CLASH OF THE TITANS (Raining, Zep, Maggie!)

[Chimera]

((ooc: Maggie has been added to join with Gennesk))

He had Impressed.

It had been surprising to Lirmox - there were only three eggs more in Ausk's clutch than in the wild clutch that had given Dalibor Rysk and Saosk, and after Newsk's death at the claws of his cyan sister, and the usual dud, only three wherets remained, much less than the numerous hopeful wher candidates who had attended.

But out of those three, the fierce green Lisk had chosen Lirmox as her lifemate. And all the talk he'd heard of the feeling of being bonded was something he couldn't understand, couldn't until he felt a mind merge with his own, and the joy he'd felt was something he wouldn't be able to pass on to anyone else, unless or if they Impressed a wher or dragon themselves.

However, the only thing Lirmox was feeling with Lisk right now was frustration with the baby. Already she'd terrorized his black flit and feline, but his gray pillie Regina had proven to be more slippery than Lirmox himself in his recent Candidacy days, trying to avoid Jafari before they collided and ended up in a tussle.

At last, the green baby wheret licked her lips with a forked tongue, bright green in contrast to her sickly hide. She had almost caught up with the frantically scuttling pillie, bounding through the Lower Caverns' hallways.

LISK CATCH STUPID BUG! KILL! EAT!

"LISK, NO! Pets aren't for eating, shaffit! Come back, lizard!" Lirmox shouted, still unaccustomed to mindspeak.

Stupid mine not get! Bug good eat!

The boy growled in anger. However, what Lisk had not thought about in her little mind was that Regina might use a person to escape her, if only for a bit. And the gray did, not hesitating to crawl onto Blackhandler and Wherling Saowyn's head, 'Vrrim'ing down at Lisk from her vantage point of the woman's head. The green snorted, before latching onto Saowyn and climbing up her herself before -

"Gotcha!" Lirmox tightly grabbed hold of Lisk, who snarled as he removed her from Saowyn's leg, not letting her go.

"Oh, uh..." Lirmox got up from the floor, a wriggling Lisk glaring in her bonded's arms. "...Hey, Saowyn and Saosk! And Mouse too." He smiled awkwardly. "Sorry..." Regina had long since departed Saowyn's hair - disgruntled, the pillie left for the lake.

AGH! Everyone stupid, not get! Never got taste tastybugsnack. What this peoples? Who are? Lisk grumpily inquired.

"So, you've never officially gotten to meet Lisk here, guys...So, Lisk - Mouse, Saowyn, Saosk. Mouse, Saowyn, Saosk - Lisk. How are you?" Lirmox smiled, in sharp contrast to his green, who gnashed her teeth upon noticing Saosk.

Soft humans fine, see in mind ally Mine. Still stupid! Why black wher, though? Weak, small! Saosk! Lisk spat at the black wher, taking an immediate dislike to him.

"Now, Lisk, you just met him, please be nice..." Lirmox looked at Saowyn with the terrified look in his eyes communicating a message of 'Help, how do I deal with a grouchy wheret who hates everyone?'

[Raining]

When Saowyn wasn't terribly busy with the increasing work load of wherlinghood, she would try and find time for other things. Well Mouse seemed to find her first, which made her life a lot easier -- even if the child had a lot of energy at times. Saosk had taken a liking to the girl, and it may be related to the fact that Saowyn cared about her a lot... like family. So naturally that would translate through their bond, though Saosk takes it to a different level of thinking she's "his" -- when she doesn't belong to them at all. Though she liked to think she was a main influence in the child's life.

The three of them wandered the Lower Caverns keeping an eye on her bonded as Saosk wandered in circles and figure eights with Mousey on his back. How the girl can sit on him is beyond the wherling. The wher was so prickly covered in spines, she was very relieved that Mouse hasn't been pricked to badly. Saowyn couldn't help but smile at how soft Saosk can be when it was only Saowyn who was watching, right now he was definitely romping around to amuse the child. Even when they were alone, Saosk preferred to be snuggled up close to her as she read, or when they were relaxing before bed.

When Mouse almost fell from Saosk's back Saowyn would pipe up, "careful Saosk!" she scolded but giggled afterwards as Saosk immediately corrected himself. SHARDIT, GIRLY! SAOSK KNOWS!. Saowyn did a double take on that, since it was only one of her adoptive father's company that said that to her. Sometimes she forgets that Saosk pulled his foul language from them. "Please tell me she didn't hear that," she sighed. If and when Mouse ever talks... Saowyn is convinced her first words are going to be awful and Saowyn will get blamed by Genner or whoever. Saosk didn't pay attention as he double backed so he had more space to run.

