I CAN'T BELIEVE MY EYES // OPEN, NEW BLIZZARDCLAN AMBASSADOR

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    Anakin took the bones, and turned, holding them in one hand as Valemon came next, and watched his son pick the bird. A small chuckle and a "hmp" was lost in his breathing, and tied the bones to his belt.

    He leaned down next to his son, placing a hand on his back. "It's a lot smaller than the real one, Valemon." Hm. Maybe the cub had taken a liking to Lessa's bird.

    Val's smile grew as the canine said he could have it. It was his own pet, just like Lessa's! Lifting his new toy to his eye level, he gently squished the stuffed animal between his paws. He hadn't gotten a chance to touch the real Calum, but this bird was really soft. He'd have to teach his new friend to share, so he wouldn't be naughty. At Illya's question, he turned the toy around so that it was facing the other. "Silly bird Calum," he repeated. Lessa had called her bird that, and, even though it wasn't his real name, Valemon liked it. Then, he brought the stuffed bird closer to Illya, aiming to poke the wolfdog's nose with the toy Calum's 'beak'. "Silly bird." As his father spoke, he looked up. Yeah, he wasn't as big as the real Calum. Maybe his was a baby?