meet me in the blue bed -- p, luca

[Luca]

Likewise, Luca had noticed Rosemary around. Most notably at that kid's capture, where she had tried to stop that yellow guy from torturing her. Luca was internally grateful for that, despite complaining about the infighting at the time. He disliked seeing the weak get picked on. Perhaps it was strange for him to care about things like that. After all, Rosemary was correct in the assumption that he was a demon, and he had definitely done worse in the past. He couldn't help but be reminded of himself though, back when he was young and vulnerable and unable to defend himself from the cruel hands of others.

The sound of his name on the wind prompted him to flick a pierced ear, lifting his head and turning it in the direction that the noise had come from. He was taking some much needed shelter from the sun and the rest of the clan, curled up in the shade with his head rested on his paws. He was needed for something. How odd. He blinked sleepily and stood, slinking from his shelter and through the foliage towards the wildcat. Those luminous eyes of his were no doubt the first things to appear from the darkness, curiosity evident in their depths as he stopped before the one that had summoned him. "Evening ma'am," he responded, hesitance lacing his voice somewhat. "Do you need something?" It was definitely odd for someone to seek him out with nonviolent intentions, so he couldn't help but wonder what she was after.