Neliar pauses at the doorway looking to see if he knows anyone here....

Seilyn giggles softly as she wipes a table clean. "That's because I've finished all classes I'm allowed to go to," she replies to Shanel, "So now I'm busy with Harper classes again and working here." She turns on her small heel towards another table and deftly swoops her hand over the surface, cloth in hand, nudging a sleeping customer so she can finish up. Grey-stone eyes lift to Neliar and the StarCraft Fosterling smiles. "Would either of you like anything?"

Shanel glances up, started as she hears Neliar's voice from the doorway. A guilty look crosses her face, quickly covered by taking a bit of her bread. "Juice, thank you." Hoping desperately that her blush isn't too visible she swallows hard. "Hello Neliar. So you still like your hair like that Seilyn?"

Neliar smiles at Seilyn, "can I have a juice." his face is still rather red after seeing Shanel. He tries to cover it, "it's warm out there." is muttered not very convincingly. He walks over to her table feeling slightly awkward but hoping the other night has not spoiled things. "Hair?" hmm.

Mayala walks ever so softly in from the Gar Hold Entry Hall.

Mayala
Her long brown hair hangs down her back, past her shoulders, in a long thing braid. However, a few small strands escape from the braid and curl around her face, and blonde streaks can be spotted in the right kind of light. Her icy blue eyes reflect the smile on her face, and make her seem friendly, but very strong in her will and thoughts. A small, straight nose sit centered on her face, and is speckled with freckles. Her tall, lean, athletic body is slighty tanned, although for what reason cannot be discerned. From what can be seen, she has no scars or recent cuts.
She is wearing a short, new light brown wherhide skirt that goes to mid thigh. A brown top that covers to just above the belly button and cuts low across the chest, revealing a little cleavage, is also being worn. She has on dark brown wherhide boots that go to just above the ankles. Perched on Mayala's left shoulder is Velorek. Perched on Mayala's right shoulder is Zhaan.
Mayala wears the knot of a StarCraft Senior Apprentice.

Seilyn rolls her eyes with a chuckle and happily preens as her hair becomes part of conversation-- yet again. "I like it like this, yep," she proudly assures, "But I gotta' re-dye it in a few months, Eta says. Maybe I'll go with different colors but I'm not sure." Two juices are poured behind the counter before the young girl walks with proud gait out to deliver the juice. "Here you two are." Seilyn stares at Neliar. "Where have /you/ come from? It's not even /light/ out the last time I checked. Do you have a fever?" Worrywart Mother-type Seily. Yup.

Mayala enters the Harper with a tired look on her face. She didn't get any sleep due to the fact that her canine kept whining. She's gonna have to take it to a herder or something and find out what's wrong. Mala sighs and gives a weak wave to the other three as she plops down at a table and lays her head down.

Shanel giggles at Seily's mothering. She knew about the songs and the like but this is the first she's seen this out the girl. Shanel takes a seat at the bar and sips her juice, grateful Seilyn didn't ask any of the occurred questions she's so famous for. Concern flashes in her eyes as Mayala plops down, "What's wrong Maya?"

Neliar smiles at Seilyn as he takes the juice from her, gulping a mouthful down. "it must just be me then." he says with a grin or someone else close by! Mayala gets a grin as she walks in, getting quite crowed in here isn't it. "Yeh Mayala want's up?" voice full of concern.

Seilyn disappears behind the counter again and comes out once again with a glass of juice in her hand and a huge smile on her face. "Here, May'la, have some juice," says the motherly Seily behind her choppy blue hair.

Mayala looks up and sighs. "Well, Jenavia's sick or something. She kept me up all night whining and pining and I don't know why," she says, taking the juice from Seily and giving a nod of thanks as she downs some of it. Mala then looks at Neliar, "Have you had any of those kinda problems with Adoran?" Another sigh and another drink of juice as she waits for an answer.

Shanel tilts her head to one side thinking. Her brothers had dogs and.......you can almost the lightbulb going off the why Nel's eyes widen and light up with an idea, "How long since she's been in heat? Been near male dogs lately?"

Neliar shakes his head, "No, I hope it's nothing contagious." one sick dog is bad enough with out another one going down with it. Another sip of juice is taken and another glance at Shanel snatched. He glances at Shanel again when she mentions dogs in heat. "If that's the case I'd better get Adoran away from her, unless you want to end up with lots of puppies." that would be kinda sweet but a lot of hard work.

