Kicking it into gear!

Kali certainly couldn’t say she was happy about her mother’s new...condition, but she knew that, ultimately, the little brats would have nothing on her as they got older. She’d have to let the new little gremlins know who was really the future boss around here, stomp out any ambition they might have of foolishly challenging her for her rightful place. She was already having enough trouble as it was instilling these values in her littermates, she didn’t need more squeaking mouths trying it either.

She’d been lazily patrolling the borders, kicking at the weirdly colored mushrooms as she went by with squinted bi-colored eyes, when her mother’s call rang out. She paused mid-kick, her plush, chocolate auds swiveling forward before she turned in the direction of the meeting place, her long legs picking up into a trot as she meandered that way. While her mother wasn’t always patient, she had a feeling she certainly wouldn’t be the last one to arrive and earn the Seraphim’s ire. In fact, to her pleasure, she was the first to arrive. Her mother was perched above, her swollen belly ballooning her normally trim sides out in a way that made Kali clench her teeth to avoid flinching. She didn’t like it, not one bit. “Hi, mom. How’re you feeling?” she asked, more concerned for her mother than the future siblings in her stomach. She sat down next to her, feeling pride bloom in her chest. Her mother had let her know the day prior about her pending promotion to the seat she so desperately coveted, the position of Cherubim. Of course, it was only right, but the acknowledgement still felt sweet all the same. The girl sat regally next to her Seraphim, waiting for their members to join them.