PUPPIES! ALIEN PUPPIES!

[birthmural]

The battle with the Ohm was over but for anyone in hydroponics, there was no peace and quiet. The caretakers of an animal rescue had forgotten a number of puppies when they left. Daimon and Billy had no choice but to bring them aboard. And so almost a dozen young, alien puppies of different breeds and possibly species, were rough housing each other in as noisy a manner as possible. One of the puppies in particular had taken a liking to the Son of Satan and was licking the only exposed part of his skin in its reach, his ankle. Daimon stared down at it, frowning.

"Shoo. Go play." He shook his foot. The dog made an odd squeaking sound, and paused to stare at him before going back to licking.

[[OOC: See post. Onlookers not interested in adoption are welcome.]]

Comments

[birthmural]

Don't worry Lash, it was inevitable. Your tough girl image is nothing compared to the tough boy image of the SON OF SATAN. Also your emo image. "I am not certain they are all the same species. In fact, I rather doubt it. Nonetheless, they do bear a resemblance to the dogs in my home world."

[thewunderkind]

"That one has ten legs," she said pointing to one of the green critters. "It looks like a terrible science experiment between a caterpillar and a dog." There was a very careful pause, as her mind tried to fight against it but the words flew out of her mouth anyway. "Can I pet it?"

[birthmural]

"Of course. You may even take it, if you are so inclined." Hint, hint. Nudge, nudge.