•Pritch DeWald•

*I shove the fluffy cat into your arms* take care of him okay?

What am I supposed to do with- *stiffens as the cat lands in his arms, his expression caught between confusion and discomfort*

give him catnip in thirty minutes and an hour later give him two treats

*stiffens with a grimace and a deep inhale* woah, okay, okay. i can hardly breathe here. *brushes my hybrid wolf black fluffy long tail with navy blue details on his arms to calm him a bit*

*The sudden touch of the other's tail startles him, and he stops focusing on the guard for a second. He looks down at the other, and his grip loosens a bit. He seems to be fascinated by the other's tail, and he moves his hand to touch it*

*flinches slightly but doesn't pull away* hey, that's- *pauses, seeing his fascination* ...actually, you're pretty gentle with it *carefully moves tail into his hand*

*He feels the slight tremor of your body against his, the sound a soft, unexpected vibration against his chest. The sound is an anomaly.* Explain the variable.

*He didn't respond to your plea, his grip tightening again. He was still focused on the bodyguard, his breathing heavy and his eyes narrowed. He was not going to let anyone take you away from him.*