Seilyn gives her large grey eyes a few blinks and props her elbows on the table, cradling her chin in the palm of her hands. "Jandro never got sick," she mutters quietly, her brow furrowing. Dull eyes flicker to Shanel. "What's 'in heat' mean?" Uh oh. Seilyn and questions aren't a good thing. Nope. Oo! Puppies?! "I want puppies! Daddy'll let me have puppies! Can I have puppies? Please? Jandro can be a daddy! Could he? I want puppies!" Bouncey! Bouncey!... you just /had/ to say that.

Mayala just...stares. Navia can't be in heat can she? She's only...hmm....3 turns and something. Maybe she is? She shrugs and says, "Well, I've only had her for a little while so she could be." Mala takes a few more sips of her drink before looking at Neliar again, "Yeah, you might want to just in case, but how can you tell if a dog's in heat? I mean, besides the whining and pining and stuff?" She giggles at Seily and adds, "When Jenavia's a little older I'll let her have puppies and then you can have whatever one you want." She smiles. Yeah. Mala's ok with her dog now. She just hopes that's all it is.



Shanel winces. A bouncey Seilyn full of questions is not an easy thing to live with. "It means they can have puppies." Turning to Mayala, "I think they bleed or something, at least my brothers did. You should probably take her to a herder to be sure, though." Shrug. She glances sidewise at Neliar, taking another sip of juice.

Neliar smiles, now where can I take Adoran he wonders....he's sure someone will look after him for a few days. "Yeah as soon as we get back I'll arrange someone to look after him." Mayala can always use him as a stud later on if she wants. He smiles at Shanel wondering what she's thinking. "it would be nice to have a puppy again." Adoran grew up as quickly.

Seilyn squeals at the top of her lungs and begins hopping up and down more quickly. "I get a puppy!" Squeal! Squeal! She clutches her hands under her chin as she bounces, blue hair streaked a multitude of colors flying about her head. Abruptly, the girl stops, her face red from bouncing and squealing. "/I/ can look after your puppy if you need someone," she offers with a shrug, "That way it's all arranged for ya'!" Grin.

Mayala grins at Seily and then looks at Shanel in a state of shock, "Bleeding? Um...I really don't know. I was half awake when she was upset. I'll have to check when I get back. If she is bleeding then what am I supposed to do about it before I take her to a herder?" Sigh. Who knew dogs could be this much work. She finishes off her juice and adds, "And I think after another turn I'll let Jena have puppies. She's still a puppy I think even though she's in heat." Another sigh.

Kiyna strides in from the Gar Hold Entry Hall.

Kiyna
Before you stands a young woman who's almost done as her growing. She used to be tall honest.. At least compared to the others her age, but now they've all passed her height of 5'1 considerably. Widespaced sea green eyes are set into a slim freckled face that is devoid of all the reminance of baby fat. A long mane of curly dark red hair hangs well past her waist. Upon closer inspection it is plain that some strips of her hair have been dyed bright sky blue all around her head. Wisps are always dangling in her eyes and generally kept unrully by it's lack of tameness. Her body is whipcord thin but the muscles can be seen beneath the moderately tanned skin. The tinge of red sunburn and just a hint of windburn is a constant accesory to her face and arms a blatent announcement of her time outdoors.
Sleevless and cool is this white cotton shirt. It slips easily over her head having no buttons or fasteners. Dark brown trousers are wore to mid calf letting her find free and easy movement within them. Her small feet are covered in a tiny pair of shoes that have the non-skid type bottoms. All this so she need not worry of her footing while on board the ship. A small pendant hangs from a weyrhide cord around her neck. Upon closer inpection it is revealed to be a small engraved piece of metal. Old Worn Sack hangs heavily from Kiyna's shoulder. Perched on Kiyna's shoulder is Risa. Perched on Kiyna's head is Umi.
Kiyna proudly wears the knot of a Sr. StarCraft apprentice the double cord of one red and one silver, looped once with a small red tail and tassel, intertwining with the knot of the Starcraft is one of blue and white double corded with a single loop but with a long tail signifying her as Second Mate aboard the Celestial Seafarer. Thus the colors of the ship are intwined nicely into the whole knot.

Shanel winces and clasps her hands over her ears to protect them the high pitched shrieking of a 10 turn old girl. Shrugging Shanel sighs with relief when the shrieking stops. "Um, keep her outside? I don't know, sorry." Puppies could be fun, though right now she only wants to keep herself from blushes.

