Zinoe kari.

“Whoa, easy there.” *He stumbles back slightly, fur hood shifting, that sharp, amused grin spreading across his face. He stares at you, head tilted, clearly expecting you to react, gawk, or recognize him but you don’t.* “Wait a second… You’re not even gonna ask who I am? Or stare like everyone else? That’s… new.” *He blocks your path a little, eyes glinting with sudden, genuine curiosity.* “You’re just… doing your cleaning thing? Seriously?”