She didn't have long to dwell on this, as there was a pillie frantically crawling up her leg, resting on her head. "Oh hello th-- shells!" she jumped in surprise at the little green wher that suddenly latched to her leg, with a boy directly behind her the wheret off. "Oh Lirmox, hey!" she smiled, her eyes darting to the angry green in his arms. Saosk hearing the commotion came to Saowyn's side with Mouse probably still on his back. PUNY GREEN LISK, Saosk told Saowyn as Lirmox had introduced them. "Ohh this is your new wher! She's definitely something up close." she smiled, "Oh i'm fine, just wandering around with Mousey since she likes to ride on Saosk."

Saosk's eyes swirled an irritated orange when they were introduced, eyes focused on the baby green. Saowyn sensed the irritated and was about to keep moving when... something was said to Saosk that had him puff up instantly as his eyes snapped to a very angry red.

SMALL? SMALL?! YOU DARE?! NASTY PUNGENT WORTHLESS GREEN, STILL STICKY WET BEHIND GNARLED EARKNOBS! TINY INSIGNIFICANT! SAOSK HATE YOU ALREADY! LOOK LIKE SICKLY BILE FROM SAOSK STOMACH! NO GOOD, NO WORTH. SAOSK HAVE YOU TRAMPLED, CUT INTO TINY PIECE! SAOSK CHEW LISK AND SPIT LISK BACK OUT! NOT WORTH SAOSK TIME AND EFFORT TO DIGEST! His wings at this point were flared, aggressively as he practically glared daggers up at Lisk. He was careful not to accidentally knock Mouse off as his wings flared. He also made sure that Mouse was completely barred from his rant. Saowyn picked Mouse up and placed her on the ground, just in case...

Saowyn placed at careful hand on Saosk's head, 'shh easy... easy' she cooed calmly to him, he didn't relax since he was so focused but he attempted to keep to himself and Saowyn. SAOSK HATE, HATE WORTHLESS LISK! NO GOOD, PUNY HUMAN BAD BOND! the last could also be heard by Lirmox, purposefully.

"Oh wow. So this was a great first introduction," she laughed a bit to try and ease the frightened look on Lirmox's face. "She's quite the handful then? Was that your pillie she was chasing?" she asked smiling slightly. If Mouse made any excited movements towards Lisk, Saosk would step in front of her wing flared to block any further forward movements. NO TINY HUMAN! LOOK NO TOUCH! BAD NA- he cut himself off with one sharp look from Saowyn. ...NOT SAFE... he would finally tell her.

[Zephyr]

Riding on Saosk was an exercise in Mouse’s concentration. Though, she’d spent enough time around the black wher and his handler that she knew just how to sit on Saosk where his spines wouldn’t poke her too badly. The girl was clinging to the wher’s back, her hands wrapped around his headknobs as he waddled unsteadily through the halls. The girl gave a shrill giggle of excitement as she nearly fell off of Saosk’s back, but the wher righted himself soon enough and Mouse quieted down, lowering her head close to the wher’s hide.

The girl giggled at Saowyn’s concern, though in reality, cursing would probably be some of Mouse’s first words, thanks to Saosk’s influence. The wher didn’t censor himself enough around her as to exclude all of the cursing from her mind. Mouse didn’t particularly care. It was just normal to her by now, even if it might be a constant source of embarrassment for Saowyn once Mouse finally does start speaking again.

Her face wrinkled into confused bewilderment when Saosk suddenly drew to a stop. That soon morphed into surprise and delight when her cousin came into view. She didn’t even notice the sickle little green wher rapidly ascending Saowyn’s person at first. Taking a hand off of one of the black wher’s headknobs, she waved happily at her cousin, greeting him in the only way she knew how.

The silent exchange between the whers and handlers was kept away from Mouse, and she was unprepared for the black suddenly rearing in challenge. She tightened her grip in readiness and managed to not fall off until Saowyn suddenly picked her up and there was ground beneath her feet. Mouse clung to Saowyn as the whers verbally fought, her hands tight in the girl’s clothing. She didn’t know what they were saying. Being kept out of the loop wasn’t something Mouse was accustomed to, but she dealt with it in stride.

