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Summary of Events:
Thérèse thought about how good it felt to have forgiven Le Démon. Le Démon fruitlessly searched for any clues as to what his name was. Thérèse went to build up the fire because it'd gone out and made her cold, but she accidentally stepped on Le Démon's tail and he did it for her. Le Démon, returning from more fruitless searching, was presented with a bath, and unwillingly bathed after soggy persuasion. After he'd dried off Thérèse decided to see if he'd let her use him as a pillow while she read, and she was pleased to find he did. Le Démon woke to find she'd fallen asleep on him, and thought about how many intangibles she'd given him that he really owed her in return. Henri thought about how Château Montegnard was the only place Le Démon could live and plotted to go see Thérèse there after Christmas. Thérèse thought about how she'd somewhat tamed Le Démon as she rested against him some more . . .
Excerpt of the Day:
"If she could convince him to leave Château Montegnard with her, she might have to bring him home and show Father that she'd tamed him, and Évrard too. She couldn't get him to do tricks, but she could get him to behave, and to be presentable too.
She wasn't sure she wanted to try training him to do tricks, she had a feeling that he wouldn't exactly appreciate doing such a thing, but she was sure they would consider it impressive enough that she could get him to behave.
Although, if she were to bring him home, she would have to make sure that Évrard was invited over without a weapon, so that he wouldn't kill Le Démon before he could see that Le Démon was fully tamed and docile.
There was also the question of his name. Le Démon didn't seem appropriate, and he also hadn't seemed to take favourably to it when she'd called him by it.
She wasn't sure what to call him, though. She hadn't really thought about it at length, but no name had struck her as being fitting for him.
Possible candidates she'd thought of were Rodolphe and Adolphe, both having to do with wolves, if she wasn't mistaken, so they would fit somewhat, unless she wanted to call him Ourson, or maybe even Lupe outright.
She turned her head as Le Démon moaned softly, then lifted his head and yawned, his jaws spreading wide, his great pink tongue curling.
He licked his nose and looked at her as if he were wondering what she was thinking, and why she'd set her book aside.
"You don't like the name Le Démon, do you?" she asked.
His curiosity changed to glaring and a low growl rumbled deeply.
"So what should I call you then?" she asked.
Sadness came onto his face and he dropped his head to his forelegs with a mournful sigh. A whimper escaped his throat.
"I was thinking maybe Ourson," she suggested.
He shook his head.
"Rodolphe?" she asked.
Again a negative response.
"Adolphe?" she asked.
He was still for a long time, then sighed, but gave her no response.
"Do you think Adolphe would be a good name?" she asked.
There was merely another sigh. She wasn't sure if he thought Adolphe would be a good name or not, but being as he hadn't shook his head at her, she decided it must be the one he was most in favour of.
She wasn't sure about other names, she felt like one having to do with wolves would be a good idea. She might have to think of different candidates and run them by him to see what he thought of them. She'd find a name for him yet."
Pronunciations:
Rodolphe: rhohdohlf'
Adolphe: ahdohlf'
Ourson: oorsoh'
Lupe: luhp
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