He was returning from hunting again. In his jaws was clasped a delicate treat. One Vianni had not tasted in almost a month since she had given birth on the southern continent. If his children were not too young to eat meat he'd of brought them some, but for now he only had a rather small wolf for vi. Noctus had succeeded in taking down a rabbit for himself and Solara and Lucifer couldn't help but notice that the wolverine while young still was growing up quite fast. He knew the boy was a good enough Hunter if he needed to be so Lucifer would eventually be sending the boy on treks for his children.

He moved into site of the den and the hairs on his neck stood up as the form of his son was outside. It didn't seem that there were other disturbances though upon his closer inspection. He shook the hairs flat and made for the entrance, though didn't enter until after he gently paced a paw on his sons head and ruffled his fur. A feet which earned him a small glare from the boy who had definitely just been groomed earlier.

He entered and dropped the victim off upon Vianni's front paws, carefully avoiding any stay pups. Noctus entered and gripped his head to his queen before going to lay with Solara and relinquish the rabbit to her. Lucifer looked to Vianni and motioned with his head to their wayward son that sat silently like a sentry at the entrance. A chuckle was released from him. "seems I won't have to worry about you being attacked with our son on the job then." he sat then to watch the other pups who were likely up and moving now as well.

He had awoke early this morning and already he had had his fill of milk by the time some of the others were awake. He was even up early enough to see his father leave. His eyes had followed him and he was quiet. He did everything he was told on a daily basis, and for that he was rewarded he knew. His eyes, finally turning their true colors, turned to Vianni as she slept and he took it upon himself to move his little self outside. He stood and moved careful to avoid his mom and younger siblings. His quest was the dens entrance. He couldn't see noctus or his father any longer so he took it upon himself to plant his but right by the entrance and wait for him.

It was almost an hour later and the little gargoyle was finally rewarded for his efforts. He sat straight up, his eyes out and his ears perked like the guard he was. He was league's above his sisters and brother so they'd better understand that in his opinion. His father appeared with noctus at his heels and the thing he carried caused the boy to squint at it. He hadn't seen his mom eat that before, but then again his father knew best. As his father went to pass the silent sentry he ruffled his pelt which had been cleaned while he waited. His eyes flew to his father with a glare. A prince had to keep his appearances and here his father was ruining his. He cleared his face quickly though and shook the dust from his pelt before turning andc watching his father and mother. He stayed silent though. He was just a silent little gargoyle outside the den for now. His father's joke was lost on him as well.

They were much more active now! Vianni felt the muscles in her eyes aching and her neck was sore from watching them all as they began to move about. Even through younger babies were attempting to do so, trying to catch up to the older ones, they were doing much better than she expected them to.  Vianni was content and happy once again, her devil was hers alone and she had six little demons to watch over! Marek was the first to move toward the den entrance, and his mother was quick to stop him with a low, chastizing growl. "You better not go outside. Stay at the mouth of the den, go no further, Marek."  She had issued her warning, if he moved passed the den entrance, he would be scruffed and firmly shook. She wouldn't risk him, and if she had to be physical about it, so be it. It seemed to be enough for the boy, however, and he did just as he was told. She had no doubt he would have stayed close, but with six pups running around a mother couldn't be too careful.

Seeing Marek straighten, Vianni perked up as well, scenting Lucifer and another...wolf! Death and blood saturated the air and her excitement became a tangible thing! Her muscles quivered excitedly and when he came in with that limp body in his jaws...Well, he could have been God, and was to her in that moment. Trying to be careful and not move about too much, Vianni rolled to her back, wiggling and whimpering excitedly. Waiting for him to set the prize down, she immediately moved it out of the den. Sitting a few feet outside the entrance, Vianni began to play with her food. She arranged it so that the wolf appeared to be sunning himself, her tail curled up over her back with her extreme mood. Giving a play bow to the carcass, Vianni pounced and bit, shaking her head and releasing then doing it again. She tugged and pulled and rolled the body, clearly celebrating the fall of this wolf! If Lucifer had followed her outside she would run to him and plant a firm, but loving nip to his cheek, then return to finally eat the meal he had chosen. "Thank you, love!" She said, and dug in, making lewd noises of pleasure as she did so.

Zeivah and the others would be watching their normally serious mother be so extravagantly playful, it was both to show them how exciting it could be, and how much more she clearly favored the meat of this wolf over deer or...she shuddered at the thought of rabbit. The journey here had been full of the rodents, and Vianni could no longer stomach them.

She stayed asleep as long as she could, but feeling the loss of warmth at her side made her wake to find Marek going for a meal. Well, damn. He was just going to leave her like that? Not even try to wake her up? Did he know he wasn't the only piece of royal ass in the family? Pouting, she went crosseyed and stuck out her tongue before straightening and taking off after him. Flicking her tail at the others gathered, Zeivah gives a growl and pushes her way to her spot. Already she had milk teeth showing and she used them too! Snapping at any sibling who thought to push her from her place, she would use claws and fang to keep what was hers. Once she latched on, her jaw was just strong enough upon clamping down that she pierced her mother's skin, and was rewarded with a sweet, metallic flavor added to her milk. Vianni hadn't seemed to notice, even though there was a soft hiss from her.

Her mother lifted up and was gone before she could finish her meal, and while there was a growl, she figured she'd had enough anyway. The young princess moved like her mother, and was silent as she came upon Marek. She rammed her chest into his back and stood on hind legs to reach his ear, but her mother caught her attention and she sat beside him. Watching the odd spectacle, Zeivah sat with her matching side against Marek's and tilted her head. "Wha doin', momma..?" She called out, curiosity getting the best of her.