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[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?

[onetrackminds]

[but they'll be adorable while doing it!!]

Two eggs, I think. [he looks down at Pearl, still excitedly running around, and then back up at Hawke.] Do I seem like I hate her?

[hawkethat]

[So is Pearl! :<]

Sometimes I wonder. [Still teasing! Hawke, don't you ever stop?]

[He cracks two eggs into the pan for Anders, followed by two for himself.]

You're very good about tolerating her, though. [And really, from Anders? Pearl may disagree, but Hawke considers that to be more than good enough. <3]

[onetrackminds]

She's just so... happy. [but he sounds apologetic now. He doesn't want Hawke to think he hates her.

And he might be taking things a little too seriously this morning.]

Should I feed her?

[SEE HE'S TRYING NOW.]

[hawkethat]

Of course she is. She missed you.

[Since Anders is close enough still, Hawke turns around briefly to kiss his cheek.]

I think she'd like that. Remember to make her sit, first.

[Just because she's tiny and adorable doesn't mean she gets away without any training!]

[onetrackminds]

[Anders goes to check the fridge for food, finding one of the boxes Hawke keeps food for Pearl in. Then he grabs a bowl from the cupboard.

Although he's not very good at this 'training'.]

...Sit.

[He stares down at her. She jumps up and down at his feet, yipping exictedly.]

[hawkethat]

[...Pearl, Hawke is so disappointed!]

Tell her to focus.

[Looks like they both need some training...]

[onetrackminds]

Are you sure she understands?

[...cats don't listen even if they do understand, though. Cats are so much easier.]

[hawkethat]

Of course she does.

[He turns his attention from Anders to Pearl, who is still yipping and bouncing excitedly at Anders' feet.]

Pearl!

[At the sound of her name, Pearl begins bouncing and squeaking over to Hawke, her fluffy tail waving merrily like a little curly banner]

Pearl, focus!

[He holds up a hand, fingers together and palm flat, when he speaks, and Pearl obediently quiets down, watching him intently and waiting to see what he'll do next, although her back end is still quivering slightly with energy.]

Sit.

[He reinforces the command with a motion of his hand, pointing down with his index finger, and like magic, she sits, bright button eyes moving back and forth between his face and his hand, eager for her next command. Hawke will wait a moment or two before speaking again.]

Good girl. Go see Anders.

[and with a happy yip she bounces right back up and runs back over to Anders, whining and panting and excited to see him.]

[onetrackminds]

[Anders has seen Hawke order her around before, but really, it still seems bizarre to him. He doesn't get how it works, and he doesn't see why it's important, and the result is that neither he nor Pearl ever really try.

Really, he's going to end up ruining all of Pearl's training.]

Sit.

[he tries again, feeling foolish. She wags her tail at him, and he frowns.]

Pearl, sit.

[she plops down into a sitting position, although he has a sneaking suspicion it's mostly because Hawke got her attention a moment before. But, good enough.

He bends down, giving her the bowl.]

[hawkethat]

[...Good enough. Hawke shakes his head a little and turns back to the frying pan with a smile.]