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The morning dawns early for Hawke. It might also for certain people in Itinere as the communication device gets knocked over. And then turned on by a very inquisitive and large dog nose. The dog licks the screen, clearly pleased with himself for figuring out how to turn the thing on, and then glances up at the bed. Clearly there's someone in it, though it's hard to tell who from this angle.

The dog quietly steps forward and then--

POUNCE.

Hawke yelps as the mastiff-looking dog licks her like crazy. "Cailan, stop. You know you're not allowed on the--"

The sound of her mabari's name stops her cold. Finally managing to shove him off of her, she sits upright. The dog, happy now that his mistress is awake, leaps off the bed, barking and dancing around the room. He has clearly been pent up too much. But Hawke isn't focused on that. She's focused on the fact that her mabari is somehow... here.

"Cailan!" she finally calls, sliding out of bed so she can throw her arms around him. The dog finally stills long enough for that before wriggling out of her arms and flopping over to roll onto his back with his feet comically pawing the air. Hawke can't help but laugh. At least until one of his paws shoots the communicator at her.

"You came back and you let the entire world know? What a drama-monger you are. Someone might start thinking you're Orlesian."

The dog immediately stops rolling, ears back, and growls.

"Not me, of course. But someone might."

To which the dog whines in a "but whyyyy" tone. Hawke laughs and turns the device off.

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Later on, Hawke can be found playing in the snow with her mabari, looking actually happy for once. Likely happier than most people have seen her. They do a bit of hunting at some point, too, which is mostly just Hawke telling the dog to go fetch something yummy and waiting to see what happens. But they can be found around the city as Hawke introduces her fierce war hound to Itinere.

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[ This is Jill laughing because obviously Hawke doesn't know the camera's on. Plus, the dog is just cute. ]

Hawke! Hawke your camera's on. Who's dog is that?

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[ by the time she finds the device, hawke has given up on shame. ]

He's mine. My family's, but since I'm head of the house now, he's technically mine.

[ it's still so strange to hear that, given, well, everything. it's true, though. even with her cousin, it's just dear darling deadbeat uncle gamlen and he gave up his claim to the title and the estate years ago. literally. mother's dead. father's dead. bethany's dead. and carver's a grey warden. so that technically makes marian the head.

imagine it. a mage claiming to be nobility. she'd managed it somehow for six years and anyone who batted an eye didn't dare say anything.

pushing all of that to the side, she scratches the dog's ears. ]

This is Cailan, our family mabari. Be a good boy and say hello. [ the dog barks, wagging his tail fiercely, which just ends up wriggling his entire back end. hawke laughs. ] Good boy.

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Hi Cailan! [ She waves on the screen as if waving to the dog. ] He's cute! And big!

[ But she has to ask because she's always curious about all things Hawke and her world. ] What's a mabari though?

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[ hawke brings the device down so the dog can see. cailan tilts his head at it, whining as though to ask whaaat is thaaaat. and then he barks. as if to say hello. ]

Mabari are Ferelden war hounds. Doesn't he just look fierce? Who's the fiercest boy?

[ more barking. cailan either knows exactly what she's saying or is just that excitable. ]

Want to meet him?

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[ Okay so Hawke and Cailan are possibly the cutest together. Jill has never had a pet because there are times when she can hardly take care of herself, much less another living thing. But that doesn't mean she doesn't love animals. ]

He looks so fierce and yes I wanna meet him. Should I come over?

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[ that's it. that's her master plan. to make everyone love her dog. ]

I'll meet you outside the apartments. I need to get him out and get all of his energy out before he decides that the bed is appropriate for dogs.

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I'm on my way. Just have to bundle up.

[ Cause there's still snow and Jill doesn't have a fur coat to keep her warm. But she's quickly bundled, complete with snow boots and wool hat and gloves. She takes the stairs down instead of the elevator because sometimes that's quicker - also she might have a bit of claustrophobia so elevators just squick her out.

Outside, she's got her hands shoved into the pockets of her puffy, faux fur lined coat as she waits for Hawke. ]

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[ for once in her life, hawke is wearing something other than her armor. she's actually in normal clothes and all bundled up, too. the dog isn't, but he's more suited to the weather. she might be looking for a blanket for him anyway.

when she spots jill, she grins and gives one of the toys in her hand a toss in her friend's direction. cailan follows the trajectory, obviously waiting to see what happens. if jill catches it, cailan will start his butt-wiggling dance again, clearly wanting her to throw it for him. if she doesn't, he'll run up to grab it. either way, he wins and hawke gets entertainment. ]

I think he likes you.

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[ Jill is so pleased to see that Hawke is getting comfortable in her new clothes. She looks really good, from Jill's perspective. That's a fact.

Tossing Jill the toy would be a great plan if Jill were at all athletic, which she is not. So while she makes an attempt at lifting her hands to catch it, it basically hits her somewhere in the middle of the chest, she fumbles with it, then it falls in the snow. Never fear though, she leans over to pluck it up out of the snow just as Cailan gets there too. She comes back up triumphant and still smiling. ]

Got it! [ She waggles it in the air at the dog and then tosses it for him. ]

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[ There's an overly excitable red head on screen, all pale skin, freckles and smiles. ]

Holy feck! S'that a dog? He's a bloody beast, ain't he? Oh I wish I had a dog. What's his name again? Cailan? I want a Cailan to lick my face!

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I'll be taking him outside in a few hours. If you really want him to lick your face, I'm sure he'd be happy to.

[ no, really. the dog is ridiculous. ]

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[ Oh she seems absolutely delighted by that idea. ]

Really? You're sure he won't bite? Never been around many animals before here.

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Not unless you threaten him. [ and in that case, it'll be easy to see before that happens. ]

Come on down. I've got plenty of toys for him. You two can play outside in the snow.

