I am Become Death, Destroyer of Worlds

He was out of the den, because father was off hunting and mother was busy scolding his siblings for biting her. He'd went past the boundary lines mother had set, and because of that couldn't see the den now. He was free of Zeivah and her clingy tendencies now and for that he gave a smile. As much as he loved her she could get obnoxious, especially when he paid attention to his other siblings. Though to be fair, he had to make it known that he was the dominant among them all. Even Zeivah was subject to this if she forgot who the boss was. Of course Dea and the others were more subject to this. If they tried to take the best things he reminded them immediately that the best things were his.

He was a silent little gargoyle most of the time though. He liked to watch and wait for the need of his assertion to arrive. He moved quietly about. He did see the hint of purple ahead and because of that stopped. His rump met the ground, and his mismatched eyes stared. The hide of his sibling and his own showed well in the darkness of their home. He stayed silent and watched the eyes of the woman he could smell. He was likely a strange sight to her but the gargoyle child didn't much care. Lucifer had been by here earlier and it was what the boy had been tracking. Lucifer had promised them all a treat today, and while he didn't understand what treat exactly he meant he wanted it all for himself.