Bergamot
Kane---------Rosie---------Peaches
Bergamot couldn't decide if Kane was conspicuous or inconspicuous. Everyone knew that some Lucain had human forms, right? So an ordinary Lucain with several very human-looking people could very well be a family. Still, Kane was... <i>Kane.</i> He was a chubby, middle-aged Lucain with thinning fur and the scent of candy everywhere about them. He walked beside Bergamot proudly, while his daughter and grandson--dressed in human forms like Bergamot himself--walked behind him.
"So!" Kane's voice was a wink. "This friend o' yours... She
purty? Eh? Eh? Nice voice, maybe?"
"Grampaw..." Bergamot rolled his eyes. "I'm nervous enough as it is! Cut it out!"
"Aww, just joshin' ya, kiddo. Ya know Ah cain't wait ter meet yer friend! She sounds nicer 'n' Nabias in spring!"
"Paw's right!" Rosie added. "Ya know we're all just itchin' ter meet her!"
"What's she look like, anyway?" Peaches asked.
"Well, she's... you know... Well... I do suppose... Ah, good-looking, I think."
"You 'think?'" Peaches chuckled. "Yeah, you've got it pretty bad, I'd say."
"
Dad!"
"Oh, quiet. C'mon. Let's go find your friend."
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