Marcellus had known a few months now about Junji's birthing of the children and while he still reserved about them, he felt a warmth in his heart whenever he would think of them. An undeniable desire to want to be close to them and protect them from the evils of the word. To do what his parents could not manage to do. Along with this, there was no denying it that these children shared his blood (or Luca's colored and flavored blood more like) in the sense that one of them had been born with his gene, piebald, and the rest with stripes just like his Toyger body in contrast to spots like in his King Cheetah body. He couldn't deny that when he saw Elijah with comparisons to his appearance that he nearly had a heart attack from loving too much. These children were his, Luca's, and Junji's and though it would take some time for him to grow close to them and be a proper father, he would enjoy the wait and wait patiently for that day.
The day came for when they were old enough to be shown to the harsh world and upon being told that he could feel a little pain in his heart. He didn't want them to be exposed to the murder, the drugs or alcohol. No, he wanted them to be exposed to nothing but happiness and nothing that would ever make them sad. He would fight anyone or anything that dared to hurt them or make them feel in such a way that they felt even the slightest tinge of being uncomfortable or depressed.
What Marcellus didn't know was that Junji was going to be showing them off today though the father knew that it was a thing coming up. His paws carried him down the shore of Barracuda Bay as the former Privateer looked out from the shoreline in lost thought, all other voices around him being drowned out and faded into the background. It wasn't Junji's voice that captured his attention but rather the angelic figure of Junji, an angel so bright that the sun couldn't even compare. For a moment Marcel allowed his eyes to remain on Junji's face until they trailed down to reveal the five little figures sticking out from his wings. There was a mix of shock, confusion, fear, but what overpowered it all was the amusement and warmth that came from the sight of five little children poking out from their angelic fathers wing. He had already met these children more than once, becoming a regular sight to their differently colored eyes, though all interactions could easily be deemed as awkward with how he tries to act towards them.
In a haste, the domestic feline was already racing down the shoreline to meet with his newly made family, his eyes glancing over each figure of his children. It was Stella who stepped out from the wings first, his eyes widening as warmth swelled in his chest and for a moment all he could do was wonder how he got so lucky to have such amazing children. How they all got so lucky to have amazing and beautiful children like these. It was almost unreal, a fantasy right before his eyes and he so badly wished for it not to be.
Marcellus took a step forwards to press his nose to Junji's shoulder in a sweet greeting before diverting his attention completely to Stella. He didn't know what to say or do but rather marvel at the being that was his daughter, finally emitting a few words from his throat. "W-Welcome to the world, Stella, te amo." What laced his tone was nothing more than genuine happiness, tears threatening to leave his eyes as he spoke the words. When he looked over them he could feel the threat grow stronger as he tried to conceal back the droplets of water in his ducts, raising a paw to run it swiftly across his face in an effort to get rid of them. This was their family and it kept dawning on him that these were now his blood as they shared it. He could feel unease at that statement but at the same time feel the ridiculous amount of warmth overpower it. No, he wouldn't abandon them. He will always be there for them even if he didn't know how to yet.
Next were the other children, Kaisa and Elijah. For a moment he was ready to race up to them and force them into a tight embrace until he realized that Elijah was getting pulled in by the shore. He froze, fear striking his heart as terror ripped through his very being and overpowered the warmth that he formerly felt at the sight of his children. Marcellus bunched his muscles together, the Toyger ready to run for Elijah at whatever speed he could manage with a limp leg until Peppino had arrived and saved the child. A relieved sigh left his jaws as he slowly felt a calming feeling trickle through his body, eyes watching the two as they got back to the steady shore. Beginning to walk towards them, his eyes caught the figures of Priscilla and Eris, warmth once more restoring itself in his heart.
"Kids!" He called to them, trying to get their attention. "Away from the water. We don't need anyone to drown." He was trying desperately to get them away from the harsh giant that was known as the bay, his eyes drawing over every one of his children until finally he realized that they were beginning to attract a bit of a crowd. He was a bit weary at them interacting with other members of the Typhoon but slowly he calmed down, looking to Keona and Lucifer with a nod of acknowledgement in their direction. Another person was Peppino, whom he would pad over to. "Thank you for helping Elijah."
