ᛒᛚᚬᚦᚼᚢᚾᛏᚱ

heavily canon-compliant ‘bloodhound’ of apex legends.  ✦  guidelines

A little sound escaped them; a tiny gasp to mark their surprise as their long gloved fingers instinctively curled to carefully cup the rat. It twitched its little nose up at Bloodhound. And they stared back in turn, feeling a the beginnings of a smile forming beneath their respirator. Oh, what a delight!

Far from a socialite--it was rare to see the hunter sway to the whims of another like this. But there was something about Katherine--something in her gentle request, maybe--that made Bloodhound hesitate. Were it for anyone else they would not have stayed long. For her...they were suspended; stuck between their typical post-match rituals and their ever-increasing reluctance to decline her company.

Shifting their weight from one foot to the other, they remained hovering in place for a beat, quiet; their eyes on her one moment, then fleeting the next. Despite already having their answer, Hound feigned contemplation all the same. Katherine didn't need to know of their growing fondness for her (even if some days they were convinced she already knew)--