C Otherworldly (with Lovebite)

[Lovebite]

Parker frowned for a moment at the food and placed the plate down on the rug, he stroked his childrens fur lined bellies fondly,"I'll find food." He murmured to them, though they still drink milk he would need to eat as well to continue feeding them, his hands scratched gently at their soft heads. The children more like little shadows than anything, he smiled softly at them and moved them to lay them beneath the arm chair where they had made their dwelling space. Peter took the plate and stood up, walking into the kitchen to place it down on the counter,"I need something else." He didn't know what he needed, but surely if he left he would find out.