Typing his pin into the lock pad, Altair stepped aside as the doors slid open, and out from the door, Ren came tackling Altair as she began to lick his cheek.
He laughed, "Ren, I missed you too!" he said, rustling her fur just behind her ear where she liked. He kissed her cheek, smiling. "How've you been?"
Nudging herself against his face like a cat, Ren hopped onto his head. And growled at the intruders with the cold intent to kill, filling her pearly dark blue eyes. Altair's quarter was her domain, her territory she marked with her Prince.
"Easy, Ren," Altair gently said, tracing his fingers over her soft fur. "As long as they don't touch anything that doesn't belong to them. We won't have an issue."
He was furious, too, but it wasn't the time for violence…. Not yet.
Memorizing each of their faces without expression, Altair calmly watched as they entered one by one.
