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[From the room of one Garrett Hawke bursts a brown haired woman, door flying open as she stumbles to get herself out of the room. Her balance is thrown off, the sudden addition of wings on her back just as much of a surprise as the state of her lover.

Waking up to a big, hairy, dog-like creature draped around her had been something of a surprise. From the room she's just left comes a muffled roar, the sound of a wookie. Back against the wall as much as her wings will allow, Vie opens her journal.]

Tell me I'm not the only one waking up differe--

[The sentence is cut short by another wookie call.]

Hawke, that had better be you.

[Vie's post ends there on account of the hairball is moving toward her.]

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[Hawke takes a few more steps towards them. In this situation Hawke really has no idea what to do but hope for the best. He's just glad that Carver isn't Thunderbutt as his mabari might have been a tad more aggressive in his reaction.

Finally Hawke holds his hand out and let's Carver sniff it.]

[Carver leans toward the offered hand, nose twitching and sniffing. He makes a sound, more inquisitive than scared and looks up to Vie.

She can't not laugh.]

Yes. That's... our Hawke.

[Her hold on the puppy loosens, willing to let him get closer to Hawke if he chooses to.]

[Hawke gently scratches the top of Carver's head with one of his fingers, being careful not to cut the pup with a claw.]

Hey there little guy.

[This time when he speaks it's no roar, but a softer, gentler noise. At least it doesn't scare Carver.]

[Vie looks from the puppy to the Wookie, taking in his new appearance. Reaching out, Vie puts a hand to the side of Hawke's face.]

I can't see how he was afraid. You and him are more alike than ever.

[She smiles, no malice to her words. Vie's just teasing.]

[At her touch his leans into her hand. He raises his eyebrow at but is clearly more amused than insulted.

Carver seems to have recognized as he's quite eager to have Hawke continue petting him.]

[Strange as it is to see him like this, he's still her Hawke. Vie drops her hand to scratch Carver on the top of the head and flexes her wings a little.]

Now that the pair of you are friends again, I think I might have to go try these out.

[Hawke continues petting and cooing at Carver, at least until he hears her mention her wings.

He shakes his head but there's clearly an amused glint in his eyes. If she's doing this then he's coming with her.]

[Vie arches an eyebrow, amused at his reaction.]

You didn't really think I wasn't going to, did you?

[Wings Hawke! WINGS!!]

[Alright no more charades. He's getting his journal again.]

Right, I don't know what I was thinking. Guess I'll bring a net to catch you in.

[He's not going to stop her from trying but he's not going to let her do it alone either.]

[Vie raises her eyebrows and puts her hands on her hips, mock pouting all the way.]

Such confidence in my ability to do this...

[He tries and fails to not look amused.]

I just like to prepare for the worst.

[Usually because that's what always happens.]

Would you rather I use Varric and Anders to soften your landing?

[She nudges his chest, smirking as she did so.]

I think you might be the cushier landing, to be honest.

You would know wouldn't you?

[Even in this strange new form there's no hiding how smug he is.]

[As she reads the words Vie cracks up laughing.]

Better than anyone else, I would hope.

You would hope.

[He pauses for a moment.]

And you'd be right.

[Oh he's sure he'll pay for that sometime down the road but just because he loves her doesn't make her immune to his teasing.]

[Vie takes his furry chin in her hand, eyes narrowing at what's been said. For all her trying to scowl at him, Vie still looks amused.]

Mmhm.

[She lets him go and moves to stand, stopping only to scratch Carver behind the ears.]

[He smiles innocently at her, or at least tries to with that furry face of his. Can you really be mad at that face Vie?]

Now don't be upset. Out of everyone that tried you're the one who won me.

You mashed a spider into my face, Garrett.

[It's his turn for a scratch behind the ears.]

How could I not fall for you after that?

There's advice for a man trying to get a woman. Don't get her a ring, just smash a spider into her face.

[Hawke leans into her touch. That should not feel as good as it does.]

Oh so you were trying to win me over...

[He's as bad as the dog.]

If I recall you weren't trying too hard to resist either.

[At least his leg isn't kicking.]

Blame the beard.

[For the moment at least.]

It always does help get me what I want.

[And then Vie stops with the scratching.]

Shame you don't have it now then, isn't it?

[Aw, and he was really enjoying it too.]

What are you talking about? It's taken up my face and my body.

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