Fluffy Life

Fluffy whimpered. She was cold and she had wawas on her and she had saddies and her mummah didn't want her to get any milkies because she was a munsta babbeh and... Wait. She didn't have any wawas on her, and she wasn't cold, either. She was on something soft. There was also something that smelled like milkies right in front of her. She crawled towards it, not liking how her leggies wouldn't move how she wanted them to, and latched onto it with her mouthie, confirming that it was, indeed, milkies. She drank her milkies, happily making chirpies the whole time. No more saddies, either. Avalon smiled as the little fluffy had her first taste of milk. It definitely wasn't real milk, but milk substitute was the best she could do, and the fluffy seemed to like it. Avalon was a troll of fairly average height, with semi-long horns that curved away from each other slightly and ended in sharp curves going straight back. Her hair was short, and she tended to not give two shits about how it looked. She was currently wearing a pastel violet shirt with her symbol on it, which was a bright teal bell shape with a keyhole on it. Symbols were in a troll's blood color, which was usually a lot darker than that, but Avalon was a proud mutant-blood, and by some freak coincidence, she managed to end up with a mutant-blooded lusus as well.

Trolls reproduced like humans for the most part, except for the fact that both genders had the same junk. But enough talking about troll genitals. They raised children the same way humans did, except for the fact that trolls hatched as wigglers, small grubs with stubby little legs and hard shells in their blood color. They would go into cocoons at some point, emerging as a child in the more humanoid form that trolls have. The lusus naturae were still fairly important, though, and it was thought that having a lusus roughly the same age would create a smarter troll due to the fact that lusii didn't mess around or procrastinate. They were a big responsibility and a part of growing up. They mentored and sometimes raised the young troll, and at the same time, the troll was like a zookeeper, making sure that the lusus wasn't out doing weird shit. Wild lusii roamed the forests, surviving and just generally being a nuisance to anything that wasn't a grub with their blood color. When they got old enough without selecting a wiggler, they'd often vanish to God-knows-where and exist as wild animals, never bonding with trolls.

As for Avalon's lusus, she was a huge, white cat. She was the size of a tiger, with a pair of bat wings and twin tails. Her claws contained venom, not enough to actually do any real damage independent of the wound itself, but it made the afflicted area hurt like a bitch, and it would last for hours. Her name was Cider, and she was very loving, if a bit overprotective. Avalon and her twin brother were abandoned in the forest as newborn grubs because of their blood by superstitious parents, and Avalon was found by the cub-sized Cider soon after. She never found out what happened to Anansi, and she barely even remembered him. Back to the present, Avalon yelped, flushed bright teal, and almost dropped the bottle when Breksa suddenly came up and touched the base of her horn. Although Breksa was an awesome matesprit, and generally calm and collected, she was a bit trollish, for lack of a better word, when it came to sexual interactions. Avalon's horns were more sensitive than a normal troll's, and Breksa knew it, often coming up and touching them where it gave her a raging boner for the hell of it at inappropriate times. Avalon gave her an annoyed look. "Oh my god... Are you trying to make me cum in my pants?"

"Maybe."

"We can... do it when I'm not trying to feed this foal. What are we going to name her, anyway?"

"I was thinking... Aeri. I don't know where it came from, but I feel like it fits."

Avalon made a small "hmmph" of approval and attempted to feed Aeri while ignoring the stupid erection that Breksa gave her. Beck's death had been a shock to her, but the two managed to get over it, knowing that it was what Beck would have wanted. Breksa wanted to wait for a bit to break the news to Avalon, knowing that she was a bit unstable in the mind, but Avalon absolutely despised it when people acted like she was anything but a fully functional troll. So, Breksa told her soon after getting home. Avalon was initially distraught, but was able to calm herself down in the presence of the rain-soaked newborn fluffy.