- Jul 27, 2024
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Afternoons in the house of the kittypet were rarely anything but quiet. Despite the hectic week, as the sun started to finish its cycle, his Twoleg's home did not dare make an exception to what was expected of it. Belphegor was curled up in his bed, just shy of the light's glare, his black-and-orange coat smoothed down by an unnecessarily excessive brushing from his owner. He would've been completely at peace, free to sleep away the hours until the hour of the wolf, had it not been for the creature that his Twoleg had brought home. It sat opposite him, unconscious, almost. It was difficult to nap when accompanied by a stranger, no matter how non-threatening they were... no matter how much he owed them. He stretched out a limb and was sorely reminded of the aches that trailed up and down it, a quiet groan escaping him.
That would be the last time he went to explore by himself - well, probably not. The world outside his home may not have been worth fully participating in, but it was still worth studying, to try and understand it before writing it off entirely. Perhaps the stranger would give him insight, if he ever stirred from his own beauty sleep. A grateful look was offered to the other before he turned his head away - it was within that moment that he heard something bump against the glass. Calmly, he turned his head once more, green eyes lazily tracing over the figure stirring by the south window. Before him was a large spotted tabby, scars running down the side of his face and new wounds freshly stitched upon his back. It would have been a more intimidating sight for the housecat, had a pale cone not been wrapped around his thick-furred neck.
Besides, he had defended a complete stranger - there was little for Belphegor to fear, except for maybe getting his mandatory snoozing time interrupted. When the creature found his eyes, he blinked until they were half-lidded. "Hey, you. You're finally awake."