Redhawk Caldera lazy afternoons

yes, that's fine :)

When Uncle P came closer, a black moving splotch blocked what little Eljay could see through his contently narrowed eyes. He opened them then and Eljay smiled, tail swatting at the ground lightly. "Hi Uncle P," he said softly. "How's the kids?" He wasn't yet aware that 'the kids' was exactly what Uncle P wanted to talk about with him.

Eljay looked at the rabbit and crawled forward a bit to lick Uncle P's chin respectfully. When Uncle P spoke though, he got an ominous feeling in his gut. He didn't like it when others said 'can I talk to you for a minute', because usually it was something distressing that was the subject. "Uhm, okay," he said and he shifted his weight from one side to the other, then hauled himself up into a seated position. He was yet unaware of mommy's awake presence inside of the den, presuming everyone to be asleep.