WAR: "Returning Socks" (2/2) by Tigon Diana Hooker/AlphaWoof~WoofPack Wednesday/7 AUG 1996/2pm-3pm Toronto, various HQ's When Tigon had first acquired her vamppuppies, the mingling of her mortal dogs with them had brought about an unpleasant situation. Mortal dogs carry fleas and through constant contact, the immortal dogs acquired their own. Fleas are little bloodsuckers...ingest enough vampiric blood and... Well, fleas were nigh-on impossible to kill in the first place. She finally had figured out ways to kill the vampfleas infesting herself and the mortal dogs, but those methods would harm the vamppuppies. As a result, she ended up having to painstakingly pick each and every vampflea off each and every vamppuppy. Fortunately, vampfleas couldn't breed, and she could prevent new vampfleas from happening by using conventional flea dips on the vamppuppies. And in the end, she had several *large* jars of vampfleas. Steve sniffed uncertainly at one of the spray bottles. "Do we really have to spray ourselves with this?" "It's the only way to make sure we're protected," sighed Tigon. "Eeeeeew," said Becky. Maryann sniffed, "Oh, it's not that bad. I want to do the NatPack first." Natpack... Maryann carried the vial as Tigon hefted the socks with her right arm. As they were let in, she casually tilted the vial, watching at the little vampfleas sprang away from her smell and scattered out of sight. Tigon gave her sock speech and presented Cherri's picture to Jennie. By the time they left, several NatPackers, including Jennie, were itching.