❉ daggers and pearls.

Perhaps the sudden appearance of his son growling and demanding to know the reason for the intrusion had not had the effect the boy sought but had bought his father some time. Lel had been aware from the moment the sound of claws upon metal has echoed from the entrance and for a moment he had wondered if it was the black bitch, attempting to make an escape but as he observed his son creeping towards the exit, hostility clear upon the boy’s posture he had thought it a good idea to follow behind.

He crept behind the white child, keeping to the shadows he had watched. A white girl and a cat? He had been tempted to leap out right then, but he had waited, observing his son’s reaction. Now though? Well it presented a better opportunity to confront the intruders. He had been chased from his home twice before and now that he had children to think of he would not give it up so easily.

He growled first, allowing it to reverberate along the metal walls knowing just how well it could carry. Then pulling himself from his hiding spot he approached, a specter from the shadows the giant moved with precise movements. His posture was all aggression, lips pulled all the way back to show his fangs, tongue slipping in and out of his jaw. His muzzle wrinkled, eyes narrowed and ears were pulled back. Hackles were raised and tail flagged high over his rump. This was his domain!

"I suggest you step away." His voice was a hiss, threatening and directed at the white woman. He did not like her proximity to his son, he’d rather she backed away if things were to get rough. "This," he spat turning attention upon the cat, "is our home."