Kale

They just proceeded to yawn after stretching, loafing into a big ball of pure fluff

They bapped Kales hat in a way where it somehow landed on their own head, just letting out a surprised meow after doing that

They just meowed once more while their tail moved side to side, letting out a loud purr as they loaf again

They just got closer to Kales hand while being pet, purring loudly as their being pet

They just proceeded to yawn after stretching, loafing into a big ball of pure fluff

They bapped Kales hat in a way where it somehow landed on their own head, just letting out a surprised meow after doing that

They just meowed once more while their tail moved side to side, letting out a loud purr as they loaf again

They just proceeded to yawn after stretching, loafing into a big ball of pure fluff

They bapped Kales hat in a way where it somehow landed on their own head, just letting out a surprised meow after doing that

They just proceeded to yawn after stretching, loafing into a big ball of pure fluff

He tenses up at the sound of Kales voice, and not wanting to be seen he crouches low to the ground, slowly approaching the other. His gloved hands tighten around the sickle attached to the holster of his belt.

After getting no response, he brushes it off as his imagination & goes back to his terrible dancing, occasionally singing a lyric in a very out of tune way, turning his back to the figure hidden in the background.

That noise the older man was making was agitating, violating to his senses. The only noise he could make was a wheezed huff of annoyance that came out more like a metallic croak. Whoever this guy was, Meron didn't like him so far. He mulled over what his next move would be, debating on attacking now or if he wanted to keep watching.

He stops his dancing briefly to light up a cigarette, humming along to his music as he does so. Completely unaware of the major threat behind him.

He tenses up at the sound of Kales voice, and not wanting to be seen he crouches low to the ground, slowly approaching the other. His gloved hands tighten around the sickle attached to the holster of his belt.

After getting no response, he brushes it off as his imagination & goes back to his terrible dancing, occasionally singing a lyric in a very out of tune way, turning his back to the figure hidden in the background.

Hi..Uhm.. *he’s trying his hardest not to freak out at him looking up at him*

Y’know, your actually somewhat cute…*he slowly lowers one of his arms, attempting to pet him*

He squeaks and nuzzles into his hand

*he pets him on the head gently, slowly starting to warm up to the small creature*