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Ily stared up at Pippin as he let go of the side, watching as he remained upright with a huge grin on her face. If one didn't know it, one would think she had also just completed a massive feat. "Yay! Good job!" she giggled, tail wagging happily behind her. The fact that he was still upright and not clinging to her was definitely an improvement in her mind.

"Wanna twy skatin'? Or yews wanna jus' stand dere?" she asked, not pushing him to do anything just yet. He had to get used to the idea of skating anyways.

Damon waved a hand, as if batting away the upsetting thought that bothered the very beautiful woman in front of him. "Don't worry so much about that. Things will work out in the end and I'm sure he'll be the happiest kid ever and it'll be because he had a great mother like you," he replied and stepped out onto the ice to get a little closer to her. Mm, she even smelled good... Mentally slapping himself out of a stupor, his eyes moved from Celi's face and to their kids. "See? He's learning how to skate when earlier he had no idea. Things generally work out in the end," he added, casually crossing his arms across his chest.

Ily giggled and clapped, bouncing ever so slightly where she stood. "Yay! Yews doin it!" she giggled and skated closer to the taller boy. "Yews weally brave fer twying a new thing," she complimented, knowing it was difficult to try new things. Hell, she was a little scared herself when she first got to the rink.

Damon couldn't help the smile that graced his features, mimicking the one that banished the saddened one on Celi's face. "No prob. You know, since they're getting along so well they will have to meet up again later," he replied. Pretty girls, they were so unique and oh so hard to find that actually HAD a brain. That is, not total bitches and such.

God he hated those.

Skating around so she was next to him but not in his way or able to make him trip and fall, Ily watched the boy's slow progress around the rink. Bit by bit he seemed to get it more and more, moving a little faster and a little more steady than the time before. Before they even got to the other end of the rink where their parents stood conversing, Ily was forced to glide smoothly along the ice next to Pippin. "We's almost dere~!" she giggled, beaming happily.

Damon just nodded, watching the two slowly progress around the rink. "Oh no..." he muttered, watching with wide eyes as a older kid came whizzing around and slammed right into the two of them. He wasn't quite as worried about Ily as he was about Pippin and the kid that crashed into them. His daughter may be young, but she had fangs.

Really sharp fangs and claws.

Ily slowly got to her feet, shaking her head and opening her eyes to fixate them on the boy that had crashed into them. They seemed to glow a dark orange, narrowing angrily. "'M fine. Yew?" she asked softly, watching the boy make his leisurely way around the rink once again like a predator did its prey. Her breathing became slower and deeper, her hands balling up into fists. That kid was going to PAY for hurting her friend! Nobody hurt her friends and got away with it!!

"I don't know but I don't like the look Ily has. Come on, better get over there before-" Damon was barely able to finish his statement before Ily suddenly took off across the ice straight at the teen and tackled him. Fangs bit into his arm and fists started beating on whatever she could reach.

"ILYROSA! LET GO OF HIM!! ILLLY!!!" Damon called out, groaning as she seemingly didn't hear him. "Check on Pippin while I pull her off him. Terribly sorry about this," he apologized before racing across the ice along with security, pushing through the crowd that was beginning to form.

After a couple of minutes, Damon emerged from the crowd with Ily slung over one shoulder. He didn’t even seem fazed by her snarls, kicking and punching. Once he got partway across the ice and got a hold on her tail, the boy she had attacked was led away with his arm wrapped up in a temporary bandage. “Uh... You ok? Sorry about her... She’ll calm down soon, but I’m not sure we’ll be able to stay-“

“Daddy! Lemme go!” he heard Ily whine, glancing back at the child’s face. Well, she didn’t look any calmer... “Anyways... Perhaps we could have them get together again another time in a less... crowded place?” Damon continued once he knew it was safe to do so. Ily seemed to be calming down already with the kid out of sight and the scent of blood quickly evaporating, thus causing her anger to subside.

“I sowwy daddy... we hafta go nao?” came her soft voice from behind him, sounding rather upset at the idea of leaving. Upon hearing her tone of voice, the man set her gently back down on the ice. Ily only stared down at the ice, glancing occasionally up at Pippin as if to make sure he was ok and hadn’t run off at seeing the extent of her rage. It wasn’t like she MEANT to get so angry. She just... did.

Damon nodded and, now that he was no longer restraining a struggling and upset child. “Here’s my number if you want to schedule something. I’m home at the most random times, unfortunately, due to my job and Ilyrosa’s... hyper nature.” Grabbing a slip of paper from seemingly nowhere, he handed it over to Celi with a flourish. In fancy handwriting deep red ink spelled out Damon’s name as well as a phone number.

“No pwobwem. People shoul’n’ huwt odher people,” Ily replied softly, not really realizing that by beating the snot out of the kid that had run into them, she was going against what she said only moments before. Yet, revenge had been gotten and all was fair in her mind and that was all she cared about. At the very mention of play by her father and Celi, the spawn’s tail swished back and forth like that of an overeager puppy. “WEALLY?! YAY!! WE’S GONNA PWAY ‘GAIN!!” There were few things the child couldn’t get excited over, and yet, there weren’t many things that would bring the child to such absolute happiness like the idea of getting to hang out with her friends again.