"I see you've acquired a pup."

Lucifer gestured to the dark furred dog that was following languidly at his brothers feet, whining pitifully ever other second, Michael turned to look down at his companion and nodded, patting his head fondly.

"He bit Castiel."

Erathaol whined again, laying on his belly, covering his eyes with his paws. The Morningstar snorted and nodded in time, kneeling down to scratch at that one spot behind his ears.

"I don't blame you, pup."

The elder archangel smacked him over the head "Don't encouragement him!"

"What I can't help it!" he scratched under the angel hounds chin, smiling when he felt the weight of his younger brothers head rest on his palm, he always enjoyed these attentions, more hound then angel at this point, "I'd bite him too."

"And I'd smack you harder then I did him."

He lifted the soft head and pressed a kiss to his snout, "Did our mean big bad big brother smack you?" and the angel hound nodded pitifully, whining softly, scooting closer to the Morningstar. "He should have been more sympathetic." He cast an amused glance up to his older brother, Michael met his gaze and crossed his arms, eyebrow raising in warning, "I mean, biting Castiel could have given you an upset tummy." The blonde archangel jumped away from his older brother, ducking under his hand, laughing all the while. He waved over his shoulder and disappeared through the doorway in search of his darling fledgling.

Erathaol whined again and Michael looked down at him with narrowed eyes, "It did not give you an upset tummy."