Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia or any characters you may recognize from the books or the movies, I wish I did but I don't... I also don't own the Narnian Calendar. It belongs to Elecktrum who was kind enough to let me borrow it for my story. Her own stories are awesome and you should go read them too.
Summary: Peter's simple swim turned into a lesson in the hazards of Leopards.
A/N: A pure fluff two-shot requested by WillowDryad, she also pushed for me to do this second part. Hope you like it. This is part of my A Light in the Darkness universe. But, you can read it as a standalone if you so choose. Enjoy!
The Hazards of Leopards
Part Two
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Someone was lying on his chest. Peter twitched his nose as something soft and silky tickled it. Then he felt something damp and rough touch his temple. Did someone just lick him? He finally opened his eyes and blinked to see a pair of big blueish-gray eyes staring back at him. "Shesheta? What are you… How did you get in here?"
The Leopard cub giggled, "Mama told the Tigers I could." She placed a velvet black paw on one side of his face and licked up his temple into his hair.
Peter coughed as she licked his hair again, "Umm, Shesheta, why are you grooming me?"
Shesheta giggled again and nuzzled his face, "King Peterrr, you got cream in your hair. I'm getting it out." She promptly wrapped her paw tighter around his head and returned to licking his hair.
Peter reached up and felt something in his hair (where Shesheta hadn't reached yet), drawing his hand back down, he saw it was indeed cream. Edmund, that little rat. Shesheta let out a little growl and licked his hair with more force. "Don't move, King Peterrr."
He mused silently that he didn't have much of a choice. Shesheta was the youngest and the runt of the litter, but she was still a Leopard and she was growing up fast…not to mention growing heavy since she was a good thirty pounds now. She purred as she groomed his hair. Finally, she gave his hair one last lick then nuzzled his face, "I got the cream out, King Peterrr."
Peter forced a grin, "Thank you, Shesheta. It was most, umm, kind of you."
Shesheta preened, giving him a smile that showed her sharp teeth (which he noted were getting bigger…of course, that might have been amplified by the fact they were an inch from his nose). Then she licked his face again, giggling, "King Peterrr, you're my favorite. I love you."
Peter chuckled, "I love you too, Shesheta."
He grunted when she suddenly pressed both her forepaws on his chest and stuck her nose in his face, looking very mournful, "King Peterrr, I'm sorry I took your fur away last Fifthday."
"My what?"
The little Leopard still gave him the saddest of looks as she flattened her ears and drooped her head, "Mama said I shouldn't have took your pants because they're your fur. I'm sorry, King Peterrr."
She looked so contrite and little that Peter couldn't even bear to even pretend to be stern with her. "It's okay, Shesheta. I know you didn't mean any harm." He tickled under her chin, making her giggle and roll off him as she ended up on her side, purring happily. Peter sat up and scratched behind her ears, only to pause mid-scratch as he noticed the pile at the end of his bed, "Shesheta, what are those?"
The Leopard cub perked up, "Oh! I got you new fur!" She pounced on the pile and pulled out one silvery pair of leggings, dragging them to Peter and draping them over his shoulder, "Do you like them? I got lots and lots of them, all the ones I could find! Do you like them, King Peterrr?"
Peter stared at the leggings. He had a suspicion…but Shesheta was looking up at him with such eagerness and hope in her big blueish-gray eyes. He smiled at her and got out of bed, then held the leggings against his legs, over his nightshirt. He snickered and Shesheta let out a disgusted huff as they both saw the leggings ended a good five inches above his ankles and they were too slim to even begin to cover his calves. The Leopard cub huffed again and pounced on the pile with a growl, pawing through it until she found some pants and dragged them to the edge of the bed, "What about these, King Peterrr?"
Peter opened his mouth to refuse but then she peered up at him with those big eyes of hers again and he shut his mouth. He took the pants and held them in front of his legs. They were also five inches too short and were cut too slim. He looked at Shesheta who was frowning at the pants, "Umm, Shesheta, where exactly did you find these?"
"In the other bedroom."
In the other… Peter grinned as he asked, "Did you take all the pants you found in the other bedroom?"
Shesheta barely nodded before they both jumped as his door slammed open and a low growl sounded, "Where are my pants?" Edmund stalked over to him, hair sticking up in every direction, and snatched the pants out of Peter's hands, "Those are mine! And, why did you take all of them?" Edmund gave him a dark look as he scooped the rest of his pants into his arms. "Bad enough Oreius said we have to report for training before sunrise on a Sixthday! Then I can't find any of my pants."
Peter glanced down at where Edmund's bare legs were starkly pale and slender then he grinned at his little brother, "Please do put some pants on before you blind us with your pearly white legs, Snow White."
Edmund glared at him, but with his arms full of pants, he couldn't retaliate. "I'll see you on the training yard, Goldilocks."
Peter smirked as Edmund stalked out of his room then he turned to Shesheta was watching with her head tilted and an adorably nonplussed look on her face. He bent and placed a kiss on each of her furry cheeks, "Thank you so much, Shesheta. You're the sweetest Leopard I know."
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