howling soul.

"M'......" not human. He's learned that earlier when under Bentley and learned more being under Monkey King.

For a brief instant Seluna's eyes focus on his tail; body language isn't the same for all creatures with a tail, but if he's anything close to a pray animal, it's clear he's very nervous about her presence.

Seluna let's out a sigh, takes a step back and hides her clawed hand in her pockets. She doesn't blame him for being on alert, although it never fails to hurt her a little.

he takes, and takes and takes. Most likely he'll take something from the thief later before he calls the cops. Every moment was important but he makes sure to get at least some money from this whole ordeal.

An embarrassed laughter escapes Seluna at his comment about not liking thieves. Good thing he's never met her when she was a lonely kid with no other means of survival, but that's a time long past. She needn't doing any of that anymore.

At his request of lending him her phone, she tilts her head to the side, a little confused.

"Haven't you gotten a device with your arrival at the island"

"...!" She smells---, "You sme--Smell funny." And dangerous. He isn't sure if he's scared or not. Would Monkey King be scared? Probably not. Monkey King was the bravest he knew.

A big silly pout forms on Seluna's face at the stranger's comment, small pointed ears twitching just slightly in annoyance. That was just rude!

"Well, you don't smell quite human either!"

Truth be told, she doesn't recognize what kind of creature he is either; definitely something she's never met before and, thankfully for him, curiosity replaces her anger quickly.

"Klay..." she repeats, smile unwavering while she lets her mind memorize his name. After a moment she adds; "I'm Seluna!"

Her eyes move down a moment to the poor fella that's just been beaten up by her new friend-- usually she can smell them before they get too close, but maybe the scent of flowers carried by spring's air had her too distracted. Anyhow, she walks around the thief to offer Klay a clawed hand to shake.

Seluna turns around when a voice reaches her, towel pressed against her cheek to damp her sweat. She wasn't doing anything special, really-- just some stretching to help her muscle relax after jogging around the housing blocks.

She welcomes the stranger with a sharp-toothed smile.

“Red flowers are my favorite. ‘S nice they get a whole holiday basically t’ themselves...”

Till nuzzles the rose’s petals against his cheek to feel their velvety texture before looking at her again timidly. He’d only just learned about the origin of this holiday and its primary meaning in this world a few hours ago... Is it possible that this woman doesn’t know?

Seluna's clawed fingers let go of the rose as the young man takes it to himself, her smile getting brighter while she flashes him with a wink.

"You're welcome!"

"If you like them so much I can give you more, I don't mind!"

Him pressing the flower against his cheek has her staring at him with curiosity, all while breathing through her nose to better memorize his scent; something she often does when meeting new people. Might look a bit weird to someone who doesn't know her nature as a hunter.

"Oh?" His question catches her off guard, making her tilt her head to the side a little. "Actually... no, I'm not! Sure it's a holiday about love, but it doesn't have to be only romantic love! I just want to brighten people's day, 'specially if they're feeling lonely!"