"Oh thank you Father! I've been wanting a new satchel!" exclaimed Lionra as she showed her newly opened gift to her brothers and then hugged her father.
"You're welcome sweetheart!" he replied happily.
Jagiss smiled, and Furron yawned.
Jagiss elbowed his brother in the arm in an attempt to get him to care about their sister's birthday.
Lionra wasn't really offended by her brother's actions since she was rather used to them after seventeen years.
She had already received a set of dual throwing daggers from Furron, and that was pretty big for him. He normally got her some kind of ridiculous gift like a roll of ribbon for her tenth birthday, or hairclips like on her thirteenth birthday, or the exact same thing that Jagiss got her which he had done for several different birthdays. But this year, it was good to get something that she had actually asked for.
She had also received a new journal from her best friend Guarina, which she had been given several days ago, but was warned not to open it until her actual birthday had arrived. "And if you do open it before then, I will know! My father has eyes and ears everywhere!" She had said, doing crazy motions with her hands and arms to illustrate her point.
Lionra had laughed at that. Guarina had always been a little on the eccentric side, but she was the best friend that the lioness ever had.
Now there was only one thing left, and that was the gift from Jagiss. Lionra had hoped that it would be something more personal, since every birthday before, it had been something rather general. All that there was, was a small white box, and what was in it dashed her hopes against Sligbar Cavern's walls. There was simply a note.
"Please come with me to my workshop." she read aloud. She directed a raised eyebrow at her eldest brother. "Why?" she asked, rather wary.
"Just trust me!" Jagiss said, grabbing her hand and pulling her from the chair she was sitting in at the table.
She followed her brother, hurriedly trying to regain her legs back under her. She straightened up as soon as he let go of her hand.
He opened the door of his workshop, and ushered his family into the small building. The four of them stood before a fabric cover object, slightly shorter than Lionra herself.
"Well? Go ahead! Unwrap it!" Jagiss said to his sister, trying desperately to control his excitement.
Lionra pulled the canvas off, and what was underneath made her gasp.
"Is that..?" she asked, too stunned to say anything further.
Jagiss nodded. "
Your very own breast plate! Do you like it?" he asked, hoping beyond hope.
"I love it!" she squealed, hugging her brother.
"Phew!" Jagiss breathed a sigh of relief as he wiped some sweat from his brow. "Good! Cause I spent weeks working on this thing! Let me tell ya, it wasn't easy!"
"It's absolutely perfect! Can I try it on?"
"Of Course! It's yours!" Again, she hugged her brother, and hastily undid the breast plate from off of the manikin. She slipped it over her head, and her father did the straps in the back for her, before she could protest. She spun around, displaying her new present.
"It's so light Jagiss! And it fits like a glove! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she exclaimed, embracing her brother for the third time.
"Hey! How come I didn't get a hug!" Furron protested, crossing his arms and looking grouchily at his sister.
"You can have three hugs too!" Lionra said happily, embracing her other brother and then removing herself from him three times in a row.
"I didn't ask you to smother me!" Furron complained, smiling despite himself.
She grabbed all three men and pulled them to her, hugging them at the same time. "You guys are just the best!" she said, practically beaming.
"We know!" said her father, causing everyone to burst out laughing.
They all headed back to the house, Lionra still wearing her present.
She carefully took it off in her room and placed it on her dresser, brushing her paw over the smooth surface before leaving it and getting under the covers of her bed.
She heard a knock on her door and asked whoever it was to come in.
"Good night Lionra," said her father, kissing her on the forehead. "Sleep well,"
"Thank you father. For everything! And, I will. Sleep well, that is!"
As he father shut the door behind himself, Lionra laid her head down on the pillow, gazing out of the corner of her eye at all the presents she had received.
Now, she felt ready for anything!
Ok, so before I continue, you need to know that all the characters so far are my ocs. Jagiss is the oldest, then Furron, then Lionra.
Lionra is adopted. I will delve more into her past in future chapters, so stay tuned!
Yes, Lionra is going to be the main character of this fanfiction. Or at least, this is mainly about her.
Furron and Jagiss are both Jaguars, as are their father, deceased mother, and Guarina.
Always, WOBE