Neliar grins at Seilyn, does he trust her with his precious dog? Hmm, he's not too sure. "You promise you'll take good care of him?" he asks. He smiles reassuringly at Mayala "I'm sure she'll be fine, don't worry about her." It sounds likes this is a perfectly normal thing for dogs to go through. A smile is given to the latest arrival.

Seilyn mockingly glares at Neliar. "I have a puppy and four firelizards-- I think I can handle another puppy," she dryly notes. Of course.. her canine Jandro doesn't really.. follow her everywhere. He's too busy running around the Hold and Hall causing trouble. Ayup. "I'll be good, promise. So will Panha, won't you?" Stone cold eyes shoot to the large brown with his wings extended like a large hat, bapping any uncareful person. The brown just stares back at Seilyn. Go back to your job, brat. Panha wants to be fatter.

Kiyna slides into the Harper green eyes alight already and at such an early hour too. Her own two canines are trotting sedately at her heels though I wouldn't try and pet them if I where you. Her trio of 'lizzen wing in above her head warbling and trilling in greeting

Mayala nods and sighs again. "Okay, I'll just put her outside and put a leash on her and stuff," she says before yawning, "Then I'll schedule a trip to the Herders at some point." She gives a tired smile and a wave to Kiyna as she enters.

Shanel hops off the bar stool and gets some more bread from the platter. "Anyone want anything while I'm over here?" A wave is directed at Kiyna as Shanel gnaws on some sweetbread.

Kiyna shakes her head "I'm alright!" is called out as she finds herself a seat and commands her canines down. They both obey with grins only a canine is capable of. "Seems to be rather busy in here for so early. Everyone pull an all nighter or something?"

Neliar grins and waves his hands at Seilyn as if to ward her off. "ok, you can look after him." Smiles, "I usually pull an all nighter, I don't seem to be able to sleep at night."

Mayala nods to Shanel and says, "Yeah, um, get me anything really please?" She looks back at Kiyna and says, "I was up all night 'cause of my canine. I think she's in heat." She sighs and lays her head down to maybe get some sleep here...

Kiyna arches a brow at Mayala and then glances down at her male canine who for the moment is listening "In heat you say? I'd better leash Cade then. He's usually good about listening but temptation might be a little too much"

Shanel nods and grabs a plate, she places some fruit and a few pieces of bread on it. Walking back over the others she puts the plate on the bar and takes a seat on top of a table in front of it. There's a much better view from there. Shanel waves a hand to indicate her dv and book at the end of the bar, "Stargazing."

Neliar smiles over at Shanel he could do with some more star gazing practice. He takes another sip from his half full glass before setting it back down. "Hm that red fruit looks nice, mind if I take some." he asks Shanel, his eyes lingering.

Mayala grins at Neliar then at Shanel before nodding to Kiyna, "I'll try and leash her up too. I don't know how long she'll be in heat cause I really didn't think to ask the Herders about that when I got her." She giggles and gets up to get a piece of bread, returning silently to her seat to munch on it while she waits for her mind to wake up a bit more.

Kiyna nods reaching into her sack to retrieve a leash. Calling Cade to her she snaps it on and lets him return to resting at her feet "Usually a sevenday or so I think but then I cant remember. Shiina should be coming into heat soon but this will be the first time since I've had her."

Shanel shakes her head, steadfastly staring at her bread, the plate, anywhere but at him. She takes another bit of her bread and sip of juice. "So why are you up, Kiyna?" Shanel uncrosses her leg and swings them lightly beneath the table.

Kiyna shrugs with a soft giggle "I'm always up but I was finishing up a little research. That and being on a ship so long I tend to rise early anyway. It's habit, there are no late sleepers on a working ship. Least not one with Thali in charge of it."

Neliar takes the red fruit and looks away from Shanel, maybe he's done something wrong? Listening to Mayala he hopes her dog won't be in heat for too long cause he's going to miss Adoran, still Seilyn will look after him well. He takes another sip of his drink seeming very interested in the bottom of his glass.

Mayala can't help but giggle at Shanel a little before tearing off a piece of bread and staring at it for a little bit. Once Navia's not in heat anymore everything will be well again. Jen's a good canine and Mala's sure she'd be a good mother...but...she's just too busy to take care of a dog /and/ her puppies. She already has two hungry flizzen who won't leave her alone and Navia is a quiet dog so there's no problem with her, but puppies is a whole different story...unless she can get a certain someone to help her out before he starts working on his project to become a jman...

Shanel lets out an exaggerated groan, "Don't remind me. I don't think I got more 'en an hour two of sleep a night on that ship." An exaggerated eye roll is given for proof of this. Raises her glass for another drink only to discover it's empty. The offended look she gives it is rather comical.