This was her cousin though, and he had a wher, and this was WONDERFUL! Letting go of Saowyn, Mouse rushed to Lirmox, fully intending on embracing Lisk…because green whers can’t possibly be dangerous…not like the red ones. But Saosk blocked her path, and Mouse clung to the black wher’s wing, peeking past it towards Lisk with a giggle. Hi there, you’re very pretty. I’m MOUSE. I love you!

[Chimera]

Saowyn, even with the increasingly difficult Wherlinghood she had and her...emotionally sensitive wher, managed a smile and a casual greeting to the new wherling. Lirmox admired her for managing to stay cool, more than he did...which wasn't a hard thing to do. He waved back at Mouse with a grin, though, as much as he could with both arms occupied by Lisk.

"Hey, Saowyn! And yup...I'd say Lisk's definitely something. Glad you guys are fine. Mouse, you're a master wherrider by now, congrats!" Lirmox replied with a chuckle after the last part, nervously eying the irritated orange in Saosk's eyes. Lisk had spotted the black wher's mood too. Her own eyes, sharp and small like fragments of a larger gem, whirled orange, standing out in the middle of her pale green hide. But when she called Saosk small, Lisk did not expect the rant that came from him in response.

Her eyes went from having flecks of red to being flooded by the color, angered mostly not by Saosk's words against her, but the squeaky tone he yelled them in. Lirmox could get squeaky like that sometimes...but it didn't annoy her as much as this little, spiky tunnelsnake fart who dared to call himself a wher. A growl rose in her throat as Lisk squirmed out of Lirmox's arms, landing neatly on the ground. She didn't even blink when Saosk flared his admittedly large wings.

Lirmox wasn't sure what to say, so he kept silent throughout Saosk's rant...but when the black wher added in the last part he broke his silence.

"H-hey! You don't have the right to say that! I've only been bonded to Lisk for a sevenday...our bond's going to be stronger. You weren't so close with Saowyn when you were newly hatched, either...I mean, now you are!"

"Yeah...an eventful introduction..." Lirmox pursed his lips for a moment. "And that was my pillie Regina, yes. Quite the handful as well. I think she wants to rule the world or something." He watched Mouse slip through Saosk's guard, saying hi to Lisk mentally. The baby green tilted her head, confused, when Mouse addressed her as pretty, and said she...loved her? Lirmox mentally reminded the wheret Mouse was basically his clutchsister - the 'basically' part lost in Lisk's simple mind - and that she meant no harm.

Hmm. HELLO MOUSE! Mine say you clutchsister, no hurt Mouse. Lisk no care if pretty or Saoskbile hide she have. The wheret thought for a moment, before licking the Weyrbrat's cheek with her rough tongue. Good for lick! No eat mine-clutchsister, just lick. Good Mouse-girl. With that, the wheret turned back to Saosk, trotting over to him as she prepared her rebuttal.

FIRST OFF! TOO MANY WORD! No one care how Saosk want trample Lisk and eat...no stomach to digest Lisk with! NOTHING BUT USELESS WORDS AND AIR IN TINY FAT SAOSK! Lisk no care if bile-colored! You full of prickles...like...like... Lisk leafed through her mindmate's larger vocabulary. Pincushion! Tiny weak shouty pincushion! Not small, no! TINY! Lisk pop you with tail! The green wheret hissed, waving her long, thin, tail, hovering its sharp forker tip just above Saosk. IF INSULT LISK, LIRMOXMINE AGAIN, LISK KILL! WORLD NO NEED ANNOYING ALMOST-WHER! With that, Lisk retreated back to Lirmox's arms, but was not able to, instead choosing his lap as the boy kneeled down on his knees, alternating his gaze between Saosk and Lisk.

"Now, what's the matter here? No need to fight...okay, let's start with you, Saosk. How might you be able to get along with Lisk? Neither of you have to *like* each other, but let's just try to get along." Lirmox nervously stated, trying to be the mediator he'd always thought he'd been, and the mediator he had to be, for Lisk. The wheret in question interrupted Saosk before he could speak again.

Lisk get along with Saosk if DEAD! ...Or, gone! The green wher grouched.

"N-no...any other ways? It's not the point if either of you is dead or gone."

The green wheret thought and thought in her primitive mind, not able to come up with an answer. Instead she screeched angrily, stiffening and arching her back, tail lashing back and forth as she nearly became a statue with a moving tail. She had already gotten off Lirmox's lap, choosing to look as intimidating as she could in front of her bonded.

