drabble request! I'm in my lowest, so a fluffy family interaction (father/daughter) in any fandom you like, would be nice. thanks 💜
I present to you a literally fluffy family: cat-daughter and her tiger-dad! 10% Skyrim, 90% headcanon.
Daughter of Jone (She-Who-Changes)
Ahkari is no kitten any longer, but father is Pahmar, sharp-clawed and fierce-tempered. Twice as many paws on the sand, thus twice as fast. Not so wise to run if he has decided Ahkari should be sat down for discipline.
Ahkari grumbles, whiskers trembling with anger-fear, but sits down obediently on the ground to hear father speak, as is polite for two-leg children of four-leg parents. She is surprised, though. Instead of swatting her with a big paw, father curls up around her and thumps down into the dust, surrounding her with sleek tiger stripes and the fluff of his tan belly. His tail flicks over her knee.
“In trouble again,” he comments, and begins to lick her shoulder. Ahkari’s dust-matted fur stands up stiffly.
Ahkari hisses. “This one is always in trouble. For what, this time? For buying a nice dress, for–”
“Listen,” he rumbles, and she quiets. “S’radar tells you.”
The story father tells does not seem to relate overmuch to Ahkari’s rule-breaking afternoon. It is about Clan Mother Mizaba-ko and her wise, excellent rule. It is not the discipline Ahkari expected. Indeed, father seems more concerned with grooming her properly. That afternoon she was tossed into the street and rolled many times before she could run; her fur is so dusty that it takes until the stars start to come out overhead, silver-scattered on a purpling horizon. The sore memories go away, though, as the dirt does.
She is no kitten any longer, but Ahkari admits it is not really a hardship to let father lick-stroke his heavy paw across her head over and over until her ears are clean and her forelock lies flat. She purrs rustily along with the sand thrushes that come out as evening falls. It is nice to be a child still, sometimes. To be groomed and told stories and watch the stars with father.
If Ahkari had to guess the lesson of the story, she might say that it is about parents who are not angry that their son is really a daughter.