Neliar just sit there rather quite, an unusual thing for him. Just sits and stares into his glass.

Mayala still grins at Neliar and Shanel, but then quickly gets up to get some more juice. She doesn't think she'll get any more sleep today. Sigh.

Neliar looks up and watches Mayala walk over to the counter. "Mayala, could you get me some more juice while you there." save his tired legs. "whats the matter Shanel you not got sea legs?" she seems to like water well enough.
Kiyna goes home.

Shanel hops off the table and follows Mayala for more juice. Sticking her tongue out at Neliar, "No, and I was up all night with the stars and getting my Sr. project done. And they were all up before dawn." Sighing, "Maya do you see any pear juice?"

Mayala smiles and gives a nod to Neliar, "Sure." She refills her glass and then gets another one, filling it up too. She looks around a bit and spots a bottle of some kind of juice behind some other bottles, "Um...is this it?" She pulls it out and holds it up.

Neliar watches the two women, waiting for them to return to the table. He's somewhat relived to see Shanel is at least looking at him again. He shuffles in his seat, feeling rather exposed sitting here by himself

"Yes, thanks." With a grin Shanel takes the bottle and pours herself a glass. Feeling restless this morning, it's gonna be awhile till she gets any sleep, Nel pulls out a chair and sits on the back of it, using her legs to hold the chair up and balance.

Mayala returns with Neliar's juice and sets it before him as she sits down. She looks at Shanel and says, "So are you finished with your project yet?" She smiles and sips at the juice she just got. Mala still has to do her jman project. Sigh.

Neliar watches Shanel with interest, is she mad at him? or not. He guesses he'll just have to wait and see. He wonders what time it is, he still doesn't feel sleepy. "Hey I'm doing my Sr Appy project at the minute." and he'll be glad when he's finished it.

Shanel grins broadly and points to her knot. "Carise promoted me right before we got back. You guys were right, I had nothing to be so worked up about." A warm smile is flashed at Neliar and quickly hidden by the juice glass.

Petrin wanders in from the Gar Hold Entry Hall.

Petrin
Standing about six-foot tall and well tanned from hours spent outdoors he has a wide face with a pair of large eyes, and a longish nose which sits above a small mouth with full lips. His narrow shoulders and thin frame conceal stringy muscles that could only have come from hours of repetitive labour. His hands are hard and worn with more than a few scratches on them. Light brown hair, with blond streaks, is more neatly brushed down, obviously by intent.
A neat outfit, consisting of a practical pair of dark brown trous and a clean white shirt over which a deep blue waistcoat has been added, looks not quite right on Petrin. Either the clothes are unaccustomed to the man, or visa versa.
A carefully constructed Double Cord, with a Single Loop, Long Tail, and Two Tassles in Gar's forest green and bright blue knot hangs on Petrin's left shoulder.


Denaia
Your eyes fall on the curvaceous form of this self assured-looking young woman. Eyes are of deepest ocean turquoise, framed with soft brown lashes, so long they brush her smooth golden cheeks when closed. Her face is heart shaped with high cheekbones and lusciously pouting lips. Ash blonde hair hangs straight and silken around her creamily tanned shoulders, falling in a soft shimmer over full breasts and straight back to her slim waist. She stands at 5'9" and her long honey-kissed limbs are elegantly proportioned.
A short white skirt which hangs in pleats, emphasises her slim waist and long tanned legs which taper to white slippers on her feet. Her shoulders are revealed by a pretty off-the-shoulder cheesecloth shepherdess blouse with the dicotomy of the innocence of lightly gathered and puffed sleeves and yet in contrast a deeply plunging V neck, modesty only saved by loosely laced cords which criss cross over the swell of her breasts.

Petrin heads straight for the bar, "This is the main meeting place." He says to Denaia, then slows as he notices the other occupants. They get a nod, and, "Greetings."

Mayala grins and says, "That's wonderful Shanel. Now you get to do a lot more chores and stuff." She giggles and gives a wave to Petrin and Denaia before gulping down some more juice.

Neliar feels like his heart has skipped a beat, so she's not mad at him after all. He looks with interest with the two newcomers. "Hello." he replies to the greetings. He takes another sip of his juice relishing the feeling as it washes down his throat.

Denaia wanders in flicking back a lock of blonde hair as she follows Petrin. " So do you think there is a position for me in the bar then? Its what I know best...serving food and drinks....And it does seem like such a lovely friendly hold..." she waves in greeting and flashes a brilliant smile at the other occupants of the bar.

