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[brother_moon]

*Moony heads home confidently. Luckily the portal he and Sirius have established takes them directly into the house, because Moony does not currently have opposable thumbs.*

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[ossicaelator]

Trixie does have thumbs, but doesn't know where she's going. Sleepy little kit.

[brother_moon]

*The living room, where they arrive, is simply and comfortably furnished, and smells of magic. There is a fireplace, but no fire burning at present. Moony circles the place with a proprietary air and settles on the hearth rug.*

[ossicaelator]

Trixie finds another rug that doesn't smell like it belongs to someone. She wuffles and settles, slowly slipping from a half-and-half-were-form to a more hyena-like shape.

[brother_moon]

*Moony will probably go out and play or hunt with Padfoot later, but for now he sits where he is, regally surveying his domain.*

[ossicaelator]

Trixie blinks awake. Where is she? What happened? She pulls her knees up to her chest and edges towards a couch, she'll feel safer when he back is against something sturdy.

[brother_moon]

Remus emerges from the bedroom where he has just safely ensconced Sirius, who seems to have taken the previous night's events even harder than he. He pauses upon seeing her awake, but manages a mild, friendly look. "Er...good morning. Or...I suppose it's afternoon by now. Tea?"

[ossicaelator]

Trixie is a little wide-eyed and jittery, "Yes sir, yes please. Or if you'd rather, I can just go."

[brother_moon]

He blinks. "You...can call me Remus. I...actually, I'm afraid I didn't catch your name at all, either. Do you prefer Earl Grey, chamomile, or Irish Breakfast?"

[einie_the_dog]

*a note settles itself onto a table and waits to be picked up*

Are you done being evil yet?
-Einie

*oddly, the note is hand-written, and looks like the writing of someone who's just learning how to write- shaky and rather hard to read*

[brother_moon]

Remus reads the note, sighs, and sticks it to the fridge with a magnet. He'll write back as soon as he's done getting his own bearings.

[einie_the_dog]

*Einie will be very happy when he gets an answer, because he's a little afraid to approach anyone right now (excepting Rosie). He's had enough of being threatened with sharp, pointy objects, thank-you-very-much*

[brother_moon]

Remus would never threaten Einie with sharp pointy objects. He probably wouldn't even threaten him with large, blunt objects.