IT'S A BABY-BONANZA!

[paradisamods]

Good morning, residents! Did you sleep well? You're going to need all the energy you can muster because congratulations: You're parents! Again! The Paradisa Stork has paid some very lucky residents a visit last night, and even moved them to a more kid-friendly environment.

Some of you may already recognize your little bundle of joy and--my, how they've grown! Others will have to get acquainted with their little rugrats. You may not know them, but they certainly know you. By they way? They're bored. And hungry! And they want all the attention you could possibly give them.

It's going to be a long week.

(ooc: Use this as a catch-all post! This will be the only mass post for the Sunny Skies Retreat, so you may use it for any day that you'd like. Feel free to make your own posts and/or sections whenever you'd like!

SECTIONS: BEDROOMS | PLAY ROOM | PETTING ZOO | POOL | GARDENS | THE CASTLE)

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[the_marli_tharn]

[On the edge or the gardens and away from any areas of major foot traffic, Hyzenthlay lies in the sun watching a small litter of rabbits play and tussle in the grass. She's marvelling at them, not only because there were no precursors, no mating or gestation that usually accompanies kits, but that thy were hers. ]

[There was something right about this place if it allowed her to bear a litter.]

[wantsiceland]

[Shego's relaxing on one of the benches, her eyes closed; meanwhile, her four-year-old is wandering towards the rabbits, a hand outstretched]

[the_marli_tharn]

[Hyzenthlay alerts immediately, sitting up and targeting her ears at the child, but she doesn't move. The men here have so far been friendly, she's hoping that it speaks true of their kits as well.]

[Of her kittens, three of the smaller ones shy away from the child, a particularly furry one going so far as to hide behind its mother, but the biggest approaches and sniffs the outstretched hand.]

Careful, Thlayli.

[wantsiceland]

[the kid laughs, and pets the baby; Shego opens her eyes and glances over]

... What is it with this place and talking rabbits?

[the_marli_tharn]

[The little rabbit shakes his head, and a moment later Hyzenthlay is intervening when she sees her kit about to nip the child, cuffing the little bunny aside.]

I don't have an answer, I'm afraid.

[wantsiceland]

[the kid laughs again]

Here, bunny bunny...

[... disinterested, Shego leans back and closes her eyes again]

[the_marli_tharn]

[Hyzenthlay gives her biggest kit a look, and hops out of the way to let him move back towards the child. With any luck he'd gotten the lesson and would stop trying to bite people.]

[wantsiceland]

[Shego pipes up from her seat:]

If that kid ends up needing stitches I'm going to blame you.

[the_marli_tharn]

[Hyzenthlay pauses a moment and flicks her ear, she's not entirely sure what Shego means by stitches, but she doesn't like the tone. She starts to nudge and herd her kits back towards the forest.]

[wantsiceland]

Wait!

[the child's trying to follow them]

[encryptedlock]

[York's wandering around as his son Jack takes a nap and Laura and Carolina are off reading a book together. He'd taken a short nap, but Jack was still liable to sleep for a while, and he thought he'd look around a bit to see anything else for his kids to do later on.

...Bunnies. There are bunnies.]

Hey--Hyzenthlay, right? Are they yours?

[the_marli_tharn]

[She looks up and twitches her ears. She recognized this one.] Yes, they are. I suppose --

[A little confused where they came from, but they smell like hers, so.]

[encryptedlock]

They're really cute.

[He crouches down to offer out a hand, in case any of them want to sniff at him.]

I have a pair of kids of my own. I think the castle gives them to us, because we only see them about once a year. But they're really here, and nobody's really sure why.

[the_marli_tharn]

[The biggest of the litter is the least fearful to come right up and sniff, two others seem hesitant, and a third (particularly fluffy) seeks sanctuary behind his mother's rump. She curls around and nudges him forward.]

It is a very strange place here, but I'm happy for this opportunity. Efrafa was too crowded for most of the mothers to bear litters.

[encryptedlock]

[If the big one will let him, York will very gently pet him and scratch right around the ears.]

And here we have tons of space, so.

[He grins.]

Do they have names?

[the_marli_tharn]

[He does, although after a moment he shifts his head to nip York playfully on the finger. Hyzenthlay hops forward and cuffs him lightly, don't bite friends, and then names off her litter;]

The big one is Thlayli, and these two are Hazel and Thrayonlosa, and this guy,

[Nudging the fuzzy one out from behind her, again.] This one is Zornrah. I was hoping the name would help his timidity, but I don't think it is doing much in that regard.

[encryptedlock]

[Well, that's a mouthful. York shakes his bitten finger quickly, but he seems to be all right.]

Zornrah, huh? It's okay, little guy. I won't hurt you. What does your name mean?

[the_marli_tharn]

"Prince of destruction."

[Not a typical Lapine name by any means, but she'd been hoping it would empower him.]

[Hazel hops over to Thlayli and the two start chasing each other int he grass, curling around York's feet.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Finrod may be a little older, but he still has a tendency to run ahead of his mother. To his credit, though, when he sees the bunnies his immediate reaction is to flop down on the ground himself in order to watch. He knows enough to treat animals with respect.

So, yes. There is now a blue haired, pointy eared, four year old staring in awe at Hyzenthlay and her litter.]

[the_marli_tharn]

[Hyzenthlay is watching Finrod intently, as she does anyone she doesn't recognize (and to a point even those she does). The kits run and play and chase each other in the grass, a big one getting cuffed aside when he tries to dominate.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel catches up before too long and, realizing what is going on, gives a little nod to Hyzenthlay as she sits down beside Finrod, giving his little shoulder an affectionate squeeze.]

We meet again, friend. [A little smile] He will do no harm to them, I promise you.

[the_marli_tharn]

[Hyzenthlay relaxes, and goes about washing her ear.]

I wish I could say the same about mine; watch the big one, he bites.

[inafadingcrown]

Animals bite when they're scared. [Wise words from the kid. But it meets with a nod of approval from his mother.]

Do they have names?

[the_marli_tharn]

They do; Thlayli, Hazel, Thrayonlosa, and Zornrah. [She motions to the large one, the smaller male, the female, and lastly a very fluffy, very timid male hiding behind her.] And what is the name of your kit?

[inafadingcrown]

This is Finrod. [Her hand still remains on the small of his back, a protective and affectionate gesture.]

Hail and well met! [He's been well trained, obviously.]