Shanel laughs, "And classes, and teaching, and another, even bigger project." Starting as others come in Shanel nearly tips the chair and falls backwards! Flailing her arms and sending her glass and juice flying she grabs the table and pulls herself up right. Sliding off the chair she blushes a brilliant red, wishing she could just disappear.

Mayala giggles at Shanel and says, "You okay?" She laughs and waits to see what the others have to say about Shanel's little spill. Mala's not mean, it's just that she hasn't seen anyone do /that/ in awhile.

Neliar quickly jumps off his chair as Shanel tips, but not quickly enough to stop her falling off her chair. Instead he offers her a hand to get back on it, not that she needs any help. His usually merry eyes full of concern. "Are you all right?" he asks once she's upright once more.

Petrin nods as he reaches the bar, "I'm sure we can." He turns as he reaches the bar, offering Denaia a stool, "But can I get you a drink this time?"

"mokay." Shanel mumbles, face going even redder then before. Quickly she begins to pick up the broken glass, careful not to cut herself.

Denaia hops up onto the proffered stool, smoothing down her skirt and crossing her legs elegantly. A long lock of hair falls over her eyes and she strokes it back behind an ear, smiling at Petrin winsomely " Why that would be lovely! Thank you kind sir! I expect if I work here I shall be serving you before long, so I had better take full advantage while I can! May I have a glass of Benden white? That might perk me up after my long journey!"

Neliar retrieves his own chair that had been pushed away when he jumped off it. "here let me get you another drink." He walks over to the counter and gets another glass and fill it with pair juice." Giving himself the chance to calm down, that was quite a fright he just got.

Mayala smiles before she realizes that this place is getting quite crowded. Maybe she should slip off and tie Navia up and then go see about talking to a Herder. Yeah. That would be good, but then again...sigh. Mala will stay a few minutes more.

Shanel gets ride of the glass and sits quietly in her chair, face still burning with embarrassment. "Sorry about that." She calls to everyone in general. "I think it may be time for bed." That quietly to Mayala. "Thanks Neliar." For the juice, he gets another smile.

Neliar starts to feel rather uncomfortable with so many people around. He looks at Mayala and Shanel, "Do you two fancy going for a walk?" hoping they'll be willing to leave this place.

Petrin reaches behind the bar, easily locating a bottle as if he knew where it was, his motions slow as his eye catches some thing not quite in order, "Not a problem, but I think there's quite a bit for you to do," he turns towards Denaia and stops, realizing he hasn't caught her name, "ma'm." he ends lamely. He waves toward Larix to cover.

Shanel nods. "'S long as you don't mind walking to the vault. I'm going to bed." She talks the nearly empty plate and her now empty and not broken glass to the counter.

Mayala shrugs and nods, "Sure Neliar. I could go for a walk." She looks at Shanel as she gets up and finishes her juice. Good stuff, but she needs to get out of the way of crowds. This Starrie doesn't like a lotta people in one place.

Neliar quickly finishes his drink and heads towards the exit.

Gar Hold Entry Hall
The Entry Hall of Gar Hold is roughly octagonal in shape. Eight doors lead out of it, one is the one you just entered from. The first thing you notice is the mural painted on the walls. It seems to be a panoramic depiction of an orchard in the spring. The artist took their time as everything is at nearly life size. Lining the sides of the Hall are padded stone benches, that seem to flow freely into the mural. Posted over the Door to the Holder's Office is the Hold Crest, A shield of Forest Green with a solitary Blue band placed diagonal across the shield. While the center of all movement in Gar Hold, it still remains a pleasant place to stop and talk anytime with friends, and enjoy the mural.
On the perch are FirstFrost, Gaedeling, and Uvico.
You see Messenger Box, Sushi, Rocky, Job Openings, Sasha, and Tapestry here.

Mayala walks ever so softly in from the The Happy Harper.

Shanel walks in from the The Happy Harper.

Shanel burries her face in her hands as soon as their all out of the bar. "I can't believe I did that."

Mayala smiles at Shanel and gives her a pat on the shoulder. "S'ok," she says, "I've done that before...a long time ago though." She shrugs. Yeah. Mala's helpful.

Neliar is itching to give Shanel a hug, but he stays away from her as he doesn't want anyone to guess how much he likes her. "never mind, at least you didn't fall in the lake the other night." well it's his story and he's sticking to it.

Shanel snorts and then outright laughs, "No, I was pushed." All the dignity she can muster is put into those words, though a little smile hiding on the curves of her lips shows she's mad or anything.

