Mrh-- [his shoulders draw up in the midst of hair-mussing, his face reddening. he should be annoyed by the teasing, truly! but the flip in his stomach isn't annoyance.
he peeps through the bangs now in his face, his mouth pursed in a gentle pout, getting a shielded glimpse of Grey's expression.
in his hand, his tail twitches for want to wag.
in your care. his heart thumps. he straightens his posture back up, nodding.]
no subject
he peeps through the bangs now in his face, his mouth pursed in a gentle pout, getting a shielded glimpse of Grey's expression.
in his hand, his tail twitches for want to wag.
in your care. his heart thumps. he straightens his posture back up, nodding.]
I'll do my best, obviously.