[Raining]

ooc: Ahh sorry this is so awful.


Saowyn could feel Saosk's temper rise with every word either of the others spoke. She herself keeping an eye on him closely had to swallow past it, and practice those blocks she had learned in her lessons -- otherwise she would probably end up feeling the same way. Or something.

His eyes were a dangerous red as the boy stuttered at him, his gaze sliding to Lirmox. There was a moment where Saosk shifted forward a step -- 'SAOSK, NO!' Saowyn mentally 'yelled' at Saosk stopping him in his tracks. Saosk wasn't naturally an aggressive wher, but he did bite from time to time. But Saowyn knew Saosk inside and out now and he was being unnaturally silent at this point, which meant he was done talking for the moment. 'You're better than she is, whatever she said it doesn't matter. She doesn't matter. Its just you and me.' she chanted flooding the bond with calming thoughts and such things.

Saosk jerked to a pause his wings still flared and his eyes flooded red/orange. Saosk may have been humorous when he was a hatchling, but there was only so much poking and prodding he could handle now without doing something about it.

LISK NOTHING. PUNY WORTHLESS GREEN! he responded to her simply, repositioning himself in front of Mouse brushing by her lightly.

"Ah, Lirmox. I'm not sure how setting up an intervention is going to help," she stated carefully. Saosk's eyes shifted down at Lisk as she practically through a fit. The black took in her aggressive stance for a moment, seemingly debating. Suddenly Saosk quickly closed the distance between him and Lisk, rushing forward and practically stamping on her head if he managed to get that far.

If he did he'd shift his weight placing his other two toed foot on her back settling himself down, pinning her. LISK WEAK, PUNY WHERET, STILL SMELL OF ROTTING EGG!.

"Saosk step off her, now!" she ordered, her voice sharp. 'You proved your point'

The wher got up slowly, backing off huffing a bit not before throwing a reproachful glare Saowyn's way. SAOSK NOT HURT WORTHLESS GREEN! This was mentally just tossed everywhere to Mouse, Lisk and to Lirmox.

[Maggie]

A roar louder than anything either wherlet could manage echoed through the stone halls of the lower caverns. Few things were as loud and dangerous as an angry wher and Gennesk was on a rampage. He thundered into the cavern where they were arguing, eyes whirling an irate red. He bared his teeth at them, swishing his giant tail to bat the two of them violently apart.

Mini-Mouse is be Gennesk's! Stupid, stompable baby-hatchlings is be for stomp if is be scare Mini-Mouse! Is not be for argue near Gennesk's Mini-Mouse or Gennesk is be stomp and bite and squish! He punctuated his point by rearing up and coming down hard, claws scrabbling viciously against the rocks. Fighting is be done. Baby-hatchlings is be agree or is be stomp. Baby-hatchlings is be for choose. He manuevered his large body around Mouse, his tail sweeping her close to keep her safe until the stupid baby whers learned to behave or be stomped.

Gennesk, are you terrorising the populace again? You know better, Genner asked idly from where he was busy doing paperwork. Don't hurt any babies, you'll make Ausk mad. They're hers to stomp. And we can't be prideseconds if we stomp babies.

Stupid baby-hatchlings is be screamy. Is not be for friend. Is not be for Mini-Mouse friend if is be screamy, Gennesk sulked.

Tell their handlers to impose their will better. If they can't control violent whers, they won't last as handlers for long. Genner didn't sound all that concerned, however. The queens could deal with any unruly wherlings, he was sure of it. Gennesk still grimly relayed the message to the two little whers, his eyes still whirling a bright, angry red as he curled around his Mini-Mouse.

[Chimera]

((ooc: no worries raining your post is awesome!))

Lirmox felt, quite honestly, terrible. It wasn't surprising, considering the boy's personality, his past experiences, and the lithe little bundle of evil that had claimed Lirmox as hers. Just when they were needed, the wherling's candidate lessons and first wherling lesson had vanished temporarily from his knowledge, and he could only stay still as Saosk nearly lunged forward for a second. Instead of the lessons about staying calm, Lirmox's mind just went back to Abranna, the greenhandler who'd been retained from graduation for her violent, snappish green. She would've been a priderunner by now. Was he going to end up the same way? Lisk had inherited her red mother's anger after all...

