[Gef II waits until Alucard goes back to his human-sized nest to sleep, then nibbles on some apple peels left over from the tart. He entertains himself batting around a cinnamon stick along the floor until the (proverbial) knock comes.
Alucard fails to rouse for the visiting dog, so Gef II heads up the welcoming committee. Sensing his master, he scratches back at the door. The dog gives him an encouraging bark, and Gef II scales the door, beginning to fiddle with the latch.
Sure, it's going to take a while, but they've got nothing but time. In the meanwhile, Hector treats the domain to the song of his people, barks and whines and chuffs and any other noise his newly-canine throat can make.]
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Alucard fails to rouse for the visiting dog, so Gef II heads up the welcoming committee. Sensing his master, he scratches back at the door. The dog gives him an encouraging bark, and Gef II scales the door, beginning to fiddle with the latch.
Sure, it's going to take a while, but they've got nothing but time. In the meanwhile, Hector treats the domain to the song of his people, barks and whines and chuffs and any other noise his newly-canine throat can make.]