Prompt: Male!Alela Grora/Ater [Surprises]

Ater couldn't stop thinking of every possible outcome of the future events which would soon be taking place. Despite being carefree and a bit of a daredevil who preferred to slack off with her sister on work rather than listen to her master – she didn't feel like her usual self at all. The reason was fairly evident and she was unable to get her mind off of it.

She was in her cat form as she searched around the area for the particular angel she needed to see. Nobody else at the castle paid much attention to her at the moment, which was a good thing. Hopping off of a book shelf, she strut past a demon and back towards the big entrance. She was out of the castle and was on the way towards the gardens, then she slowed down on her walk once she spotted whom she'd been looking for.

There he was.

He was practicing his archery, seemingly very focused as he drew the arrow against the bow and stretched it towards himself. With an alerting meow, she turned back into her regular form. "Grora?"

The startling noise caused him to let go and miss the target by a long shot. Said man sighed in mild irritation, but he acknowledged her presence nonetheless.

"What do you want?" he asked, uninterested - causing the other to somewhat flinch at the apathetic tone.

Ater took a breath, before even trying to sort this whole mess out, "I have to… tell you something very important."

Grora mumbled something in response, although probably went unheard even by himself, it was likely an indication he wasn't going to chase her off, not yet anyway.

A minute passed by and she was still unable to just be blunt and honest, which was very unlike her. It looked like he was about to impatiently try to urge her on with whatever this was, but then she beat him to it.

"I'm expecting a young… kitten very soon…" she finally confessed, nervously awaiting his reaction.

"…What are you on about?" he asked, now actually more focused on the cat demon.

"It's… it's your kitten… ours." she clarified.

A long pause of silence. He finally seemed to catch on, by the change of his expression, "…You're shitting me."

Ater had expected this kind of response, as she shook her head, twirling her long hair between her fingers.

He turned away from her, mumbling audibly to himself; "Why did I have to… that night… damn it."

"…Grora?"

"I have to go." said the angel after a moment of thought, completely ignoring her.

With that, he kept his word.

She tried to call after him one more time, though getting no response at all. Tears prickled in the corners of her eyes, as she could only watch him leave.

Unable to bear to be in the garden all by herself, she took off back to where she'd been before.

She found Arbus sitting on the fountain walls. Her usual playful demeanor was broken as she frowned, when her sister approached her with red eyes, trying to wipe away the running stream of tears as she sniffled. Arbus could tell the result of what happened as she leaned in to console her twin – wrapping her arms around her torso and allowing her to lean her head on the other's shoulder.

"Oh Ater, It'll be okay, I'm here for you…"

Another sniffle from her, not removing herself from her twin's embrace just yet, "…Promise?"

"Promise."