witchysister asked: Her eyes widened for a moment in slight surprise at the fangs, but she passed it off as some wolf pack nonesense like they'd had in her home town for a few months. "Nice fangs." She smiled a little at the sight of some of the masks that she'd seen.
“Huh…?” He ran his tongue over them before looking upon her again. She was smiling? About seeing fangs? His grip tightened on the door as she was making this all too easy to take advantage of. “Listen…. if you do not wish to be violated in ways unimaginable… I suggest that you turn away from this place now…” It was the last intelligible thing that he could muster before his mind started to fog.
witchysister asked: "W-what's wrong?" She nervously tries to glance over his shoulder, hoping to high and mighty that it went unnoticed. "Sir, do you need help?" She was slightly distracted by the beads, surprised to see someone who still did that.
Inside the home is decorated with traditional Native things such as old masks, intricate wooden carvings, furs, even a pipe, it was a small house, comfortable enough. He bite on his lower lip, not worrying that his fangs would show to this lady, knowing it would be best if she did get scared. “No… no I’m ok…” He wasn’t, he could feel the addiction rising, wanting to extend his hand and take hers, to bring her into bliss, but he let his claws latch onto the door.
capri-stache asked: We miss Katch too, man.
He sighs softly and returns to his chair.
Anonymous asked: Just tell us dammit, or we're never stopping D<
“I think I know who this is, but if you must absolutely know, it’s Katch. It’s been quite lonely lately, and it was nice having someone bothering me every now and then.”
Anonymous asked: TELL US *shakes*
“I would rather not for fear of embarrassing myself.” Just lets you shake him.
witchysister asked: "I- I'm sorry sir. Saw the place from afar. Most are either stuck out in the snow or found a bunker. Just an odd feeling about this place was all..." She smiled shyly, hoping he'd understand. "I'm really sorry, though!"
“It is… fine.” He looks back into his home, the beads in his hair clinking together as his hair shifts from his shoulder, then looks back at you. “You shouldn’t be here…” He says softly, obviously something bothering him as he shifts, his eyes growing slightly desperate.
Anonymous asked: Ooooooh!!!!!!! Who ya miss?!
“Again… it’s none of your guys’s business..”
Anonymous asked: Who is it you're missing?
“Wouldn’t you like to know..?”
“I feel weird saying this but I kind of miss her.” He talks to Leo.
witchysister asked: Maria's eyes narrowed as she looked over a small house in the distance. "Maybe someone's there..." Her hair fell into her face as she pulled up the hood of her jacket, eyeing it as she quietly moved closer to it, softly rapping on the door when near.
“Hm?” He looks over at the door. Company? He didn’t have any planned for today… or any day actually.
Leo trots over to the door, looking up at it, giving a short squeak of a mewl.
“Yes, I know Leo.” He states, standing up and moving to the door, hair a bit messy, wings not visible until physical contact is made, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of a human, half hiding behind the door as he peeks out. “Yes… what do you want…?”