by special invitation

Jupiter strolled onto the scene with Amadeus riding high on his neck. The little tamarin had several strands of long brown grass trailing from one fist. He was sure that whatever the wolves were doing wouldn't concern him in the end so he'd brought a little project along to keep himself busy.

Reaching the small gathering, Jupiter grinned impishly at Chaos and canted his head slightly in greeting. On its face the gesture was a bit irreverent considering who he was addressing, but it was the closest thing Jupiter had to respectful. "Uncle."

After stopping a few feet away from Chaos, Jupiter seated himself and bent forward to let Amadeus down. The pint-size primate clamored off and sat down beside his friend. After smoothing his little mustache he picked up the tangle of wet brown grass and began to twist them together.

"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”