Lioness at the Gate

[the_rebel_son]

[ Continuation of this]

Lucifer had finished her conversation with Fonn to both their satisfaction but the plaza was no place to stay. After awhile, people started coming to look and in the lioness's opinion getting way to close to her kittens. An outburst where she nearly slashed a persistent individual who tried to pick one up and it was time to leave. Gently, she picked up the kittens, one at a time, and placed them in the box.

Carrying it to the villa was easy enough but the villa door was locked. She roared a couple times while pacing the front to find a way in. When none presented itself, she gave in and gracefully jumped on the roof intent on using the garden as a place to hide the kittens. Her eyes disliked the sight of the other angels in the space. Instinct and feral behaviors were running too high right now to even be in the presence of her own court. She padded her way around the edge of the roof before soundlessly gliding to the path below.

She ran for the bedroom suddenly wary that someone might see the kittens. Into the room she went, using her body to close the door behind her. It took a moment to nest up the blankets with her big paws before bringing her prize onto the bed. Gently, she placed each kitten into the mounded up blankets before batting the box off the far edge of the bed. Then she laid with them. They were all getting tired, nestling up against the body they were starting to recognize as their new mother, or settling in to nurse. Lucifer laid her head down, wings out to shelter and hide the kittens. Though her eyes are closed in rest, her ears are constantly twitching and listening.

Comments

[tryingitall]

Had Balthazar stopped to talk to some of the other angels before heading for their bedroom, he might have gotten some pre-warning here. As it is, he's aware of where Lucifer is, though not quiet connected enough to sense her mood. That's something that may grow and change as their relationship continues, but for now it's probably best that they not be so close to one another they can't separate their own emotions from their partner's. Especially since Balthazar is barely used to being permitted to feel things, and Lucifer feels them so very, very strongly.

Case in point. The younger angel has a bag from a rare bookstore in his arms when he enters the room, having brought home a few gifts for...well, primarily himself, but the thought of lounging in bed and reading aloud to Lucifer over wine and sweets may have crossed his mind, too. He's not trying to be stealthy or quiet coming in, but he stops short in the doorway when he sees a sight that is unexpected on many levels.

Lucifer in female form? Probably wouldn't make him bat more than an eye or two at this point. Lucifer as a lion? Even less surprising. But put those two modes together and add winged kittens in a heap on their bed, and this is more than a little unusual.

"Well, that'll teach me to leave you unsupervised," he comments, tilting his head. "Did you make them, darling, or have we adopted?"