These are not the droids you are looking for strikes again.
His posture shifts to a position of alert. Not the person he was looking for, and someone that he hasn't seen around before to boot - and this is not the Liminal when new people should show up. Plus a werewolf from his world, or someone who knows what to mimic extremely well, at least.
And she knows his name. The fondness doesn't go unnoticed, but it's very much fading into the background at everything else.
He shifts to a standing position, ears flicking forward, tail coming up, only just so still in a neutral position.
"Who are you?" he responds, and the fondness doesn't reflect in his voice at all - only startled displeasure at the wrong person showing up and acting so familiar.
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These are not the droids you are looking for strikes again.His posture shifts to a position of alert. Not the person he was looking for, and someone that he hasn't seen around before to boot - and this is not the Liminal when new people should show up. Plus a werewolf from his world, or someone who knows what to mimic extremely well, at least.
And she knows his name. The fondness doesn't go unnoticed, but it's very much fading into the background at everything else.
He shifts to a standing position, ears flicking forward, tail coming up, only just so still in a neutral position.
"Who are you?" he responds, and the fondness doesn't reflect in his voice at all - only startled displeasure at the wrong person showing up and acting so familiar.