forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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Lata's eyes widened at the purring, stopping the gentle strokes for a moment. Then Sam glared at her for stopping. Putting both of her hands up in front of her in apology, she resumed petting him.

(lol) Sam's purring grew louder, then he nudged Lata's hand to his side. This was nice. Being with people who didn't want to use him was nice. He wondered for a moment. Was this what family was supposed to be?

"Sam…?" she asked quietly, arm surprisingly not getting tired. She had this feeling deep in her chest that she felt that she needed to ask. The nightmares she had in the forest were not helping in the slightest.

Sam made a noise of acknowledgement, cracking his eye open again

Orion had made an indignant noise when he had been dislodged from his place on top of Sam, and switching forms, the now small cat that is Orion jumps back onto his chest. Kneading his paws carefully, so as not to prick Sam, his purrs were somehow louder. No one is quite sure how the physics of that work.

Sam chuckled a little, putting a paw on his stomach next to Orion. He wondered distantly why he was letting himself do this. It was rather out of character. He decided he didn't care, that he was tired of isolating himself for eons. This was his family, at least for a little while

Lata was distracted by Orion turning into a small tabby cat. Well small in comparison to Sam. She thanked the stars again that she wasn't allergic to cats.

(Lmao yeah)

Lucy shifted in her sleep before waking up slowly. She blinked her eyes groggily, feeling rested. She sat up against her elbow, looking at the others, a small smile beginning to play on her lips. She reached over, giving Sam a quick scratch behind one of his ears.

She then remembered what she wanted to ask the larger of the two cats. Orion and Lucy could give their opinion too really. She was open to any response. She felt they were more than trustworthy.
"How do you forget the pain of killing someone…?" she asked in a whisper. Clarifying, she added, "After I passed out from pushing my magic too far, I had a dream. All of you were there. Except… you were all dying and I could only sit there and watch. I only ever did it in the past for a good reason, but that dream won't stop replaying in my mind…"

Sam purred, leaning into Lucy's hand. He opened his eyes drowsily as Lata spoke. "Sometimes…Sometimes you can't. But a lot of times you get over it," he muttered, thinking back to Balthazar

Lucy continued to pet Sam as she frowned softly from Lata’s question. “You won’t be able to completely forget about it, but you can try and cope with it,” she explained.

Sam made a noise of agreement, his purring growing louder. He could feel himself start to drift off again, and was perfectly fine with that. Lata was comfortable, and Lucy was petting him. He almost laughed. This was honestly one of the strangest situations he had ever found himself in, but he was alright with it