ORIGIN

Envy was already on the throne by the time that Pride arrived. It looked as though they were just relaxing, lazing on their side. And as one drew near, the reasoning for that was clear; beside the throne, lay a small, pale green mass, curled up into a little ball of velvety newborn fuzz and chubby baby fat. This mass was, quite clearly, unconscious; and judging by the also-exhausted stance of the parent and their noticeably emaciated frame, they were part of the cause.

Having never eaten themselves, Charity's voracious appetite presented a whole new challenge to the weasel, and it was getting difficult for them to deal with. Luckily, though, they had a spell to cover that. Charity had played until she tired, cried for food, eaten herself silly, and then simply passed out next to the throne, glittering. Envy swore that her weight must have tripled in the short days since her hatching.

At the sound of approaching hoofbeats, Envy shot upright, perching on the edge of the throne and peering out to see Pride arriving. Had he come to give them a break? For once Envy's jealousy was put on the backburner. Parenting was hard. They hadn't been prepared for this. "Yes, Pride?"

At the mention of bringing a friend, though, Envy's hopes were quickly dashed. They swept their paws quickly over their whiskers, straightened their wayward crown, perked their spines and stood tall. Noticing the other creatures riding on Pride- which was usually their spot- they sucked in their breath, and focused on bringing out their wings. In little more than a moment, the ethereal appendages arched red from their shoulders, and tiny devil horns appeared atop their head. They fluttered over to Pride and perched between his antlers, standing tall and proud. After a moment, they paused to cast a studious eye over Pride's back and find this 'friend'. At 7 inches tall, they weren't very big- but they were a king!

"...Welcome to my Kingdom!" they twittered after a moment. Then, as though reciting a line from a book, continued; " The Sinful Seven! Here we take our flaws... our... 'sins'... and turn them into our strengths!"

But the white rabbit seemed, if Envy were honest, a little bit stupid.

Speech. Thought.

Envy turned suddenly, as a young voice reached their ears, and they flinched, jumping back, quills rattling with embarrassment. "I knew that!" they piped indignantly, as they tried their best to flatten their spines. "...But obviously the rabbit is a friend. Otherwise Pride wouldn't have brought it! So technically I was right."

The weasel relaxed as the little bird fluttered off- but suddenly panicked as she made straight for Charity. "W-wait! I've just managed to-" they tried to stop the bird, but were cut off by their daughter's panicked cries. The weasel froze in a moment of panic. They leaped off of Pride's head without thinking and, using magic to summon their wings, caught themselves mid leap. With surprising grace their wings burst into existence, catching them midair, and like a dragon they circled once, and landed between the two newborns.

Envy fussed over Charity for a moment, making sure that she was no longer afraid, but never pushing away the bird. They looked up at Pride after a few moments as he explained his reasoning, and their eyes widened for a moment. "A... a friend?" they asked, as though the idea was strange to them. They drew back, settling next to the hybrid, examining the bird with a tilt of their head. Then they looked back up at Pride. Did that mean the bird would become a part of their kingdom? They relaxed, noticeably, at that thought, gaze fleetingly passing to Charity, and then Pride.

"I... I suppose it couldn't hurt... So long as she lets Charity get some sleep."

They looked, pointedly, at the bird. Finally, they looked back at Pride, hanging close over their daughter, seemingly at loathe to leave her. But then a moment later, they perked up. "Charity, come!" they twittered, and bounded back over to the deer. Slowing down as they drew near, they looked up curiously at the new tone of Pride's voice. They glanced back at Charity and the bird. Then they lowered their own voice.

"I'm doing fine," they said simply.

Speech. Thought.

Envy's quills twitched. Exhausting, huh? At least they weren't the only one. The weasel felt a brief pang of satisfaction. They watched as Charity waddled over, and clung to the deer's foreleg, gaze lingering for perhaps a moment longer than normal. The little one's show of affection wasn't something she'd shown Envy before; perhaps because they were always just there. But the side of their lip twitched- but they found their attention drawn back to the little bird as she asked to stay.

Immediately their jealousy was overshadowed by glee at the thought of having another subject in their kingdom. It had been far too long since they'd seen little Sirius, and there hadn't been any other newcomers to the kingdom for quite some time. It would be exciting to finally increase their numbers, and refreshing to see a new face around here.

"wh-what? Of course you can stay! No need to visit."

They turned to glance up at Pride.

Speech. Thought.