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 Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 2:02 am
Uriel of course was wary at first, but after awhile she was giggling and reaching for it even. Shaken her head at the feel of it, willing to paw or bat at it with her hands and tail. She loved the warm feel, and the wind in her face just made it perfect.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 2:10 am
Yara laughed at her and smiled as she finished drying her. She picked the girl up and put her on the bed wrapped in a towel still since she didn't have clothes on. She changed into something dry since she had bathed in most of her clothes. she had on some nice warm jammy pants and a tank top. she made sure that her hair was brushed and then sat to brush out Uriels hair and tail. After she was done there was a knock at her door and she got up asking the girl to sit. she collected the clothes, some jammies, a few dresses, Some pants and shirts and underwear for the child. She paid her friend and then went back to Uriel. "want to try them on or just go straight to jammies so we can eat dinner and sleep?" she asked with a smile.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 2:31 am
Uriel would curl up cutely on the bed, but whimper if Yara even ever started to leave her side. When Yara went to answer the door, Uriel would have dashed under the bed to hide. Going back to her sobs of fear, finding a nice little safety spot. After all she was left alone again in away right? And there was a new stranger. IF Yara gentle called for her though she would come out only to cling tightly to the woman again. "Yaryar." She said softly nuzzling her head against the woman. She didn't understand all of what the woman was saying, she after all was still young. She just knew she didn't want to be alone.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 2:33 am
Yara smiled at her and held up one of the dresses after coaxing the girl out form under the bed. "Dress?" She asked before holding up some comfy looking jammies. "Or jammies?" she asked with a smile as she looked at the little girl. "And then we'll have dinner. Want some fruit and some meat?" she asked not sure what the girl might like to eat.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 2:37 am
Uriel would merely glance back and forth between the two outfits not fully understanding. She paused looking to what Yara had on, pointing to that. If she was going to wear something she wanted to dress like her savor. She smiled brightly. "ik yaryar ik yaryar" She giggled tilting her head when she was asked for fruit or/and meat not understanding. "nomnom?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 9:27 am
Yara smiled at her when she picked the jammies, that would be easier to get her to sleep later. She smiled and nodded as she helped her dress. "Mmm yes Fruit and meat is like nomnoms. Food is what its called. I'll find some stuff for you to nom on after your dressed." she said as she finished up dressing her and then tied up her hair in a ponytail so she wouldn't get any food in it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 9:44 am
Uriel of course wiggled some when the clothes was being put on. Running around Yara as she messed with the food. Playing with whatever she could get her hands on, but always staying within hand's reach. "Nomnomnom" She giggled when she could smell the food.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 9:06 pm
Yara looked at her and smiled. She made sure she didn't get into anything harmful in the kitchen and then smiled when some fruit and meat and a piece of toast were ready. "come sit at the table." she said helping her get into a chair. She set a plate with bite sized bits of food on it down, got them both glasses of milk, and sat with her own plate of food and watch. Uriel's glass was small with only a little milk in it so there wouldn't be a big mess should she spill.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 9:20 pm
Uriel of course had to be shown the way to the table and sat down. She glanced over the food sniffing it all slowly. "nomnomnom" She kept saying as she poked and played with the pieces. When it came to the milk she seemed to adore it the most, probably spilling it while she drunk, but drinking it all happily with a purr. The food she would put in her mouth using her fingers, moving it about as she ate. Fingers probably getting drool all over them but at least she wasn't rushing to eat it like she did earlier.
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