True Love's Snuggles
Part 5
Montehue's POV
"Sc-Scarlet?" I asked sharply.
"Who else could pull off this hair?" She giggled.
Tersly had enough of her and jumped out of my arms and growled, trying to scratch her with his tiny rabbit claws. Scarlet moved out of the way as he reacted like this a few times before. I scolded him and he backed off, but was still unhappy. He rubbed his chin on me, claiming me as his. I guess he was worried that she would take me away from him before I had known he was human.
"I guess he still doesn't like me." She frowned.
"I guess not. Tersly, come." I told him and he went back into his cage quietly seething, but obeying me.
"He must think you're his mate." Scarlet said, smiling.
"Yeah…" I gulped.
"I haven't seen you in awhile." She stepped toward me and Tersly lunged.
"We better leave before he gets more wound up." I told the orange haired woman.
"You'll like me one day, Tersly." She let me take her to the kitchen.
Dante was with Zhalia again. He looked tired and hot. Zhalia was drinking some broth, or trying to. She wanted to use her tongue to scoop the hot liquid into her mouth and then used her fingers when that didn't work to satisfy her thirst, but she got upset when her "paw" got burnt.
"Zhal, you gotta-" Dante tried and got hissed at.
"Hang on," I got a plastic bowl and told her to dump the broth out of the china and into the new one then gave her some ice cubes from the freezer to stir into it, "That should make it a little better, but you better blow on it."
She did what I said carefully and lightly blew on the still very hot broth then dipped her tongue in it. Dante looked at me thankfully. He wanted her to use the spoon next to her, but that wasn't going to happen now. I guess he hadn't thought about putting ice cubes in to cool it down yet.
"Hiya, Dante. Who's your friend there?" Scarlet asked him.
"This is Zhalia, my girlfriend. She used to be my pet panther." He gestured to the cat like woman who was acting more like a cat than a woman right now.
"Oh. Oooh." She realized why Zhalia was acting weird.
"So, why'd you come here today?" I asked her.
"I wanted to pop in." She said simply.
Dante gave a thin smile in response as Zhalia stopped eating, "You're that weird lady, aren't you? The one who Dad wanted Montehue to mate with?"
"Zhalia…" I muttered, turning red.
"We're going to work on when to speak about things, Zhal." Dante shook his head, feeling unbelievably bad for me. She thought about it and wasn't exactly sure what she had done until she remembered meeting Tersly then frowned.
"He wanted Montehue to… mate with me?" Scarlet started laughing. I looked at Dante and he gave a slight shrug, "I'm sorry. It's just so bizarre hearing that." She said as her laugh died down.
"Zhalia was a panther for a long time; you'll have to forgive her strangeness," Dante told the orange haired princess. Zhalia's hair puffed up and she mrrowed in warning, "But she's very cool. And interesting." Dante added. She nuzzled Dante and he petted her hair.
"Monty, why don't we go somewhere where we can talk?" Scarlet smiled at me.
"Uh, ok." I said, letting her take my hand and I felt Dante's disapproving glare bore into the back of my skull.
Montehue's POV End
