Well Beyond Time

Oooooh, someone’s in trouble was Kali’s first thought when her mother’s call rang into the air. She had been doing her rounds along the border like a dutiful Cherubim, but this was certainly more interesting than any of that business. The gold-gilded girl turned and took off at a trot toward the area Recluse had called from, a grin settling onto her features. Of course, she’d noticed Medusa’s rather unslavelike behavior, but she’d chosen to let her mother deal the first blow and decide the exact punishment. It seemed she’d finally gotten around to it, and what a sight it would be.

The yearling arrived quickly and quietly, sliding next to the Seraphim and offering a kiss to her cheek before sitting down. “Care to tell me what you had in mind, or are you going to leave it all to me? I can get creative,” she asked, bi-colored gaze twinkling with amusement.