don't ever gift pets
08-11-2019, 04:51 PM
Lucretia was sleeping restlessly. Sirius and Belle had gone to the market, and she was using the precious alone time to rest. Although she had felt pressed to follow Belle to the market, there was a strange air between her and Sirius and she felt as if they could use the alone time to sort some things out. They had better, by the time the pups arrived. As she dreamed, she kicked in her sleep. Her eyelids fluttered and she muttered quietly to herself, strange unintelligible sounds. Tension written clearly all across her body. Luce didn't wake as Bourbon stepped quietly into the side chamber that was her temporary residence in Deathbelle's den. His softly furred paws were almost whisper quiet on the stone, granting him the stealthy approach that his breed was made for. As he laid next to her, warmth suffused her body on that side and she finally began to still. For a blissful few moments, Lucretia slept soundly for the first time since she had deduced Belle's pregnancy. Once his strange scent wafted to her nose, Lucretia started awake. "ah! who are you?" she sputtered, springing to her paws like a startled cat. Her tail arched above her back and she stared him down in a fit of dominance. Who had let him this far past the pack borders?! Were their patrols so useless? After a moment, she realized that the strange little thing stank of Deathbelle and her lemur. He was outfitted with an odd little... bow? Amusement flashed in her eyes and her tail dropped and inch but still remained high. "well? what do you have to say for yourself?" "lucretia mutters..." |