12-29-2020, 10:08 PM
Michael lifted his head up from where it was ducked down within the kitchen, searching for salt and pepper, when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching his home. Trevor even seemed to shift on the couch, the coyote's ears perking up as Pearlcatcher moved inside, and Eulia waited stiffly in the doorway. With a light smile on his muzzle, Michael waved in Pearl's direction, speaking cheerfully, "Pearlcatcher! Hello, welcome to my house. I've got some plain latkes without the onions, don't worry. Honestly I sometimes don't like the crunch of the onions, so I've always made two batches. Gimme just a minute..." He turned with his pair of seasonings, sprinkling them on the two plates of latkes before he pushed the one without onions towards Pearlcatcher. As he did so, he prodded at Trevor's side gently, muttering at his husband, "Jesus Trev, say hello. Come on." The coyote snickered and raised his head, dark brown eyes focused on Pearlcatcher as he spoke, "My name's Trevor Townley-Phillips. Shithead's husband." The canine stretched out one of his back legs, prodding lightly at Michael's shoulder and making the dealer roll his eyes.
Then, Michael's gaze moved over to Eulia, mismatched blue eyes briefly widening when he took in her presence. It had been a while since he had seen Lu, figuring that she was holed up somewhere, away from them all. He opened his mouth to speak, but Trevor beat him to it, gruff voice directed in the smaller feline's direction, "Little wings, little horns... you one'a Roxie's kids?" Michael sighed at him, the bobcat rolling his eyes before he mumbled, "Her name's Eulia, T. And she is one of my nieces, yeah." He then looked back towards Lu, offering the white furred child a smile before he spoke, "Hey, Lu. Haven't seen you in a while... and yeah, I can cook a little. Nowhere near as well as Rox, and it took a lot of years of practice for me to even be good at latkes, but I like to think they're pretty good..." He trailed off momentarily, gaze awkwardly focused on the floor in thought. He never really knew where he stood with Eulia. After a moment of thought, he gestured inside, offering, "You can come in and try a latke, if you want. I mean, you're family after all. No reason to be shy about coming in." Trevor seemed to nod in agreement, although he stayed silent after a bit of a look from Michael.
Then, Michael's gaze moved over to Eulia, mismatched blue eyes briefly widening when he took in her presence. It had been a while since he had seen Lu, figuring that she was holed up somewhere, away from them all. He opened his mouth to speak, but Trevor beat him to it, gruff voice directed in the smaller feline's direction, "Little wings, little horns... you one'a Roxie's kids?" Michael sighed at him, the bobcat rolling his eyes before he mumbled, "Her name's Eulia, T. And she is one of my nieces, yeah." He then looked back towards Lu, offering the white furred child a smile before he spoke, "Hey, Lu. Haven't seen you in a while... and yeah, I can cook a little. Nowhere near as well as Rox, and it took a lot of years of practice for me to even be good at latkes, but I like to think they're pretty good..." He trailed off momentarily, gaze awkwardly focused on the floor in thought. He never really knew where he stood with Eulia. After a moment of thought, he gestured inside, offering, "You can come in and try a latke, if you want. I mean, you're family after all. No reason to be shy about coming in." Trevor seemed to nod in agreement, although he stayed silent after a bit of a look from Michael.