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 Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 10:40 pm
 The Dovahkin Residence
A little townhouse within the city of Elderahn, affordable and just big enough for a parent and his child. It's a bit cramped and a lot like its neighbors but is home sweet home to Kalderon and Barnaby Dovahkin. Cramped is just cozy. A lot like its neighbors is just familiar. Bedrooms and the secondary bathroom are upstairs. Kitchen, dining room, living room, and main bathroom, which also functions as a laundry room, are all downstairs. The plants that decorate the front of the home are tended to daily by Bunny, and Kalderon tries his best to keep up with the housework, but that's hard to do with a seven year old child and a full time job, so there's a general sense of livable mess whenever someone visits. A few toys scattered here and there that Bunny hadn't cleaned up yet, some grease spots in the kitchen, and pretty much somewhere in the house hasn't been dusted yet. Bunny and Kalderon have their own rooms now that Bunny is a big boy now.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 10:53 pm
 After the party, Bunny almost promptly started feeling sleepy, and who knows what happened to the sentient pie he had maybe securely tied with the chain? Apparently not because when Kalderon would look back to check on Bunny's new "pet," he would find that Bunny was just dragging back an empty chain.
Anyways, it was clearly bedtime for Bunny regardless of how much he insisted on going trick-or-treating, so to home he and Kalderon went. To home and to bed. Bunny was tucked in until he would rise and shine the next morning.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2017 4:31 pm
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The night had gone by quickly. The morning sun's ray's illuminated the room in which Kalderon resided. The light peaked, brightly shining through the Half-Dragon's lids waking him from his slumber. Awake with a yawn Kalderon rose from his bed, joints cracking back to life. Honestly he felt like he could plop back down and sleep for another couple of hours but as a working adult he was trained not to give in to those urges. So awake he was. No longer stiff Kalderon rose once more exiting his bed, with a wonky walk he'd stumble his sleepy self to the washroom where he would splash some cold water on his face. It was refreshing and certainly woke him. Quickly taking care of the usual morning routine Kalderon would exit from his own room darting straight for his sons. With a soft couple of knocks he'd open the door and see if little Barnaby was awake. If not Kalderon would saunter over giving the small child a couple of soft nudges in order to get his attention, but if the child was already awake he'd offer to walk the child around so Barnaby could do his own morning routine before the duo would exit to the kitchen where Kalderon would prepare breakfast. Kalderon wasn't the greatest cook but he could make simple dishes, everything passed as edible for the most part. "When you finish eating we could take a trip to the park if you'd like."
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Posted: Fri Nov 03, 2017 11:21 pm
Bunny was anything but an adult. The knocking didn't awaken him, and he would need his father to nudge him awake several times, separately, as he awakened, sat up, and then plopped back into bed to try and sleep some more. Eventually, though, the paternal persistence proved victorious as Bunny was finally awakened for good and led through his morning routine, which mimicked the pattern his father had gone through earlier.
Apparently, Bunny was not a morning person, not today at least, because he took the opportunity to fall back asleep when his father was busy making breakfast. Still, though, his tail perked up a bit when his father asked about the park. An almost indecipherable, "Yah!" that was meant to be positive assent was used to answer the question, as Bunny lifted his head back up and tried to really wake up. A day off with his father to play? That was too rare to pass up! Insert yawn.
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