[William will hear a rap of knuckles on the other side of the door and possibly a strange little squealing growl. A certain Mirror!Archangel has found a lost little lion cub wondering the hallway and for one reason or another has picked it up and brought it with in hopes perhaps this William knows where it belongs. It's taken to squirming in his arms a lot and gnawing on his cape or sleeve, which luckily for him his armor protects him from those teeth or the little sharp claws it has.
At least until the Lion gets to his wrist where the cloth stops and it begins half gnawing half sucking on the meaty part of his thumb. He winces, hissing, unable to really stop the thing due to being afraid of dropping it. He's talking to it but it's not doing much.]
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At least until the Lion gets to his wrist where the cloth stops and it begins half gnawing half sucking on the meaty part of his thumb. He winces, hissing, unable to really stop the thing due to being afraid of dropping it. He's talking to it but it's not doing much.]