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[The bracelet begins recording small bare feet hurriedly pacing the halls of the house where the king of Camelot (not you, Uther) and his fellow Albionites reside. The feet hurry first to the bed of Morgana, and the boy peers over it as he has made a habit of doing since the lady has departed from the house. Finding it empty he hurries next to the door of the knight Lancelot and raises his hand to knock, but after a moment hesitates and instead bends down to try and see if there is light at the crack below the door or some semblance of the movement of feet. He cannot tell.

Lastly he finds himself before the door to Arthur and Merlin's room and for a long moment he stares at it, frowning, but alas he does not even kneel to check for the light or the movement of feet. The king of Camelot would not have time for such things.

Quietly he paces away and goes to sit outside on the step. Only then can it be seen that he holds a crude toy bird in each hand, messily stitched together by himself as his people had taught him.

Not knowing that he's been recorded, he decides to send a text]

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Does anyone wish to play?

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[Mordred's gives a little nod]

I can do that

Okay, then.

[She eyes him curiously - he looks around Kana's age, and has something of her quiet, solemn air. She hopes he hasn't earned it through pain like Kana did.]

Is there somewhere you want to meet? We've got puppies here, if you wanted to play with them... they're really energetic, and we're just starting to train them, so they can be unpredictable. They won't hurt you, though.

Puppies?

[He perks up at that]

May I pet them?

If you can get them to stay still. [Another small smile.] We're at Sigyn's paid housing, house 104, if you'd like to come over. It's just me here right now.

[Mordred gathers himself up and nods]

I shall come.

Okay. I'll be waiting here.

[Everyone's always telling her she needs to be more of a kid, right? Maybe this will be good for her.

She corrals Daichi and Coco into the downstairs bathroom for now, so that the poor guy won't be swamped with puppies the second he comes in, then sits by the window to watch for him. Just to make sure he doesn't get lost.]

[Throwing on his cloak and his new boots, Mordred makes his way as best he can with his limited knowledge of the city. But he has practiced, so at least he does not get lost, though with his short legs it still takes a bit of time for him to get to the right place.

When he finds what he believes to be the right how, he approaches shyly raising a hand to knock.]

[As soon as she hears the knock, she's up and at the door; she bows before letting him in, rising with a small smile.]

Hi. My name is Mako Nakarai, but you can call me Nakama. [Then she stands aside, giving him room to pass.] Please, come in.

I am Mordred [He offers a small nod in return before stepping inside]

Thank you for letting me come.

[He is sure to practice Lancelot's lesson on good manners]

It's nice to meet you. Do you want me to take your cloak and hang it up?

[So serious. Is this what she looked like to outsiders at that age, she wonders?]

[He shakes his head a little]

May I keep it?

[At New Camelot Lancelot and Morgana had frowned upon him wearing his cloak indoors, but honestly he much prefers it]

[Was his a gift, she wonders? She can remember how attached she was to the cloak Morgana gave her in those first early days, barely able to let it out of her sight.]

Sure you can, but the puppies might chew on it. Anything that moves in front of their faces is pretty much a toy to them.

[She leads him into the living room, waving a hand around at the various chairs and couches.] Go ahead and sit down wherever you want. Are you hungry or thirsty, or should I just bring them in?

[A gift perhaps, but not from the Lady Morgana]

Thank you... [He clamors onto a couch] I am not hungry.

Alright. Get ready, then.

[She goes and opens the bathroom door, and two puppies come barreling out rather indignantly. That's quickly forgotten when they smell the newcomer, though, and it doesn't take a second for them to climb onto the couch and start sniffing him all over.

Nakama runs back in soon after, looking horrified at the scene.]

Daichi! Coco! Be polite! [Okay, so she doesn't really know what commands they follow yet, or really how to deal with puppies at all.]

[Mordred's lips tug into a grin, small hands immediately set at the mission of trying to pet ears and tails and ducking to get out of the way of a wet nose dangerously close to his ear.]

[When she sees how happy he is, the tension melts away from her face and she smiles as well.]

They weren't much bigger than a grown-up's fist when we got them. We still had to feed them with our fingers, then bottles. [She moves closer, pointing to the larger puppy which keeps trying to snuffle Mordred's ear.] This is Daichi, and the small one is Coco.

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