With that out of the way, Marcellus made his way towards his children and curled his tail around them, a relaxed sigh leaving his jaws.
The day came for when they were old enough to be shown to the harsh world and upon being told that he could feel a little pain in his heart. He didn't want them to be exposed to the murder, the drugs or alcohol. No, he wanted them to be exposed to nothing but happiness and nothing that would ever make them sad. He would fight anyone or anything that dared to hurt them or make them feel in such a way that they felt even the slightest tinge of being uncomfortable or depressed.
What Marcellus didn't know was that Junji was going to be showing them off today though the father knew that it was a thing coming up. His paws carried him down the shore of Barracuda Bay as the former Privateer looked out from the shoreline in lost thought, all other voices around him being drowned out and faded into the background. It wasn't Junji's voice that captured his attention but rather the angelic figure of Junji, an angel so bright that the sun couldn't even compare. For a moment Marcel allowed his eyes to remain on Junji's face until they trailed down to reveal the five little figures sticking out from his wings. There was a mix of shock, confusion, fear, but what overpowered it all was the amusement and warmth that came from the sight of five little children poking out from their angelic fathers wing. He had already met these children more than once, becoming a regular sight to their differently colored eyes, though all interactions could easily be deemed as awkward with how he tries to act towards them.
In a haste, the domestic feline was already racing down the shoreline to meet with his newly made family, his eyes glancing over each figure of his children. It was Stella who stepped out from the wings first, his eyes widening as warmth swelled in his chest and for a moment all he could do was wonder how he got so lucky to have such amazing children. How they all got so lucky to have amazing and beautiful children like these. It was almost unreal, a fantasy right before his eyes and he so badly wished for it not to be.
Marcellus took a step forwards to press his nose to Junji's shoulder in a sweet greeting before diverting his attention completely to Stella. He didn't know what to say or do but rather marvel at the being that was his daughter, finally emitting a few words from his throat. "W-Welcome to the world, Stella, te amo." What laced his tone was nothing more than genuine happiness, tears threatening to leave his eyes as he spoke the words. When he looked over them he could feel the threat grow stronger as he tried to conceal back the droplets of water in his ducts, raising a paw to run it swiftly across his face in an effort to get rid of them. This was their family and it kept dawning on him that these were now his blood as they shared it. He could feel unease at that statement but at the same time feel the ridiculous amount of warmth overpower it. No, he wouldn't abandon them. He will always be there for them even if he didn't know how to yet.
Next were the other children, Kaisa and Elijah. For a moment he was ready to race up to them and force them into a tight embrace until he realized that Elijah was getting pulled in by the shore. He froze, fear striking his heart as terror ripped through his very being and overpowered the warmth that he formerly felt at the sight of his children. Marcellus bunched his muscles together, the Toyger ready to run for Elijah at whatever speed he could manage with a limp leg until Peppino had arrived and saved the child. A relieved sigh left his jaws as he slowly felt a calming feeling trickle through his body, eyes watching the two as they got back to the steady shore. Beginning to walk towards them, his eyes caught the figures of Priscilla and Eris, warmth once more restoring itself in his heart.
"Kids!" He called to them, trying to get their attention. "Away from the water. We don't need anyone to drown." He was trying desperately to get them away from the harsh giant that was known as the bay, his eyes drawing over every one of his children until finally he realized that they were beginning to attract a bit of a crowd. He was a bit weary at them interacting with other members of the Typhoon but slowly he calmed down, looking to Keona and Lucifer with a nod of acknowledgement in their direction. Another person was Peppino, whom he would pad over to. "Thank you for helping Elijah."
With that out of the way, Marcellus made his way towards his children and curled his tail around them, a relaxed sigh leaving his jaws.
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