Tigger starts the drawing
                              Once they made it back to their rooms, Tigger walked over to the electronic view screen and looked down at the lovely blue and white world.  He could feel the agony Dan still felt over the loss of his first mate and it hurt.  He thought for a long time and finally decided on what he was going to do and went to where his art supplies were and pulled out one of his precious canvases.  It was actually a special cloth over a thin but sturdy backing.  He had only been able to bring a certain number along as well as certain art supplies.  Even with the supply ships what they could bring him was limited.  It had been a while since the last transport and he was running low.
                              Most of his art was done in an electronic format but he really loved putting paint or pencil to canvas and feeling the textures of the cloth and the thickness of the paint as it was applied.  In this case, he decided to do a colored pencil design.  First, he did a light sketch of what he wanted.  Every few strokes of the soft carbon pencil he would close his eyes and try and capture that image again and do several more.  It was an errant memory Dan had sent about Leah.  She was standing at the sink doing dishes while humming to herself.  She had paused for a moment and looked out the window and the sun had hit her just right and she almost seemed to glow.  Her hair was a bit messy and there was a little streak of flour on one cheek but she was beautiful.
                              Oreo recognized the look on her mate's face and smiled.  She was surprised that he had pulled out one of his precious canvas's and wondered what he was going to be doing with it.  She sighed as she walked over and gave him a light peck, "Try not to stay up until tomorrow night love."  Now that was a silly thing to say, when he got in one of 'those' moods god only knew when he would be done.  This she had a feeling was a side effect of what Dan had shown him and he was going to be up for a while.  Before she went to bed she made a pot of chava and set it and what he liked in it on the table next to him and headed for bed.
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                              Dan talks to Tigger invited to dinner
                              When she finally arose the next morning, she walked out and shook her head since her mate was in the same spot as he had been last night.  Much of the canvas had been sketched in and he was starting to adding color to it.  When she glanced over his shoulder she frowned slightly since it was obviously a human and female at that, "Who are you painting love?"  She asked as she gathered up the pot from the night before and tossed everything into the recycler before calling up another pot and some food for the two of them.  His was more of a nibble material that would survive sitting out.  Hers was a regular meal.
                              "Dan's first mate.  He doesn't have any pictures of her since photography had just been started.  It is one thing he has always regretted not doing.  They had been intending to get a picture once she had delivered."  His voice was vague as he was talking.  If he had really thought about it just how much information had been transferred in that brief few moments would have surprised him.
                              Oreo carried everything over to the table and touched his shoulder to get his attention.  Once he moved back a bit she pulled him into her arms and leaned against him, "And you wonder why I love you.  You are such a silly cat.  I love you for reasons like this.  You didn't even think about how your supply of canvases is running low as well as your other supplies and you just started creating for someone you barely know."  She gave him a very loving kiss and nipped at his lower lip, "I have to go to work.  I will see you this evening."
                              Tigger returned the kiss and nuzzled her neck for a moment before turning back to the drawing he was doing.  As he was looking at it he picked up one of the nibbles and started chomping on it.  After some more consideration, he decided her hair needed just a few highlights for depth.  He started working again.
                                      
                                   
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Dan and the Neko's
FantasyAs I have mentioned a number of times I have both roleplayed and written a number of stories about Dan. In this case this is a story which was the root of the Dog Got Your Tongue. This has nothing to do with either Silver Moon or WOR. It is somet...
 
                                               
                                                  