the pout that dominates his countenance is more playful than it is anything else. lance is up - stretching onto his toes as he presses both of his palms flat against his beautiful girl’s maw. “don’t give me that look.” lance pleads ; blinking heavily before breaking stance. “i really need to think about what i say before i actually say it, huh.” he muses. huffs & then promptly lets his head drop forward. defeated. “do you think i made him mad?” a pause - a consideration. “well, madder?”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍. There wasn't a need for her to look to know it was her paladin. An UNSPOKEN agreement, the lioness would lend her paladin a listening ear for his troubles. Whatever her paladin needed, she would provide. Amused, she gently probed her paladin's mind with the lure of soothing purrs. Though in AGREEANCE - she aimed to comfort him.
☽ 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍 ☾ @paldin
𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒. They needed to adjust to new leadership, HIS leadership. He wasn't Shiro, he couldn't replace him. The red BLACK PALADIN was still learning his own leadership style but it couldn't hurt to use some of Shiro's methods. Right?
〝 Y'know you don't have to be so gentle with her, right? 〞 He called out as he entered Red's hanger. They had just finished training with the lions when Keith decided to catch LANCE as he was leaving. 〝 She can TAKE it. 〞