"What story books have you been reading? I'm a type of mutated t-rex, I just have two forms." Came the annoyed rumble of Owen, the wing around his child actually making his pulse race. Usually he was okay with people touching Masie if it was a nice touch, but what was this..? Soon, Owen found himself standing, moving back onto his back feet and walking- more like stomping- away from the scene, his large tail swishing behind him. The spines along his back prickle with what he knew as frustration- was this called motherly irritation? Protectiveness? He didn't really know, he just wanted to get out of here. With a chitter of 'Alpha, to Luci.', Owen had disappeared into the forest once more, the last of his white skin disappearing with a flicker.

Lucifer would keep him company, maybe he could explain this feeling.

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