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Jove stared up from his spot in Baroque's lap, until Ren turned and plucked the ghoul out of the crib. She had left a mussed up dent in his fluff, which slowly fixed itself as he got to his feet and wandered to the edge of the crib. Then he stood on his hind legs and rested his paws along the top.

He waited for Ren to scoop him up too.

And then a little pout appeared on his own face as it became clear Ren was not going to take him out. With a grumble he hopped over the edge, and bounced off the floor once in a comical manner before rolling to a stop at Ren's feet. He sat and watched for another minute, and then something caught his eye. A soft glow.

Fluffy ears perked straight up, and then the pup abruptly trotted to the door. He pawed at the edge gently at first, but the door had been closed quite firmly and it wouldn't open. Next he pushed his nose against it, and then smushed his forehead as though trying to push straight through the heavy wood. Finally, with an exasperated sigh, he scratched at it with his nubby claws, hoping Ren would let him out.

Jove made a little murmur of appreciation and trotted, matter of factly out to the wide staircase, and lifted his nose to scent the air. Then he turned right around and instead of heading towards the front hall, he wandered farther down the hallway Ren's room was on.

The little one had been determined to go visit the little family he had, Ren and Baroque, and everyone else was merely a source of conflict, but it turned out the evil twin wasn't being nearly as terrible. Jove now had more than one reason to thank her, and he was even beginning to doubt the inherent evilness he had observed during their first meeting. Maybe she was just... shy. In a weird, antisocial way.

But at seeing the mushrooms still there, glowing happily, Jove decided he needed to give Medieval a chance. So he followed his nose down the hall, and rasped his little claws on the door to where the scent of the female gryphon was the strongest.

After "knocking" like a proper little gentleman, Jove squeezed in and peered around, looking for Ren's twin.

Jove trotted right up to Medieval's chair, and tilted his head in a speculative look. It was quite bold for one his size. He could have been easily stepped on, or booted across the room if the evil twin decided, but the pup showed none of Ren's apprehension as he tilted his little face up to watch her.

Finally after a minute of watching, he sat down and his tail gave a short wag. "Thank you!" He chirped, watching intently for her response.

Jove's tail wagged again quite happily, and he gave her leg a couple soft "pets" with his paw. Sort of like how older boils had patted him on the shoulder, it was a friendly, and almost caring gesture. But then the pup's attention shifted again to the tiny gryphon in Ren's arms.

Trotting to Ren's feet, he stood on his hind legs to see Baroque, and then with another happy tail wag he trotted back out of the room, back into Ren's room, and right up to the pile of clothing still sitting next to the crib. He could change back, and at least get his pants on before Ren followed him in. He wanted to carry Baroque around like his brother was currently doing, and he certainly couldn't do that when they were of equal size!

Jove was pulling his shirt on as he darted back out of the room, bare foot and still doing up the shirt buttons, and then held up his arms to Ren. Now he wanted to hold Baroque!

Jove wiggled his fingers, ignoring Ren's little comment. For the most part he had no idea what his brother was talking about. Ambitious? He just wanted to express his gratitude, and now, hold Baroque now that he had seen how easy Ren made it look.

As the scareling was placed in his arms, Jove shifted under the unexpected weight. She was awfully heavy for such a little thing! But the pup had plenty of energy for it.

His head tilted at her confused expression, and then made a little mumbling noise when she reached out to pat his face with her tiny little palm. It was the same muttering sound as earlier, in his smaller, fluffier form, his contented noise. Jove's tail wagged and he hugged the scareling happily, finally giving her a kiss on the top of her head. Just like Ren sometimes did for him.

Jove fluffed up proudly. Of course he was a good big brother, he had a good role model. Gently hefting the scareling higher and resting her against his right hip. Then he trotted back into Ren's room, and began wandering around with the ghoul. He took her over to the window for a second, and then over to a poster on the wall of someone he didn't recognize. He lingered a bit longer, his own head tilting slightly as he tried to figure it out himself.

Finally he trotted over to the bed, sitting down and setting Baroque in the middle of it. Fluffy ears perked forward as though waiting to see what she would do.

Although Ren reached out, Jove was faster, placing one hand against the little scareling so she couldn't get too close to the edge of the bed. He loved those little noises. They were like his own verbalizations, not-words that conveyed emotion and mental state. And even though learning words would be a great achievement for the little one, Jove enjoyed the noises while they lasted.

His tail gave a slight twitch at Ren's words, a wag that was cut short by the little hands clutching it. There was no such thing as too much, especially when his own ghostly heart was swelling with happiness. He wanted to take Baroque back to school with him, so he could carry her around and show her the dorms, and the woods, and show his friends how adorable his little sister was.