[Post 'Trust'//ITP: Puppies]
Sep. 10th, 2012 01:33 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[1]
After the mission, a Clan Wolf dropship has docked with the Chalice, offloading a few more bits of cargo: some supplies, several Scientists (assigned to study the diverse new weapons of Terra) and on a kind of mobile play yard a few yards wide, several dire wolf pups, excitedly whimpering and sniffing about, trying to climb over the sides of the enclosure and get lost in all the new and interesting smells. Six months old, they're already bigger than most adult dogs and their paws are still massive, giving a clue to their eventual enormous size. And these are the runts of the litters, rejected by their mothers due to the stress of travelling aboard a warship.
[2]
While trying to work, eat, use the gym or do anything else that does not involve giving it his full and utmost attention, Resnick is constantly being nudged by a small, wet snout. Then a bark and a bowing motion that says LET'S PLAY.
He sighs. He can't snap at his clan's totem. "What do you want?"
[3]
And with his door carelessly left open that night, he can be heard snoring, blanket discarded and in his underclothes. This may all be due to the massive dire wolf pup that is now sleeping on him.
After the mission, a Clan Wolf dropship has docked with the Chalice, offloading a few more bits of cargo: some supplies, several Scientists (assigned to study the diverse new weapons of Terra) and on a kind of mobile play yard a few yards wide, several dire wolf pups, excitedly whimpering and sniffing about, trying to climb over the sides of the enclosure and get lost in all the new and interesting smells. Six months old, they're already bigger than most adult dogs and their paws are still massive, giving a clue to their eventual enormous size. And these are the runts of the litters, rejected by their mothers due to the stress of travelling aboard a warship.
[2]
While trying to work, eat, use the gym or do anything else that does not involve giving it his full and utmost attention, Resnick is constantly being nudged by a small, wet snout. Then a bark and a bowing motion that says LET'S PLAY.
He sighs. He can't snap at his clan's totem. "What do you want?"
[3]
And with his door carelessly left open that night, he can be heard snoring, blanket discarded and in his underclothes. This may all be due to the massive dire wolf pup that is now sleeping on him.