Mayala grins, "So you two had fun last night then?" She giggles, remembering that that's how her and Sol started out in a way. Grin.

Neliar giggles at Shanels expression. "I was talking about me. I fell in the other night." Hehehe, at least that's what he said when four Jmen caught him trying to sneak back into the hall! He glances at Mayala, shhs, it seems to say.

Shanel grins at the memory, it was more then fun. Thoroughly distracted from her embarrassment, her blush has pretty much gone. "Course you fell in." And of course, she had /nothing/ to do with it. O:)


Fade to the Vault


Neliar walks over to his comfy chair and sits down. "well I'm still not sleepy." he complains, he was hoping the walk would tire him out.

"So what are you guys doing for the rest of the day?" Punctuated with yawn, Shanel is starting to look sleepy with her eyelids dropping. She perches on the arm of chair to await their answers.

Mayala looks at her canine and tries to see if there's blood like Shanel said there would be if she's in heat. "Um...I'm gonna see if I can contact a Herder and get Navia looked at for conformation and such," she says, petting the dog on the head and sighing when she sees that her pet is bleeding. Darnit. Mala'll have to clean up the mess too. yickkkk.

Neliar hms. "I think I'll do some more work on my project." the sooner he gets it finished the sooner he can become a Jman. Ambitious Neliar, never! "hope your dog it okay Mayala." Looking at the rather icky mess left by Navia.

Jenavia woofs and whines a bit at Mala and the other two humans as she lays there on the floor, wagging her tail and looking about.

Shanel winces at the site of blood. Even her own makes her wince. Another yawn. "I'd help but I'm about to fall asleep." Smiling down at the pup she gives her a quick scratch on the head.

Neliar smiles at Jena and gives her a soft stroke. "You'll be alright girl." Said softly. He's glad he's got a dog and doesn't have to go through this. He looks over at the half asleep Shanel. "You should go to bed before you fall asleep in here."

Mayala sighs and sits down in a chair. "I'll clean it up once I've got her outside," she says, watching as Navia gives Nel's hand a little lick...well...rather a big lick since she's kinda a big dog...sorta. Shrug. "I just hope Navia doesn't get pursued by stray canines or canines who's owners don't know about her," she says, starting to get a bit concerned.

"What about a bunch of old towels? You could set them up in the dorm, then you wont have to worry about that." Smiling at the dog, she gives another scratch and stands up. "I'm going to bed now. Night Mayala, Neliar." Neliar is given a warm smile before she slips inside the dorm.

Mayala grins and gives a nod to Shanel, "Thanks. Night." That's a good idea actually. Mala will get right on it!...after she's had a nap maybe...

Shanel walks to the Female Apprentice Quarters.

Neliar looks over to Mayala, "Do you want me to come with you and give you a hand?" not that he'd be much help but he'll do what he can.

Mayala nods and smiles, "Sure! That'd be great!" She gets up and disappears quickly into the female dorms and returns with a pretty red leash for Navia. "I'll keep her leashed though so that she can't get away or anything if she wants to go hunting for males," she says giggling.

Jenavia looks at Mala like she understood what was said and is offended. This female would never do that...'cept that one male was kinda interesting...

Neliar sits up. "I'll just go and grab a jacket, it's getting cold" He quickly walks to the dorms and comes back before Mayala has had a chance to see he's gone. "Ready?"

Mayala smiles and nods, "Yup. Let's go." She clips the leash to Jen's purty collar and grins.

Neliar stands up and follows Mayala out of the room. "where do you want to go?"

Mayala ums and says, "Well, I'd like to go get some old towels first and put them in here so I don't have to leave Navia out in the cold or anything." She smiles, "So...where do you think they'd have those? Of course...we could go see about talking to a Herder first...that way I could clean the mess when I get back and put the towels down and stuff." She shrugs, not really sure what order things should be done in.


Neliar grins, "I'll go and have a look round the men's dorms for some old towels, that way every thing I'll be ready when we come back." He walks back into the dorms, before returning a few minutes later holding a few raggy towels. He drops them in front of her. "These where all I could find."

Mayala smiles and says, "That's just perfect." She picks them up and puts them in a discreet corner so no one will try and pick them up and put them away. "There," she says, "Now...shall we go see if we can find a Herder?" She doesn't think the jmen will mind if she goes to a Herder. It would actually be better than just wondering when Navia would go into heat and such. Yeah. They won't mind.


Monday, August 20, 2001, 2:23 PM