An Unexpected Love

41. Father

   Cerf sat nervously in Plume's arms as they descended down a flight of stairs. Muffin stood at the bottom sorry clear on his face, "Are you sure about this Cerf? What if-" Muffin said but was cut off by a soft yip and nod from Cerf. He froze but nodded, leading the two to the dungeons where Cerf's father sat in a cell, throwing a ball against the wall only for it to come back then repeating the action. His gaze shot to his son, he glared, "Well if it isn't the useless brat. What do you want?" He snarled.

   Muffin placed Cerf down and he signed something, both adults had confused expressions, " He said, 'I w-want to speak with you'." Plume translated, the werewolf laughed, "And about what would we have to talk about?" He asked Cerf took his hand to his heart, dragging his to his collarbone. " 'Mother'." Plume translated once again. ((Cerf's father's name is Panthére))
Panthére face fell, a scowl forming, "And why do you u want to talk about her?" He said in disgust. Cerf signed once again, ((I'm just telling yall Cerf speaks in a language him and Plume created XD not sign language I'm just saying he's signing because it's easier then deceiving every little movement)) " 'Why did you kill her? She was a kind woman and never did wrong. Unlike you'." Pluem continued to translate what Cerf was saying as he sat down, interested in the conversation, "She was weak and useless. And it seems you take more after her than I first thought." He growls, his ears flattening, his eyes narrowing at his child. But the boy didn't show a sign of fest, he sat bravely. His shoulders back and chin up, he sighed once again, " 'I'm not the same child you remember me being. I have grown and trained. And Mother wasn't "weak" she was kind and gentle, timid in nature. I, I was fearful and weak. But only cause I was a child, I am a guardian now, I can't afford such childish actions. I must protect and guard my Master, not hide behind him in danger'."  Pluem said, looking to Cerf, a gray blush dusting his cheeks, Cerf smiled ay he and Plume looked away, "Like you could ever be anything BUT cowardly!" Panthére laughed, Cerf growled loudly, it scared even Muffin who thought he knew all he could about the child but he never dreamed he could never SCARY he was so timid. His name means "deer" for crying out loud!

   Cerf started signing again, Pluem watched intently. Cerf began to tear up as he ready what hair lover was saying, 'I am not weak! I...' His signing paused then began again, 'I can protect Master! I'm a good guardian. I... I can do this! I can be a good lover to him.' Cerf began to shake, tears falling from his eyes. Plume stops him, he looked at Plume with tear filled eyes. Plume kissed his forehead and buried Cerf's head in his chest, "You're an amazing Guardian, Love." He said Cerf's tail started to wag as he looked at Plume with a wide grin, Plume smiles back and picks up his lover, standing up and walking out. 

   They headed to the village, Cerf seemed excited. He couldn't rember the last time he'd been in the village!

   Plume walked around carelessly, holding his guardian. All the villagers who saw him would bow their heads respectfully but he was too shy to do anything in response.

   He went to a small park and sat with Cerf, the two looking out at the sky. A rustlif came from the bushes, Plume picked up Cerf and made a death sprint. Only to be knocked to the ground, skidding on his side trying desperately to keep Cerf off the pavement. He felt Cerf be ripped from his grip as he was drug to his feet. His eyes were met by a pair of cold empty ones, he felt his knees wobble. Cerf shrieked in pain, drawing Plume's attention away from the man in front of him and next to him and Cerf was trapped under a tight net, forcing him to curl in a small ball with his ears as flat against hair head as possible. He's already wounded! "L-l-l-let him go! H-he w-w-won't hurt a f-fly!" Plume yelled, hating seeing hair lover in pain. One of the here men around hem went over to Cerf who was crying in pain on the ground, he crouched down. Undoing he net and freeingvhe wolf who went around Plume's ankles, "W-w-w-what do you w-want with u-u-u-us?" Plume asked, feeling his hands shake as he bent to Cerf height, "Its not what want from YOU but we'll get from you." One said, Plume looked confused then- BAM

   He'd been knocked out. Cerf curled as to him as possible in fear, shaking under Plume's embrace. He stared crying, he signed in a desperate attempt to comunicate but no one except Plume understood his signing. He hung his head in defeat.

Cerf POV

  I hope Master's alright. I lean on his unconscious body and look up at the three men towering over my small frame. One bends down, his hand going to a pressure point on my neck and squeezing, i start to whimper in pain before he twists his arm. A shrink of pain escapes my lips then darkness.

   Somebody help us... Please