But the newly-minted wherling could feel the wheret's uncertainty as Saosk replied with very little words to her outburst, no, he shared the emotions of Lisk, unexperienced and unable to block out the feelings enough. The peak of her anger had passed - or had it? Maybe Lisk was taking after the boy, becoming as weak as him - Lirmox was certain it was his fault - and. Predator and instinct-driven as she was, the green was still a baby and did not manage to leap away from Saosk ran forward and pinned her down with his two-toed paws. He was a black, tiny, Lisk would be bigger than him - but the expected future and present blurred together to how Lisk wanted it to be, and she'd underestimated Saosk's power. She wriggled and squirmed to get free, attempting to nip at Saosk's paws, but her jaws could only open and close a little pathetically, her head trapped under a prickly paw. Lirmox just looked on as Lisk was overcome by the older wher. She didn't listen to her own bonded - perhaps another wher would teach her a lesson, as the wheret was pretty uncontrollable at the moment.

Only now Lirmox replied to Saowyn.

"I don't think an intervention w-will be enough...for Lisk especially not..." Lirmox gulped.

A few moments had passed, though like a dream they seemed much longer than in reality, before Saowyn ordered Saosk - see, she could handle him, a wherhandler after all - off of Lisk, who rolled back onto her two-toed paws, glaring up at Saosk with her own red eyes.

Lisk not hurt stupid Saosk either! When grow up Lisk be bigger Saosk tiny. With that last remark, Lisk again padded dangerously close to the literally prickly wher when a deep roar flooded the stone halls; its owner the big brown Gennesk, who threw the squabbling young whers apart. Lisk let out a surprised gweep and jumped further away. Her posture was scared, her eyes were scared, not the confident red they'd been before but a wavering, deep orange - even with tiny flecks of yellow if one looked close enough.

Lisk sullenly listened to Gennesk speak, and then the last part about their handlers' will.

Brown wher say you need more strong will. Lisk grouched to Lirmox from the shadows she was crouched in.

Fine. Lisk, in the sevenday or so I've known you, you've been a little, snarly booger. You can be that, but you-you have to shardin' use your anger right, not bite everyone you hate. I hate people too, some of 'em, but SHARD IT! I'M SICK OF BEING A LITTLE KID EVERYONE PUSHES OVER! I'M NOT YOURS, WE'RE EQUALS! AND RIGHT NOW YOU'RE BEHAVING LOWER THAN THAT, AND WHAT ARE YOU? A WHER, OR A TINY, SKULKING MONSTER? STOP! The bile-colored green was quite surprised at her handler's sudden bravery, and looked at him with a visibly defeated gaze on her misshapen wher face.

Lisk...apologize! Never hurt Mouse, Mouse small, family of Lisk-mine. Still hate Saosk, but fine! Lisk be better baby no scream. Or scream only when need, yes, only when bad people. The wheret huffed, before scampering as close as she could get to her bonded's little cousin without literally stepping on Gennesk. You hear, TinyMouse? Okay. Saosk we fight like true whers when Lisk no more baby. Until then...will wait, Lisk be better wher now. Lisk went back to Lirmox, watching the others like a small reprimanded Weyrbrat who didn't fully understand the consequences of their behavior. Her eyes had settled to a blurry color of yellowed green. ...If stomp Lisk, can be startled, stomp back. Warn you. She couldn't help but make that last remark.

See, Lisk? You can be a... better wher when you want to. "Um, I apologize for that too, Saowyn, Saosk, Mouse, Gennesk. Don't blame it all on Lisk. I guess...no, I need and will be a better handler." He sighed, walking a bit closer to Mouse. "Sorry, Mousey...seems I'm not a really good cousin or Handler yet." He tousled her hair gently. Lisk hated Saosk so much, and vice versa. He hoped he could still manage to be friends with Saowyn - already he'd made Jafari his enemy.

[Raining]

'STAY WHERE YOU ARE!' she practically screamed at him mentally pushed Saosk to back off. She was only a hatchling and Saosk should not absolutely not, attack her in any manner. Saosk practically stood there visibally shaking at the green WHO DARED approach him, WHO DARED speak to him more. WHO DARED call him tiny. Saowyn darted fearful eyes to Lirmox, why doesn't he call her off.... she can't keep Saosk from attacking. This strained her more than what she was used to, because Saosk wasn't normally violent -- he preferred to just bully others with words.

Though he was still a wher, capable of becoming very dangerous.

