Thierry was comfortable. This young human of his was warm and the hand lightly rubbing his head and ears was making him sleepy. So sleep is what he shall down. Don't mind him if he purrs like a small motor boat.

Lukas knew there was something he was meant to be doing. Whatever it was, staring at wampus kittens wasn't it. He couldn't help it though. They were small and adorable and a part of him wanted to pick one up and cuddle it! Not that he would, he wasn't stupid and he knew better. And yet he couldn't look away.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted but a loud growl. Had th- no, it couldn't have come from the wampus kitten, could it? Why would it be growling like that. What had happened?

His ears perked at the growl. Disturbing his sleep, did that other cat thing know that? You, yes, you. Thierry opened his eyes sitting up on Lukas' lap as tall as he could. Don't you look at us, wampus. Not at his human boy child. He was his. Not sharing. Hiiiiiiisssssssss!

Nudddddddge. Rubs his head against the kids trying to force him to look away from that yellow eyed demon cat. Purr. Head bump!

Wha-?! Ugh! "Thierry, what are you doing, shhh... lay back down, it's okay," Lukas whispered trying to keep Thierry from nudging his furry head into his face again. He didn't much like getting fur in his mouth, thank you very much. He scooped Thierry into his arms again cuddling the kneazle against his chest. "Better? All my attention is on you now." And the Professor. He was listening now. What type of food did the wampus it. Got it. Looks like everyone around him had that answer under control.

Wait! Nooooo! What was he d- Oooh. Yes, yes this was good. Keeping the cuddles and pets coming. He laid down, his head in the crook of the boys arms, eyes back on that wampus.