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Ya’greers were very intelligent anih they couldn’t talk, they could have a level of understanding equivalent to a twelve-year old child Bard knew his pet would coirl in his arms when he emphasized that she was now part of their family unit

Why in the Seven Hells are youto be here long enough to take that damn translation pill and then it’s back to the Med Center and theood? a little voice demanded inside his head

Bard didn’t have an answer for that He just kneas ihtened or traumatized than she already had been

“All right now,” he said to Tiny “I’ to sit down and I want you to lay at my feet so she can look at you Don’t sniff her until I say so—she htened of your size”

The Ya’greer nodded his long, shaggy head once—he looked a little like a very large, long-haired ith a navy-blue coat that shaded to silver at the ears and paws He went to lie obediently beside the large loveseat in front of the fireplace Putting his head on his paws, he looked up and whined softly, letting Bard know he understood and would obey

“Good boy,” Bard told him Carefully, he carried Makenna over to the couch and sat doith her still in his lap She was still treer ju his deep, rouf, rouf, rouf sound, she raised her head from Bard’s chest and looked carefully around

“There you go, baby girl You see, it’s all right,” Bard said encouragingly “Look now, Tiny has proood He won’t hurt you—he was just excited to see me come home”

He nodded down at the huge, shaggy Ya’greer, as doing his level best to make hiirl, his eyes hopeful, and whined very softly deep in his throat

“Oh!” Makenna said and then let out a streaain as she looked down at the Ya’greer

Bard couldn’t help being frustrated that he still hadn’t picked up a bit of what she was saying Kindred were generally naturally talented at learning new languages—it was part of their DNA—and he was no exception But he’d been hearing her native tongue for over an hour noith no clue as to what any of it meant

Still, he hadn’t exactly had tih, he would get her to take the translation pill But for now, they would have to make do until he could earn her trust

“He’s a Ya’greer,” he said, pointing at Tiny “His name is Tiny”

Makenna looked at hiain about the bruise on her high cheekbone He wished he could heal it for her, the way a Blood Kindred could have But Beast Kindred like hi essence like Blood Kindred did