The wolves know by now not to get too close to town- they know the repercussions they would face if they tried to crash into a settlement. It granted them both reprieve as they were finally able to pass through the gates and into safety, the wolves giving up their chase and returning back to the meal they had already captured.
Felih gives K'pandolu a sheepish grin. "Yes. There's two- cute little things. I forgot that coeurls oft have litters of a pair," he chirps, slowing down and finally dismounting Stormwind, patting the chocobo and letting it rest. The saddlebags are moving- because the kits in the bags are fussing and squirming, trying to curiously peek their faces out from under the flaps. One was the garden-variety spotted coat found in most of temperate Eorzea, but one was notably black-furred.
"And of course- I've raised plenty of wildcats," he says with a grin, opening the bags and letting the tiny kits try to clamber out. "These two are so young, they'll be easier to train for a beginner," he chirps, scooping one up in each arm before going and offering a kit to K'pandolu. "I almost didn't see this one- she was blending in pretty well in the dark," he says, looking at the black coeurl.
It's a relief to be away from them- she knows the two of them could take the wolves, but it's simpler to not have to.
"A pair- I didn't know that!" K'pandolu slides off Typhon, giving her bird a pat, and comes over to look at the two kits. "Oh, aren't you two sweet," she coos, reaching out to take the one Felih offers to her. The kit does squirm a little, but it seems just as curious about her, one paw stretching out to try to touch. "A coat like that seems well suited to hiding! I think, though- perhaps it would be better if I took the one with the spotted coat."
Felih gently hands over the spotted kit to K'pandolu, and the kit fusses and squirms, mrowing squeakily in protest, a hoarse little sound that made it sound as if it had been straining its voice for quite a while now: both poor kits had been crying out for their mother.
The sounds breaks Felih's heart and he cuddles the black kit close to his chest, letting a low, rumbling purr kick up in him, the sound soothing the kit into calming down. "Poor things. They wouldn't stand a chance on their own. I'll name you... Umbra," he says after a moment, cuddling the kit in his arms. "She'll be a good one. I think the spotted one you've got is male, but feel free to check again. I didn't get the best of looks, considering our rush..."
Felih's already turned on his mother-hen mode, fawning over the kit in his arms and dutifully protecting it, keeping it warm and secure. "I'll have to go fetch bottles and milk..."
K'pandolu makes a soft sound, taking the kit into her arms and cuddling it close, one hand stroking its back. Her heart hurts at that already, and she gives Felih a determined nod.
"They've got us now, at least," she says, and hesitates for a moment. "I… oh, I should check, I suppose." She adjust the kit carefully- the kit giving another sad mew in protest. "I think- this one may also be a female, after all. I'll call her Speckle," she decides, settling the kit again and crooning at her softly.
He's quite justified in her mind, and K'pandolu nods. "Oh- shall I see to the chocobos in the meantime? I won't be far."
Felih cradles the big kit in his arms, the large bundle already bigger than a normal housecat, even as young as it was. He remembered one of his Lalafellin friends complaining about coeurl kits- but he'll have to deal with it, because Felih isn't leaving this kit alone.
"Speckle- how cute," Felih says with a grin, before bringing up Umbra so he could nuzzle at her and press gentle, purring kisses to her soft fluffy forehead and ears. "The kits are precious at this age- and luckily, much more amenable to human touch. They ought to be more or less tame, if we raise them dutifully," he murmurs, cuddling the kit more. The tiny, sleepy thing is purring now, calming down to hear Felih's purr and feel the warmth from his hold.
"Yes, please do- I'll go fetch them. I still have a few from the last one I raised-" Felih may have a bad habit of adopting abandoned wildcats. "-so we are not out of luck. Some warmed milk and they'll be alright," he murmurs. "Here- mind Stormwind. He's usually well-behaved, but even so- don't be afraid to wrangle him if he causes trouble."
The seafoam-colored chocobo simply fluffs itself up a little before sitting down on the ground and nesting patiently.
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Felih gives K'pandolu a sheepish grin. "Yes. There's two- cute little things. I forgot that coeurls oft have litters of a pair," he chirps, slowing down and finally dismounting Stormwind, patting the chocobo and letting it rest. The saddlebags are moving- because the kits in the bags are fussing and squirming, trying to curiously peek their faces out from under the flaps. One was the garden-variety spotted coat found in most of temperate Eorzea, but one was notably black-furred.
"And of course- I've raised plenty of wildcats," he says with a grin, opening the bags and letting the tiny kits try to clamber out. "These two are so young, they'll be easier to train for a beginner," he chirps, scooping one up in each arm before going and offering a kit to K'pandolu. "I almost didn't see this one- she was blending in pretty well in the dark," he says, looking at the black coeurl.
"You wanna pick yours?"
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"A pair- I didn't know that!" K'pandolu slides off Typhon, giving her bird a pat, and comes over to look at the two kits. "Oh, aren't you two sweet," she coos, reaching out to take the one Felih offers to her. The kit does squirm a little, but it seems just as curious about her, one paw stretching out to try to touch. "A coat like that seems well suited to hiding! I think, though- perhaps it would be better if I took the one with the spotted coat."
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The sounds breaks Felih's heart and he cuddles the black kit close to his chest, letting a low, rumbling purr kick up in him, the sound soothing the kit into calming down. "Poor things. They wouldn't stand a chance on their own. I'll name you... Umbra," he says after a moment, cuddling the kit in his arms. "She'll be a good one. I think the spotted one you've got is male, but feel free to check again. I didn't get the best of looks, considering our rush..."
Felih's already turned on his mother-hen mode, fawning over the kit in his arms and dutifully protecting it, keeping it warm and secure. "I'll have to go fetch bottles and milk..."
sorry this took so long!
"They've got us now, at least," she says, and hesitates for a moment. "I… oh, I should check, I suppose." She adjust the kit carefully- the kit giving another sad mew in protest. "I think- this one may also be a female, after all. I'll call her Speckle," she decides, settling the kit again and crooning at her softly.
He's quite justified in her mind, and K'pandolu nods. "Oh- shall I see to the chocobos in the meantime? I won't be far."
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"Speckle- how cute," Felih says with a grin, before bringing up Umbra so he could nuzzle at her and press gentle, purring kisses to her soft fluffy forehead and ears. "The kits are precious at this age- and luckily, much more amenable to human touch. They ought to be more or less tame, if we raise them dutifully," he murmurs, cuddling the kit more. The tiny, sleepy thing is purring now, calming down to hear Felih's purr and feel the warmth from his hold.
"Yes, please do- I'll go fetch them. I still have a few from the last one I raised-" Felih may have a bad habit of adopting abandoned wildcats. "-so we are not out of luck. Some warmed milk and they'll be alright," he murmurs. "Here- mind Stormwind. He's usually well-behaved, but even so- don't be afraid to wrangle him if he causes trouble."
The seafoam-colored chocobo simply fluffs itself up a little before sitting down on the ground and nesting patiently.