The Hidden Door-A Role Play (AKA The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop II)

[Amer]

When Taquikkar abandoned him in a sudden rush for the ever-closed door back into Kevin's room, Ciro figured it was past time to drag himself out of his lazing funk on the deck and worked on gathering his splayed limbs into a decent sitting position. But as he was mussing his wild hair as flat as it would tolerate, Taquikkar launched a rapid-fire barrage of barking, letting it be known that she was going to tolerate being out here for not a second longer.
And direwolf barks weren't exactly birdsong.
"Aye, I'm coming, Ta," Ciro quickly assured her, having to shout at the top of his lungs to even hope of being heard through the din.
What she wanted, he couldn't pretend to know. But when Taquikkar wanted something, you made sure she got it.
He pulled himself up to his full height, but shuffled over to the door not unlike an earthbound rodent.
When he performed the great service of turning the doorknob, Taquikkar shoved her own way through, ricocheting the poor door just short of catastrophic collusion with its adjoining wall, and bulleted right to the opposite, open door that would reunite them with the rest of this haphazard society.
Yet she waited.
Because Ciro was completely captivated by the beckoning bathroom.
He looked from direwolf to direly needed shower.
Wolf.
Shower.
Wolf?
Shower.
When Taquikkar realized she'd lost the primaries, caucuses, electorals, and final election all in one cataclysmic swoop, she barreled out into the hall, took the stairs ten at a time, and careened into the room of the sublime smell.
It was something new, but also not; like something that she'd been treated to before, but not exactly it; definitely not meat, no, this was all the better for its rarity- but, whatever it technically was, it promised the best of both her worlds. To put it simply, an unbridled thirst for its consumption had been established in her the moment they'd started cooking it.
Within five seconds, she'd completely zoned in on the fountaining source of it: the pinnacle of angled stone rising from the floor.

And as for the innocent hordes massed around it? No problem.

“Wolfy!” Noah exclaimed. Despite being growled at, despite Ciro’s warnings to stay away from this deadly creature, despite Ciro’s desperate heroics to remove Noah from situations involving this creature, despite its capability to kill him, Noah still acted like Taquikkar was a puppy that Noah could fawn over.
He tossed a pancake at Taquikkar’s feet. “Have some food, Wolfy.” He liked to call her Wolfy because it sounded childish and it wasn’t her name. He liked to sound like he was oblivious to the dangers she posed, even though this wasn’t totally true.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

When Taquikkar abandoned him in a sudden rush for the ever-closed door back into Kevin's room, Ciro figured it was past time to drag himself out of his lazing funk on the deck and worked on gathering his splayed limbs into a decent sitting position. But as he was mussing his wild hair as flat as it would tolerate, Taquikkar launched a rapid-fire barrage of barking, letting it be known that she was going to tolerate being out here for not a second longer.
And direwolf barks weren't exactly birdsong.
"Aye, I'm coming, Ta," Ciro quickly assured her, having to shout at the top of his lungs to even hope of being heard through the din.
What she wanted, he couldn't pretend to know. But when Taquikkar wanted something, you made sure she got it.
He pulled himself up to his full height, but shuffled over to the door not unlike an earthbound rodent.
When he performed the great service of turning the doorknob, Taquikkar shoved her own way through, ricocheting the poor door just short of catastrophic collusion with its adjoining wall, and bulleted right to the opposite, open door that would reunite them with the rest of this haphazard society.
Yet she waited.
Because Ciro was completely captivated by the beckoning bathroom.
He looked from direwolf to direly needed shower.
Wolf.
Shower.
Wolf?
Shower.
When Taquikkar realized she'd lost the primaries, caucuses, electorals, and final election all in one cataclysmic swoop, she barreled out into the hall, took the stairs ten at a time, and careened into the room of the sublime smell.
It was something new, but also not; like something that she'd been treated to before, but not exactly it; definitely not meat, no, this was all the better for its rarity- but, whatever it technically was, it promised the best of both her worlds. To put it simply, an unbridled thirst for its consumption had been established in her the moment they'd started cooking it.
Within five seconds, she'd completely zoned in on the fountaining source of it: the pinnacle of angled stone rising from the floor.

And as for the innocent hordes massed around it? No problem.

