Timestamp: 88th of Fall, 511 AV Bijou was headed for the nursery today. She usually avoided that room but since it was a day off and she couldn’t find someone will to escort her into town she had nowhere else to go. The biggest reason Bijou disliked the nursery is it was only cubs that didn’t have bond mates. It wasn’t intentional but it just happened that bonded cubs spent their days off with their bond mates and not stuffed into a nursery. It was like a giant reminder of which cubs got skipped over for getting the best toy in the world, but it would be ok someday Bijou would get hers. While Bijou did have the option of spending the day training or sleeping in her room she had an ulterior motive for visiting the nursery. There’d been a rumor going through the cubs about a new caretaker and Bijou wanted to see for herself. On all four paws the cub trotted into the spacious nursery. Around the room she caught glimpses of cubs. Some of the bears were from the year before her, this winter they’d be considered adults and would get to officially start their Icewatch duties, Bijou still had a whole year before she could. Some of the bears were playing mancub games in human form, most of them were even dressed which meant they had intended to come as they were. Another mound of wriggling white fur was at least 3 cubs wrestling but there could be more. A few cubs just lounged around with small crafts holding their attentions. Bijou pad around the outskirts of the room, she was trying to catch the scent of the adults. She didn’t often to look at faces so attempt to spot the new caretaker by face seemed like a poor choice. After combing through several scents and some rather unpleasant bear odors Bijou caught a whiff of something foreign. Not a bear and he didn’t even smell like a Vantha, was it a he? The odor had a soft edge to it, like the perfumed soaps women would sometimes use. Of course no one would ever dare try to use perfumed soap on Bijou, they were lucky to force her into a bath at all. Regardless this scent trail was definitely the new comer. Placing her nose as close to the trail as she could Bijou followed the owner’s path around the room, first through the mass of tumbling cubs where Bijou admits a few nips might have been given. Next she followed the trail towards the lounging cubs and their projects and even the kelvics playing their mancub games. If Bijou had been using her eyes as well as her nose she would have realized she’d actually been following only a pace or two behind the new caretaker for at least a couple of chimes. Instead she just waddled onward, jingling every step thanks to her little bell. When the new caretaker stopped Bijou of course didn’t notice and barreled right into the poor nicely smelling fellow. Bijou let out a bear cry of surprise and jumped back a pace to take a look at the origin of the scent trail. Her landing caused her bell to make a harsh clang and then slowly fall silent while the bear stood frozen. It was a male, she’d been right. He was different though, so very different from the Vanthas. He looked gentle to the little bear, but that could have been skewed Bijou could see tenderness in two thousand pounds of furry white muscle. What really struck her was his hair and eyes. He had blonde hair like Jaiun bear but his eyes were something else entirely. Looking at him directly with near black eyes Bijou couldn’t help but wonder how someone could get two different colored eyes. Vantha’s eyes changed but she’d never seen them change independently of each other. To break her awkward one-sided staring match Bijou let out a little greeting growl and watched the new caretaker expectantly. |