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Ki smiled down at the child and knelt in the dust, so that she was more on Vanna's level. "Van is my son. he's a fortunette." She unwrapped the front of the bundle, and clucked at the meeped complaints comming from the small mole. "His full name is Van D'ien, and he's still in the animal stage, though he's the same age as Ro really.... Do you know Ro?" She Thought about the apparent age difference between the squirrel girl and her son and sighed.

she smiled again. Children had such wonderful acceptance....

"Yes, Fluffy tailed child." Van moved momentarily under Vanna's pat and then tried to burrow back into the blankets but Ki held him fast. "He's really shy and scared of most things... I hope he'll grow a little sometime soon and then he can play with the other fortunettes." ... She started to stand.

"Were we going somewhere?"

Ki smiled and deposited Van in her pocket with a chuckle. Then she walked calmly behind the small child as she trundled off towards a place she felt safe. It was a nice thing to watch, and she pulled her pocket open to peek at her son... "And where do you feel safe huh?"

And before she knew it she was stopped without a trace of Vanna anywhere... Then this wagon must be the one she was meant to come to... "Hello?"

Ki smiled and sat down, acidentaly sitting on Van Dien with her rather large bottom. He squeaked and she leaned forward, moving the pocket that he was concealed in with a sigh. Goofy mole.

"It smells lovely, really." She looked at the wagon. It was one that she had admired from her spot in the procedings, and it was nice to see it up close.

"I can't cook." Matter of factly. "I've always admired people who can."

Ki laughed. "Who has?" And she reached for a peice of the food without worry of seeming rude. Her pocket squirmed momentarily at the smell of the pancakes, but Ki resolved in her mind that if Van Dien wanted food then Van dien would have to brave the company of others... so there.

"I was actually wondering when we might next find ourselves in a market area. I could use a few more nibs for my pen, and a few threads to mend the blankets that my little Van put holes in." She smiled at the other woman knowingly. She ahd a feeling that Lorelei would understand the hazzards of small creatures with claws and young minds.

Ki raised an eyebrow at the statement. "Truth be told, your reluctance to go there makes me all the more eager to see it for myself... if only to say that I agree with you." She grinned. She was just that kind of person... the one that argued for agruement sake. "I'm glad that there's other people in the caravan that know more about the area than I do. I'm rather a new gypsy." She waved a hand in a small circle as if that helped to explain. "I kind of married into this life and then *pfft* My partner died in a wagon accident." She shook her head... "it was a long time ago though, but now I'm gypsy without a guide to tell me how to be a gypsy."

"Well" Ki looked down at Vanna munching happily on pancake slices. "You seem to be doing a fine job in most cases." He thoughts fluttered back to the little mole in her pocket for a moment before she smiled over at Lorelei. "And you seem to be a pretty good cook. I'll have to spy on you and imitate your cooking styles until I no longer burn the water." And with that she laughed.

Ki thought about that for a moment... And why not? "Sure." She reached into her pocket and brought out a squealing mole. "Oiy." she phrase was directed at the squealing and it worked, for the noise dropped down to a dull whine and then fadded out completely. She set Van Dien down on her knees and picked apart a small peice of pancake for him. "You hungry kiddo?"

van Dien moused about trying to dig a hole in her skirt, but soon settled and sat still. It was a few moments before he started stuffing his little face full of pancake.