“Wolfy!” Noah exclaimed. Despite being growled at, despite Ciro’s warnings to stay away from this deadly creature, despite Ciro’s desperate heroics to remove Noah from situations involving this creature, despite its capability to kill him, Noah still acted like Taquikkar was a puppy that Noah could fawn over.
He tossed a pancake at Taquikkar’s feet. “Have some food, Wolfy.” He liked to call her Wolfy because it sounded childish and it wasn’t her name. He liked to sound like he was oblivious to the dangers she posed, even though this wasn’t totally true.

Unlike Blair who quickly put herself between the direwolf and Noah, Aella tossed Taquikkar another pancake. Sure, she had earned her fair share of nips from the wolf before she gained her trust, but she didn't think Taquikkar would kill Noah, unlike Ciro's worries. Then again, it was after all a wild animal, but Aella trusted her.
"You probably shouldn't feed it chocolate," Blair muttered, pulling Kit away from the wolf.
Aell scoffed, hopping down from her stool to give the wolf a quick pet. "First of it, it's a she, and she has a name, Taquikkar, so please refrain from treating her like she doesn't. Second of all, she's a direwolf, not a little rat dog. I'm pretty sure she's fine."

 

[HeavensHens88]

“Wolfy!” Noah exclaimed. Despite being growled at, despite Ciro’s warnings to stay away from this deadly creature, despite Ciro’s desperate heroics to remove Noah from situations involving this creature, despite its capability to kill him, Noah still acted like Taquikkar was a puppy that Noah could fawn over.
He tossed a pancake at Taquikkar’s feet. “Have some food, Wolfy.” He liked to call her Wolfy because it sounded childish and it wasn’t her name. He liked to sound like he was oblivious to the dangers she posed, even though this wasn’t totally true.

Unlike Blair who quickly put herself between the direwolf and Noah, Aella tossed Taquikkar another pancake. Sure, she had earned her fair share of nips from the wolf before she gained her trust, but she didn't think Taquikkar would kill Noah, unlike Ciro's worries. Then again, it was after all a wild animal, but Aella trusted her.
"You probably shouldn't feed it chocolate," Blair muttered, pulling Kit away from the wolf.
Aell scoffed, hopping down from her stool to give the wolf a quick pet. "First of it, it's a she, and she has a name, Taquikkar, so please refrain from treating her like she doesn't. Second of all, she's a direwolf, not a little rat dog. I'm pretty sure she's fine."

Taquikkar made both diminutive patties of dough disappear without fanfare nor reservation.
Pancakes were nothing short of what she'd been anticipating.
And, since Noah had been kind enough to whet her appetite first, he'd just made himself her go-to for complete satiation.
Salivating, she scrambled right around Blair to get to the island and plopped her open muzzle down next to Noah on the tabletop, not having to elevate herself in the slightest to attain that height. Her paws kept on flailing and slipping in place on the floor, as if she expected to plow right through the solid table to collect the rest of what had just been offered to her.
Begging was definitely something Ciro had neglected to address in her training.

 

[Amer]

Taquikkar made both diminutive patties of dough disappear without fanfare nor reservation.
Pancakes were nothing short of what she'd been anticipating.
And, since Noah had been kind enough to whet her appetite first, he'd just made himself her go-to for complete satiation.
Salivating, she scrambled right around Blair to get to the island and plopped her open muzzle down next to Noah on the tabletop, not having to elevate herself in the slightest to attain that height. Her paws kept on flailing and slipping in place on the floor, as if she expected to plow right through the solid table to collect the rest of what had just been offered to her.
Begging was definitely something Ciro had neglected to address in her training.

Noah giggled and shoved a couple more pancakes in her enormous jaws, oblivious to the fact that he was feeding her what was essentially sweet poison for a dog. She did have a few pounds on most dogs, but still.
“Noah, stop that!” Cam said, grabbing Noah by the shoulders and pulling him out of the dangerous situation. “That’s a direwolf, not a puppy! Don’t feed her pancakes!” Noah pouted and stared back at Ta’s beggy face.
“But she loves me!”

 

[HeavensHens88]

Noah giggled and shoved a couple more pancakes in her enormous jaws, oblivious to the fact that he was feeding her what was essentially sweet poison for a dog. She did have a few pounds on most dogs, but still.
“Noah, stop that!” Cam said, grabbing Noah by the shoulders and pulling him out of the dangerous situation. “That’s a direwolf, not a puppy! Don’t feed her pancakes!” Noah pouted and stared back at Ta’s beggy face.
“But she loves me!”

