♥ || ❛ LOVING.

He was never doing anything too important when he was out like this, usually just traveling between Muramasa’s residence and the Kurosaki Clinic. In this case it was nothing more than some time enjoying the fresh air; half of his trip was spent with him idly hopping through the air, and the other was on the ground like this. In this case it was so that he could properly enjoy the bento box he’d packed himself before he headed out.

He certainly hadn’t seen the creature, but he felt it; there was something in a nearby alleyway that he sensed, even if only faintly. Some sort of animal? It… seemed to be some sort of spirit, whatever it was, and yet– not?

It didn’t take long at all for him to approach it, having spotted the eyes in the direction he assumed it was, only hoping that it would be able to see him. The spirit knelt down to be closer to the level the creature was lying down, picking up a piece of sausage with his chopsticks and setting it down on the ground between them. It certainly seemed to be an animal, now, with what he could see. A strange, large dog, perhaps?

“Here you go, puppy. There’s a good dog.”

    The figure was approaching her. It got closer and closer and she shrunk farther and farther back into the shadows and she could only imagine what would be thrown at her this time–

    –…. He was… kneeling down to her level? And putting a piece of food on the ground for her, no less! So did that mean there was nothing to be scared of after all?

    Slowly but surely she came out of the hiding spot she’d made for herself, sniffing at the sausage before gently grabbing it between her teeth. Mhm– it was definitely food..!! Really good food, too, so without another second wasted she happily chowed down on it with her tail swishing behind her in delight.

     Emil’s nose twitched as he gave a short sniff of the air. They certainly did smell like a dog would – or something of the sort. Like… a dog who had spent a very long time with a human master. Too much time. But over thinking it would only make him question himself over and over again, and question what this creature really was.

     Honestly he didn’t want to know. The look he was getting was innocent enough.

     Puffing a small sigh, Emil crouched down on his haunches and reached a hand out to let himself be examined. If he was deemed worthy enough perhaps he would be allowed closer.

     “You look kinda lost, huh?”

     Upon a hand outstretched and the taller of the two becoming a bit shorter (which was much appreciated), Nina leaned forward with her nose hard at work to give a sniff to the boy’s hand. Mmm-- nothing so far signaled any kind of threat as far as she could tell, so... 

     Ooh!! A new friend!! 

     The dog-like chimera seemed to pep up quite visibly, tail lifting off of the ground and ears no longer against her head. But she wasn’t going to speak yet, not even response to the question she’d been asked. As far as she knew, gestures would work in response, too, so all she’d allow herself to give at the moment was a small nod.

     This was not where she had meant to go. Not at all. The people didn’t seem nice and so she kept to the shadows until they disappeared altogether, revealing her whole form -- tail down between her legs and ears flat against her head with as much of a frown on her face as there could be. 

     That boy had food. Lots of it. And he was alone for the most part, so maybe she could chance it...? Maybe, just maybe, she wouldn’t get yelled at this time. (And maybe her conscience would be alright with the fact that she was about to beg like a dog for food) 

     The chimera stared up at the gamer (who seemed a bit occupied by the game in his hand) for a few moments, head tilted to the side ever so slightly as if questioning what he was doing. However, upon her silent questions going unanswered she brought it upon herself to speak -- something she was actually quite comfortable doing around this particular individual.

     “Y-Yuuki...oh..!!

     She lurked in the shadows more often than not, blending in well with only her white eyes reflecting the sun. For others that looked it would seem creepy given she was looking at someone, but honestly she didn’t do that too often anymore. Too much yelling, too much hatred. (And oh, yes, it hurt.)

     Hunger gnawing at her stomach and loneliness at her heart, she spared a glance over at the sidewalk. It wasn’t crowded today, thankfully, so today she could enjoy the view (which wasn’t much, but anything was welcome). The only figures she saw were the figure of a mother and child walking with a shopping bag or two and... A more.. odd, she supposed, figure: a male clad in black.

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     This was…. Emil couldn’t place it, but it put his senses on edge and the urge to run was strong in the back of his mind. Without a doubt the creature smelled of both canine and homo sapien, but they were no were-animal and clearly neither dog nor human. The wolf swallowed thickly, brows knitting at the sight before him.

     He remained silent, staring in shock, concern and worry for his own well-being simply for the fact that he hadn’t ever run into something like this. And… frankly he had no idea if it was friendly or not.

     She was used to stares like this. Used to being an outcast that was hated for who-knows-what, used to being told to leave and her body even tensed the slightest bit as she looked up at the man, only to stare back in the ground. It was if she was waiting for something -- and honestly, she was. Waiting to be screamed at and called a monster, but... When it didn’t come, she blinked. 

          ' And despite everything, I’m still human. 

                                                   ...BUT I THINK I’M DYING HERE.‘