The house was quiet. It was so loud for so long that the silence was wonderful and wary at the same time as the crackle of the fire from within the fireplace was the most noise, the wind was light outside the thick walls of the house as the chilly cold rain fell much lighter and maybe there would be snow. Standing still against the doorway into the kitchen Leroy let his red eyes look over his sleeping children, Kable was laying in a limp pile of sleep fur as he sprawled out on far side of the couch. Smiling Leroy's hard, unfriendly features were replaced with his his rare kind and warm traits that are hardly seen by every passer-bye. His handsome face was almost like a pattnered angel as he let the serect part out, his children are somthing that he will always welcome to his side of him.
Glancing over to Amaranth the father's heart almost melted in his strong, wide chest. Her patterned form reminded him so much of his own sibling that he seen so long ago. Her plump, growing form looked so comfortable laying on the thick pelt he place near enough to the fire place. Leroy would do anything for those two, he would die and kill for them. A small chuckle left his throat at the sight of Amarantha twitching slightly in her sleep, curling up with her tail tucked under her chin looked so adoreable to him. Leroy liked to watch them like these, still and quite with their true selves naked to his eyes.
Touching the thick painful scabs that made his left eye look aweful Leroy whinced, sadly Kable was curoise and Amaranth was sad for him when they seen it. "Daddy!? Your oeil sa blessure ! Both of them were taking to both languages so well. Moving to the counter Leroy looked at every item he has gathered, making sure he has everything he needs. This brute is no healer, that is for sure but he knows well enough to clean his wounds. There was a pan of warm water, couple of clothes, and a few leaves of the onl herb he knew. Leroy's patterned hands picked up the cloth and damped it in the warm water, being quite the husky rubbed it over his eye to removed all the collected dirt and blood. The tingling pain moved all over his face as he placed the cloth back into the pan. brows pushed together as a annoyed look crossed his face as the blood mingled with the water. Today is a rare day, everything is soo calm.
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