely forgot about Sy's offer or apperance.

Pueblo's eyes widened a little and ducked as she saw her keeper's foot fly past her. Crouching to the ground, she stood back up and craned her neck around to clean some of the dirt from her feathers. It was so hard to be kept looking presentable. ;_; Standing on the tips of her toes, she eventually flew up onto the counter to get a better view of everything. But there, sitting in front of her, was a new gryphon. Blinking a little and going through words of wisdom from Fae, she walked up catiously and stared at the bird. Stretching her front legs out and tucking her head in, her ears lowered and gave the gryphon a friendly bow of greeting. Standing back up, her tail twitched. She clearly was larger than it at a closer range.

Pueblo blinked as her ears lowered, afraid she had been rejected so easily. Confused, she looked to Fae for help. She tried her best, and she did what Fae told her to do! A soft dog-ish whimper vibrated in her throat as Delta continued to look at her funny.

Fae's eyes were only ripped awayby movement coming close to the astounishing gryphon, but did a double take when she caught that whimper and look of faliure upon her griff's face. "Aww, Abby, it's okay. Delta's new and probably hasn't met any other Aerandir before. Give her a chance, I'm sure she's not turning you down on purpose." Swiveling on her feet, she stood again and looked down to Sy. Aaiee. She didn't look too well. Steping a few millimeteres back, she smiled apologetically. "Sorry, I just get excited when I see a new Aerandir. Delta's beautiful. But I can't recall..ever seeing you carry a jar around?" How did this mysterious gryphon just suddenly 'appear' spontaniously?

Fae wondered why Syren had corrected herself at Alyosha's nickname, but it was probably the cold doing her in. Grinning at the story a little, she shut her face and nodded inquisitly. It was cute the way Sy described the merging stage. "Ohh, I see," she said, walking around to pour herself a drink. "So he was thinking about you? Mm, I think Aly liikes yoou," she teased and grinned, shaking her head. She hoped Sy didn't think she was serious, Fae just liked to poke fun every once in awhile.

Pueblo's fur stood up a little, inflating her size before she shook it back all into place, her claws tapping against the slippery counter surface. Giving a stiffled yawn, she noticed the grapes Delta was eating and thought of an idea. It was time to test out her manners, and with that in mind, Pueblo plucked out a grape and held it out for the peafowl to take. See? She was nice!

Fae turned around and grinned at her suspiciously, holding back a laugh. Walking back to the group, she drank a little apple juice (since there was a lot of inside the fridge) and offered a little to Pueblo. As Sy announced she had to go, Fae frowned a little and waved. "Alright, get better soon!" Poor Syren, Fae thought. It was a wonder if she chased her away or just the fact that she wasn't feel well. Shrugging, she picked at a fruit bowl that had been graciously abondoned. Mmm, grapefruit.

Pueblo's ears rose and gave a peep in joy. Success! It seemed Fae's mannerism lessons proved correct about making friends. Perhaps she'd do it more often from now on. Stepping up to Delta as she was about to give her a friendly nuzzled, her front paws tripped forward as her new friend was scooped up and carried away. Gathering her balance, she watched her leave as her tail sank below her legs.

After Fae and Pueblo had their everlasting snack, she decided it was time to take a trip to the springs finally. She didn't know where to go, but venturing around the building again probably wasn't the best idea to pursue again. @_x

Walking into the main lobby, it was pindrop quiet. That's odd...it's usually full of people by now.. Looking around to a muffled sound coming from an unknown location, she checked down beside her to stare at Pueblo staring back up at her. Blinking, she didn't feel comfortable to the thought about to undress in an eerily quiet place. "H-hello?" She nerviously called out, her voice gentle and bounced around the barren walls.

((I'm going to assume Fae's left... just so I don't confuse myself Oo))

Kiro quickly realised that, before he could start looking at the fluff properly, a quick trip to the hard-to-find cupboard (looking for five minutes made it officially 'hard-to-find') was in order, to collect some things he might need. After collecting a few things, and being sure to lock the door again behind him. He also made a point of collecting a glass of water. Water would be important if he was going to clean it up.

Then, with his materials in hand, Kiro closed his door again. He didn't want to get a fright from anyone walking in while he was doing this. He was timid enough as it was and - despite Alyosha's reassurances - Kiro doubted how tough this fur could possibly be.

He picked it up gently, rubbing at it a little with his thumb. Small particles of dirt came off at his touch. He frowned at that, then dipping his thumb into the glass of water and repeating the process, wiping dirt slowly off the fur. As he wiped it clean, the boy narrowed his gaze slightly, leaning down to look more closely. He could... or could he...? Yes, he was pretty sure he could see his finger through the fur. Not clearly, but there was almost certainly a shift in colour as he did so. That would make it... not grey... Frowning a little at the discovery, Kiro made a note before continuing.

There also seemed to be two sets of fur. The one Kiro assumed as the top one seemed a little more... slick... than the other. The furrier layer was damp now, through the application of water, but Kiro got the impression he topmost layer would have kept it dry. Perhaps, although it wasn't now, the topmost layer had been protected? By oil perhaps? He frowned in thought, he was certain he'd read something somewhere about that. He made another note and continued.

Eventually, the fur was suitably cleaned up. By now, throughly confused about what colour it should be, Kiro just felt satisfied with how it looked right now. Clean. And that was a start.

With a sigh, he glanced at his notes, wondering if he could make anymore. They seemed a little vague... He chewed the end of his pencil for a moment before adding some guesses at what the animal might be like. What colour would it be in any event? Well... He leaned back for a few seconds, pondering this, before it struck him. Maybe it would reflect light? Lots of reflected, visible, light would make this animal...

"...white..." he murmured to himself as he wrote it down. It could be wrong... but as long as he bore in mind the fact it could be wrong, there wouldn't be that much of a problem.

Carefully putting down the fur, Kiro took the book up again, this time flicking straight through the pages to the mammals section - looking for something specific.

Orian walked into the main room of the Centre, wearing a pair of dark blue silk pants, with a matching shirt, no shoes on, looking like he had just woke up. He wave absentmindedly to Sy as he headed to the kitchen for something to eat.

^^;;; "Sy, just Sy, please." She corrected gently, motioning for the other woman to sit with her. Indeed, she was feeling much better, and this had put her in better spirits... plus her sister, excited at the thought of having a niece, had told her there was a surprise for her in the shipment. Sydney always "called" Sy around her birthday. With the unpredictable nature of the sisters, this surprised currently occupied Sy's mind other than a rather attractive kitsune she was sharing quarters with.

Delta blinked and looked at Pueblo, not really understanding this weird method of saying hello. Actually, the only thing that she could imagine anyone making up an elaborate sign for would be food, so she moved her head over so that Pueblo could share her bowl of sunflower seeds. I mean, who WOULDN'T want some of these tasty morsels?