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[ Dani visibly balks at that. ]

Oh I won't threaten him. He's no monster hurtin' people, right? Tell me where and I can be there in a blink! [ Literally. ]

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[ it had been a joke, but not everyone rolls with her jokes like jill and isabela. ]

Nope. He's just a dog. [ a wardog but it counts. ] Outside the Houndstooth.

[ that's the easiest for her and while it'll take her a bit to get there, she knows where it is. ]

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[ Oh man, Dani is horrible at social cues, mostly because she didn't interact with actual people until she was twelve years old. ]

I'm there!

[ No, really. She's there already. And when she finally sees a woman approaching with a very large dog, she literally blurs as she vibrates with excitement. ]

Holy feck! He's so cute! [ Yes, she just called that big dog cute. ]

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[ it's cool. it'll be like training merrill to understand her all over again. hawke can work with this.

though she is pretty impressed to see dani there already. cailan tilts his head and whines at dani's assertion that he's "cute." dog is not sure if want. hawke just laughs. ]

Please keep calling him that. He's used to ferocious beast. I don't think he knows what to do with 'cute.'

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Percy has been here for about a month now, but things never cease to get interest him. For starters, something new always seemed to pop up or be found on his little explorations when things got boring in his room or he needed to stretch his legs a bit. Case in point, the woman and her fierce looking dog was new. Percy could tell the dog was trained a little more than normal as most dogs he saw in New York city were tiny little snooty things.

This dog was much more impressive than those ones, though. "What kind of dog is that?" He choose to ask, curious, but stopping at a relative distance in case it wasn't the friendly sort.

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The dog is very excited to see Hawke and this new place and all of the people around. He barks a greeting as soon as Percy gets close enough, wagging his tail so fiercely that his entire back end wriggles. Hawke laughs.

"He's a mabari, a fierce war hound. Aren't you just the fiercest?"

The dog barks and bounces around a few times, clearly agreeing fully.

"You can come over, if you want. He only bites people with knives," she says with her usual dry humor. It's not just people with knives, but those are the people usually trying to kill her. Probably says something in Isabela's favor that he never tried to bite her.

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At the very moment the dog barks in greeting, wagging its tail rather fiercely, Percy wonders if that is what other people sometimes see his Hellhound Mrs. O'Leary to look like that while acting much the same under the Mist. To say the least, he finds himself growing amused and smiling fondly at the excitable dog.

"A mobari?" Did he hear/say that right? It's not a breed of dog he's ever heard of, neither by American or Greek or Roman standards, so he isn't too sure he did. But anyway, as actions speak louder than words to him, he steps closer to them seeing as how the dog seems more than friendly to approach.

"Sure. No knives here." He says on back. There was technically his pen sword, but he had no plan in using it unless they weren't as friendly as they seemed. He held his hand out like he would for some of the pegasi at Camp, letting the mobari sniff him to gain his trust before he would pet him. "Hey, boy. What's his name?"

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"Mabari, that's right." Hawke smirks at her dog's antics, watching as Cailan excitedly wags his back end. "Careful, boy. Don't wag your entire ass off."

She picked up Varric's terrible mouth, didn't she? Or did she always have it. Nah, she's blaming Varric. It's more fun that way.

"Mabari are Ferelden war hounds," she explains, figuring that this boy isn't used to Thedas anything. "This one's name is Cailan." Something occurs to her and she fishes out one of the toys she found at the foot of her bed this morning. "Here. You can play fetch with him. He's very good at running."

And it'll give him a chance to burn off a bunch of energy.

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She doesn't say he got the name of the breed wrong, so he assumes he had it right and nods brightly. "Awesome looking dog, if you ask me." He sais. Her comment about the dog shaking its rear end fall off making him grin.

He didn't mind the language, either. Compared to somethings he's heard before, the one word was quite light.

"Ferelden? Where is that?" It's no place he's heard of that's for sure. And despite his curiosity, he sounded very impressed by the rest of what she told him. After all, the dog must have been a special breed to be have war right in its name.

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"He is, isn't he?" she says proudly. The dog barks in agreement.

Oh boy. Another person who doesn't know about Thedas. Hawke pauses, tossing the toy in her hand to Cailan. "Take that to our new friend, Cailan," she tells him and the dog obediently turns right around and trots up to Percy. Dropping the toy at his feet, he wriggles a little more and whines, clearly saying he wants to play.

"It's a kingdom in Thedas. If you have to ask, I'll assume you're not from Thedas at all. No one else is." The Inquisitor had been, apparently, but she and Hawke just missed each other, so for as long as Hawke has been here, she's been the only Thedosian at all.

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He grins more at the awareness the dog shows for being able to understand they're talking about him. "Yeah."

There are a lot of places in the world he doesn't know. So, if she feels not up to explanation, he would understand. There's a high he wouldn't know where it is even if she explained. "A toy?" His brows raise up as he watches the dog bring him the toy in amusement. How friendly. Picking up the toy, he eyes it for a moment and teasingly looks down at the dog, saying, "You want this?" before throwing it far as he can for the dog to fetch.

He shakes his head in answer. He was right to think he wouldn't know where that already. Remembering the names of Kingdoms and stuff wasn't forte. Best he could recall was actually the United Kingdom, and he had a feeling that had nothing to do with this Thedas place. "You're right. I'm not from - where ever that is."

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Cailan barks at the question and then takes off after the toy, finding it and bringing it back. Of course this also means that he sprays a good deal of snow all around him as he goes, but clearly that's half the fun. Bringing it back, he drops it at Percy's feet, wriggling his tail and butt again.

"I think you've made a new friend," Hawke comments with amusement. "I should also see if I can find a map of Thedas. That will be better than trying to explain that I'm the odd one out as far as homelands go."