"Chaos's Beloved," Leshy x The Yellow Cat

Chapter 4: Mission

"It's a pretty nice house," Dorian says, "Built for one person so you'll probably be living in your own."

Leshy sniffs around, "This... This can work," he goes inside, sniffing more.

Milo followed close behind, his excitement palpable. "What do you think, Lesh? Isn't it great?"

Leshy lays on the ground, right next to the bed, "This... will do..."

Milo stares at him, "You'll sleep on the ground?"

"Why not?" Leshy asks as he gets comfy.

"Ok well... I'm going to the cult farm..." Milo says as he heads for the door.

"Wait, shouldn't I have a job?" Leshy asks.

"Oh, no. There at the cult we realize it's harder for people with disabilities to work, so you don't have to work hard labor," Milo explains.

"Ok so... what do I do?" Leshy asks as he gets up.

Milo gives a slight smile, "Pray."

"Pray? That's all?" Leshy asks, "I just pray... to... them...?"

Milo nods, "Yep! But of course, if you want to do hard labor like farm, no one is going to stop you."

Leshy walks outside, "Where do I pray?"

"At The leader's statue. It's in the middle of the cult. Did I not show you? How did I forget? I would point to it but you can't see so I'll just take you there," Milo says as he grabs Leshy's arm.

Leshy follows, and soon enough they stop and Leshy sniffs around. Leshy didn't particularly care for the smell, especially since it was so close to the kitchen, but that's when his nose caught something, flowers, camellia flowers.

Leshy felt around and caught it in his hands, he didn't pluck it though, instead he sniffed it gently and smiled. Milo walked over and sat next to him, "You like the flowers? The leader planted them."

Leshy sniffed more before opening his mouth and biting down, tearing them out of the ground and swallowing.

Milo blinked, "Wha... Leshy! What did... why?" he asked.

Leshy let out a loud burp before sticking out his tongue, "These are pathetic, back in Darkwood they used to taste so much better!"

"Well, they weren't meant to be eaten Leshy! The leader planted them to be looked at," Milo frowned.

Leshy was silent, looking in Milo's general direction before saying, "Milo... I can't fucking see..."

"Well, you could have left them for people who can," Milo says.

Leshy lets out a loud laugh, "HA! No... other people can go fuck themselves."

“Leshy!” Milo said, “That's not...” he sighed, “Try not to say that in front of other people.”

Leshy sniffed around more, "I smell the kitchen from here. It's contaminating everything... if Heket was the one cooking I swear it would be ten times better," he growled.

"Heket? Oh, that must be one of the others that came with you right? I was told about them," Milo said with a smile.

"They are my siblings... Heket's my sister..." Leshy says.

Milo seemed shocked at that, "Sister!? I thought she was a dude!"

Leshy lets out a laugh, "You better make sure she doesn't hear that, but yeah, she is pretty masculine. You should have heard her voice when she could talk."

Milo raised an eyebrow, "When she could talk? She can't talk anymore? What happened?"

Leshy sighed, "Long story... but... same reason I can't see..." Leshy gets up, dusts himself off, and sniffs The Lamb's statue, "This is made of gold... isn't it?"

Milo nods, "Yep! Took forever. We had to melt it down and... what are you doing?"

Leshy seemed to be trying to eat the statue, "Yeah... this is real... tastes like shit..."

Milo blinks, "Let's just um... teach you how to pray, alright?"

Leshy shrugs as Milo guides him to a seat and grabs his hands, "I know how to pray," Leshy said, "This isn’t the first cult I've been in."

"It's not? What others have you been in?" Milo asks, "That must have been after you disappeared, right?"

Leshy is silent, unsure if he should say, "It's not... important... that's in the past now..."

Milo was going to press further when he heard a voice from behind, "Teaching Leshy how to pray?" It was The Lamb.

Milo turned and bowed, "Leader! How can we help you?"

The Lamb smiled, "You've been doing great with Leshy, Milo, at least from what I've seen." The Lamb looks at Leshy, "He has been doing good right?" Leshy is silent before nodding, not wanting to talk to the animal that killed him.

"That's what I thought." The Lamb turned back to Milo, "However we are running low on meat and I can't go on a run to get them because of... the new followers acting up... and everyone is struggling with the lack of a good harvest so you're the only one really able to go get them... so I'm sending you on a mission. Think you can handle that?"

Milo nodded eagerly, his excitement at being trusted with a mission evident. "Of course, Leader. I'll do it!"

The Lamb smiles, "Good. Leshy, sorry for the short notice, but I'll have to give you a temporary new helper. But don't worry, I'm sure Milo will be back in no time. Milo, you can go tomorrow, after you get your stuff ready."

Milo nods, "Of course leader! Thank you, leader."

The Lamb then walked off, going to the temple. Leshy growled as Milo got up and clapped his hands together, "Can you believe it!? The leader has given me a mission! This is fantastic!"

Leshy grunted and put his head in his hands, "Do you... have to go?" Leshy didn't like the idea of the only person he knew here, other than his siblings, leaving so soon.

"Leshy... this is a great honor! I'll go get my stuff ready!" Milo then ran off, leaving Leshy at the giant lamb statue, alone.