Kaisel
Still not fluent in raccoon, Kaisel doesn't understand this particular look, thinking his point rather clear on its own. "What?" he whispers instead, looking down and then behind at either side of him, half hopeful the dog had appeared without him noticing and Remi froze in an attempt not to send it away. When there's nothing and Remi's stare continues to persist in a way that's entirely baffling and yet makes him feel utterly exposed somehow, Kaisel gestures wildly with his hands. "Whaaaaaaat!"
When the woodland king relents and starts to turn away, Kaisel eases. Still unsure what that'd meant, at least it's passed, and it hadn't been anything grand enough to warrant beast back to man, so SHRUG. It's rather alarming then when Remi is suddenly whipping back towards him with all the resemblance of an upset puffball that's grown legs. "Gods!" he swears, taking a jarring step back, catching himself around the same time Remi seems to and they both pause. These dots he does connect, and he lifts up the collar again to jingle it. "Just me," he reassures, relief threaded there when he'd half been certain he was about to see rabid Remi.
"Naaaachooooooo," Kaisel calls out again as he follows behind the very lost raccoon who manages to make wandering seem official and technical. As they pass a vine, Kaisel reaches up for it with a grunt, yanking down amid a shower of droplets and cutting it free. He pauses to tie it onto the end of the collar, fashioning it into a leash that'll help once they find the mongrel.
When the woodland king relents and starts to turn away, Kaisel eases. Still unsure what that'd meant, at least it's passed, and it hadn't been anything grand enough to warrant beast back to man, so SHRUG. It's rather alarming then when Remi is suddenly whipping back towards him with all the resemblance of an upset puffball that's grown legs. "Gods!" he swears, taking a jarring step back, catching himself around the same time Remi seems to and they both pause. These dots he does connect, and he lifts up the collar again to jingle it. "Just me," he reassures, relief threaded there when he'd half been certain he was about to see rabid Remi.
"Naaaachooooooo," Kaisel calls out again as he follows behind the very lost raccoon who manages to make wandering seem official and technical. As they pass a vine, Kaisel reaches up for it with a grunt, yanking down amid a shower of droplets and cutting it free. He pauses to tie it onto the end of the collar, fashioning it into a leash that'll help once they find the mongrel.
Haters on my back like a backpack
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Code stolen from Queen Sky
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
