[ she is, for once, blissfully asleep, face pressed into the pillow, hair a waterfall across her face and fluttering with every breath, curled under a nest of blankets. her three raccoons are nowhere to be seen -- playing outside still, presumably -- but ziggy is curled up on the bed with her and doesn't even twitch at will's voice. the grey cat has known will longer after all.
what does acknowledge will's presence is the huge wall of fur that is laying down next to abigail's bed. the tibetan mastiff's giant head lifts when will speaks and he lets out a low "aroo?" as he lumbers to his feet, roughly the size of a mini pony. welcome home, will, you've been replaced with a furbeast. ]
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what does acknowledge will's presence is the huge wall of fur that is laying down next to abigail's bed. the tibetan mastiff's giant head lifts when will speaks and he lets out a low "aroo?" as he lumbers to his feet, roughly the size of a mini pony. welcome home, will, you've been replaced with a furbeast. ]