“No,” I blurted, the automatic denial quick to roll off my tongue. With a scowl, I leaned away.
The grey-blue eyed male cocked his head as he eyed me.
Not liking that one bit, I pulled away as much as I could, leaning heavily against Kehlor. Kehlor’s hand came up and he placed it on my upper back. The gesture felt protective as much as it was comforting. His arm blocked the other male from trying to lean in towards me.
There was no judgement in the grey-blue eyed male’s look. He was merely curious, and maybe a bit confused.
“If Sunny is to be believed, I’m half alien bunny person, a Lepyr, part Lo denaii and part human,” I admitted. The second the words left my lips, I heard them and laughed at how silly that sounded.Hi, I’m Poo, the half alien bunny, part Lo denaii and human freak of nature. Nice to meet you.
I felt like poo after everything I’ve been through lately.
“I Celuk.” Celuk cradled the baby in one arm with ease so he could point to himself with his freed hand. Immediately after, his hand went right back to the baby.
“Do all Lo denaii-human babies look like her?” I asked.
“No.” Celuk shook his head. “She Lo denaii, hu-man, more.”
She was more? So then maybe they all weren’t so fuzzy wuzzy? “Are there any human-Lo denaii only people around here?” I asked hopefully. Maybe someone that could help corroborate Dad’s writings and Sunny’s crazy stories. “Wouldn’t, uh, happen to have any alien bunny people hopping near or far, would you? Heh… heh.”
“What budny peoples?” Odix asked in an overloud whisper.
“I don’t know, baby cakes. I came onto the scene after you,” the woman, their Jo, responded in kind with the same volume. Her lips twitched, telling me she knew what she was doing.
“You know they can hear you, right?” the dark haired woman beside Jo murmured softly. “If she’s part Lo denaii, her hearing might be as good as theirs.”
Was my hearing good? Or better than a human’s? I’d never considered that… Not that I’ve had a lot of time to consider much of any of this.
“Should I not be able to hear their overloud stage whispers?” I asked Kehlor quietly.
Kehlor shrugged his massive shoulders. “Kehlor hear the females just fine.”
Celuk grinned and leaned in to confide with a twinkle in his eyes, “They think they speak soft, think we not hear.”
“I told you we were too loud for them,” the petite blonde chirped in her squeaky voice.
“We’re a work in progress,” their Jo quipped, laughing the whole thing off. Glancing around, she asked, “Hey, where’s my Buu-berry delight?”
“Stop, help Boog. Bink have blowed out,” an insanely deep voice rumbled from the back of the pack.
“Oh! That’s my cue! I better see if they need any help!” a red headed woman, whose hair was the only thing I could make out of her, the attention drawing bundle of fluff in her arms aside, called out. “See ya later, guys and gals!”
“Later, bitchscuit!” their Jo called back.
“Bye, Mal!” the darker haired woman called out.
“Later alligator,” the blonde woman murmured softly.
One curious peek over in the direction of that insanely deep voice as the red haired woman took off, and my eyes bugged. Holy crap, that dude was a monster.
“You can have horns?” I blurted, gaping and trying desperately not to at the male.
“Lo denaii mix with others, yes,” Celuk answered softly.
“Man… I got the short stick all the way around,” I muttered.
Celuk’s lips ticked up into a small smile, as if pleased with my reaction. His eyes seemed to smile more than his mouth unless it had something to do with his mate or his babies.
“Horn head with what my Jo calls unitatos but they really kep-keps, kepkies, lives over there,” Rek gestured to some place beyond the forest behind him. “Him not friendly. Meanie head horn head. Only talks Celuk and sometimes Crazy Face but he mad at Crazy Face and they not friends no more.” His knowing nod induced eyerolls from his fellow furries. “No budnies peoples here.”
