[ Basch grows more tense as they approach the city gates, weight sticking closer to Olivine. All of his instincts say to flee, but that hand on his head and back grounds him. It also reminds him how much he doesn’t want to be alone.
So, tail and ears dipping in discomfort, he stays close, doing his best not to growl or look intimidating. It’s difficult to do much for the latter when he’s so large, but not snarling seems a good step.
The smell of panic doesn’t come. Some concern, yes, but the humans seem to be eased by Olivine’s ease. Basch whines lightly, but he follows through the gate, wary of the walls now keeping him in.
But his heart lifts too, recognizing sights and smells and the path home to Olivine’s den. The closer they get, the more dense it is in his scent, and Basch has to clamp down the desire to howl as the depth of his prior loneliness settles over him now that he’s safe. ]
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Date: 2024-08-12 02:11 pm (UTC)So, tail and ears dipping in discomfort, he stays close, doing his best not to growl or look intimidating. It’s difficult to do much for the latter when he’s so large, but not snarling seems a good step.
The smell of panic doesn’t come. Some concern, yes, but the humans seem to be eased by Olivine’s ease. Basch whines lightly, but he follows through the gate, wary of the walls now keeping him in.
But his heart lifts too, recognizing sights and smells and the path home to Olivine’s den. The closer they get, the more dense it is in his scent, and Basch has to clamp down the desire to howl as the depth of his prior loneliness settles over him now that he’s safe. ]