Tivon grinned, as he saw the jet-black mohawked kit in front of him that he wanted to keep an eye on Shocket knowing Howard had been telling her about her real father so hoped that she would not try to escape as he had it over her.
"What's my purpose, why am I here." she asked him, seeing Tivon grin at this, explaining that her purpose was to keep Shocket under control, especially if Howard told her stories about her actual dad.
"I can do that daddy-" she replied to him.
"Tivon, not daddy, understand." he replied.
His tone made her flinch, relieving him letting her go, as she scampered out of there trembling hearing Shocket giggling along with Linda, peekijg in seeing them with Howard guessing the male mallard was telling Shocket about her actual father hearing Shocket asking questions, but had a feeling somebody was listening as Howard stopped his story making them wonder, what was wrong
"Tivon must've created a spy, to spy on what we're doing." Howard whispered.
"Shocket, you should see this, for yourself." Linda whispered to her, beckoning her to peek outside making her eyes widen, seeing a kit that looked like her only she had light-brown fur and her mohawk was jet-black instead of purple.
"Tivon won't be happy, somebody's tellijg his precious pet stories about her dad, a dad who doesn't even know you exist." she told her which made Linda annoyed at this newcomer hurting her soulmate's feelijgs.
"Don't worry about her, your dad will know you exist, once we get you out of here, Lijda too." Howard replied to her seeing the jet-black mohawked female leave the room feeling Shocket hug his leg, rubbing her back hearing her sniffling.
Demetra's eyes fluttered open, it was five in the morning trembling from the memory of living in Tivon's fortress, wondering if Shocket had any weird dreams or memories like she just had, needing something to drink getting up and out of her bed heading to the kitchen finding milk, pouring it into a glass unaware that Rocket had heard her get up wondering if she was alright.
"I couldn't sleep, so was getting something to drink." she replied honestly.
"Awww sorry kiddo, good thing you told me, was it a bad dream." he replied.
Demetra bit her lip with one of her baby fangs, knowing he and Lylla had told her that if something was bothering her or Shocket, they could tell them breathing deeply admitting and telling him, making him feel bad for her, knowing like Shocket, Tivon had messed her up.
"Ssh sweetie, this is something we should tell the therapist later." he said after she'd told him what the dream had been about, knowing Demetra needed help calming down singing softly to her while she was on his robed lap noticing Lylla join him.
"Somebody had a bad dream, and I was calming her down." he told her.
Demetra was feeling sleepy especially from Rocket rubbing behind her furry ear seeing her eyes close in sleep, relieving him watching her sleep promising to help her like with Shocket making Lylla understand, knowing he was a better dad than Tivon realising the sun had risen.
Rocket then carried her gently to the couch, putting her there gently and wrapping a blanket around her gently kissing her nose but also her furry head which Lylla found sweet seeing him going to the kitchen following him, making them coffee noticing how quiet he was which was not normal.
"Sorry pretty lady, what Demetra said was scary, having no choice but to rat Shockie out to Tivon, she's a kit, damnit." he said overcome by his emotion.
"First off, I understand your dada claws are coming out which are sweet, second now you have to put money in a certain jar, just like Shocket." she replied seeing him putting a crisp five dollar bill in the swear jar, which was lookijg like it would burst
Shocket wondered what had her dad fired up to the point of paying the swear jar, so early hearing her dad explaining, feeling bad for her twin-sis hoping there was something they could do which Rocket liked the sound of, guessing they could brainstorm which she liked the sound of.
