2026-07-27 13:01 UTC
Tara and Freydis went shopping. In the afternoon, a cart pulled up in front of the bakery. Soon the boardwalk was full of newly-purchased furniture.
"Ahn and Karoln's son Clover can help carry this stuff upstairs," said Freydis.
"They have a son?" Tara asked.
A tall, muscular, black-furred wolfkin boy appeared. He grinned. "Mom said you needed help?"
Tara stared at the boy, then back at Freydis. She asked, "Are all fantasy families like this?"
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@vanellopemint@mastodon.art 2026-07-28 13:16
"Clover," said Freydis, "this is Tara. Tara, this is Clover. He's adopted, in case you couldn't tell." She grinned. "My mother and Clover's real mother died in the same disaster. We've been friends since we were in diapers." The wolfkin boy rolled his eyes. Tara stared. "You're... tall," she said. "And muscular!" The boy flexed. "All the better to help move furniture!" he grinned. "Yes!" said Tara. "We can use you're hot!" Her eyes widened. "I mean... we can use your help!" #microfiction