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[hawkethat]

[eyeroll]

I'm fairly certain she's satisfied with her collection. [he squeezes Anders' hand before letting go, because they've reached the kitchen and he needs both hands to start breakfast.] But I guess you can tell yourself that, if it makes you feel better.


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[onetrackminds]

I've seen some dogs around that wear socks on their feet. You could give her some.

[he'll set about preparing coffee and tea for them, then.]


[ooc: ♥!!!]

[hawkethat]

I've seen those dogs too. They look ridiculous. Anyway, she couldn't wear any of ours; they'd fall right off.

[hey, there is some bacon left! That'll go in the pan with the eggs, then. And some bread will go in the fancy little toaster oven for toast. Meanwhile Pearl runs around happily and gets underfoot]

[ooc: ;; <333!!]

[onetrackminds]

She likes socks, so she might like wearing them as well.

[yes, he does in fact want Hawke's dog to look ridiculous.]

[hawkethat]

Perhaps you could make her a set, then. She's sure to love them if they come from you.

[onetrackminds]

...

Doesn't she realise I'm not a dog person?

[hawkethat]

Of course she does. Why do you think she tries so hard to be friends?

[Here Pearl gives a breathy little bark, clearly in agreement.]

[onetrackminds]

That will change once we get cats, I'm sure.

[or he hopes.]

[hawkethat]

I doubt it. She's as stubborn as you.

[he says with nothing but affection in his voice. <3]

[onetrackminds]

The cats might scare her off.

[hawkethat]

She'll probably make friends with them.

[onetrackminds]

All of them?

[Hawke won't want to give them away if they're friends with Pearl, right?]

[hawkethat]

I don't see why not. It's not like she has a limited amount of love to give.

[Even if she does love them all, they can't keep them all. It wouldn't be fair to the cats, what with their tiny living space.]

[onetrackminds]

Dogs and cats are not known for getting along.

[BUT HOW CAN HE GIVE ANY OF THEM UP.]

[hawkethat]

Champion had made friends with a couple of barn cats when we were still in Lothering. They'd chase each other around and nap together. He let them use him as a pillow.

[He'll do what's best for them, even if it's difficult.]

[onetrackminds]

[he... doesn't hate the thought of cats napping on a giant dog.]

It would be easier if they do get along.

[hawkethat]

[What about the thought of a small fluffy dog nestled in and napping with a bunch of cats?]

As long as the cats aren't a bunch of hellions, I'm sure they'll get along fine.

[onetrackminds]

[he can live with that.]

Are you insulting my cats?

[hawkethat]

[Good]

I haven't even seen them yet. Why would I insult them?

[onetrackminds]

Because they're cats, and you're a dog person.

[hawkethat]

Just because I like dogs better doesn't mean I hate cats.

[Anders loves them, so Hawke's perfectly happy to give them a chance.]

[onetrackminds]

...It would be impossible to hate cats.

[he steps closer, pressing a kiss to the side of Hawke's neck. He is grateful.]

[hawkethat]

Just like it's impossible to hate dogs?

[Teasing! Mostly. But Hawke turns his head to smile at Anders, regardless.]

[onetrackminds]

I don't hate dogs.

[he just doesn't know what to do with them, mostly. And Pearl seems determined to trip him.]

[hawkethat]

[Like those cats won't also be determined to trip him?]

Could have fooled me.

[Still teasing. Also, the bacon is now sizzling nicely, so Hawke starts cracking eggs and adding them to the frying pan]

How many eggs do you want?