he looks like he should be hosting a wildlife survival show

these muscles can survive anything

“ Excuse me? ”  Steve blinks, raising an eyebrow as he looks from the woman standing confrontational in front of him, and down to the pack of Oreos in his hand. It looks almost comically small in his hand (Steve remembers hearing Clint or Peter in the Tower a few months ago complain about how they were downsizing the cookies), but despite the aggressive air the stranger is sending him in waves, Steve doesn’t back down. Nor does he put  the Oreos back down. He’s not angry or annoyed -- just a little caught off - guard, and not entirely sure where this is going. “ I was here first. ”

         bristled  FUZZ  brushes  up  against  the  female’s  legs  as  teekl  makes  another  slow  pass.  evaluating  chesire’s  dwindling  progress.   ‹  this  one  smells  deceit  &  betrayal. ›  klarion  shifts  upon  his  perch,  head  cocked  to  the  side  as  his  gaze  narrows  upon  his  familar.  “hush  teekl -----  and  let  her  work.  though ----  it  would  be  much  faster  if  you  just  let  me  materialize  us  inside  already.”