Taquikkar, not oblivious to the fact that her prime pancake source had just been removed from play, whined pathetically to express both her due mutual love and dietary need equally... more or less.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Taquikkar made both diminutive patties of dough disappear without fanfare nor reservation.
Pancakes were nothing short of what she'd been anticipating.
And, since Noah had been kind enough to whet her appetite first, he'd just made himself her go-to for complete satiation.
Salivating, she scrambled right around Blair to get to the island and plopped her open muzzle down next to Noah on the tabletop, not having to elevate herself in the slightest to attain that height. Her paws kept on flailing and slipping in place on the floor, as if she expected to plow right through the solid table to collect the rest of what had just been offered to her.
Begging was definitely something Ciro had neglected to address in her training.

Noah giggled and shoved a couple more pancakes in her enormous jaws, oblivious to the fact that he was feeding her what was essentially sweet poison for a dog. She did have a few pounds on most dogs, but still.
“Noah, stop that!” Cam said, grabbing Noah by the shoulders and pulling him out of the dangerous situation. “That’s a direwolf, not a puppy! Don’t feed her pancakes!” Noah pouted and stared back at Ta’s beggy face.
“But she loves me!”

Taquikkar, not oblivious to the fact that her prime pancake source had just been removed from play, whined pathetically to express both her due mutual love and dietary need equally... more or less.

"She's harmless, Cam." Aella muttered, handing Ta another pancake, her gaze drifting to Blair when the wolf-girl sighed heavily.
"You do realize you're talking about a direwolf, right?" Blair didn't attempt to move the direwolf, not wanting to get bitten. "She's definitely dangerous, and you are also going to kill her by feeding her that."
Aella rocked back on her heels, frowning. "Well she has to eat something. I dont think Kevin would like it if she ate his chickens. It can't be that bad for her." She proceeded to continuing petting Ta, ignoring Blair's exasperated explanation as to why dogs and apparently wolves couldn't eat chocolate.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Aria fought a scream, ever since what happened with the wolf pack in Borealis she had been trying to avoid the topic of wolves. Even though she was healed now she was still terrified of what it could do to her. She looked across at Kylan to see his reaction, why would you bring a wolf here? She thought shaking her head.

 

[HeavensHens88]

"She's harmless, Cam." Aella muttered, handing Ta another pancake, her gaze drifting to Blair when the wolf-girl sighed heavily.
"You do realize you're talking about a direwolf, right?" Blair didn't attempt to move the direwolf, not wanting to get bitten. "She's definitely dangerous, and you are also going to kill her by feeding her that."
Aella rocked back on her heels, frowning. "Well she has to eat something. I dont think Kevin would like it if she ate his chickens. It can't be that bad for her." She proceeded to continuing petting Ta, ignoring Blair's exasperated explanation as to why dogs and apparently wolves couldn't eat chocolate.

Taquikkar graciously accepted Aella's pancake as alternative payment in light of Noah's forcibly ceased production. But when she tuned into the waves of mistrust Blair was hurling at her, she haughtily stepped away from the table despite not being anywhere near full.
The werewolf had never seemed tolerant of Taquikkar's presence. Before her pack had launched their attack on this band of wayward misfits, the only exposure she'd had to humanoids was through their tenuous alliances with Borealan werewolves. A temperamental bunch, sure, but they typically were decently companionable when they weren't initiating hot disputes over questionable kills. This one, however, Taquikkar had yet to figure out.

 

[Rose Quartz]

Juliana paled at the wolfs sudden entrance, shrinking back into her chair. She had yet to attempt to get any food, stubbornly not wanting to admit that she was hungry. Her eyes fell to the sheathed sword laying on the floor next to the couch. She bit her lip trying to decide if she should take it. It would be good to have something to protect herself, but it wasn't small enough to hide. Every one would know she'd taken it, and then they would gang up on her all at once. That might be more dangerous than going up against the giant wolf with out a weapon, it was after all mostly blind.

 

[Rose Quartz]

Kipp half choked on his mouthful of pancake as the giant wolf bounded down the stairs and into the room. He slid the tray full of pancakes further from Taquikkar's side of the table. Shooting Noah and Aella a glare, and shaking his head. If no other human was going to eat the 40 or so pancakes that were left he would. He didn't want them wasting them on a dog. Besides, dogs weren't allowed chocolate.