"You're a cat!" Anders chuckles and grins madly while trotting in a circle around Carol. "How's that for an insult feline?" He continues to parade around her, head held high, proud of himself. "I hope you have ice nearby, because I just burned you!"
The feline couldnât help but raise an eyebrow at the⌠Okay, another person, another classification. He looks like a wolf⌠thatâs for some reason at eye level with her. What. First of all, why is he on all fours? Itâs not like heâs just running, no, thatâd make sense. No, heâs standing like that. What. Thatâs completely not odd at all, nope.
Next, whatâs with his gray eyes? He should be a lot more colorful than he is. Most Avalians are colorfuâwell, itâs obvious that heâs not Avalian in the slightest. Avalians donât just stand and walk on all fours like that. He must be from somewhere else, possibly another planet? Thatâs the only conclusion she can come to that makes the most sense. Sheâs seen people from other planets come here before, so itâs not like itâs a stretch or anything.
âWhatâs so bad about being a cat,â she inquires, her eyebrow raised at the wolf. âHonestly, I like being a cat. Beinâ a cat is fun, yâknow?â She decides to be snarky with the wolf, âDefinitely better than beinâ an oversized mutt.â Lord knows if this was Milla, she wouldnât live to see another day. Well, another day without constant tears, anyway.