Saosk tried to push past Saowyn's mental commands, he needed to put this green in her place... no not even that he just needed to bite her until she learned he wasn't to be trifled with. He was just as good as any other wher, even nasty little green who stood inches from him. "Lirmox-" she began but she was interrupted by a sudden loud roar that thundered through the caverns.

Saosk, so focused on breaking his handlers mental iron grip, was startled by the sudden brown wher tail smacking him across the face. He was practically thrown backwards, a bit stunned, eyes flashing a sudden yellow before settling back into their orangey norm. The black wher puffed himself up, TINY MOUSE NOT GENNESK'S he practically snarled moving to charge at the brown. How dare he stomp on his territory, Mouse was his- "She isn't yours!"

She darted infront of Saosk and he skidded to a halt in front of her, "she belongs to Gennesk and Genner. She's not yours. She never was." she glared down at her wher. 'She never will be if you don't control yourself.' Saosk practically shook glaring past Saowyn directly at Gennesk who surrounded Mouse protectively. SAOSK NEVER HURT TINY MOUSE, he relayed back to Gennesk sulkily after a moment.

Saosk also related Genner's message, and that stung Saowyn more than she would let on. She didn't know how but she was doing the best she could. The wherling didn't reply back to her wher, and instead pointedly ignored him. SAOSK NOT CARE WHAT NO WORTH LISK DO he replied.

Saowyn approached Gennesk cautiously, and looked at Mouse, a forced smile on her lips, "you go home with Gennesk okay? He'll be the best wher for you right now," she told the girl before looking back to Lirmox. "Its okay, no need to apologize... though I'm sorry too. To you too Gennesk." she would say before turning heel and beginning to walk back towards the Wherling's barracks. "We're leaving." she told Saosk coolly. Saosk turned to follow obediently, though jealous angry eyes glanced back to Gennesk, before continuing on.

[Zephyr]

She giggled at Lisk, reaching out to kiss the baby green's snout when the wherlet licked her.

But then things changed.

Too much was happening all at once. Mouse might have been reckless at times, but she wasn't stupid enough to stand between fighting whers, and the little girl backed up, giving the whers room to air out their complaints. She understood...for the most part. She liked to think of herself as a wher, after all. She didn't like her Saosk fighting with Lisk. The girl watched them with her nose all scrunched up, frowning with her little fists all balled up. She was thinking about pulling Saosk away from Luck by his tail or something when a loud roar startled her.

She wasn't afraid by the brown wher's entrance...more surprised into stunned silence until she saw who it was. At that moment, her face split into a massive smile, and she clapped her hands, squirming lightly when Gennesk wrapped his body around her's. The little girl leaned against him, pressing hands and lips to warm wher hide as the brown screeched at the babies. After a bit, she started to get a little sad and pressed gently against the brown wher. Is okay. Saosk is my friend. Wouldn't hurt me. I love Saosk. And it was true, she'd gotten very attached to the black wher with all the time she'd spent with him.

And there was something nice about being one of the only soft spots in Saosk's prickles.

Mouse didn't know much about the political side of the wherhandlers, or about the wher hierarchy, but she was a little put off when Saowyn told her to go with Gennesk. She frowned at the woman, half tempted to clamber out of Gennesk's embrace and hang onto her. She didn't want Saowyn or Saosk to leave, but she knew better than to bring the black wher back to a bad situation. So Mouse frowned at Saosk's retreating form and pouted a little against Gennesk. Byeee Saosk. I love you.

Then Mouse tugged lightly at Gennesk's wing in an attempt to get his attention. Can I play with Lisk? Because it was such a good idea to play with a little wher that had, moments ago, been about to rip into another wher.

Good thing Mouse was fearless.

[Maggie]

Gennesk was pleased with this turn of events. He had stopped the stupid screamy babies from fighting. They shouldn't be fighting anyway. They were supposed to all work together and if they didn't know that, they didn't deserve to be Mouse's friend. Gennesk always bigger, Gennesk always stomp, he warned Lisk, his eyes settling to orange. He watched Saosk leave, nodding in approval. The baby handlers were learning.

Mini-Mouse not is be for Lisk play, he told the girl gently. Mini-Mouse is also be learn be for bossy-boss. Mini-Mouse is not be for screamy babies play if is be screamy. Mini-Mouse is be for leave. If babies is be for quiet no-fight, is be for friend. If is be screamy, big whers is be for stomp. Mini-Mouse is be call, is be stomp, babies is be learn, is be good.