||∆iden was in the kitchen, making food. You were curious about what she was eating, but for now you just layed there on the couch, watching her. When she was done, ∆iden sat next to you, silent as ever as she ate. Not even a bit of emotion on her face. You looked up at her, tail wagging slightly as you stared at her with those big puppy eyes. All ∆iden did was give you a scratch behind the ears, and that was enough for you to just jump into her lap.||

||∆iden looked down at you, staring at you with that blanked, shellshocked expression. She reached one hand and rubbed your back, feeling the soft fur between her fingers..She needed to go hunting later, maybe she could take you with her. She stood up, holding you in her arms, walking out the door and grabbing a giant hunting rifle before speaking.||

"Приходить." (Come.)