♛ Lestat was in the middle of signing a stack of checks, making sure each one had his perfect flourish of a signature. Of course, normally, Louis would handle these financial details, but Lestat meant to keep these purchases secret – at least for now – and, as if sent on a mission, Louis’ little minion was here! Lestat could smell Louis’s scent on the animal, she must have enjoyed a recent cuddle. Infuriating.

“Lucky for you that I don’t snack in the house anymore… You mewling quim!” He smirked at himself, pleased at the little pop culture reference that only Daniel, had he been within earshot, would’ve truly appreciated. Lestat merely glanced at her with an arched brow… he rarely attempted to pet Willow. She would toy with him, letting him reach for her, before jumping away. Why did Louis insist on keeping these creatures that clawed at furniture, knocked over porcelain and glassware, and incessantly whined to be let out, only moments later to be heard crying out pitifully at the door begging for reentry??! Their habits were confounding. How Louis drew any love from the little beasts was similarly puzzling. Dogs were simply lovable, cats were an enigma at best. He grunted and attempted to ignore her.